Invincible Bloodline

After much deliberation, he could not remember where he had offended this Jun Haoran. Yang Fan shook his head slightly and stopped thinking about it. As the old saying goes, when soldiers come, they will be covered by water and earth. It would be fine if Jun Haoran did not provoke him. Otherwise, Let him know what regret is! ! !

A quasi-sixth-grade spiritual vein, a tenth-level peak martial artist, and a peak-level swordsmanship, no matter which one of them is enough to make countless warriors look up to him. With these three points combined, even the middle-level martial princes may not be like this Jun Haoran. Opponent, but to Yang Fan, it is nothing. Before, the mid-level Wuhou was an ant that he could easily suppress. Now, after nearly a month of hard training, his combat power has increased several times. , to put it bluntly, he can kill a mere middle-level Wuhou with just one finger. The only people of the younger generation who can be treated with caution are those who are among the top ten in the Qingyun Ranking! ! !

at this time.......

"Boom!!!"

The space in all directions shook slightly. In an instant, everyone on the White Jade Square, including Yang Fan, felt a terrifying aura and pressure spread out, instantly covering the entire White Jade Square. ! ! !

next moment........

I saw several people coming through the air. The leader was wearing a purple robe. He was very noble. The movement on his body was unpredictable. Moreover, at a glance, it seemed that he had not practiced at all. He has no martial arts skills, and is just like a noble master in the mortal world, without a trace of cultivation. But what is shocking is that the entire White Jade Square is filled with a mysterious and terrifying pressure, and Between his eyebrows, there is a kind of peerless majesty that cannot be concealed. Every move seems to be capable of erupting a terrifying aura. This terrifying aura and pressure does not seem to be a secret technique at all. It was born out of this middle-aged man, as if every cell in his body was filled with an irresistible and terrifying force field, making people unable to help but kneel on the ground and bow to him. Worship! ! !

This person is none other than the supreme suzerain of the Seven Star Sect——Han Qianye! ! !

Behind Han Qianye, there are six middle-aged and elderly men in their fifties and sixties, all of them as powerful as the abyss. It seems that as long as they are willing, a casual glance can break the void and shatter the space.

One of them is an acquaintance of Yang Fan. He is in his early fifties, dressed in a green shirt, and looks as fluttering as a fairy. He is the Qingyun ancestor who led Yang Fan and other 180 inner and outer sect geniuses to the Demon Spirit Secret Realm that day. The other five people are The identity is self-evident, obviously, like the ancestor Qingyun, he is the elder of the Marquis Realm of the Seven Star Sect! ! !

The Battle of Qingyun Bang, the biggest feast for the young generation in the South Ridge Region, not only has an unspeakable temptation for a group of strong martial arts masters, but also has great benefits for the ancestors of Wuhou. You must know that the top geniuses from all over the world, although they have cultivated Although they may not have reached the realm of Marquis Wu, their actual combat power is not inferior to them at all, and even surpasses them! ! !

"Everyone is here, let's go!!!" Han Qianye smiled lightly without any nonsense. Suddenly, he moved his right hand, and a palm-sized green spaceship exuding a strong historical atmosphere appeared in front of him. hands.

With a casual throw, the palm-sized flying boat rose with the wind, and in a matter of breaths, it transformed into a behemoth that was hundreds of feet long and more than thirty feet wide. It could accommodate thousands of people at once without feeling crowded at all. , Yang Fan's Flying Dragon and Flying Boat are nothing compared to them, they are not of the same class at all! ! !

Seven Star Boat - a top-grade flying boat, one of the Seven Star Sect's heritage. It can reach fifty times the speed of sound at normal speed. If it explodes to the extreme, the speed can exceed one hundred times the speed of sound. It is precisely because of the Seven Star Boat that Han Qianye can reach this speed He just led the team to make their debut today. You must know that all previous Qingyun Wars were held in Gyeonggi Road, and Gyeonggi Road was the core of the Tang Dynasty. The journey to the west is far away, more than a million miles away. If we use a low-grade flying boat like Youlong flying boat, it will not take more than a week, which is simply a luxury! ! !

Soon, Han Qianye's figure moved, as if strolling in a courtyard, he leisurely boarded the Seven Star Boat! ! !

The other disciples and elders also turned into streams of light one after another and boarded the Seven Star Boat! ! !

"Whoosh!", "Whoosh!", "Whoosh!"......

The Seven Star Boat soared into the sky with such a fast speed that it seemed to be teleporting, and it was already out of the Seven Star Mountain Range in an instant.

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On the stern of the boat, Yang Fan dressed in black stood facing the wind, his long hair fluttering, and the clouds floating around him, as if he was exiled from the sky and wanted to become a fairy! ! !

"The Battle of Qingyun Ranking is the pinnacle feast for the young generation of Nanling Territory. I'm a little excited just thinking about it!!!" Yang Fan smiled confidently, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "I wonder if there is anyone among them who can let me fight with all my strength?"

As his cultivation strength continues to break through, in this era of martial arts decline, it is really difficult to find an opponent who can let him fight with all his strength. Even the leader of a sect like Han Qianye has a hard time. Forced to use all his strength! ! !

next moment.......

There was a hint of regret on Yang Fan's face, "It's a pity that for such a feast, Senior Brother Manniu and Brother Hu didn't get to meet each other!!!" As he had expected, the talents of Manniu and Qin Hu were too low. , after the Marrow Cleansing Pill cleansed the marrow and cut off the veins, he was only able to squeeze into the ranks of the ninth-grade upper-class bloodline. Even if he swallowed the black ink fruit, his spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of a second-level heavenly martial artist, but after swallowing a bone spirit After the grass, it still failed to break through to the realm of bone forging, and now the two are still in retreat! ! !

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A high-grade flying boat is a high-grade flying boat, not a low-grade flying boat like Youlong Flying Boat. In less than half a day, it has crossed several places and entered the Yunlong Road where fish and dragons are mixed.

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

A brilliant sword light fell directly from the sky and landed in front of the Seven Star Boat, revealing a huge divine sword shining with golden light. This sword was so huge that Yang Fan had never seen it in his life. It was over a thousand feet long and a hundred feet wide. On it, countless mysterious ancient talismans kept flickering, and golden sword light surrounded it, cutting everything in the four directions. Wherever the sword light passed, the space crystal wall system seemed like glass, with tiny cracks everywhere. ! ! !

The Divine Sword of Heaven - one of the most precious treasures of the Iron Sword Sect, was personally refined by the founder of the Iron Sword Sect, Ken Daozi. It is not only a peerless divine sword with unparalleled attacks, it is also a flying treasure. It is so fast that it is faster than Many of the top-rank flying boats are not bad at all, even worse! ! !

In the center of the Imperial Sword, there is a middle-aged man in white clothes. He is like a dazzling light source. People's eyes are unconsciously focused on him. His face is firm, his features are straight, and his spine is straight. The whole person is like Like a peerless divine sword, it pierced through the sky. His whole body seemed to be able to support the sky. His eyes were wide open, and deep in his pupils there was the terrifying sword intention of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect. Vaguely, it seemed that he could Seeing a world of swordsmanship, countless swordsmen appeared in it, wielding their swords, and performing the most exquisite sword moves. It seemed that just one look could make people advance in swordsmanship! ! !

Sword God - Dugu Yifang, the contemporary suzerain of the Iron Sword Sect, is faintly known as the number one swordsman in the Tang Dynasty! ! !

Immediately behind Dugu Fang are nine peerless sword cultivators with soaring sword intent. One of them is an old acquaintance of Yang Fan. Ninety thousand miles across, one sword is radiant and cold in nineteen states, the whole body is flowing with jeweled aura, the sword aura in the eyes is overwhelming, just a single glance can burst out the terrifying sword aura that frightens ghosts and gods, making people explode with a sword! ! !

It's not the Supreme Elder of Iron Sword Sect—who is Tianjian Daoist! ! !

At this moment, Tianjian Daoist also happened to cast his eyes on Yang Fan, and the two eyes met. Tianjian Daoist's eyes instantly burst into incomparable horror and murderous intent. His own Tianjiao died one after another in the secret realm of demon spirits. This little beast is still alive Without death, it is simply an unpardonable sin! ! !

"Hehe, it's really a narrow road to the enemy!!!" Yang Fan licked his lower lip, his eyes flashed murderous intent, the sinister face of this old dog in the desert of Ssangyong is still vivid in his memory, and in the secret realm of demon spirits, those are How arrogant and domineering, treating him like a pig and dog, wanting to take his head to receive a reward! ! !

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thank you for the reward from my little friend, the Dragon Rider in the Ancient Tomb. There are only fourteen flowers left, and eighty flowers are enough. Brothers who have flowers, please don’t be stingy with the flowers in your hands! ! !