Invincible Bloodline

Arena No. 28.

Yang Fan and Jun Haoran were hundreds of feet apart, facing each other from afar.

As usual, Yang Fan still had a dull aura. From a distance, he looked like a warrior, more like a wealthy young man with no knowledge of martial arts. However, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes from time to time. This was the last thing he wanted to see. , finally arrived. To be honest, he would rather face the eight monsters than worry about "fighting against each other"! ! !

Jun Haoran, who was opposite him, had a wry smile on his face. Others didn't know how powerful Yang Fan was. How could he, a senior brother, not know that he was the strongest monster in their Seven Star Sect for thousands of years, and that was his master Han Qian? Ye, using Zhenzong's treasure, may not be Yang Fan's opponent, let alone him. Among the many geniuses and monsters present, I am afraid that only the eight monsters can suppress his monster junior brother! ! !

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Eastern stand.

"Hey! I'm so lucky!" Han Qianye sighed speechlessly. Only two disciples of their Seven Star Sect were on the Qingyun Ranking, and they were lucky enough to win. No one is so lucky. .

"Haoran's journey ends here!!!" Although Jun Haoran is his most successful disciple, and his talents are even better than those of his master, but he is not as good as Yang Fan, a monster. Compared with me, the difference is not just a little bit worse than mine, but a complete mess.

However, Han Qianye didn't have many regrets on his face. It was an unexpected joy that Jun Haoran could reach the Qingyun Ranking, and among the 120 geniuses from various countries, he was barely among the top three geniuses. Jun Haoran really means nothing. Even if he is not at the bottom, he is still in the bottom twenty. Even if he does not meet Yang Fan, he will lose more and win less! ! !

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Arena No. 28.

"Junior Brother Yang Fan, I have a trick for you, please give me some advice!!!" You wanted to admit defeat, but when the words came to your lips, Jun Haoran still swallowed them. He was one hundred and twenty on the Qingyun Ranking, and every time he climbed up the ranking The difference between the top 60 and the bottom 60 is as big as clouds and mud. Even though he knows that he is far from Yang Fan's opponent, just such a move He was really unwilling to give up and give up.

Yang Fan nodded slightly and said, "Senior Brother Jun, please take action!!!"

"Junior Brother Yang Fan, be careful!!!"

"Whoosh!!!"

The sword flashed, and a cold three-foot green peak fell into Jun Haoran's hands. Haoran's Zhengqi Sword - Jun Haoran's famous magic weapon, ranked among the best mysterious weapons. With this sword, Jun Haoran once killed three warriors in a row. Ancestor Hou, let him establish a great reputation! ! !

With a sword in his hand, Jun Haoran's aura surged crazily. That Haoran sword intention, which represented the righteous way of heaven and earth, was rising steadily and never stopped! ! !

"Keng!", "Keng!", "Keng!"......

In the audience, some of the audience members were wearing long swords. The long swords they carried with them all trembled slightly, as if they were resonating with Jun Haoran's Er Haoran Zhengqi Sword.

"Is the Nine Levels of Perfect Sword Intention? Senior Brother Jun is indeed the top swordsman among the young generation of our Tang Dynasty. In terms of sword intention alone, only Xia Yu can be slightly better than him!!!" Yang Fan nodded slightly, Even many top Wuhou may not be able to achieve the nine levels of perfect sword intent. As the number one evildoer in front of their Seven Star Sect, Jun Haoran is indeed capable.

"Junior Brother Yang Fan, be careful!!!" Jun Haoran solemnly reminded Yang Fan again. He could only master the next sword and could not control it freely.

"Senior Brother Jun, just do what you want!!!" Hearing this, Yang Fan's expression did not change and he smiled calmly.

"Then I will offend my brother. He has unparalleled righteousness and can defeat all demons!!!"

next moment.......

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

The awe-inspiring righteousness that spread for dozens of miles around seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force. They rioted wildly, ignoring the formation restrictions on the central stage, and gathered towards Jun Haoran's head. After three breaths, they condensed into a brilliant giant sword! ! !

"cut!!!"

With a sword slashed out, a thousand-foot-long sword light spread ninety thousand miles across. This sword gathered the awe-inspiring righteousness of dozens of miles around. With the blessing of nine levels of perfect Haoran sword intent, the power contained in it was so terrifying that it was almost The divine power of ten thousand billion cauldrons is comparable to a full-strength strike from the first-level Heavenly Wuzong. If a half-step Wuzong is not protected by a treasure, under this sword, even the slightest carelessness will be in danger of falling. Even the four directions The space began to twist faintly, as if it might break at any time.

"Hiss! What a terrifying sword, he can actually draw the righteousness of the world for his own use. With this sword, Jun Haoran is enough to be ranked among the second-level monsters."

"That's a bad statement. When he can truly master this move, he will truly enter the second level of monsters. Now, he is still far away!!!"

The masters' moves can change in an instant, and three breaths of time are enough to make Jun Haoran die tens of millions of times. Who else but Yang Fan would stupidly wait for him to gather Haoran's righteousness.

"Senior Brother Haoran's move is very powerful. Even if he is a powerful person from the First Level Heavenly Martial Sect, if he is not careful, he may suffer losses in his hands. Unfortunately, the flaws are not small!!!" Yang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and in an instant, he would Jun Haoran analyzed this ultimate move and said, "To defeat this move, the eighth level of strength is enough!!!"

"Boom!!!"

As soon as his thoughts changed, Yang Fan exploded with a punch. Ten trillion cauldrons of divine power swept out, across the world, and everything, including the void sword light, collapsed and was shattered into pieces! ! !

"Failed...defeated, Junior Brother Yang Fan is Junior Brother Yang Fan, far beyond the comparison of ordinary people like us..." Jun Haoran felt a trace of bitterness in his heart. Although he knew that he was not Yang Fan's opponent, he could When he thought about it, even if Yang Fan could defeat his ultimate move, he should have used some trump cards and spent some effort. He never expected that he would be defeated by Yang Fan so lightly.

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Four viewing platforms.

"hiss!!!"

Many spectators took a breath of cold air. They all saw this sword that condensed infinite righteousness. Even some second-level monsters could not guarantee that they could break this killer sword so easily. technique.

"This young man has such terrifying power, this flesh shell, even those lord-level monsters are nothing more than that!!!"

"Another big dark horse. With his strength, among all the dark horses, he is enough to be in the top ten, or even the top five!!!"

"This Seven Star Sect is really lucky that such a monster and genius has appeared. His rise is just around the corner!!!"

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"Damn little beast, he actually made it to the top sixty, damn it! Damn it!" Shen Tianzong, the leader of the Tianshen Sect, had a face full of envy, jealousy and hatred, thinking that their Tianshen Sect was the largest sect in the Tang Dynasty. , the best result in the past thousand years is only 68th place on the elite list.

"Brother Shen, relax, why are you so angry with a dying person? So what if that little beast enters the top sixty in the Qingyun Ranking? If he offends Liu Xiu, he is destined to die!!!" Compared to Shen Tian Zong, Dugu Fangfang is much calmer.

"Yes, the higher that little beast climbs, the faster he will die!!!"

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In an alien space.

"Brother Xu, when you get back, you're going to treat me to a treat!!!" An old man wearing a silver robe, with white hair and a childlike face, skin as pink as a baby, golden light rolling on his head, and runes twinkling in his eyes, smiled at Xu Baichuan. , there was a hint of envy in the voice.

Yan Nanshan, like Xu Baichuan, is a silver-robed deacon of Shengji Courtyard. However, compared to Xu Baichuan, his luck is obviously much worse. Among the 160 geniuses of the Great Yan Dynasty he leads, there are only two People are on the Qingyun Ranking, and just now, they were all eliminated and stopped outside the top sixty.

"Yes! Brother Xu, you have made a lot of money this time. The Seven Star Sect Yang Fan and the eldest princess Li Xiuning are both good players among the second-level monsters. Even if they hit the top thirty, it is not impossible. "Brother Xu must have a big banquet this time!!!" Another majestic middle-aged man with purple clouds rolling over his head and an aura as strong as the deep sea said, with a hint of sourness in his voice. He is among the top thirty in the Qingyun Ranking , has always been surrounded by the three major dynasties. For thousands of years from the ten major dynasties, it is impossible for a genius to reach the top thirty. This Xu Baichuan is good. Both Li Xiuning and Yang Fan have a lot of confidence. Able to be promoted to the top thirty.

"Haha, it's a fluke, it's just a fluke..." Xu Baichuan smiled modestly, but he didn't agree in his heart, "Just the top thirty is nothing, the top ten, or even the top five are my goal... .....”

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Keep typing, and hope to get the next update before twelve o'clock. There are still three flowers left, and there are twenty flowers. Friends who have flowers, please smash the flowers in your hands! ! !