Invincible Bloodline

Spirit Martial Temple, the central arena.

This time, instead of the decisive battle between Yang Fan and the first young master Haogan, it is an endless starry sky, dotted with stars, and the galaxy is bright.

Instead, it turned into a wild world, boundless.

Exudes an ancient and primitive atmosphere.

There is also a creepy sense of crisis.

There are huge mountains as high as tens of thousands of feet, endless mountains that are thousands of miles long, and lakes and rivers full of spiritual energy.

At this moment, Yang Fan and Tianwu Shengzi stood proudly above the void, like two sculptures standing there since ancient times, facing each other thousands of miles apart.

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"The war is about to start, and the day of the death of Wu Shengzi has arrived."

"After a million years of cultivation, he is no better than the Holy Master. I don't know where he has a sense of superiority. He dares to despise our Lingwu Sacred Palace."

"Just watch, His Highness Yang Fan will definitely teach this junior how to behave."

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All the elders of the Lingwu Sacred Palace exchanged spirits for a while, and they were full of disdain for the Son of the Tianwu. His Highness Yang Fan, who is less than fifty years old, has reached the realm of the eight-star saint. If you give him a million years, don't say The Holy Master, I am afraid that he has been proved and sanctified a long time ago. It is not impossible to surpass the saint and prove the position of the legendary saint king.

Compared with His Royal Highness Yang Fan, this is the number one evildoer in Tianwu Holy Palace, that is a trash.

"MD, this old man can't wait to see His Highness abuse the Son of Heavenly Witch."

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"You junior who doesn't know how to live or die, pay the price for your madness." The Son of Heavenly Witch looked down at Yang Fan with an extremely indifferent voice.

next moment...........

"Boom..."

With a move of his right index finger, the Son of Heavenly Witch pointed at Yang Fan and crushed him.

For this point, he didn't use much power, not to mention the martial arts secrets of the Tianwu clan, even a layer of pure flesh-shell power. How much power can a mere eight-star early-stage saint have? I just don't believe it, this little ghost will be more powerful than him, the number one evildoer in the history of the Tianwu clan.

At this moment, Yang Fan seemed to be completely frightened by the terrifying power, and let the Holy Son of the Heavenly Witch point at his body.

"I thought you had some skills, it turned out to be a silver wax gun..." But before the last word was spoken, the expression of Tianwu Shengzi suddenly changed, "How is this possible... …”

Although my own finger only used half the power of the flesh shell, but their Tianwu clan has always been famous for their tyrannical flesh shell. This half layer of my own strength is enough to easily injure or even kill an early stage holy master. In the end, it only pierced through the ant's clothes, and even the ant's skin was indestructible. This meat defense is not inferior to those of the powerful witches of their Tianwu clan, and it is even better. .

Is this still the human race known for its weak flesh?

Could it be some ancient beast in disguise?

"Trash, do you only have this little strength? It's not enough to tickle this young master!!!"

"Slap..." While speaking, Yang Fan slapped the Son of the Heavenly Witch with a backhand. The person was instantly drawn out.

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"Slap in the face, good! Good! Good! Your Highness's slap is good."

"Call you crazy, you've been slapped in the face."

"Exciting, really fucking enjoyable."

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All the elders of Lingwu Sacred Palace cheered again and again, this slap directly hit their hearts, and it made them feel comfortable.

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In the arena.

"Hey! Brat, I want you to die!!!"

The eyes of the Tianwu Shengzi spewed fire, like a wild beast that was completely enraged. Although Yang Fan didn't use any strength and didn't cause any injuries to him with this palm, the damage caused to him was definitely beyond what a severe physical injury could do. In comparison, he was a majestic son of the Heavenly Witch, a great witch in the later stage, and was actually slapped by an ant in the early stage of the Heavenly Witch. This is definitely a shame that he will never wash away in his life.

"What? A slap is not enough? This young master is giving you one."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, moved his body, and instantly appeared in front of Wu Shengzi that day, and slapped him again.

"Snapped!!!"

"Ah! How could this be, how could this be possible..."

This slap directly blinded the Son of Heavenly Witch. The previous slap, he didn't react because he was in a daze, but this slap, he still didn't react. This is completely impossible , although at this moment, I have not revealed my true fighting body, the body of a great witch, and my combat power is not as good as that of the peak period, but I am comparable to an early ancestor witch in all aspects. Could it be that the speed of this little ghost has surpassed that of the early ancestors? Wu, is this possible?

At the early stage of Tianwu, he is only at the early stage of Tianwu! ! !

"Not enough fun? You are really willful!!!"

Yang Fan shook his head helplessly, then danced with both hands, bowing left and right.

"Papapa....papapa....papapa....papapa..... "

"It's not good for you to say what you like, but you just like big ears, hey! Who is this young master who has a kind heart? I will fully satisfy you today and let you have a good time." While whipping wildly, Yang Fan kept shaking his head and sighing.

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"Hahaha...... I really didn't expect that the Son of the Heavenly Witch would have such a habit."

"The world is so big, there are really many wonders. Today, the old man has learned a lot, hahaha..."

"However, His Highness still has a kind heart. The twitching of the big ears, and the sound, really make my bones crumble."

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A group of elders commented, laughed, and relieved their anger, it was too fucking relieved.

"Holy Son of the Heavenly Witch, are you enjoying yourself? Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Your Highness, don't give us face, whip him as much as you want."

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Compared to the laughter of all the elders in Lingwu Sacred Palace, the faces of all the strong men in Tianwu Sacred Palace are like dead parents. If eyes can kill Yang Fan, Yang Fan at this time They have already been hacked into pieces by thousands of knives and shredded into pieces, it's too deceiving! It's really deceiving! ! !

Those slaps were slapped on the faces of Tianwu's holy sons, so they were slapping them in the face, slapping their Tianwu's holy palace in the face.

"Hey! Little bastard, I want you to die, I want you to die!!!"

The eyes of the Tianwu Shengzi spurted blood, his voice was crazy, and the anger in his heart completely destroyed his reason.

At this moment, he no longer cared about shocking Yang Fan's speed, and thought about why a mere ant in the early days of the Sky Witch would have such a speed against the sky. The animal's corpse was broken into thousands of pieces, and its bones were smashed into ashes.

next moment...........

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"......

The whole body of Tianwu Shengzi erupted like a landslide and tsunami, crazily skyrocketing, rising steadily.

Countless terrifying forces raged out from his body, and in all directions, large ~ large ~ large mountain forests were completely destroyed.

His body also began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, three feet...five feet...ten feet...hundred feet. ..........Thousands of feet...........Thousands of feet...One hundred thousand feet.....

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

His whole body was covered with a layer of khaki like the earth, his body exuded a strong atmosphere of the earth, and the air flow in his whole body was swirling, like an ancient existence that existed in ancient times, crossing the long river of history and reviving in this era, breath ancient

next moment..........

The muscles of his whole body were tangled again, and every inch of his skin seemed to have turned into a layer of khaki armor, covering his body, with countless ancient witch patterns shining and lingering around his body.

The furious Son of the Heavenly Witch finally no longer held back, and erupted into his fighting avatar—the avatar of the Great Witch.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"......

In all directions, countless spaces seem to be unable to withstand his violent coercion, and they burst like glass.

"Hey! Little bastard, if I don't crush you, I won't be called Wu Tianxing!!!"

The voice of the Son of the Heavenly Witch was extremely venomous, like the roar of a ghost, hovering between the heaven and the earth.

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