Invincible Bloodline

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

The battle between Yang Fan and Qi Hu was like the collision of two ancient ferocious beasts. Vast swaths of void were blown up in all directions. The land with a radius of hundreds of miles was as if it had been pricked. There were countless large sinkholes. , Countless strange beasts were brought to the pond, and were annihilated into dregs by the terrible aftermath! ! !

Qi Hu, who burns the blood of the Barbarian King, is incomparably terrifying. Just like the ancient Barbarian King resurrected, his punches and kicks have great power. He can easily destroy a sect elder. However, Yang Fan, who is both spiritual and physical, is equally extraordinary. Although there are It is not as good as Qi Hu, but with a full blow, it also surpasses 500 million tripods, which is just a little bit weaker, and there is not much difference! ! !

Therefore, in this battle, the two of them can be said to be meeting talented people and meeting opponents. In just half a stick of incense, the two of them exchanged hundreds of moves. Although Qi Hu had a slight upper hand, he did not have an overwhelming advantage! ! !

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

The sound of stars exploding, one after another, in an endless stream, endless mushroom clouds transpired, and a large amount of void disappeared into chaos! ! !

Soon, the two of them exchanged hundreds of punches. Gradually, a trace of anxiety flashed across Qi Hu's ferocious face, and an unwilling roar broke out in his heart, "Damn it! How can this little beast be so strong? How can this little beast be so strong?" Will be so strong...Damn it! If this continues, I must be the one who loses..."

The secret method has a time limit after all. After all, the Barbarian King bloodline in his body cannot burn endlessly. With such a violent bombardment, most of the Barbarian King bloodline in his body has been consumed. In twenty breaths at most, the Barbarian King bloodline in his body will be exhausted. It was completely burned out. On the other hand, Yang Fan didn't change much except for a little shortness of breath. He was obviously far from reaching the limit. Not to mention twenty breaths, even two hundred breaths, he could hold on! ! !

And once the blood in his body is exhausted, how can he fight Yang Fan! ! !

"No... no, I must not die here, at the hands of this little beast like Yang Fan..." Qi Hu felt a hint of retreat in his heart.

"Die to me!!!" With an angry shout, he punched Yang Fan with all his strength and forced Yang Fan to retreat. Qi Hu's figure turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

However, it is not so easy for Qi Hu to escape. Physical cultivation is often known for strength, not many are good at speed, and Qi Hu is the same. But Yang Fan is different, he has both spirit and body cultivation, and his speed is also his reliance! ! !

In less than a breath of time, Yang Fan caught up with Qi Hu, punched out, surpassed the huge force of 500 million tripods, and instantly enveloped Qi Hu, forcing Qi Hu to turn around and fight! ! !

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"......

The sky was shaken, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and it seemed like a natural disaster at the end of the day! ! !

Three breaths...five breaths...seven breaths...ten breaths...

"Ah! Bastard, get out! Get out of here..." As time passed, Qi Hu went completely crazy, like a wild beast, using both fists and kicks, bursting into madness beat.

It's a pity that it's useless, Yang Fan is like a tarsus worm, entangled him tightly, making him unable to escape! ! !

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Finally, after twenty breaths passed, the last barbarian blood in Qi Hu's body was exhausted. In an instant, Qi Hu's cultivation base plummeted at a terrifying speed, reaching the peak of the sixth level... the middle of the sixth level ...Fivefold Consummation...Fivefold Late Stage....

At the same time, the majestic body that is nearly ten feet high is rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, nine feet... seven feet... five feet... three feet... .....

Yang Fan froze for a moment, looking at Qi Hu who had been beaten back to his original form and was sluggish, a playful look of cat and mouse flashed on his face, "Qi Hu, just now you seemed to say that you were going to crush my bones and make me suffer so much. Tortured to death?"

Hearing this, Qi Hu was in shock all over his body, his pale face was so frightened that he turned pale with fright, he hurriedly shook his head to deny it, "Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, jokes, just jokes, Yang Fan, you must not take it seriously... .....”

At this moment, I'm scared! Qi Hu was really scared! Countless people have said that they are not afraid of life and death, but when death really comes, how many people can face life and death calmly, even ants steal their lives, let alone humans! ! !

"Misunderstanding? Jokes? Qi Hu, Qi Hu, do you think I'm that three-year-old boy?" Yang Fan felt amused. At this point, did he still think that he might let him go?

next moment........

Yang Fan's face suddenly became cold, "Okay! The game is over, go to hell obediently!!!" He raised his right hand, and slapped Qi Hu with his palm! ! !

This palm was just a random blow by Yang Fan, and even the spiritual power in his body was not mobilized, but the power contained in it still surpassed the power of a hundred million cauldrons! ! !

"Ah! Don't..." With a mournful wail of unwillingness, Qi Hu had no choice but to muster all his strength, trying to block this terrifying palm.

Before a breath, this blow was nothing. Qi Hu could block it with a wave of his hand. Even in his heyday, it was not difficult to block this blow by stimulating the blood of the Barbarian King in his body. But at this moment He has all the blood of the Barbarian King in his body, and his fighting power is out of ten. Even a fifth-level heavenly martial artist can easily crush him. Even high-level martial artists can crush him if he wants to block it. One palm is tantamount to a fool's dream! ! !

In one breath.

"Puff!", "Puff!," "Puff! "...

The medium-grade and high-grade treasure-grade treasure clothes on Qi Hu's body turned into powder, and immediately after, his body began to crack, covered with spider web-like cracks.

"Crack!", "Crack!", "Crack!"......

The sound of bones breaking was like setting off firecrackers, which could be heard endlessly. Qi Hu's whole body, none of the 360 ​​bones were completed, and all of them were shattered.

"boom!!!"

His whole body was like a sandbag that was blown away. He flew hundreds of feet backwards and hit the ground heavily, creating a large human-shaped crater. He twitched twice unconsciously, and there was no movement at all! ! !

So far, after the black-clothed sword An Xieyun, another young giant has fallen into the hands of Yang Fan.

With a flick of his spiritual consciousness, he put Qi Hu's body into the Qiankun Bag. A hint of disappointment flashed across Yang Fan's brows. Qi Hu, who had the bloodline of the Barbarian King, was burning. His bloodline talent was falling again and again, not to mention the young giant who was also the same. Compared with the dark evil cloud, it is inferior to the Qiuyu sword Han Qiuyu, and the help to Yang Fan is greatly reduced! ! !

But soon, the depression in Yang Fan's heart was cleared away. Qi Hu was worthy of being one of the young giants. He was the number one cultivator among the young generation of the Purple Spirit Sect. He was so rich that he even surpassed the black-clothed divine sword An Xieyun. There are as many as 800,000 low-grade spiritual stones in it, as many as 6,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and even high-grade spiritual stones, there are as many as twenty-four. You must know that each high-grade spiritual stone is worth It can be exchanged for 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and it is still priceless. In some black markets, it is not difficult to exchange one high-grade spiritual stone for 20,000 spiritual stones.

Adding in various other treasures, all the belongings are combined, even if it is less than four million low-grade spirit stones, it is not much worse.

Contentedly putting away Qi Hu's Qiankun bag, Yang Fan's figure flashed and appeared hundreds of feet away, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared under the boundless sky.

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Less than half an hour later, Yang Fan finally passed through the death swamp where alien beasts were rampant. Soon, a large forest appeared in his field of vision. He saw that the forest was vast and boundless, and the edge could not be seen at a glance, and it was terrifyingly quiet. , deathly still, as if there is no trace of life in it, the second floor of the Demon Spirit Realm--the strange forest has finally arrived! ! !

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: I came back from my hometown and sat in the car for several hours. I was so tired that I squinted for a while. I fell asleep and woke up after six o'clock. This update is a bit late. I hope brothers can forgive me. , Go out for a meal, come back and continue coding, I hope the second update can be done before twelve o'clock! ! !