Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fan propped his hands on the ground, tremblingly got up from the ground, suddenly his face turned red, and with a wow sound, he spat out a big mouthful of blood.

"Cough...cough... What a trick, the stake is big. It's really unpredictable. I almost fell into the hands of you old guy..." Yang Fan wiped Going to the corner of his mouth with lingering fear, he said with lingering fear, if it wasn't for the fact that the Dafa of Swallowing Heaven and Swallowing Earth was too against the sky, while improving his bloodline cultivation, it would also strengthen his physical body, making his physical body even stronger than many ninth-level beasts. It's more than worse, otherwise, he might really fall under this wooden stake today, even so, he also suffered a lot of internal injuries! ! !

"No...impossible, it's not true, it's not true, no one can forcefully eat me with a wooden stake and not die, hallucination, this must be an illusion..." Ma Yuanwu hoarse , like crazy, I can't believe it, I really can't believe it, the wooden stake Dafa is his strongest ultimate move, a fatal blow that condenses his life's skills, the power contained in it is terrifying, almost five thousand powerful, that is Those ninth-level celestial body cultivators who specialize in the physical body, under his lore blow, can only breathe out, not breathe in! ! !

"Old guy, if you didn't kill me, then you will be the one who died!!!" Yang Fan's mouth curled up, showing a trace of cruelty, and with a single step, he approached Ma Yuanwu step by step, with infinite murderous intent! ! !

"You...what do you want..." Ma Yuanwu took a step back involuntarily, like a little girl who was forced into an alley and was about to be raped by someone, panicked, and the stake was huge. As soon as the method comes out, either the enemy will die or I will die. Now, his body is exhausted and his physical strength is exhausted. He is not much stronger than an old man in his dying years. Just a high-level heaven warrior can kill him! ! !

"Why? Of course I'm sending you on your way!!!" Yang Fan looked down at Ma Yuanwu from a high position, with a trace of cat-and-mouse play on his face.

"You...don't mess around, I don't want the blood spirit grass, I just don't want it..." Ma Yuanwu continued to back away, his voice trembling slightly.

"You just want me to let you go, there is no such cheap thing in the world!!!"

"Young man, you...don't bully others too much, stay on the front line in everything, so we can meet each other in the future..." Suddenly, Ma Yuanwu seemed to remember something, and said loudly, "My great-grandson is your grandson. Ma Wenlong, one of the top ten disciples of the Tianquan lineage of the Seven Star Sect, is ranked eighteenth on the list, if you dare to hurt this old man, my great-grandson will definitely not let you go..."

People list This is the most prestigious list of the outer sect of the Seven Star Sect. There are a total of 108 seats on it. It lists the strongest 108 out of the tens of thousands of outer sect disciples from the seven major peaks of the Seven Star Sect. Each one is a young man. The top geniuses of a generation, as long as they don't fall halfway, have the ability to refine their spiritual bones before the age of 30 and be promoted to the core. Like Tang Feiyu, who fell in the hands of Yang Fan before, he is a strong person on the list, but the ranking is a bit low. It is worthy of being squeezed into the top 100 list, ranking 98th on the list! ! !

As for the top 20 people on the list, all of them are geniuses among geniuses. Their talents are outstanding, and they are all better than Yun Feiyang, the third person in their Kaiyang lineage. Every head of the outer sect would sell them a little bit of face, so he didn't dare to offend them casually.

"Ma Wenlong, eighteenth on the list? Are you threatening me with him?" Yang Fan froze slightly, and looked at Ma Yuanwu with some playfulness.

"Young man, the old man is not threatening you, but as the saying goes, it is not easy to get rid of enemies. Many friends are better than many enemies!!!" That's what he said, but Ma Yuanwu was so proud It's not hard to see that's what he meant.

If it was any other outer sect disciple, looking at Ma Wenlong's face at this moment, it is impossible to say that he would really stop here, and spare Ma Yuanwu's life, but it is a pity that he met Yang Fan. The three giants of the pulse - the master of Yun Feiyang! ! !

You must know that although Yun Feiyang's ranking on the people list is not as high as that of Ma Wenlong, it is not far behind, occupying the 28th place on the people list! ! !

But seeing Yang Fan's expression turned cold, he said, "Today I'm going to end my revenge, I want to see what Ma Wenlong can do to me!!!"

"Young...Young man, can you...do you really want to be an enemy of my good grandson?" Ma Yuanwu trembled all over, and said with a bit of sternness.

"A mere one person ranks eighteen, so what's the point of being an enemy?" Yang Fan smiled disdainfully. Now he has the power to overwhelm Yun Feiyang. Once he refines the blood spirit grass, his combat power will definitely be invincible. There will be a qualitative breakthrough. At that time, the entire Seven Star Sect's outer sect and seven branches, except for the top ten on the list, I am afraid that no one will be his opponent. It is good that Ma Wenlong does not seek revenge on himself. If he really does not know what is good, he will We must teach him how to behave! ! !

"You...don't make mistakes, my good grandson...is a peerless genius with a bloodline of the eighth rank... If you make an enemy of him, then It's the way to die..."

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about that, it's alright! Obediently get ready to go!!!" With a noncommittal smile, Yang Fan moved and appeared in front of Ma Yuanwu, raising his right hand high! ! !

"No...don't, don't kill me..." Ma Yuanwu twitched suddenly, his knees softened, and he knelt down directly, crying, "Everything is the old man's fault. Dare to hit your blood spirit grass idea, the old man is quite old, and there are not many years to live, so please show mercy and spare the old man's life, as long as you let me go, the old man can collect all his life Here you are..."

The older a person is, the more he is afraid of death. Sometimes this saying is not wrong at all. Ma Yuanwu really doesn't want to die if he doesn't want to die! ! !

"Noisy!!!" A look of disgust flashed across Yang Fan's eyes, and the breath in his body surged, and he slapped it with a palm in shock, beating Ma Yuanwu into a meat paste! ! !

"Ah, I'm a little impulsive!!!"

Seeing the blood splashed everywhere, a trace of pity flashed on Yang Fan's face. Ma Yuanwu is a strong man of the Nine Great Consummations, even if his bloodline is low, and he is a person with an eighth-grade bloodline, but swallowing him is enough to make his cultivation go further. .

But soon, Yang Fan's attention was attracted by a green light in the broken limb, which was the small Qiankun bag that Ma Yuanwu carried with him.

"Hey..." Yang Fan licked his lips, reached out and picked up the small Qiankun bag, then dragged his injured body and disappeared into the dense forest ahead.

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Half an hour later, a group of tyrannical figures appeared in front of the stump and broken arm. None of these people were weak, and they all had the cultivation base of the Seventh Heaven. .

"Ah! Father..." Looking at Ma Yuanwu's relatively complete head, the only ninth-level heavenly warrior immediately let out a heart-piercing scream, "Who is it! Who the hell is it! He actually laid such a cruel hand on you... Ah! This hatred is irreconcilable, even if all the water from all corners of the world is poured out, it will be difficult to wash it away!!!"

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