Invincible Bloodline

C14 Geniuses Gathered



C14 Geniuses Gathered

0In a secret cave at the back of the Ink Bamboo Peak, Yang Fann was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. His handsome face was brimming with confidence. In the blink of an eye, the trip to the Bronze Warriors' Lane was right in front of him. Tomorrow would be the annual war of Bronze Warriors' Lane in the Seven Stars Sect!    

    

In ten days, Yang Fann's ability had improved by leaps and bounds. He was only a step away from the Sixth Layer. At this moment, he was trying to break through to the Pulse Opening Stage Sixth Layer!    

    

The Spiritual Energy in his body was like a surging river. Yang Fann let out a long roar and suddenly stood up from the ground!    

    

Pulse Opening Stage Sixth Layer!    

    

The Upper-class Meridian Invigorating Pill was indeed worthy of being called a Upper-class Elixir. It was an excellent spiritual medicine for a Sixth Layer Huge Perfection martial artist to break through to the Seventh Layer realm. A single Upper-class Meridian Invigorating Pill was comparable to the energy contained within several Fifth Grade Exotic Beasts!    

    

Yang Fann's feet moved, and he immediately leapt forward. As his cultivation base and bloodline changed, Yang Fann's strength and speed both increased by leaps and bounds. Every step he took was more than ten meters. Like a sharp arrow, he pierced through the air, and in less than a second, he had already left the deep cave.    

    

Yang Fann let out a loud roar, and his aura was like that of a tiger. He suddenly rushed into the dense forest filled with weeds and trees. All the bones in his body exploded, and his muscles and skin were surging. Yang Fann kicked out with his leg, and a heart-wrenching sound burst out in the air. A very thick tree was completely broken by Yang Fann's violent leg strength, and it collapsed with a loud bang!    

    

Immediately after that, Yang Fann used both his hands and feet to throw out more than ten punches and kicks. He was like a woodcutter. His fists were like iron fists, his legs were like knives and axes, and the towering ancient trees were chopped off one by one.    

    

After finishing the set of Wild Bull Pulse Opening Fist, Yang Fann's body remained motionless, like a thousand feet tall mountain. The airflow above his head was surging, and it actually faintly condensed into the shadow of a Manniu. It looked up at the sky and let out a long roar, and its might shook the world!    

    

The sign of Pulse Opening Stage Niu's fist breaking through to the Transformation Stage was the formation of a strange image and the appearance of Manniu!    

    

All of a sudden, Yang Fann's Qi changed. His hair flew up into the air, and steam rose from it. It made him look like the legendary King Kong of Fire. He waved his palm, and heat waves gushed out, burning the air as if it was boiling water!    

    

All of a sudden, Yang Fann struck out a huge palm print. It was several meters in size, and it was entirely red. It was scorching hot and could burn anything in the world! It was the Yellow-level Inferior Martial Technique that Lei Bao had relied on to become famous for, and it was called the Ardent Sun Art. After Yang Fann crippled Lei Bao that night, all of Lei Bao's possessions had been plundered by Yang Fann, and one of them was the Sun Palm!    

    

The next moment.    

    

The Sun Palm suddenly exploded and turned into terrifying golden flames. Clouds of mushroom clouds rose into the air. The trees, shrubs, flowers, and rocks within a radius of 30 meters were all burnt to ashes, leaving behind ashes on the ground!!    

    

"The Yellow Level Martial Skill is the Yellow Level Martial Skill. There is a qualitative difference between it and the basic martial skill!" Yang Fann looked at the scorched earth in front of him and smiled with satisfaction. This was only a Sun Palm that was close to the Mastery. Once it was fully mastered, or even the Perfection, its power would be unimaginable. If he struck out with his palm, the area within a hundred meter radius would be turned into a sea of fire.    

    

"Dad, let me make up for your regret. Tomorrow, in the battle of Bronze Warriors' Lane, I will definitely stand out and shock the world!" A bright light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes, and an incomparable heroic spirit suddenly rose in his heart.    

    

The Seven Stars Sect had over a hundred thousand servant disciples, but all the disciples of the ninth level were at the Second Layer of Pulse Opening Stage. A Third Level Pulse Opening Stage was already considered a peak expert. A Pulse Opening Stage Fourth Layer was considered a expert in all the Servicemen's Peak, and a Fifth Level Pulse Opening Stage was an expert amongst experts. There might not even be a few in the Servicemen's Peak. As for Pulse Opening Stage Sixth Layer, there were very few of them.    

    

Furthermore, Yang Fann was not an ordinary Sixth Empyrean martial artist. He was a genius who possessed a Eighth Grade Bloodline!    

    

After dawn, manager and Zhao Yiming of the Ink Bamboo Peak, who wore embroidered clothes and had an extraordinary bearing, and had a pair of slightly frosted sideburns, led a few servant disciples down to the Ink Bamboo Peak.    

    

One of them was dressed in black, and he was about fifteen years old. His young and tender face carried a maturity and steadiness that did not match his age. Vaguely, there was a maturity and steadiness on his face that did not match his age. There was also a hint of killing intent. This person was none other than Yang Fann.    

    

There were five people behind Yang Fann. One of them was around twenty years old. His thick black eyebrows were like two sharp swords, slanted to the sides of his temples. His eyes were glowing red. He looked so evil and proud. He held his back. His lips were slightly curled, and there was a wicked smile on his face. It attracted people's attention, as well as his long flowing hair. It gave people a very evil feeling!    

    

He was the Yun Xihua who wanted to compete with Lei Bao for the number one person in the Ink Bamboo Peak, but Yang Fann had appeared out of nowhere. Defeating Lei Bao had turned everything into empty talk. He looked at Yang Fann, who was following closely behind Zhao Yiming, walking with light steps. A trace of helplessness flashed across Yun Xihua's wicked eyes. He still had the confidence to compete with Lei Bao. However, he didn't have much confidence in Yang Fann, who had destroyed Lei Bao with a single punch. Furthermore, he had a feeling that compared to the past ten days. . . Yang Fann's strength had once again improved significantly.    

    

On Yun Xihua's left was a tall and slender Young Man who was seventeen or eighteen years old. He wore a long blue robe that fluttered in the wind. His facial features were handsome and angular. His eyes were deep and gave people a gentle and lively feeling. It could be said that this blue-clothed man had a unique temperament. It was very easy for him to get close to others and make them feel good about him.    

    

Han Yunfei - the famous modest gentleman among the 600 servant disciple in Ink Bamboo Peak. He was two years earlier than Yang Fann, and he was at the peak of the Late Fourth Layer. He was undoubtedly the third person in Ink Bamboo Peak!    

    

There was another man with a muscular body, but he didn't look very tall and sturdy. He was 18 years old, and had a handsome face. His eyes were as deep as the stars, and his nose was tall and straight. He had a faint smile on his face, giving people a feeling that he was easy to get along with.    

    

However, this was just his appearance. Xiao Ye was famous for being temperamental. He and Lei Bao were known as the two tyrants of the Ink Bamboo Peak. Ever since he went up the mountain, he had injured and crippled a lot of servant disciples.    

    

On the left side of Xiao Ye, there was a handsome young man in white clothes. He was not much older than Yang Fann, and he looked quite handsome. He looked free and unrestrained, like a prodigal son.    

    

Bai Feiyun was a Pulse Opening Stage Martial Cultivator at the Early Period of Fourth Layer, and his talent was very strong. He wasn't any weaker than Yun Xihua, and he was even stronger than him. One should know that he and Yang Fann were both new Beginning warriors. In just a year, he had such a high cultivation base, and it was obvious how talented he was!    

    

The last person was a burly man who was as strong as Manniu. He had a face full of sparse stubble, and he looked like an uncle in his thirties. In his bright eyes, there was a trace of melancholy, melancholy, and confusion.    

    

Tuoba Hong was the elder brother of many servant disciple in the Ink Bamboo Peak. Five years had passed. This was his last chance. If he couldn't pass the battle in Bronze Warriors' Lane. . . He could only leave, but his talent was only above average. He couldn't be compared to Yun Xihua and Han Yunfei. He had been cultivating hard for five years. He had barely broken through to the Fourth Empyrean Stage. It would be difficult for him to break through!    

    

The Peak-Bound had the intention of reaching the heavens in a single bound. It was a thousand zhang tall, like a peerless divine spear that pierced into the clouds. The scenery on it was beautiful, and the mist was like smoke that lingered on the mountaintop. The foot of the mountain was filled with flowing water, and ancient trees were wrapped around the old vines. It was a very quiet place!    

    

The Bronze Warriors' Lane that Yang Fann and the others were about to explore was built halfway up the mountain of the Peak-Bound. When Yang Fann and the others arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw that there were already many Peak-Bounds standing or sitting on the ground in front of them.    

    

"So many people, so many experts. " s. The number of participants wouldn't be less than a thousand.    

    

There wasn't a single weakling among these people. One must know that the lowest requirement for the Breakthrough competition in the Bronze Warriors' Lane was to be at the Pulse Opening Stage Fourth Layer! Furthermore, the bloodline of most people wasn't low. The lowest grade was at the Ninth-class Medium Bloodline, and the bloodline of a Rank-9 High Grade was at least one or two out of ten people!    

    

Yun Xihua was considered one of the top geniuses in Ink Bamboo Peak, but in this place, he was at most just an ordinary genius!    

    

Unknowingly, many people's faces were filled with bitterness, and the oldest among them, Tuoba Hong, had a look of despair on his face!    

    


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