Invincible Bloodline

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Tenglong Imperial City, martial arts arena.

The sound of gasping, one after another, can be heard endlessly. Although it has been expected that this knockout round will be extremely cruel, but it has never been expected that in such a cruel way, a total of 26,836 people passed the first round The test, advanced to the second knockout round, but in the end, less than 2,000 people left the demon space safely. It was really out of ten, and only one survived out of nearly fifteen people.

Many eighth-rank sects were completely wiped out. Even among the ninth-rank sects, there were quite a few sects. All of the 300 participating talents were buried in the demon space.

Tragic! Incomparably tragic! ! !

After this battle, the layout of the major forces in the northern hundred states is likely to be rewritten, and many forces will definitely be reshuffled.

Those who can participate in the Hundred Sects Tianjiao Warriors are all the top monster Tianjiao among the various sects. In the past, even if one or two fell, it was a major event that caused a sensation in the sect. Now all of them have fallen here. This blow, It is absolutely destructive, enough to shake the foundations of all sects.

Of course, most of the spectators in the stands in the four directions were just looking at it. It wasn’t their own sect’s arrogance who died, so naturally there wouldn’t be much heartache. Even some people with evil hearts wished that all the arrogances present were dead. Well, in this way, their sect and their family will have a chance to replace those hundred great sects.

Soon, everyone's attention turned to other places, and they began to search for a figure among the remaining 1,868 Tianjiao.

"Yang Fan, which one is Yang Fan?"

In this knockout round, the most attractive is undoubtedly the mysterious dark horse Yang Fan. He was defeated first by Li Jian, then by the real dragon, and finally broke the fate that no one has broken for millions of years, becoming the first to squeeze in. The ninth-rank great sect Tianjiao in the top ten of the standings.

The limelight was so strong that it even surpassed Zhen Wuxuan, the first person in the standings.

Even the emperor's son, Shang Tianxun, was a little curious about it.

"Strange, this Yang Fan is really a disciple of the Holy Extreme Sect?"

"It looks like there is no one like it!!!"

"It's not a mistake, is it?"

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Among the remaining forty-two disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect, the strongest one is an early-stage emperor. With such a cultivation level, he is not even in the top 100 among the celestial arrogance, not to mention he is comparable to the seed monster , even the next-level top evildoers are far inferior.

As for Yang Fan, the half-step top king, Chi Guoguo was immediately ignored by everyone, and at most he was amazed. There is no one anymore.

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In the center arena.

The smile on the face of Zhenwu Xuan, the son of Zhenwu, who was about to enjoy the adoration of everyone, froze for a moment, and there was a hint of sullenness in his eyes. He was the first person in the scoreboard and the core of everyone. The Yang Fan who came out, what kind of onion, that garlic, can actually steal the limelight from him as the true martial artist.

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

Zhuo Qinglian, Fang Qingxue and the others couldn't help looking at Yang Fan, who was dressed in black and had a calm aura.

Among the top ten players in the Eighth Academy Huiwu, except for Yang Fan and Fang Qingxue, the rest of them all fell into the monster space one after another. Compared with the real monsters, their strength is still far worse. Among the more than 16,000 participating talents, even if they are not at the bottom, they are not far behind.

It's not like Fang Qingxue, who was lucky to meet Yang Fan, and his fall is inevitable.

"Don't...don't tell me, this...this brat is Yang Fan?"

"Are you kidding around the world, how could it be Yang Fan with such a bastard with no hair at all!!!"

"Mal Gobi, if this brat is Yang Fan, I'll just swallow dung on the spot!!!"

"Swallowing shit? I'm fucking cutting my dick!!!"

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In all directions, except for the acquaintances who know Yang Fan, no one believes that the black-clothed kid in front of him is Yang Fan. Who is Yang Fan? The king is not an imp.

However, the reality is so cruel.

When Fang Qingxue, Zhuo Qinglian and others called Yang Fan, they couldn't believe it or not.

"Gululu...Yang...Yang Fan, this...this kid is really...really Yang Fan... ...."

"Fuck, shit, shit, this kid seems to be less than twenty, this... this... this..."

"Is he... is he really a human? Could it be the illegitimate child of God."

"It's true that there is no most evil, only more evil!!!"

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Shocking, incomparably shocking, I've seen someone who's changed, I've never seen someone who's changed so much, half a step into a top king, he has the power to crush a top king, such a monster, let alone the top ten true biography , even the emperor's son Shang Tianxun, is far inferior to what is possible, it is simply unprecedented.

At this moment, even the usually calm emperor Shang Tianxun couldn't sit still, his eyes rolled around, not knowing what was brewing.

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

A roar full of resentment erupted from the Sword God Villa. The sound was like a cuckoo crying blood and an ape mourning. Jian'er, die! Going up to the poor and falling to the underworld, there is no place for you in the world anymore, this enmity is irreconcilable, even if the water from all corners of the world is poured out, it will be difficult to wash away!!!"

"What? Could it be that the North Carp Sword was folded in the hands of this brat?" Vaguely, Zhen Wuxuan seemed to understand something. He had heard of it before, but he was one of the top five enchanting geniuses in the Sword God Villa, whose strength was not inferior to the top emperors in the early stage, and Yang Fan was able to cultivate as a quasi-top king, surpassing the North Carp Sword. Yin Yin is already above him, no wonder it can attract everyone's attention.

Just when Zhen Wuxuan thought he had guessed everything, there was another heart-piercing scream, like a mourning concubine's scream, erupted from the True Dragon Holy Land, "Roar! Yang Fan, you rebellious beast, how dare you commit crimes and kill me?" Wude disciple, you really are heinous, heinous crimes, in heaven and on earth, I will never die with you in the Holy Land of True Martial Arts!!!”

"Wh... what? Even the true dragon is in the hands of Yang Fan, how... how is this possible, how is it possible... "Zhen Wuxuan's complexion changed suddenly, his eyes were full of disbelief, the real dragon Wude is much stronger than the North Carp Sword, and it is almost infinitely close to these seed monsters like them. Some of the top emperors in the late stage were incapable of fighting.

This... What kind of monster is this Yang Fan?

At some point, Zhen Wuxuan felt a sense of frustration in his heart. Compared with Yang Fan, he, the holy son of Zhen Wu, was not much better than ordinary people.

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

"Villager Ye, and Holy Dragon Lord, can you make a fool of yourself?" Emperor Shang Tianxun's face turned cold, and he stood up abruptly. In the battle of the Hundred Sects, life and death are fateful, and no one else can intervene. This is the rule, Ye Gujue and the real dragon lord dared to threaten Yang Fan under the eyes of everyone, this is simply slapping him in the face of Shang Tianxun and their royal family! ! !

"No... dare not, dare not..."

"Your Highness calm down, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!!!"

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Hearing this, Ye Gujue and the two shuddered all over, and hurriedly apologized, don't look at their Sword God Villa, the True Dragon Holy Land is one of the top powers in the northern hundred states, the strong in the door are like clouds, and the masters are like rain, but for As far as the Great Shang Emperor was concerned, he was just two slightly stronger ants.

Although the emperor's son, Shang Tianxun, could not represent the entire Great Shang Dynasty, it would definitely not be difficult to destroy their two holy places, and at most it would be a matter of paying a price.

"Hmph!!!" He cast a cold glance at Ye Gujue and the two of them, and sat down slowly. After all, they are two holy places. With the power he controls, he would have to pay some price if he wanted to destroy them, and , if they are eliminated because of this, it will easily cause panic in other sects.

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The arena in the center of the arena.

"Yang Fan, you are fine, I remember you!!!" The little sword god Ximen Piaoxue looked down at Yang Fan from a high position, with cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Dare to kill my disciple of True Dragon Sacred Land, Yang Fan, you are so brave. I pray that you will not meet me in the finals, otherwise, I will let you know what life is better than death." True Dragon Wushuang fixed his eyes on Yang Fan, and his voice was like howling from hell, which was creepy.

Ye Gujue and the others can't take action at will, but Ximen Piaoxue and the others, who are also the arrogance of the competition, don't have this concern.

"It's you who should pray." Yang Fan moved his sword eyebrows, smiled disdainfully, stopped each word, and confronted each other, "Otherwise, I will definitely beat you to death!!!"

In an instant, there was an uproar in the stands in all directions.

"Hiss... tearing the face, this is really tearing the face, I will never die!!!"

"This Yang Fan is still impulsive. With his heaven-defying talent, if dozens of years pass, the True Dragon Son and the Little Sword God will definitely not be his opponents. Now, it will be hard to say!!!"

"The outcome is unpredictable. From my point of view, this Yang Fan is completely determined to die. Do you really think that if he wins, no one can stop him?"

"That's it! The villain is successful! The True Dragon Son and the Little Sword God are either the True Dragon Invincible, or they can both be among the top five among the top ten seed monsters."

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"Yang Fan, I remember you!!!" Dressed in red, like a fiery phoenix, Fengxian, one of the three evil spirits in the Holy Land of True Martial Arts——Fengxianwu's beautiful eyes turned with different lights, as if she wanted to give Yang Fan Imprinted in the mind at once.

The other seed monsters also looked at Yang Fan with great interest.

"What a Yang Fan, interesting..."

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