Invincible Bloodline

Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord and Red Lotus Saint Mother sat high up in the sky, their eyes sweeping across the main hall.    

Below the two of them, on both sides of the hall, there were eighteen seats. On each seat, there was a peerless expert with a terrifying aura.    

Half-Step Saint. All thirty-six of them were Half-Step Saint. Furthermore, they weren't ordinary Early and Mid Half-Step Saint. At the very least, they were all Late Half-Step Saint, and many of them had even reached the peak of Half-Step Saint.    

All of them were outstanding figures amongst Senior Elder's group. One of them was wearing a long green robe, and he had white hair and a youthful face. His entire body was emitting a strong life force that couldn't be described with words. It was as if just a trace of his aura could kill him.    

This old man was none other than one of the three Great Elemental Old Man's elders, Greenwood. He was also one of the few Peak Half Step Saints.    

In the center of the hall stood two Young Man.    

One of them was wearing a long black robe. He was around twenty years old and had sword-shaped eyebrows. The aura around him was restrained. There was no expert aura around him. He had returned to his original state.    

The other was wearing a long green robe, and he carried a sheathed long sword on his back. He looked like an unsheathed Supreme Divine Sword, and he revealed a sharp edge. He had an arrogant expression on his face, and it seemed like he didn't care about anything at all.    

These two people were the number one young master of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Hao Gan, and the number one monster Yang Fann in the history of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

In the end, Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord agreed to Hao Gan's request and agreed to his fight with Yang Fann, so that he would be convinced.    

At the same time, it dispelled the doubts in the hearts of the other elders. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that Yang Fann had the power to suppress an ordinary Half-Step Saint.    

Half-step Great Saint, who wasn't even fifty years old, was already shocking enough. If he had that kind of terrifying power, would he still be a human?    

Most of the elders in Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts had doubts about this. Some even felt that Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord changing the general at the last minute was just child's play.    

No matter how much you pamper this Yang Fann, you shouldn't do this. This was simply a joke on the Sacred Palace's interests.    

. . .    

"Yang Fann, Haogan! This was just a friendly match between fellow disciples. Don't kill anyone!! " Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord's gaze lingered on Yang Fann and Hao Gan. Finally, it stopped on Yang Fann. He gave a slight warning. Others might be afraid of Hao Gan's identity. However, he was sure that Yang Fann wouldn't be afraid of him at all. This was a senior elder of the Sacred Palace who could be slaughtered as he pleased, he truly had nothing to fear.    

Although Hao Gan's talent wasn't as great as Yang Fann's, he was still the top genius in the world, Peerless Evildoer. As long as he didn't fall, he would at least be a Half-Step Saint in the future. If he had some more great opportunities. . . It wasn't impossible for him to become a Saint.    

If he died here just like that, it wouldn't be worth it.    

"Master Holy Lord, don't worry. I will never hurt Junior Brother Yang Fann. " Before Yang Fann could say anything, Hao Gan smiled confidently. In this battle, he only wanted to regain his qualification to fight. He didn't really want Yang Fann's life. At most, he just wanted to teach him a lesson.    

Given Yang Fann's current status in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, not to mention the fact that he was the son of Great Elemental Old Man, even the real son of Saint Sovereign would have a miserable ending if he dared to kill Yang Fann.    

When Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord heard this, he rolled his eyes speechlessly. Hao Gan, Hao Gan, why don't you know your own limitations? I didn't tell you this, but I didn't expose it.    

And even if I did, Hao Gan wouldn't take it to heart. Sometimes, if he didn't let him experience what despair was, he wouldn't know how big the gap between him and Yang Fann was.    

The next moment. . .    

Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord waved his hand, and an ancient scepter that represented supreme authority appeared in his hand.    

It was a holy weapon - the Holy Spirit Staff. It was the symbol of Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord's status, the symbol of power.    

This battle was different from the battle between Yang Fann and Shenfeng fifteen years ago. A simple barrier could accommodate two people's battle.    

Let's not talk about Yang Fann, this monster. Hao Gan was also below the Half-Step Saint. His combat strength was at the peak, and his ordinary barrier could only withstand the battle between the two of them.    

If something were to happen along the way, he wouldn't have any face left.    

In the time it took to breathe.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord pointed the Spiritual Martial Saint Staff in his hand and countless purple-golden lights descended from the sky. Very quickly, an ancient battle arena rose from the center of the hall. Around the battle arena. . . There was a faint golden barrier. Even if two Peak Half Step Saints fought, they would not be able to destroy the barrier.    

The saint weapon was Saint Sovereign's weapon. Its power was not something that the Quasi-Saint Tool could compare with.    

Even if no one was controlling it, just its power alone was enough to suppress most Half-Step Saint warriors.    

"Junior Brother Yang Fann, please. "    

Hao Gan smiled faintly. He took a step forward and stepped into the golden barrier.    

Yang Fann casually shrugged his shoulders and entered the golden barrier with a flash.    

The arena looked like a few acres of farmland. However, after Yang Fann entered, he discovered that there was another universe inside. The two of them appeared in a starry sky, surrounded by countless stars.    

. . .    

In the main hall.    

The elders looked at the two people who were about to enter the arena and started discussing amongst themselves.    

"This battle can be said to be a battle between the peak of the youth generation. I wonder who will be the better one?"    

"In terms of talent, Sixth Young Master is unparalleled in this world. No one can defeat him, but potential is still potential. The winner of this battle will be the number one young master. "    

"That's right. No matter how strong one's talent is, it will still require a certain amount of time to convert it into strength. Sixth Young Master, Yang Fann, is really too young. If you want to defeat His Highness Haogan, you should wait a few hundred years. "    

. . . . . . . .    

Most of the senior elders didn't think highly of Yang Fann. Yang Fann was just too young. No matter how many monster he had, it was impossible for him to completely ignore the millions of years that had passed. The First Young Master, Hao Gan, was also a mighty Peerless Evildoer.    

. . . . . . . .    

"Humph! A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. The power of our master is beyond your imagination. He actually said that the Lord isn't a match for that Hao Gan. Let's see how the Lord, an High Grade, will slap your faces!" Grand Elder Greenwood looked at the surrounding elders with some displeasure. However, he didn't refute it directly. The fact that it was as solid as iron would tell them how much of a mistake it was.    

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In the arena.    

Yang Fann was thousands of miles away from the First Young Master, Hao Gan.    

"Junior Brother Yang Fann, it's impossible for you to be my opponent. Just admit defeat! I don't want to hurt you. " Hao Gan's lips moved as he advised. If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't want to offend Yang Fann. With Yang Fann's heaven defying potential, Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts would probably respect him in the future.    

"Are you done? It's time to end this boring farce. " Yang Fann yawned lazily. A farce, to Yang Fann. If it wasn't for Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord's personal message, he wouldn't have bothered with Hao Gan.    

Although he was the number one young master and the number one expert amongst the young generation, Yang Fann felt that he was much weaker than Fang Hong. He really couldn't arouse his desire to fight.    

However, these words sounded like thunder in everyone's ears. It was so loud that it made them feel as if they had been struck by lightning.    

"F * ck, I didn't hear it wrong, did I? What a farce! This Yang Fann actually treated this peak battle as a farce!"    

"Are you for real? This is really not putting His Highness Hao Gan in his eyes at all!"    

"Or does he really have that ability?"    

. . .    

However, besides being shocked, some of the elders began to waver. Looking at Yang Fann's appearance, he had a restrained temperament, and didn't seem like an arrogant person.    

"Yang Fann, you. . . " Hao Gan's face turned ashen, and a hint of anger flashed across his eyes. Yang Fann, oh Yang Fann, even if you are the number one monster in Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, you shouldn't be so arrogant. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.    

However, he didn't wait for Hao Gan to finish his words.    

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

Yang Fann's body grew infinitely taller, and the energy around his body increased crazily. In an instant, he had surpassed the realm of early stage Half-Step Saint.    

"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi! . . .    

Countless spatial distortions appeared in all directions, and a large number of stars were destroyed. They were as dazzling as fireworks.    

. . .    

"Ah! This aura. . . It's true, everything is true. . . " An elder screamed. Damn it, the rumors were all true. This little monster really killed Fang Hong. Was there still justice in this world? How could there be such a monster in this world?    

As for Hao Gan, he was even more terrified. He let out a heart-wrenching cry, as if he had lost his parents, "How could this be? How old are you? The heavens are unfair, the heavens are unfair!"    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann sneered, "Come over here!!!"    

His voice was high and mighty, like the voice of a god.    

The next moment. . .    

A claw descended, grabbing towards Haogan like grabbing a chicken.    

. . .