Invincible Bloodline

Chapter 149: Your luck ends here

Mysterious weapons are treasures used by the strong men of Wuhou. Each piece is priceless. Even the lowest-grade low-grade mysterious weapons are worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones. They are not ordinary low-grade spiritual stones. Instead, one middle-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to a hundred. If it is a middle-grade mysterious weapon, its value is so high that it is hundreds of thousands, or even more than a million middle-grade spiritual stones! ! !

"Good luck! It's really good luck!!!" As soon as the figure moved, Yang Fan had crossed the book ten feet and appeared in front of the broken tombstone. He reached out with his right hand, grabbed the exposed handle of the knife, and pushed hard Last mention! ! !

"Boom!!!"

It was extremely weird, as if the flames from hell were rising into the sky, evaporating all the air in all directions, and even the space was faintly distorted! ! !

What a long black knife, with almost solid evil spirit surrounding it. Just looking at it makes people feel shaken, and they feel like they are falling into the netherworld. If their mental cultivation is a little poor, if they are good at using this knife, they will have a little bit of trouble. If you are not careful, you will sink into it forever and become the killer who only knows how to kill! ! !

This is a killing knife, a demonic knife! ! !

"Mid-grade mysterious weapon, and it is also among the top among middle-grade mysterious weapons!!!" After carefully looking at the long black knife, Yang Fan's heart condensed slightly, and an unspeakable surprise burst out in his eyes. , an ordinary middle-grade mysterious weapon is worth nearly one million middle-grade spiritual stones, and the black long knife is almost a high-grade mysterious weapon. If he is willing to sell it, selling it for three million middle-grade spiritual stones will definitely not be a problem! ! !

Three million mid-grade spiritual stones, if converted into low-grade spiritual stones, would be 300 million low-grade spiritual stones. If converted into black iron, it would be a full three billion kilograms, 1.5 million tons of black iron. You must know black iron The combat body that has been cultivated to the level of Xiaocheng will only have tens of thousands of tons of black iron, and the battle body that has been cultivated to the level of Dacheng will only have tens of millions of tons of black iron.

By selling this black sword, Yang Fan is not only expected to allow the Black Iron Battle Body to reach the realm of Xiaocheng, but also take a big step towards the realm of Dacheng! ! !

Of course, Yang Fan just thought that he would not do such a thing of killing a chicken to lay eggs. Don't forget, Yang Fan is still a swordsman. With this long sword, it will definitely be even more powerful, enough to make his combat power show. The geometric multiple skyrocketed! ! !

"Hiss! It's indeed a middle-grade profound weapon, it's really sharp!!!" Yang Fan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air as his index finger touched the blade lightly. With just such a gentle move, his finger was cut. You know, Yang Fan's physical body is almost comparable to a top-grade treasure. If he uses a little force, even a top-grade treasure can't block his sword. If he can refine it all and exert the full power of this black sword, it will be just average. Even a low-grade mysterious weapon can't withstand a few of his swords! ! !

at this time........

A few miles away, a group of people were galloping towards the place where Yang Fan was. Obviously, the birth of this black knife has attracted the attention of many people! ! !

"Someone is coming!!!" The group of people had just approached Yang Fan's place three miles away, and Yang Fan had a sense. The terrifying sense comparable to that of a first-level Wuhou was no joke. Even if he had not released his spiritual consciousness, he could not escape him within a radius of three miles. five senses! ! !

next moment........

Yang Fan unhurriedly put the black knife into the Qiankun Bag. There was no refined mysterious weapon, which was a particularly sharp long knife, and Yang Fan did not think that the person who came had the qualifications to let him draw the knife! ! !

After counting interest! ! !

"Boom!!!"

A flash of brilliant sword light flew from the sky, and the lingering aura of sword energy permeated the void. From the sword energy, a peerless swordsman walked out, dressed in white, with distinct features and straight spine, like a peerless divine sword, piercing through the The sky is sharp and invincible! ! !

Qiu Yujian Han Qiuyu—the tenth person on the Iron Sword Sect's sword list, although not as good as the five evildoers such as An Xieyun, but he is also a number of evildoers in the younger generation. Realm, the possibility of claiming ancestry! ! !

Not long after, seven more people descended from the sky, all of them were dressed in white, carrying swords on their backs, and they were all disciples of the Iron Sword Sect! ! !

Although these people are far less powerful than Han Qiuyu, they are all the best among the younger generation. The weakest one is as strong as the top 30 in the enemy list, and the strongest is the tenth in the seven-star sect list. If people come, they won’t be much weaker! ! !

"Senior Brother Han, it's that kid Yang Fan!!!" A somewhat short Iron Sword Sect disciple exclaimed, with unconcealable joy in his voice. In the eyes of many Iron Sword Sect disciples, Yang Fan was a human-shaped treasure. The temptation of 20,000 middle-grade spirit stones and ten sword stones is no joke. Even if Senior Brother Han Qiuyu eats meat and they drink soup, that is still a considerable income! ! !

"Yang Fan, hand over the treasure, and then capture it without a fight. I can leave you a whole body!!!" Han Qiuyu's tone was indifferent, like a high god, overlooking Yang Fan, not paying attention to Yang Fan at all, for himself Han Qiuyu is full of confidence in his strength, not to mention that there are seven juniors to help, combined with the strength of the eight of them, all the members of the Seven Star Sect, except for the Heavenly Thunder God Sword, who is number one on the list - Xiao Tian, ​​all have the power to fight. Even if Yang Fan has some strength, is it possible that he can still compete with Dongfang Bai and Situ Jing?

Don't be kidding, even if Yang Fan starts to practice in the womb, it is impossible for him to be so terrifying! ! !

"You want me to be captured without any help? Just because of you losers!!!" Disdain, so disdainful that even the fourth person on their sword list, the black-clothed divine sword An Xieyun, died miserably under his iron fist. How could these losers have the confidence to talk to him like this! ! !

"Yang Fan, don't make a toast without being punished! I will give you one last chance..."

"Paralyze you! Die for me!!!"

Before Han Qiuyu finished chirping, Yang Fan shouted loudly, moved his body, and slapped Han Qiuyu with one palm, hitting him as fast as he wanted, with great force and resoluteness! ! !

With this palm, although Yang Fan did not explode the black iron combat body, he also brought up the power of eight layers of flesh. Han Qiuyu is also the tenth person on the Earth Sword Ranking. Put in their Seven Star Sect, he is almost able to hit the top five on the Earth Ranking. Maybe, in an instant, a huge force exceeding 30 million cauldrons was blasted out, and wherever the power went, everything collapsed! ! !

"Ah! How is it possible!!!" A breath of endless despair swept deeply into Han Qiuyu's heart. His whole person seemed to be plunged into absolute darkness, without a trace of hope! ! !

"Ah! No! Break it for me! The sword breaks through the nine heavens!!!"

At the critical moment, Han Qiuyu unleashed his strongest sword.

"Boom!!!"

When the sword comes out, the sword energy stretches across ninety thousand miles, and it contains a supreme meaning. It is a shocking sword power that is almost superior to the nine heavens! ! !

It seems that with this sword, even the sky will be shattered in an instant! ! !

However, in the face of absolute power, everything is in vain! ! !

Not a breath! ! !

The terrifying power blasted the brilliant sword light into pieces and completely disintegrated! ! !

next moment.........

Yang Fan's body, in Han Qiuyu's pupils, continued to expand, like a supreme god from the nine heavens, shining brightly, and in an instant, it took away all of Han Qiuyu's mind! ! !

It's too late, it's faster than that! ! !

"Boom!"

The remaining power suddenly bombarded Han Qiuyu's heart. The middle-grade treasure-level treasure clothes were like paper. , there was a blood-curdling heart bursting sound, and immediately Han Qiuyu fell from the sky like a kite with its string broken! ! !

Instant kill! A flash sale without any controversy! ! !

"Ah! Senior Brother Han!!!"

A cry of sorrow rang out from the mouths of the Iron Sword Sect disciples, and at the same time endless panic and despair spread in their hearts. Senior Brother Han Qiuyu was the eighth member of their Iron Sword Sect's sword list. His strength was even higher than Many sect elders have done it worse. Even if the seven of them join forces, they may not be their opponents. But such a strong person can't block Yang Fan's palm. It's terrible! It's really terrible. ! ! !

"Run! Run away!!!"

At this moment, they had forgotten all the treasures and sect rewards. They only had one life, and if it was gone, there would be nothing. At the same time, the hatred in their hearts was overwhelming. It was for the ancestor of Tianjian. The hatred, the paralysis, are you as deceptive as you? What kind of little sheep is this Yang Fan? It’s totally better to die than us! ! !

"Want to escape? Is it just a display for me? Let me die for everything!!!" With a grin, Yang Fan slapped out with a palm, and in an instant, a huge flaming hand the size of a hundred feet fell from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, but it was that The Fierce Sun Palm has not been used for a long time!

Although middle-grade martial arts are useless to today's Yang Fan and have little effect on amplification, with the support of over 30 million cauldrons, they are still enough to destroy heaven and earth, burn mountains and boil seas! ! !

"Boom!!!"

Wherever the big hand of flame passed, everything, matter, void, airflow... including the seven elites of the Iron Sword Sect, were all evaporated, and there were traces of burning in all directions! ! ! !

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

"Papa..." A brisk applause came from not far away, "Yang Fan, I have to say that the world has underestimated you. Among the younger generation of the Seven Star Sect, who can beat you, I am afraid that there are very few, if you are given a few more years, even Shen Wushuang will not be able to suppress you, but unfortunately you have met this seat, and your good luck will come to an end!!!"

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to my friend Xueyu々天天 for your support, there are only two flowers left, and there are only forty flowers! ! !

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