Invincible Bloodline

The Stellar Saint and their love ~ The female star, Wen Leixin, had an unconcealable uneasiness and uneasiness on her face. Even with Yang Fann's guarantee, the father and daughter were still worried about personal gains and losses. The son of Holy Lord. These four words were like a huge mountain, pressing down on them until they couldn't breathe.    

Yang Fann would help them, but how much effort would he put in? They really had no idea.    

Holy Lord was an invincible existence that had surpassed the Nine Stars Great Saint. To them, he was no different from the high and mighty Saint Sovereign.    

Actually, Xing Wen Leixin had thought of escaping from Star Pattern Holy City and Eastern Wastelands, but it was easy to think about it. If she really wanted to do it. . . How could it be that simple? She was afraid that she would be captured by that evil young master not long after she left Star Pattern Holy City.    

Although there was no evidence, she had a feeling that. . . Her actions were all under the control of that evil young master.    

And even if she could really escape. . . Her father, what about her family?    

At that time, she would definitely be completely extinguished by that evil young master's fury.    

With the strength that the evil young master possessed, wanting to annihilate their Starmark Clan was absolutely not harder than crushing an ant.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

An arrogant and domineering voice came from outside the hall. "Old Man Xing Wen, what are your considerations? Are you going to obediently let your daughter become my concubine or are you going to resist to the end and wait for me to annihilate your Xing Wen Clan before taking your daughter away?"    

The next moment. . .    

Two figures, one white and one grey, walked in from outside the hall as though no one else was present.    

The one in front was a young man in white who looked to be in his thirties. He had handsome facial features, sword-shaped eyebrows, and starry eyes. He was a rare handsome man, but his lips were a bit thin. He gave off a sense of hypocrisy, and his skin was a little dark. His expression and bearing had a lively aura. His eyes were arrogant, as if he was born superior to others. He did not put anyone in his eyes.    

A one star Quasi-Saint cultivation base was nothing in the entire Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts. He could only be considered as one of the top experts, but in the Eastern Wastelands, he was already worthy of being called a expert.    

Not far behind him was an old man in grey clothes. His Qi was ordinary and ordinary, like an ordinary old man with a martial arts. It was easy to ignore him, but occasionally, he would reveal a trace of his Qi, which made people feel as if an ancient ferocious beast was awakening. Even the Five Stars Quasi-saint from the Stellar Saint was trembling in fear.    

"A Eight Stars Great Saint?" Yang Fann's eyes flashed. It was just a glance. A Eight Stars Great Saint. Furthermore, he was a late Eight Stars Great Saint. If it was a few years ago. . . Even the Lightning Great Saints under his command were no match for this old man in grey. Of course, it was a different story now. With the help of Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord, After suppressing the five great Saint Master Golden Dragons of Saint Master Golden Dragon, all their treasures naturally fell into Yang Fann's hands. To those ordinary Holy Lord, the Quasi-Saint Tool was just an extravagant hope. However, for a Half-Step Saint like Saint Master Golden Dragon, a normal low grade Quasi-Saint Tool. . . It was a common sight. One should know that the Golden Dragon Clan was one of the top ten super families in the Sea Clan. At its peak, they had produced Holy Beasts before. And there was more than one of them, not to mention the Quasi-Saint Tool. Even the Golden Dragon Clan still had a true saint artifact. The reason why the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts sent out such a magnificent lineup on that day. . . The reason why the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts had sent such a powerful force to deal with the Golden Dragon Clan was because of that saint weapon.    

As for Saint Master Golden Dragon, as the current patriarch of the Golden Dragon Clan, he had a total of nine Quasi-Saint Tools on him. One of them was a high grade Quasi-Saint Tool.    

Although the Ancient Vicious Alligator Clan wasn't as powerful as the Golden Dragon Clan, they were still one of the top clans in the Sea Clan. At its peak, there had been a few Huge Perfection Half-Step Saint warriors. As one of the top combat strength of the Ancient Alligator Clan, the Four Evil Alligator Clan's net worth couldn't be compared to Saint Master Golden Dragon's. There was still one Quasi-Saint Tool per person, and that was especially true for their boss. There were three Quasi-Saint Tools with him, and one of them was even a intermediate Quasi-Saint Tool.    

After obtaining this batch of fifteen Quasi-Saint Tool, besides the high-grade Quasi-Saint Tool and the three intermediate Quasi-Saint Tools, Yang Fann gave all the other eleven Yang Fanns to the thirteen Great Saints under his command, giving each of them a low-grade Quasi-Saint Tool.    

S was even higher.    

Not to mention the half-step Holy Lord, even many Holy Lord would be envious and jealous of such luxurious equipment.    

With the cultivation base of a Eight Stars Eight Stars Great Saint, although he couldn't unleash the full power of the Quasi-Saint Tool, it was still enough to increase his combat strength by a hundred, a thousand times. Not only that, he could easily beat some Ninth Star early stage Great Saints.    

This wasn't the Nine Stars Great Saint of those small powers in the outside world, but the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. Nine Stars early stage Great Saints.    

"It seems like Fang Hong really values this son!"    

Eight Stars Great Saint, even in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. His status was no less than an ordinary Alternate Young Master, and he was even the young master with slightly weaker talent. The guard beside him was merely a Half-step Great Saint.    

. . .    

In just a breath's time.    

Fang Yi had already arrived in front of the Stellar Saint. He looked down at the Stellar Saint from above, and his eyes were flickering with traces of a cat teasing a mouse, "There's only one chance. Old man Xing Wen, you have to think it through before answering. "    

"This. . . This. . . This. . . " The Stellar Saint was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. No matter which choice it was, It was not something he was willing to accept. His Royal Highness Yang Fan, hurry up and come out.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

"Uncle Xing Wen, with my cousin backing you up, what are you afraid of him for? With his bear like appearance, he still wants to take Miss Xing Wen as his concubine. He didn't even look at himself in the mirror to see what he looks like. Truly a toad wanting to eat swan meat. " A delicate shout sounded from the back of the hall.    

It was Luo Jiahui who was the first to be unable to take a look and spoke.    

"Phew. . . " Hearing this, Stellar Saint let out a long breath. Although it wasn't Yang Fann who spoke, it wasn't much different.    

Fang Yi, who had been focusing all his attention on the father and daughter of the Stellar Saint, finally noticed Yang Fann, who was standing behind the main hall. The group of people were burning with anger. They thought of Fang Yi, the son of a senior elder. Since young, everyone had been very respectful to him. When had he ever been looked down upon by others? They actually called him a toad who wanted to eat swan meat. He deserved to die ten thousand times for his crimes.    

However, when they saw the true faces of Luo Jiahui and the other two girls, the fury in their eyes. . . Kekeke. . . I really didn't expect this. I can't believe a tiny five-star holy city has three of these. . . Luck! It's really my luck. . . How dare you speak to me like that? I will definitely let you taste my power. I will let you know what is called 'Desire to Death', hehehehe. . . "    

At this moment, even the Star Pattern Leixin was thrown to the back of Fang Yi's mind. It did not mean that Luo Jiahui and the other two girls' looks far exceeded the Star Pattern Leixin's. At most, the three of them were with the Star Pattern Leixin. They were almost on par with each other and might even be slightly inferior. What Fang Yi really valued was the natural endowments of the three girls.    

As the three girls closest to Yang Fann, Luo Jiahui and the other two girls had obtained many benefits over the years. It was enough to make countless Holy Lord's expert envious. At this moment, the innate talent of the three girls was extremely high. Although they couldn't be compared to Xiao Sifan, who was constantly being cleansed by Yang Fann's origin power, they were still not much different. All of them had stepped into the Rank-9 Sovereign bloodline, and amongst the many Rank-9 Sovereign bloodlines. . . Compared to Xing Wenxin, who had just barely stepped into the rank 8 Sovereign Bloodline, they were all at the same level. She was more than a thousand times stronger.    

Here, he had to thank Saint Master Golden Dragon and the other five great experts once again. They were good people! They were really good people!    

Fang Yi could be considered a person with great destiny. He had encountered fortuitous opportunities since he was young. He'd obtained the inheritance of Old Man He Huan, a person of the evil path from the primeval times, and he was skilled in the Dao of Acacia and Acacia. Originally, he was only a Seventh-rank Emperor Meridian user, but amongst the many heirs of Fang Hong. . . He could only rely on the Yin Yang Acacia Technique. He could use the Yin to nourish the Yang, allowing his innate talent to. . . He slowly advanced to the Rank-9 Sovereign Bloodline, and stood out from his many brothers. He became one of the few heirs that Fang Hong valued the most. Luo Jiahui and the other two girls were the best tonics in the world to Fang Yi. After harvesting the three girls, his bloodline latent talent. . . He would definitely be able to take another big step forward, and even break through the limit of Rank-9 Sovereign Bloodline in one go. It wasn't impossible for him to become a Holy Bloodline.    

If he could obtain them, he must obtain them.    

In his eyes. . . Fang Yi, who only had Luo Jiahui and the other two girls, didn't notice that Black-Clothed Youth's eyes were flickering with the most brutal killing intent.    

. . .    

"Fang Yi, you are courting death!"    

. . .