C187 Five star spirit fruit wind thunder fruit

"Rumble!"

He didn't even use a single layer of his physical strength. But the power contained in that palm far exceeded the imagination of the people, and after half a month of hard training, it had absorbed that fifty pounds of Mysterious Iron Heart and that ton of Mysterious Iron Essence. Although Yang Fan hadn't broken through to the initial stage of the Xuan Iron Battle Body, he was only a thin line away from it, and the pure strength of his flesh far surpassed the terrifying might of a hundred billion ding.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

It was like an explosion of primal chaos. Earth, fire, wind, water, everything within a radius of a hundred miles was blocked off by the violent energy, causing the Saber, Qi, and Dragon to be like a small snake in a cage. They were toyed around with and had no power to resist!

In less than a breath!

"Aooo!"

The faint sound of a flood dragon wailing before its death could be heard as its over a hundred feet long body exploded with a loud bang, collapsing into specks of bloody light.

In front of absolute strength, anything like quasi-Great Achievement realm death Knife Intent, or Euthanasia that had been tempered a thousand times, were all illusions!

"Ah …" How is this possible!? "How could you be so strong, how could you be so strong …" Under the support of the quasi-Great Achievement Knife Intent, even a Half-step Martial Lord who had stepped into the Martial Marquis Realm could possibly be killed by him. Even if it was their young generation's number one, Shen Wushuang, had to use all of his strength just to deal with this blade strike, but Yang Fan was like a fly that had just swatted him, and broke his Euthanasia with a wave of his hand. How preposterous was this!

"Go to hell to repent!" Yang Fan's face was gloomy, the invincible power continued to suppress the air, all of the surrounding air was completely sucked out, all of the substance was turned into nothingness!

"Ah, don't..."

At this moment of life and death, Xue Wuqing finally knew fear. He was a murderer, and the people who died at his hands, even if there were no tens of millions, there were at least a few million. However, this did not mean that he could calmly face death, and compared to others, he, Xue Wuqing, was even more afraid of death!

At this moment, Xue Wuqing seemed to see countless evil spirits baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Their faces were fierce, and they surged towards him from all directions like surging tidewater!

"Don't come over, don't come over …"

"Die!"

Yang Fan did not move at all. Someone like Blood Slaughter, who was able to slaughter millions of lives in order to practice devil arts, did not deserve to live in this world. If it were not for the circumstances, Yang Fan would not have been willing to kill him so easily. This kind of demon with a human skin, would not even be able to wash away the sins he had committed if he were to be punished by the millions.

"Rumble!"

At the peak of the Wanling Mountain.

"Rumble!"

A bloody light cut through the air and landed on an empty space, revealing a human figure. This person was around thirty years old, and he was around 1.8 meters tall, just like Xue Sha and Xue Wuqing, both wearing blood-red clothes. His aura was exceptionally dangerous, as though he was a peerless killing god that had walked out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

This blood-clothed man was none other than the number one person in the younger generation of Violet Spirit Sect, the one with the blood aura who fought with Xue Wuqing among the Four Great Sect, the one known as the Two Great Killing Gods of the younger generation — — Annihilation!

However, at this moment, the extermination process was slightly hurried. Those bewitching bloody eyes would occasionally flash with a trace of panic, as if they were dodging something!

At this moment …

"You won't be able to escape if you're slaughtered!" A slightly illusory voice that sounded like that of a god came from the front.

Just as he finished his sentence, a dazzling sword beam descended from the sky, from which emerged a young man dressed in a blue robe. An invisible saber Qi surrounded him, cutting through the void in all directions.

Destiny Blade Master — — Jing Wuming, the third person in Eight Desolate Saber Palace younger generation, and also the third Young Giants s heaven's pride level expert.

"Jing Wuming, with just you?" The Divine Sword was undisputed, and was the number one demon-level character of the Four Great Sects. Beneath him, was Blood Slaughter Xue Wuqing, the Giant Spirit God Mountain and his Bloody Hand Slaughterer, and although this Destiny Blade Master Jing Wuming was also classified as a Young Giants, he had barely stepped into the top rank of the Four Great Young Giants s. Amongst the Four Great Young Giants s, he was not even in the top ten, but he was far inferior to the others!

"Then what if you add me as well?" A voice that sounded like an Primordial Devil God came from behind him.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!" …

Almost at the same time, the earth started to shake violently, as though countless Giant Beast s were running up it. Very quickly, a person appeared 100 feet away from the place where the massacre took place, with both of his hands behind his back, eyes looking like a god, his aura was like an ancient giant god descending to the world, no one disregarded him, who fought with him, as though the born Emperor, was looking down on the world!

With every step he took, it was as if there were ten thousand tides of Giant Beast marching forward.

It was the Giant Spirit General who carried the bloodline of the ancient Giant Clan, had abnormal Iron Sword Sect, and was faintly known as the number one body cultivator of the younger generation of the Four Great Sect, the Giant Spirit General — — They had arrived at the Giant Mountain!

Unknowingly, Tu Yidao furrowed his brows. One Jing Wuming was nothing, but with the addition of the Giant Spirit General that was not inferior to him and was even slightly stronger, it was impossible for him to be a match for the two of them.

However, at this moment …

He looked to be about thirty years old, his handsome face was enough to make all the men jealous, his temperament was luxurious and overbearing, they might say that he was covering it, but it did not have the aura a Warrior should have, it looked so normal and ordinary, instead it was like a Wealthy Young Master who did not know any martial arts, his footsteps were light and nimble, if he was accompanied by a few servants, he would definitely be a Wealthy Young Master who came out to play.

Because he was Shen Wushuang, the indisputable number one among the younger generation of the four great Sect. His strength was bizarre and unfathomable, and practically no one was a match for him under the Ancestor Martial Marquis!

If there was only Jing Wu Ming and Great Mountain, even if he could not defeat them, he was fully confident in being able to break out. But with Shen Wushuang, it would not be as simple as one plus one equals two.

Unconsciously, his heart sank to its lowest point!

"Kill them, hand over the Anemone Fruit and I will let you go!" Shen Wushuang's voice was very calm, but it carried an irresistible determination.

"Shen Wushuang, I worked hard to obtain the Anemone Fruit. Are you trying to steal it?!" The Anemone Fruit was a legendary Five Star Spirit Fruit, it was so valuable that it had bloomed for five hundred years, five hundred years, and after that, it was above the five hundred year old Sanguinarum Fructus, not only did it have the effect of raising the bloodline, it could also become the true body of the acquired wind and thunder. As long as he swallowed that Anemone Fruit, he could immediately surpass Shen Wushuang and become the number one genius among the Four Sects, one of the most talented of the young generation, and could even transform into the first Grade Six Spirit Pulse user in the last thousand years or so, it was not impossible!

But now, Shen Wushuang actually wanted him to hand over the Anemone Fruit.

In the Warrior world, those who obstruct one's path to becoming a Dao would kill one's parents and live an irreconcilable life! In an instant, the endless killing intent surged in his heart!

"Hand over the Anemone Fruit or die!" Suddenly, Shen Wushuang's voice turned cold. The Anemone Fruit s, were they related to his successful promotion to the Grade Six Spirit Pulse, he was determined to obtain them. If not for the Wanling Mountain, he would have already snatched the Anemone Fruit from them.

They were all Young Giants, but no matter if it was the Colossal Mountain, or annihilation, or even Xue Wuqing, none of them were worthy of his attention. His opponents, had also never been them, the top three evildoers in the Heavenly Sword Ranking, and even the high and mighty Ancestor Martial Marquis, were his targets!

"Shen Wushuang, don't go too far!"