Invincible starts with predatory terms

They clearly saw that Yang Fan was not only fighting, but also pushing his martial arts to new heights in the battle.

Finally, as the last sword light streaked across the night, Yang Fan's sword tip pointed directly at the enemy leader's throat, and the entire scene fell into dead silence.

The enemy leader's face was pale, and he exhaled with difficulty, clearly no longer able to fight.

The onlookers held their breath and stared, and in an instant, a deafening clamor erupted.

With dreams in their hearts, they faced the great road of longevity, continuing to move forward with unwavering determination.

The night deepened, and the battle in the forest finally came to an end.

As time passed, the bloody smell in the air gradually dissipated, and the surrounding trees swayed gently in the breeze, seemingly silently recording everything that had just happened here.

Yang Fan sheathed his long sword, took a deep breath, and felt the power bestowed by the Heavenly Destiny Plunder System filling every corner of his body.

This power was unprecedented, allowing him to find unparalleled breakthroughs and a sense of impact in battle.

He turned around and looked at his two disciples, his eyes revealing the deep expectations of a master for his disciples.

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er, while witnessing Yang Fan's extraordinary strength, also felt a father-like sense of security.

They quickly walked to Yang Fan's side, and Li Ling'er took the lead, her voice filled with uncontrollable admiration and respect: "Master, your swordsmanship is really amazing! When will we be able to be like you?"

Yang Fan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Ling'er, Changsheng, don't be anxious, cultivation is a long road. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. The important thing is to maintain faith and be steady and solid."

Li Changsheng nodded, his expression firm: "Master, don't worry, we will definitely work hard to cultivate and live up to your expectations."

At this moment, Yang Fan understood in his heart that these two disciples in front of him were his greatest wealth on his journey.

He gently patted the two of them on the shoulders, and secretly made up his mind that he would use the power of the Heavenly Destiny Plunder System to help them improve their abilities and face the challenges of the future with him.

In the hazy moonlight, the figures of the three gradually disappeared, and the silent night in the forest enveloped them.

They walked side by side, and although the road ahead was full of ruggedness, a firm belief was planted in everyone's heart.

They were going to pursue the legendary Great Dao of Longevity in this vast world.

A clear bird song came from afar, as if sending blessings for their journey ahead.

Yang Fan knew that the legend belonging to their master and disciples had just begun.

The various challenges in this world will become the touchstone of their strength.

He looked up at the starry sky and silently said in his heart that every minute and every second of the future would be a contest with fate.

With his determination and the support of the Heavenly Destiny Plunder System, he will continue to fight in this journey of cultivation, not only for himself, but also for his deeply loved disciples.

In the depths of the forest, the moonlight shone on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, appearing peaceful and tranquil.

Yang Fan stood in the open space in the forest, but he knew in his heart that this tranquility was only a moment of stability before the storm.

He looked towards the opposite side not far away, and saw a figure slowly walking over, his robe as bright as blood, it was the Blood Robe Young Master.

"As expected, you didn't disappoint me."

The Blood Robe Young Master smiled softly, his voice like a sharp blade in the cold winter, "Yang Fan, you really dared to come."

Yang Fan did not answer immediately, his eyes were like torches, scanning the other party, secretly planning his countermeasures.

He heard the nervous breathing of Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng, which made him even more determined.

For them, and for his journey, he must win.

"Blood Robe Young Master, what exactly do you want?"

Yang Fan opened his mouth, trying to slow down the impending conflict.

"There are many things I want,"

The Blood Robe Young Master spread his hands, his voice with a hint of fanaticism, "But at this moment, I would rather see how powerful you are."

As his voice fell, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense, like a taut string.

Yang Fan could feel a powerful force surging in the air, which was the Blood God's Fury that the Blood Robe Young Master was about to unleash.

"Ling'er, Changsheng, step back."

Yang Fan whispered, fearing that his disciples would be in danger.

He silently recited in his heart, mobilizing the power of the Heavenly Destiny Plunder System with all his strength.

Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er understood and quickly retreated to a safe distance.

Their eyes were locked on Yang Fan, every moment filled with respect and trust.

A low roar came from the air, and the Blood Robe Young Master's attack had already been launched.

The surrounding trees swayed accordingly, and the ground trembled.

Yang Fan no longer hesitated, exerting strength under his feet, and his figure met the Blood Robe Young Master's offensive like an arrow.

He understood that it was impossible to win by force, he could only win by strategy.

The various abilities granted by the system flashed in his mind, and in the end, he decided to win with strategy.

The two fought fiercely in the forest, sword lights intertwined.

Yang Fan dodged flexibly, fighting and retreating, gradually widening the battle line.

Just as the Blood Robe Young Master made a direct hit, revealing a moment of emptiness, Yang Fan suddenly exerted strength, lifted the surrounding tree debris, and enveloped the area where the two were located.

"It seems you are not simple either."

The Blood Robe Young Master let out a cackling sneer in the wood chips, his voice ethereal and distant.

Yang Fan did not answer him, his eyes fixed on his every move.

This attack could not bring substantial damage, but it had already disrupted the Blood Robe Young Master's offensive.

Taking advantage of this short gap, Yang Fan quickly thought and called out from the system an ability that could weaken the enemy's mind.

The silently injected power was like a thread wrapped around the Blood Robe Young Master's mental level, intending to shake his persistence.

Before long, the Blood Robe Young Master's movements did slow down, he frowned for a moment, and the fanatical expression on his face gradually subsided.

Yang Fan's strategy worked, and he no longer intended to continue.

"Yang Fan, I'll count you as the winner today."

The Blood Robe Young Master snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and turned into a bloody shadow, disappearing into the depths of the forest.

At the moment the battle ended, Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng stepped forward quickly, their eyes full of admiration and excitement.

Yang Fan turned around and gave them a faint smile, although he did not say it directly, his disciples knew his pride and comfort.

"Master, you are so amazing!"

Li Ling'er said excitedly, her eyes full of worship.

"There are still many challenges waiting for us on the road ahead,"

Yang Fan stared into the distance, his tone calm and firm, "We must get to the Colosseum as soon as possible."

The three rested briefly and then set off again.

The night deepened, the starry sky was like a painting, and the figures of the three masters and disciples flickered in the forest.

They were fearless and unafraid all the way, because the firm belief in their hearts had turned into their brilliant expectation for the future.

The Colosseum under the moonlight seemed to be wrapped in a mysterious silver glow, the surrounding atmosphere was solemn and breathtaking.

Yang Fan stood on the high platform, his eyes determined.

The aura barrier flickered like a mirror under his mind control, gently erasing the violent aura that radiated out, so as not to hurt the innocent.

"Master, look over there!"

Li Ling'er stood aside, pointing to a corner of the arena, reminding Yang Fan to pay attention.