Invincible Bloodline

Relying on the great treasure given to him by the old ancestor, Shang Yuanyang. With the power of the high-grade Spiritual Treasure, Immortal Binding Rope, Shen Wu Wang Shang Hao didn't put Yang Fann in his eyes at all. He thought that Yang Fann was just a fat sheep that was kept in captivity and allowed him to slaughter him as he pleased. With his one-star Ancestor cultivation base. . . A mere Yang Fann. . . That would be a piece of cake for him.    

    

Never would he have thought that Yang Fann was actually such a hungry wolf in sheep's clothing, an ancient ferocious wolf. With a cold shout, the Immortal Binding Rope that he had relied on completely collapsed and turned into ashes.    

    

This. . . Is this his mother's?    

    

Horrifying! Unparalleled horror!!    

    

Even his legendary Quasi-Saint expert was only so-so.    

    

Under extreme despair, Yue Tianpeng and the others' figures made his despairing heart surge with a glimmer of hope once again.    

    

"Yang Fann, don't mess around. Don't forget, the elders of your Sect. . . Your family and friends are still in my hands. . . " Shang Haowu shouted loudly, as if he was using this to dispel the fear in his heart towards Yang Fann. As soon as he attacked, Yang Fann, who was nowhere to be seen in the past, immediately appeared in front of him. It wasn't hard to tell that he was a person who valued relationships. The importance he attached to the Sect and his friends. Now that Yue Tianpeng and the others were all in his hands, Yang Fann didn't want to harm them. It was very likely that Yang Fann wouldn't kill him.    

    

"Shang Haoxuan, what's wrong? Are you threatening me?" Yang Fann raised his eyebrows, and a playful look flashed across his face.    

    

"Yang Fann, that's not what I meant. I just want to protect myself. As long as you make a solemn vow and let us go, I will let them go immediately. . . . " Although the threat was obvious, Shang Haowu didn't dare to make it clear. He didn't want to infuriate Yang Fann.    

    

When the time came, he would be the one at a disadvantage.    

    

King Wu's life was so precious that these lowly peasants couldn't compare with it.    

    

Even if there were ten million lowly peasants added together, they wouldn't be as precious as a single finger of Shang Haoxuan.    

    

"You want me to make a heavy vow? Shang Haoxuan, you deserve it!!" A trace of contempt flashed across Yang Fann's eyes and he sneered.    

    

" Yang Fann, don't go too far. At most, it's a life and death struggle. " A trace of anger flashed across Shang Haowu's eyes. He, Shang Haowu, was a Martial King of the Imperial Dynasty, a member of the royal family. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?    

    

"Shang Haowu, Shang Haowu, you want to fight me to the death? You are just a frog in a well. My means are not something you can understand. " Yang Fann found it funny. A mere one-star Ancestor and a group of Emperor wanted to threaten him by threatening him. It was simply ridiculous.    

    

If they really got what they wanted, his Half-Step Quasi-Saint and Great Saint combat strength would be too weak.    

    

In the future, he wouldn't have to stay in Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts anymore. He would just find some remote mountains and forests. He would just spend the rest of his life here. He wouldn't have to come out and make a fool of himself.    

    

"Not good. . . " Shang Haoxuan's expression suddenly changed. An ominous omen swept across his heart.    

    

At this moment. . .    

    

"Rumble!" "Rumble rumble rumble!" Rumble!" . . .    

    

On top of the ten thousand high-grade flying ships, the one who was betting on Yue Tianpeng and the other Holy Ji Sect's experts. . . Thousands of Quasi-Emperors and millions of Emperor were turned into powder in a strange manner, drifting along with the wind. It was as if they had never appeared in this world before.    

    

With Yang Fann's current strength, killing these ants that weren't even Sovereigns was extremely easy.    

    

If Yang Fann was willing to, he would be able to erase these low grade Quasi-Saint from this world without anyone knowing.    

    

The power of the Great Sage expert was not something an ordinary martial artist could imagine.    

    

. . .    

    

"This. . . This. . . How is this possible. . . How is this possible. . . " Shang Haoxuan was horrified. He trembled and could not speak. In fact, Shang Haoxuan was not alone. Yue Tianpeng and the others who had been rescued were the same as well. A bone-piercing chill went straight into their hearts. Their hair stood on end and their hair stood on end.    

    

That was a million Emperor and a thousand quasi sovereigns. They could easily destroy the Holy Ji Sect and the supreme Holy Land Of Martial Arts, but in the end, they were turned into ashes without leaving even a strand of hair behind.    

    

Was this a technique that a human could possess?    

    

When the news spread, Who would believe it, and who would dare to believe it?    

    

If they didn't know that Yang Fann couldn't harm them, they might have already completely collapsed at this moment.    

    

. . .    

    

"Shang Haoxuan, do you still have hostages in your hands?" Yang Fann looked at Shang Haoxuan mockingly. He wasn't in a hurry to kill Shang Haoxuan, he just killed him. It was too easy on this bastard. Ever since he rose to power, When had he ever suffered such a serious injury? He was actually like a living corpse! He had been unconscious for more than half a year. If it wasn't for the kind Lin Wanru and Master And Servant, he would have died. At this moment, he would have long become the excrement of a certain Exotic Beast.    

    

This grudge, this hatred. . . He could not live under the same sky as Shang Haoxuan. Even if he used all the water in the world, it would still be difficult for him to wash up. If he did not let Shang Haoxuan suffer all kinds of torture and die in despair, it would be difficult for him to vent the hatred in his heart.    

    

"Yang Fann, you. . . You. . . What do you want?" Shang Haoxuan pretended to be calm and said.    

    

"What do I want? Hahaha. . . Shang Haoxuan laughed. That day, I was heavily injured and on the verge of death. If it wasn't for my great life, I would have died a long time ago. Why are you asking me what I want? " Yang Fann's eyes were filled with killing intent. The terrifying killing intent caused Shang Haoxuan to feel as if he had fallen into an ice prison. Even the Emperor Soul seemed to be completely frozen.    

    

"Yang. . . Yang Fann, you. . . You better not act recklessly. I. . . I, the Shang Dynasty, am not like before. You. . . If you dare to hurt me. . . My Shang Clan will never let you off, from heaven to earth. . . You will never have a place to stay in the heavens and earth. Don't think that your cultivation base has increased dramatically. The strength of our ancestor is beyond your imagination. . . " Shang Haoxuan said in a threatening manner. This was his last reliance.    

    

"There is no place for me in the sky or in the earth? Shang Haoxuan, you think too highly of that old man. Isn't he just a one to three star Quasi-Saint? " Yang Fann said with a disdainful smile. In the past few years, he had devoured at least seventy to eighty thousand three star Quasi-Saint, but now, he was threatened by an ant. This was ridiculous.    

    

"You. . . How did you know? Shang Haoxuan's body trembled as if he had seen a ghost. The old ancestor, Shang Yuanyang, had once revealed his cultivation base to them. After the old ancestor came to the Imperial Palace, the information related to him had been completely sealed off by the Imperial Family. It was impossible for outsiders to know about it.    

    

"With that little cultivation base of that old man, who could he possibly be?"    

    

Although Shang Yuanyang had concealed his aura, even a Four Stars Quasi-Saint wouldn't be able to find him if they didn't investigate the palace closely. However, under Yang Fann's terrifying Spiritual Sense, which was comparable to the Great Saint expert, it was like a bright sun that couldn't be concealed.    

    

Shang Haoxuan widened his eyes and let out a heart-wrenching howl. "No. . . Impossible. The old ancestor's divine skill is unparalleled. Invincible under the Heavens, how can a junior like you compare. . . " He didn't believe it. I don't believe it. What kind of person is the old ancestor? No matter what kind of monster Yang Fann had, he was still a little brat who was less than forty years old. No matter what, he would never be a match for the old ancestor.    

    

He must be trying to scare him, he must be trying to scare him.    

    

"Unparalleled divine power? Unparalleled under the heavens? That old thing? Where do you think those Great Saints, Holy Lord, and Saint Sovereign are?" The corner of Yang Fann's mouth curled into a mocking smile. If this ant was invincible, then there were too many people who were invincible in this world.    

    

In the next moment. . .    

    

A fierce light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes, and he let out a ferocious laugh, "Don't worry, that old thing will definitely die before you. Not only him, but all the people of Shang Clan. . . They'll all die in front of you. "    

    

Yang Fann had memorized every single detail of the Shang Clan's plot and their attack on the Holy Ji Sect. If it wasn't for his timely return, perhaps the Holy Ji Sect would have been completely destroyed, and even his cousin and the others would have died.    

    

Just thinking about it gave him some lingering fear. The Shang Clan must die!    

    

If a dragon had a reverse scale, he would definitely die.    

    

If this Shang Clan only attacked him, Yang Fann might also pursue the culprit. At most, he would destroy the direct line of descent of the royal family.    

    

But now, they dared to attack his family, the Sect. There was no need for the Shang Clan to exist anymore.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

Yang Fann's gaze turned and swept across Yue Tianpeng and the others, "Sect Master, please wait for a moment. I will be back soon. "    

    

Before Yue Tianpeng and the others could say anything, Yang Fann's voice faded.    

    

Like a dead dog, Yang Fann lifted Shang Haoxuan and tore the space apart, disappearing from everyone's sight.    

    

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