Invincible Bloodline

Spirit Martial Saint Hall, the central arena.

This time, it is not like when Yang Fan and the first Young Master Haoqian were in a decisive battle, it was an Endless Starry Sky, dotted with stars, and the Star River was shining.

It is transformed into a piece of Savage Wilderness World, boundless.

Exudes the breath of ancient and primordial.

There is also a sense of crisis of send cold shivers down one’s spine.

There are huge mountains as high as tens of thousands of meters, there are endless mountain ranges as long as ten thousand li, and there are lakes and rivers filled with Spiritual Qi.

At this moment, Yang Fan and the Heavenly Witch Holy Son stand proudly above the void, like two sculptures standing there from Ancient Era, separated by ten thousand li, facing each other far away.

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“The war is about to start, and the death of the witch Holy Son is coming.”

” Cultivated million years, but only the Holy Lord cultivation base, and I don鈥檛 know where his superiority comes from, dare to despise our spiritual Martial Saint Palace.”

“Look, His Highness Yang Fan will definitely teach this junior How to behave.”

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The spirits of the Martial Saint Palace veterans exchanged a lot of spirits, and they were all about the Holy Son. Disdain, their Royal Highness Yang Fan, under the age of fifty, has reached the eight-star Great Saint. If you give him millions of years, let alone the Holy Lord, I am afraid that he will proclaim become a saint a long time ago, which means surpassing Saint. It is not impossible to get the position of the legendary saint king.

Compared with their Highness Yang Fan, this is the first evildoer of the Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace, that is a waste dregs.

“MD, the old man can’t wait to see the Holy Son abuse this day.”

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“The junior of act recklessly, pay the price for you frantically.” Holy Son, the heavenly witch, looked down at Yang Fan condescendingly, with an extremely cold voice.

next moment ………..

“hong long long ……….”

day Wu Holy Son right hand When the index finger moved, it was pointed at Yang Fan and smashed.

This refers to how much power he does not use at all, let alone Witch Clan鈥檚 martial skill secret technique, that is, the power of the pure fleshy shell has never been used, a trifling eight-star Early -Stage Great Saint, how much power can he have, he doesn’t believe that this kid will be more against the sky than the first evildoer in Witch Clan history.

At this moment, Yang Fan seemed to be completely frightened by the terrifying power, letting the heavenly witch Holy Son point on his body.

“I thought you had some abilities, it turned out to be a silver wax wax gun……….” It’s just that the headline at the back has not yet been exported, and the face of Holy Son suddenly changed. “How is this possible………”

Although his finger only used half the power of the fleshy shell, they, Witch Clan, have always been known for their strong fleshy shells. Shi, with half of his own strength, it was enough to easily and severely inflict serious injuries, even to kill an Early-Stage Holy Lord, but only to wear through the clothes of the ant, and even the skin of the ant was not torn. This fleshy shell defense, Compared to their Witch Clan powerhouses, they are not inferior, or even worse.

Is this still the Human Race known for its weak flesh?

Isn’t it something ancient Divine Beast disguised?

“Waste, do you just have that strength? It’s not enough to tickle this Young Master!!!”

“pa ……….”while Speaking, Yang Fan’s backhand was just a slap at the Holy Son, the holy Son with a bewildered face simply couldn’t make any response, so he was taken upright, and the whole person was taken away instantly.

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“Slapped, good! Good! Good! Your majesty this slap is good.”

“I called you crazy and got slapped in the face.”

“Enjoyed, motherfucker is so enjoyable.”

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The spirits of the Martial Saint palace veterans cheered again and again, this slap, but they drew them directly into their hearts. What they drew was called a comfort.

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In the arena.

“roar! Little devil, this Holy Son wants you to die!!!”

The sky witch Holy Son breathes fire with both eyes, like a wild beast that is completely angered, although this With a palm, Yang Fan did not use any power and never caused any injuries to him, but the damage caused to him is definitely not comparable to a physical injury. He dignified Holy Son, a late stage witch, was actually The ants of Tianwu Early-Stage gave a slap, which is definitely a shame that he has been difficult to wash in his entire life.

“Why? A slap is not addictive? This Young Master is giving you one.”

Yang Fan dashing eyebrows One pick, the body moved, and instantly appeared in front of the witch Holy Son that day , Another slap threw away.

“pa!!!”

“Ah! How can this happen, how is this possible…”

this slap , I just slapped the Heavenly Witch Holy Son. In the previous slap, he didn鈥檛 react because of his slap, and that鈥檚 all. But as for this slap, he still didn鈥檛 react. This is completely impossible, although At this moment, I did not reveal the real body of the battle. The body of the great witch, and the battle strength is not as good as the Peak period, but it is also comparable to an Early-Stage ancestral witch in all aspects. Could it be that the speed of this kid has surpassed, Early- Stage Ancestor Witch, is this possible?

Tian Witch Early-Stage, he is only Tian Witch Early-Stage cultivation base! ! !

“Not too addictive? You are really self-willed!!!”

Yang Fan shook the head a little helplessly, then danced with both hands and bowed left and right.

“pa pa pa ………pa pa pa ………pa pa pa ………pa pa pa … …….”

“You said that what you like is not good, but you prefer to slap in the flace, hey! Who calls this Young Master kind, I will satisfy you today, Let you have fun.” Yang Fan kept shaking his head and sighing while whipping wildly.

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“ha ha ha ………. really didn’t expect, Holy Son I actually have such a hobby.”

“The world is so big, there is no lack of strange things. Today, the old man has a long experience, ha ha ha……… “

“But your Highness is still kind, this big slap in the flace is pumped, and this sound, I really hear my bones crisp.”

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A group of veterans talked about each other, laughed heartily, and relieved their qi. It is too motherfucker to defuse their qi.

“Heaven Witch Holy Son, I’m not too happy? Are you happy?”

“His Royal Highness, don’t give us face, let him whip him freely.”

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Compared with the laughter of the elders of the Martial Saint Palace, the powerhouses of the Heavenly Witch Saint Palace have a green face, just like It’s like a dead father and mother. If the eyes can kill Yang Fan, Yang Fan at this time has already been chopped up ten-thousand times by a thousand blades by them, and the body is broken into pieces, bully intolerably! Really bully intolerably! ! !

Those slaps were slapped on the face of the Heavenly Witch Holy Son, why not beating them in the face, hitting the face of the Heavenly Witch Holy Son Palace.

“roar! Little bastard, this Holy Son wants you to die, wants you to die!!!”

The heavenly witch Holy Son spurts blood in his eyes, his voice is crazy, and his heart is completely angry It ruined his sanity.

At this moment, he could no longer shake the speed of Yang Fan, thinking about why the ants of a trifling Early-Stage had such a speed against the sky. At this moment, he was the only one in his heart. There is a single thought, that is, the little bastard in front of me will be broken into pieces, and the bones will be thwarted.

next moment ………..

“hong long long!”, “hong long long!”, “hong long long!”… ……..

Holy Son’s whole body imposing manner erupts like a landslide and a tsunami, madly skyrocketing and rising.

Countless terrifying powers raged out of his body, all directions, large and large mountain forests, were completely destroyed.

His body also starts to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, 30 feet ……… five feet………ten zhang …. …..hundred zhang ……….thousand zhang ……….涓囧紶………100,000 zhang ……… ..

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a terrifying giant with a height of tens of thousands of feet! ! !

He has a layer of earth-yellow like the earth all over his body. The whole body exudes a strong atmosphere of the earth. The airflow all over his body is swirling, graceful like an ancient existence that exists in the Ancient Times, transcending history. Changhe, revived in this era, his breath is extremely ancient

next moment ……….

His muscles are tangled again, and his skin seems to change. It became a layer of earth-yellow armor, draped on his body, with countless ancient witch patterns flashing and lingering around him.

The furious heavenly witch Holy Son finally no longer had any reservations, and broke out his fighting body-the great witch.

“hong long long!”, “hong long long!”, “hong long long!”…………

all directions, countless The space seemed to be unable to withstand his violent coercion, it was like glass, bursting.

“roar! little bastard, if you don鈥檛 crush your bones and ashes, this Holy Son is not called Wu Tianxing!!!”

The voice of Holy Son is extremely vicious, like a ghost The roar, whirling between Heaven and Earth.

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