Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fan's injury this time was really too serious. He just relaxed slightly, but he could no longer resist the deep tiredness. His eyelids were as heavy as ten thousand stones and he fell asleep! ! !

I don't know how long it took, maybe a day, or a year, before Yang Fan woke up from his deep sleep and felt that his body was constantly jolting. As usual, a little bit of jolting is nothing, even if the space The collapse, the shattering of mountains and rivers, could hardly hurt him at all, but at this moment, he felt that his whole body was about to collapse, so that he could be compared to the horror drama of being cut to pieces with a thousand swords and being executed by Lingchi. The pain made him sober in an instant. His eyes turned slightly, and Yang Fan began to look around.

What came into view was a big dome. Yang Fan's power of spiritual consciousness was released between breaths. Although the battle with the three-eyed demon lord consumed a lot of his mind, he was almost exhausted, otherwise he would not He may have passed out casually in the middle of nowhere, but after a long period of deep sleep, his exhausted spirit recovered a lot. Although it is still not as high as the third level in his heyday, it is not something that ordinary first- and second-level Wuhou can compare with. Comparable, in an instant, Yang Fan already understood the environment he was in now, but he was in a running carriage. In a trance, a trace of realization flashed across Yang Fan's face. Before he fell into coma, he vaguely heard someone Hey, I think someone saved me! ! !

"It's actually a horse chasing the wind for thousands of miles. It seems that the person who saved me has a good background!!!" Looking at the majestic horse in front of the carriage that is as white as snow and unstained, Yang Fan's eyes flashed slightly, thousands of miles away. Although the Chasing Wind Horse is not as precious as the dragon horses carefully cultivated by the sect, it is still one of the top mounts in the world. Each horse is worth a thousand gold. The average family power cannot afford to support it at all, let alone use it. It's here to pull the cart! ! !

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

Yang Fan turned his eyes and scanned his body, and found that all the blood on his body had been wiped away. Even the tattered black shirt on his body had been replaced by a set of blue coarse cloth gown. In an instant, Yang Fan frowned, and there was a hint of cold light flickering in his eyes.

After a while, he slowly calmed down. Fortunately, his blue Qiankun Bag was still lying quietly in his arms. Otherwise, Yang Fan would have to go crazy. The Qiankun Bag was of great importance to him. The key to parents' immortality must not be lost. Anyone who dares to take advantage of his Qiankun Bag will definitely not let Yang Fan give up! ! !

Today, although he is seriously injured, with no intact part of his body, and 360 bones that have been broken and killed, it does not mean that he is a useless person, allowing others to slaughter him, and he has barely recovered his third level of strength. His mental power is enough to defeat most martial arts masters, even those who are half-step Wuhou. If their mental power has not reached the Wuhou realm, they will often be ruthlessly suppressed by Yang Fan! ! !

Fortunately, the worst thing did not happen. Of course, a large part of the reason is that we don’t know the specific grade of Yang Fan’s Qiankun Bag. Whether it is the top Qiankun Bag or the most rubbish Small Universe Bag, as long as you don’t open it, you can still look at the appearance. , there is almost no difference, at most it is a difference in color. If they knew that the Qiankun bag in Yang Fan's arms was a top-notch Qiankun bag, they might do something! ! !

Killing people and seizing treasures is a normal thing in the world of warriors, but a top-notch Qiankun bag makes even the ancestor of Wuhou feel moved by it! ! !

at this time........

The curtain was suddenly opened, and dazzling sunlight poured down. Immediately, a middle-aged man wearing leather armor and a strong figure like a black bear leaned into the carriage. The middle-aged man glanced at him. Finally, it fell on Yang Fan. Seeing that Yang Fan actually woke up, he couldn't help but be slightly startled, and soon smiled innocently, "Little brother, it's been three days, you have finally woken up!!!"

"I didn't expect that I had been asleep for so long!!!" Yang Fan's heart froze, his eyes turned, and he looked at the person. With just one glance, he knew him thoroughly. A ninth-grade high-grade bloodline is nothing in the sect. , but within the mundane world, it is considered pretty good. One hundred and eight heavenly veins are connected to ninety-six of them, and the eight major levels of perfect cultivation are enough to dominate in some remote small towns! ! !

"Haha... Our team discovered you three days ago. Judging from your injuries, I thought you would die soon. I didn't expect you to wake up again. I have to say it is a miracle..." When the majestic man saw Yang Fan, he grinned and said with a smile, "My name is Chu Xiong, brothers all call me Black Bear. I am a general of the Chu family in Liyang City, Xianglong County. You are lucky enough to meet him." Our team, otherwise, you will be in danger!!!"

In addition to the major cities in the Tang Dynasty, there were also laws to speak of. Murder and looting were common in the wilderness, not to mention those ferocious beasts. It was absolutely impossible for an injured person like Yang Fan to be left alone in the wild. Can't survive one night! ! !

"Haha..." He smiled noncommittally in his heart. What Chu Xiong said made sense. If an injured person fainted and died in the wild, they would definitely die. But Yang Fan was not included. The black iron battle body was not a decoration. With his terrifying flesh shell that is comparable to a high-grade mysterious weapon, not to mention some beasts, even the ordinary Wuhou Patriarch, without the mysterious weapon in hand, it would be difficult to hurt him, and here, the Wuhou Patriarch said In Zong Zuozu's time, it was not that easy to meet an ancestor of Wuhou.

However, he said gratefully, "Thank you, brother Chuxiong, for saving your life, I am Yang Fan!!!"

To be honest, Chu Xiong helped him a lot by rescuing him in the motorcade. Although he was not afraid of any danger, there was no telling what would happen in three days. If someone saw no choice but to take it away from his arms, He has no place to cry when the time comes, so Yang Fan is quite grateful for it.

"Little brother, there is no need to worry about it. If you rely on friends when you go out, who will not have difficulties!!!" Chu Xiong waved his hand, chuckled, glanced at Yang Fan, and finally said apologetically, "Unfortunately, my strength is limited, so I can only You can do this, but your cultivation is probably..."

At the end, a thousand words turned into a helpless sigh. He was very clear about Yang Fan's injuries. The bones in his body were broken to pieces. Even if he was rescued, he would be a useless person in the future. He would never be able to practice martial arts again unless he had martial arts skills. Patriarch Hou Jing was willing to use up his true energy to reshape his bones, but is this possible?

And in this world where the strong are respected, what kind of fate a useless person will suffer, just thinking about it makes people despair.

"Brother Chuxiong, you don't have to be like this, this is all fate!!!" Yang Fan smiled freely, but he didn't care too much. If it were anyone else, he would naturally have to become a useless person and be unable to practice martial arts for life, but there is With the heaven-defying skill of the Xuantie Battle Body by his side, it is only a matter of time before he returns to his original state.

next moment.........

Yang Fan changed the topic directly and said, "By the way, Brother Chuxiong, where is this place?"

Regarding the Tang Dynasty, Yang Fan only had some impression of the Xishu Road where he was born. Others, even Jieting and Long'an Road, which were also under the jurisdiction of the Seven Star Sect, had a little impression and roughly knew the places of the two roads. , Which counties are there? As for other regions, they are blinded, and they don't know anything. They have never heard of Liyang City, Xianglong County.

"This is Yunlongdao Hermit Plain..." Chu Xiong looked at Yang Fan with some doubts, "Brother Yang, is it possible that I am not from Yunlongdao?"

Faintly, there was a hint of surprise at Yang Fan's age. A young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, even if he was extremely talented, would be incomparable if he could reach the sixth level of martial arts. With such strength, the county If you hang out with your friends and really want to go out into the world alone, it's all because you think your life is too long.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was never a shortage of fights! ! !

"I didn't expect to arrive at Yunlong Road!!!" Yang Fan was slightly stunned. Yang Fan had heard of Yunlong Road, the most chaotic of the twelve roads in the west, but of course it was limited to this. "This is the last three-eyed demon lord. The impact of the blow on the power of teleportation is really not small!!!”

Yunlong Road is not close to Shuanglong Desert, not one hundred thousand miles, ten thousand or twenty thousand miles is definitely a lot! ! !

"Brother Yang, you just woke up and are very weak. I won't disturb your rest. If you need anything, just call me!!!" Yang Fan's silence made Chu Xiong think that Yang Fan was too seriously injured and had no energy. Answering his own question, he smiled apologetically at Yang Fan, stopped disturbing Yang Fan, and backed out! ! !

Soon, the carriage fell silent again! ! !

"This time, I really relied on myself. I must never do this again..." The goddess of luck will not always favor him. If he was lucky enough to escape from danger this time, he may not be so lucky next time. , everything must be done according to one's ability, and one must not be arrogant.

"But I, Yang Fan, will find this place sooner or later. Three-eyed old demon, please clean your neck and wait for me!!!" Suddenly, a terrifying murderous intention steamed in Yang Fan's heart. Ever since he condensed his spirit Since his death, he has never suffered such a big loss. In the end, if he had not been transmitted in time enough, he would have become the food in the belly of the three-eyed demon lord. This hatred is irreconcilable, and only blood can wash away it! ! !

But before that, the most important thing is to recover from his injuries. Although he doesn't think that he will be so unlucky to meet the ancestor of Wuhou, it is not Yang Fan's character to pin his life on illusory luck! ! !

"It's okay! I didn't sleep in vain these three days!!!" After feeling the state of his body, Yang Fan smiled happily. The black iron battle body did not let him down. Even if it did not actively operate, his injuries were much better. The horrific gaps that crisscrossed the area have all been completely healed.

If you just look at the appearance, you can't tell that he was still a badly injured body before! ! !

next moment........

Yang Fan calmed down his mind and actively operated the black iron battle body. Silver rays burst out from his pores, illuminating the huge carriage, constantly washing away the wounds and reshaping the broken bones of the heavenly veins.

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: The first chapter is delivered today. Let’s have a meal and continue typing. If you have flowers, drop them down. There are still four flowers left. There are enough flowers for thirty flowers! ! !