Invincible Bloodline

Spirit Martial Temple, Arena.

The Holy Son of Tianwu didn't pay attention to Yang Fan at all at the beginning. He was an aphid in the early days of Tianwu. The Tianwu who died in his own hands had not five thousand, but three thousand. It was nothing to worry about.

Never expected that Yang Fan was such a monstrous evildoer. Not only was his fleshy shell as terrifying as the body of a great witch, but his speed was so fast that he, a strong late-stage witch, couldn't react in time. Those slaps one after another, although they didn't hurt When he got to the slightest bit, he trampled on his dignity one after another, making him burn with anger, like billions of volcanoes erupting in his heart.

die! This damned little bastard must die! ! !

For millions of years, he, Wu Tianxing, had never suffered such a great humiliation.

If he didn't kill this son, he would still be the son of the Heavenly Wu Sacred Palace, and what face would he have to stand in the world.

In an instant, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Witch could no longer care about anything else, and directly erupted with his own great witch fighting body, and his fighting power climbed to the top.

At this moment, the holy son of the Tianwu was so powerful that he was chasing after some late-stage half-step saints, as if the ancient giant gods had revived.

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

Under the pressure of its terrifying aura, this large space was completely condensed and collapsed, and the infinite air flow was running wild, countercurrent, and collapsing.

"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.

at this time...........

"Snapped.........."

A loud slap sounded again, and in an instant, the entire wild space fell silent.

"Ah! This...this...how is this possible...how is this possible..." God Wu Shengzi was terrified, and there seemed to be a trace of unspeakable fear in his eyes. You must know that at this moment, he has revealed his true fighting body-the Great Wu Battle Body, which can be said to be his peak state. Still without any reaction, he was slapped by that little beast. The speed was so terrifying that it was unimaginable, and even some late-stage half-step saints might not be as good.

However, what kind of cultivation is he, the eight-star early-stage saint, the eight-star early-stage saint, how could there be such a monster in the world.

Vaguely, he seemed to understand why the Holy Lord of Lingwu didn't send the number one young master Haogan to fight, but sent such a little devil whose cultivation base was a thousand miles away.

"It seems that you can't keep your name. Why don't you take my surname, Yang Tianxing, this name sounds much better than that Wu Tianxing." Yang Fan had a playful look on his face, and with every movement of his figure, he gave Wu Shengzi a big smile again. ear scraper.

Mahler Gobi, this fucking slap is really addictive.

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"Hahaha... Your Highness's idea is good, or you can just be more thorough and directly worship Your Highness as a godfather."

"However, it depends on whether His Highness is willing or not! His Highness may not be interested in such a waste."

"That's right, what a talent His Highness is, not any cat or dog can be His Highness' godson."

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A group of elders laughed wantonly, only to hear a group of strong men from Tianwu Sacred Palace blushing and staring angrily, deceiving people too much, these bastards are really deceiving people too much, if there is not a sliver of reason in their hearts telling them, here is the spirit The trump card of Wusheng Palace, they are single and weak, if they really make a move, they will be the ones who will suffer, and I am afraid that they have already made a big fight.

However, there is also a slight complaint in my heart towards the Son of the Heavenly Witch. I used to brag about it, but in the end, I can't even deal with such an ant in the early days of the Heavenly Witch.

Or, I got it wrong, my own son is just a vain show, and those amazing performances before are just a trick for him to act, otherwise, how could he behave so unbearably.

It's nothing more than an ant in the early days of Tianwu. No matter how evil he is, His Royal Highness the Son should not be so helpless.

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In the arena.

The Holy Son of Heavenly Witch gradually calmed down, with a gleam of wisdom shining in his eyes, "Yang Fan, my Holy Son almost fell into your trap. If you don't measure up, with your little strength, no matter how fast you are, you can't break through the defense of this holy son, and you, my holy son, can kill you with just one punch."

At this moment, the Tianwu Shengzi once again recovered his previous calmness, and the anger in his heart completely disappeared without a trace. The strength of this little beast is so weak, and he was born invincible. The victory of this battle will only belong to him .

Humble aphid, jump around as much as you want, when your mana is exhausted, it is your time of death! ! !

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"Good! Good! Good! As expected of His Royal Highness, you discovered the weakness of that little beast so quickly."

"No matter how fast it is, if it can't break the defense, it's a waste!!!"

"One punch, just one punch, His Highness the Son of God will finish him off!!!"

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In an instant, the morale of all the powerhouses in the Tianwu Sacred Palace was boosted, and the previous downturn was swept away. The momentary elation was nothing, and whoever had the last laugh was the real victory.

But at this moment......

"No strength? Can't break the defense?" Yang Fan smiled noncommittally, poor guy, didn't he realize that I was just playing with you just now?

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

Yang Fan instantly appeared in front of Wu Shengzi that day, and just slapped him.

The Son of the Heavenly Witch, who thought he had seen through Yang Fan's details, didn't make any defenses at all, and let Yang Fan pat him down.

Anyway, this aphid can't break through its own defense.

"boom.........."

Yang Fan's palm landed on the left face of Wu Shengzi that day.

"ah.........."

In an instant, a tragic wail resounded through the heavens and the earth, mouthfuls of golden blood like small puddles, mixed with broken teeth, sprayed into the air.

The terrifying body of the Son of the Heavenly Witch, which looked like a giant spirit, flew upside down like a rag sack.

Although Yang Fan didn't use any power of law in this palm, with the vast mana in his body and the boost of the holy body of all beasts, its power is terrifying, and it is by no means inferior to a mid-stage half-step saint's full blow, you know After breaking through the realm of the eight-star great sage, Yang Fan's fleshy power also more than doubled due to the washing of his terrifying mana.

At this moment, with the power of the flesh shell alone, Yang Fan can suppress some powerful Dzogchen Lords.

"Is this young master's palm strong enough?"

While speaking, Yang Fan had already got up and stepped forward, and slapped the Heavenly Witch Son with staring eyes again.

"Why don't you talk? Do you think it's not enough?"

Yang Fan asked and answered by himself, completely refusing to give Tianwu Shengzi a chance to speak, and directly slashed left and right, beating wildly.

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

"Woooooo...how could this happen, how could this be...God is not fair, how could there be such monsters in the world... Woooooooo..." The heart-piercing roars erupted in the heart of Tianwu Shengzi, he is only at the early stage of Tianwu, and he is only at the early stage of Tianwu, and his speed is far faster than himself, that's all. Even if the strength is not much inferior to his own, is there any law in heaven, and will he give people a way to survive? God is so unfair! ! !

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"Miserable! Miserable! Miserable! This old man can't stand it anymore."

"This time it was really a beating, so that his mother didn't even know him anymore."

"Why do you say you are doing this? You just need to be beaten honestly. What are you talking about?"

"Some people are just so overreaching. Now it's good. Your Highness, please be serious. What do you mean if you say you are not yourself?"

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A group of veterans shook their heads and "sighed again and again", just looking at their playful eyes made people feel that they were gloating.

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"Damn, this...how is this possible, he...how could he have such power..." A group of ancestral witch powerhouses Dumbfounded and dumbfounded, they still had doubts about the speed across the barrier, but they really felt this power. This power is by no means weaker than the average mid-stage ancestor witch, and even surpassed it.

The Tianwu clan is best at power, and their senses will never go wrong in this regard.

In the early stage of Tianwu, the power of ancestral witches in the middle stage, damn it, is this really a human race?

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In the arena.

Yang Fan seemed to be tired from playing, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, "Okay, this is the end of the game, remember, in the next life, you will shine a bright spot on your tricks, and you will have to pay for being arrogant."

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a devouring black hole appeared out of thin air, and hit the terrifying body of the trapped Heavenly Witch Son.

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