Invincible Bloodline

"What an ungrateful and poisonous woman, she is really insane!!!"

Yang Fan walked out from behind an ancient tree hugged by several people with a cold face. He was a little hesitant to kill them, but now he is no longer entangled. Such a crazy person should not survive at all. In the world! ! !

"What a brat who doesn't know how to live or die!!!" Zhang Xiaohui's pretty face turned cold, her eyes were full of murderous intent, suddenly, her delicate body shook, and she stared blankly at Yang Fan's left chest, "You... ...Are you a disciple of the Seven Star Sect?"

Although the robes specially issued by Qixingzong are different in color and even in different styles, without exception, they all have one thing in common, that is, under the left shoulder of the robes, they are all made of seven precious silks. The small stars are arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper. Of course, the identities of the disciples are different, and the colors of the stars are also different. Outer disciples like Yang Fan are silver white.

This is a common practice. Disciples of other major sects also have their own marks, so that the world can clearly distinguish their identities. Firstly, to prevent the same sect from meeting each other and not knowing each other, or even causing a farce of mutual cannibalism. Well, the most important thing for a famous sect is ostentation. How can a disciple walk in the rivers and lakes, like those casual cultivators in the rivers and lakes, be silent and unknown! ! !

"You do have some eyesight!!!" Yang Fan smiled proudly, for these casual cultivators, these sect disciples had a natural sense of superiority.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohui's beautiful eyes flashed with deep fear. The disciples of the sect are not easy to mess with. Not to mention their strong background, they are far from comparable to those casual cultivators in the world. Almost everyone has the power to leapfrog challenges, the most important thing What's more, she beat the young ones and drew out the old ones. With her mid-eighth level cultivation, she can be regarded as a strong one in the hundreds of miles of Hengyang City, but for the giant of the Seven Star Sect, she is not even an ant. Not even counting, just send out an inner disciple at random, and he can teach her how to behave in minutes! ! !

But soon, the fear in his eyes was replaced by infinite murderous intent. The Blood Spirit Grass mattered a lot. Once the news leaked out, there would be no place for him, Zhang Xiaohui, to live in the 100,000-mile territory of the Great Tang Kingdom! ! !

die! This kid will die no matter what today! ! !

"I can't afford to provoke a disciple like you, and I don't want to. If I want to blame, I'll blame you for seeing things you shouldn't see and hearing things you shouldn't hear. Today, I can't keep you!!!" Zhang Xiao Hui's voice was extremely cold, like Shura from the Nether Blood Sea! ! !

"Oh, are you so sure that you can keep me?" Yang Fan glanced at Zhang Xiaohui with some amusement. This Zhang Xiaohui's cultivation base is not bad, a small realm stronger than her, but her blood is too low, but only rank nine High-class bloodlines, and casual cultivators in Jianghu generally have a shallow foundation. They are from the Kaiyang lineage, and if they randomly come to a top 100 disciple, they may have the power to fight against them! ! !

"If it's a gold star inner sect, I'm still afraid of it. What's so good about a silver star outer sect like you? My wife kills you like a dog!!!" Zhang Xiaohui walked towards Yang Fan with a grin, with disdain in her eyes It is clear at a glance that she is afraid of Yang Fan, but only because of his status as a disciple of the Seven Star Sect, not because of his strength. The outer sects of the Seven Star Sect are generally in the middle-level pulse opening state. This is the limit, with her cultivation base, it's not easy to deal with the little warriors of the sixth level, "Boy, remember, the person who killed you was "Yuanyang Dao Zhang Xiaohui", so I won't go to hell to do it." A fool!!!"

"Kill me like a dog? I want to see how you kill me!!!" Yang Fan sneered, advancing instead of retreating.

"Boy! You are looking for death! Whirlwind Eighteen!!!"

"Whoo!", "Whoo!", "Whoo!"...

In an instant, Zhang Xiaohui slashed eighteen knives, eighteen invisible knives, roaring towards Yang Fan! ! !

The air billowed and exploded, and the ground continued to collapse! ! !

"This is your strength, weak! It's really too weak!!!" Yang Fan sneered, with a look of disappointment on his face. The strength of Dao Dao Dao is no more than a hundred tripods, and Tang Feiyu's Dao Qi is more than five hundred tripods. As for the number, it is more than ten times that of Zhang Xiaohui. Zongmen disciples are really weak enough.

"Break it for me!!!"

With a roar, the terrifying sound waves rolled like a tide, and in an instant, those eighteen invisible sword forces were shaken to pieces! ! !

"What... what? This... How is this possible! How is it possible! He is only a mere outer disciple, how could he have such power..." Zhang Xiaohui stared wide Eyes, heart terrified, whirlwind 18 cuts is her famous stunt, 18 swords combined strangulation, it is an ordinary warrior in the late eighth heaven, if she is not careful, she will end up dead and soulless, Zongmen Although the disciple is powerful and his background is far superior to those of casual cultivators in the Jianghu, he shouldn't be so exaggerated. Just a loud shout broke her strongest killer move! ! !

"If there is no other way, I will send you on the road?" Yang Fan stepped forward, with the charm of cat and mouse on his face! ! !

"You...you don't want to come here..." Zhang Xiaohui subconsciously took a step back, her voice trembling slightly, she was still as arrogant as before.

"It seems that there is no other way, then go to hell obediently!!!"

"No... don't kill me, don't kill me..." At this moment, Zhang Xiaohui panicked completely, and Yang Fan's roar was so shocking that Zhang Xiaohui couldn't help feeling excited. With a little bit of resistance, even his strongest ultimate move, Whirlwind Eighteen Slashes, couldn't withstand the opponent's roar. If he really made a move, he would never be his opponent! ! !

Yang Fan remained unmoved and continued to move forward. Every step she took seemed to be stepping on Zhang Xiaohui's heart. The huge pressure made her breathless! ! !

"Master... my lord, I would like to hand over the blood spirit grass, I would like to hand over the blood spirit grass..." When Yang Fan approached three meters away from Zhang Xiaohui, Zhang Xiaohui couldn't bear the huge pressure anymore. Under the pressure, he took out the white jade box containing the blood spirit grass from his bosom.

Looking at the white jade box that Zhang Xiaohui handed over, Yang Fan had to sigh again. Compared with the disciples of their sects, these Jianghu casual cultivators are really low. There is a small universe bag, this chapter Xiaohui is also a master of the eighth heaven, but she doesn't even have the lowest level of the small universe, I don't know how she has been doing it for so many years! ! !

Soon, the sigh in his eyes turned into a blazing fire, blood spirit grass, this is a two-star top-grade spirit grass that even high-ranking martial artists would be tempted by, and it will soon become his possession! ! !

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

The mutation suddenly rose, Zhang Xiaohui suddenly exploded, and a mandarin duck knife went straight to Yang Fan's heart! ! !

It's too late to say it! ! !

Just when the tip of the knife was three inches away from Yang Fan's heart, a big white hand clasped Zhang Xiaohui's wrist and pinched it hard, "Crack!!!" The sound of bones breaking and the mournful wailing sounded at the same time, The severe pain made Zhang Xiaohui unable to hold the Yuanyang knife in her hand anymore.

"Sneak attack? It's a good trick!!!" Holding Zhang Xiaohui's wrist, Yang Fan looked indifferent. This is a poisonous woman who even the benefactor who raised her can cruelly attack her. How could Yang Fan be unprepared for her! ! !

"My lord, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please, give me another chance... As long as you don't kill me, this concubine can do anything for you..." Chapter Xiaohui begged bitterly, her face was like a pear blossom, she looked so cute and pitiful, I really felt sorry for her.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohui's shirt fell off, and a pair of white and huge little white rabbits jumped out, an indescribable temptation! ! !

However, what was waiting for her was Yang Fan's ruthless palm, which directly shattered her celestial spirit cover. She couldn't understand to death why Yang Fan could be so cruel to kill such a delicate beauty like her. , isn't it the time when you are young and can't stand the temptation the most?

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Yang Fan glanced at Zhang Xiaohui contemptuously, wanting to seduce me? You must have underestimated me! If he really wanted a woman, with his current status in the Seven Star Sect, as long as he opened his mouth, there would be many female disciples willing to spend the night with him. He feels sick! ! !

Bending down, he took the white jade box containing the blood spirit grass from Zhang Xiaohui's hand, opened it, and immediately a strong medicinal fragrance came to his nostrils, "The whole body is blood red, the leaves are heart-shaped, and there seems to be blood surging inside the stem. , It is indeed blood spirit grass, good! good! good!" Putting the white jade box into the small Qiankun bag, Yang Fan's figure moved, and he fled forward. He could hear Zhang Xiaohui and Fang Baiyun's words clearly, so what? People from the Ma family will arrive at some point, it's better to leave this place as soon as possible! ! !

Before Yang Fan could go far, a roar full of anger suddenly sounded from behind him, "The little thief is going away, leaving behind the blood spirit grass!!!"

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