149: C149 Your Luck Ends Here

C149 Your Luck Ends Here

3The Profound Artifact was a treasure used by Expert at the Martial Marquis Stage warriors. Every single one of them was priceless. Even the lowest grade low level low grade Profound Artifact was worth as much as a few 10000 Spirit Stoness. It was not an ordinary Low Grade Spiritual Stone, but a Middle Grade Spirit Stone. If it was a Middle Grade Xuan Artifact, its value could reach several hundred thousand, or even more than a million Middle Grade Spirit Stones!

"I'm really lucky. " Yang Fann's figure moved. He had already crossed several dozen zhang and appeared in front of the broken tombstone. He reached out with his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the tombstone. He lifted it up with force.

It was extremely strange. It was as if the flames from hell had shot up into the sky and vaporized the air in all directions. Even the space seemed to be slightly distorted!

What a black long saber. It was almost materialized into a murderous aura that surrounded the surroundings. Anyone who took a look at it would feel their mind trembling, as if they had fallen into the Nether Hell. If his mental cultivation base was slightly weaker and he used this saber, if he wasn't careful, he would forever sink into it and become the devil that only knew how to kill!

This was a blade of slaughter, a blade of evil!

"It's classified into the top of the Middle Grade Xuan Artifact!!!" Yang Fann carefully sized up this black saber. His heart slightly tightened, and an indescribable joy burst forth from his eyes. Ordinary Middle Grade Xuan Artifacts were worth nearly a million Middle Grade Spirit Stones. And this black long blade was close to a high-grade Profound Artifact. If he was willing to sell it, selling it for three million Middle Grade Spirit Stones wouldn't be a problem at all!

If three million Middle Grade Spirit Stones were converted into Low Grade Spiritual Stones, it would be 300 million Low Grade Spiritual Stones. If exchanged for Black Irons, it would be a total of three billion jin, 1. 5 million tons of Black Irons. When a Black Iron Battle Body cultivated to the Small Success Stage, it would only be a mere 10,000 tons of Black Irons. But when it cultivated to the Mastery, it would only be a million tons of Black Irons.

If Yang Fann sold this black long blade, not only would he have a chance to let the Black Iron Battle Body step into the Small Success Stage, he would also be able to take a big step towards the Mastery!

Of course, Yang Fann was just thinking about it. He would not do it. Yang Fann was still a Sabersman. With this long blade, Absolutely a great help. It was enough to increase his combat strength by several times!

"It is indeed worthy of being a Middle Grade Xuan Artifact. It is indeed sharp!!" Yang Fann's index finger gently touched the blade. He could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. With just a light touch, a cut was made on his finger. Yang Fann's physical body was almost comparable to a high-grade treasure weapon. If he used a little bit of force, even a supreme-grade treasure weapon wouldn't be able to block his saber. If he could refine it all. . . He could unleash the full power of this black saber, even if it was an ordinary low-grade profound artifact. Can't even take a few hits from him!

At this moment. . .

A group of people were speeding towards Yang Fann's location a few miles away. Clearly, the birth of this black blade had attracted the attention of many people!

"Someone is coming!" As soon as the group of people were three miles away from Yang Fann, he sensed something. His terrifying senses were comparable to a layer 1 Marquess. Even if they didn't release the Spiritual Sense, they wouldn't be able to escape from his senses within three miles!

In the next moment. . .

Yang Fann kept the black blade into his Universe Bag unhurriedly. The Profound Artifact that he hadn't refined was just a very sharp long blade. Furthermore, Yang Fann didn't think that this person had the qualifications to make him draw his blade!

After a period of time. . .

A Brilliant Sword Light flew over from the sky. The lingering charm of the Sword Qi filled the Void. A peerless swordsman walked out from the Sword Qi. He was wearing white clothes, his facial features were clear, and his spine was straight.

Autumn Rain Sword Han Qiuyu - the tenth person in the Iron Sword Sect's Earth Sword Rankings. Although he wasn't as good as Ann Xieyun and the other five great monsters, he was still one of the few monsters amongst the younger generation. He possessed the bloodline of a middle-grade rank-7. As long as he had some fortuitous encounters, he would have the possibility of not stepping into the Marquess Stage in the future, and becoming the ancestor of the sect!

Not long after, another seven people descended from the sky. All of them wore white clothes, carried swords on their backs, and were dressed in standard sword cultivators. They were all disciples of the Iron Sword Sect!

Although these people weren't as powerful as Han Qiuyu, they were still the best of the younger generation. Even the weakest of them had the strength to fight against the Mortal Board. The strongest amongst them wouldn't be much weaker than the tenth Earth Board from the Seven Stars Sect!

"Brother Han, he is Yang Fann!" A short disciple of the Iron Sword Sect exclaimed. There was an unconcealable joy in his voice. In the eyes of many disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, Yang Fann was a treasure in human form. He had twenty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones. Ten sword stones. Even if Han Qiuyu and Senior Brother got more, what they got was even less. That was not a small amount of money!

"Yang Fann, hand over the treasure. Then surrender and I will leave you with a complete corpse!" Han Qiuyu's tone was cold. He was like a high and mighty god, looking down at Yang Fann. He didn't put Yang Fann in his eyes at all. Han Qiuyu was very confident in his own strength. Besides, he still had the help of seven Junior Brother. With the combined strength of the eight of them, the entire Seven Stars Sect. . . Apart from the number one Earth Board, Thunder God Sword - Xiao Tian, they also had the ability to fight. Even if Yang Fann had some strength. . . Could he still be comparable to Dongfang Bai and Situ Jing?

Don't joke around. Even if Yang Fann started cultivating since he was young, he wouldn't be so terrifying!

"You want me to surrender without putting up a fight? With just a few of you trash!" Yang Fann was disdainful. Even the fourth person of the Earth Sword Rankings, black divine sword Ann Xieyun, had died under his iron fist. He also didn't know where these trash got their confidence from. How could they dare to speak to him like this?

"Yang Fann, don't you know what's good for you. I'll give you one last chance. "

"Go to hell. "

Yang Fann didn't wait for Han Qiuyu to finish his words. He let out a loud shout and moved his body. He thrust his palm at Han Qiuyu.

Although Yang Fann hadn't used his Black Iron Battle Body, he had also used the 8th layer power of the shell. No matter what, Han Qiuyu was the tenth person in the Earth Sword Rankings. If he was in the Seven Stars Sect, he would have a high chance of breaking into the top five of the Earth Board. In the blink of an eye, more than thirty million Cauldron Strength were unleashed. Wherever his strength went, everything would be destroyed!

"How is this possible!?" An endless sense of despair swept across Han Qiuyu's heart. It was as if he had fallen into absolute darkness, with no hope at all!

"No! Sword Breaking the Nine Heavens!"

In the nick of time, Han Qiuyu unleashed his strongest attack.0

The Sword Qi swept across ninety thousand miles, and it contained a supreme will, a Sword Force that was almost above the Nine Heavens!

It was as if under his sword, even the nine heavens would be shattered in an instant!

However, in front of absolute power, everything was futile!

After a while.

A terrifying force shattered the brilliant sword glow into pieces!

In the next moment. . .

The next moment, Yang Fann's body continued to expand in Han Qiuyu's pupils. He was like a supreme Heavenly God from the Nine Heavens, shining brightly. In an instant, he had taken away all of Han Qiuyu's mind!

At that very moment.

The remaining force struck Han Qiuyu's chest. The intermediate treasure weapon grade treasure garment was like a piece of paper. It broke with a single stab. A violent force penetrated his body. Along with the crisp sound of his ribs being crushed, there was also a creepy sound of his heart exploding. Han Qiuyu fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Han Qiuyu was instantly defeated by Yang Fann.

"Brother Han!"

One after another, sorrowful cries sounded out from the mouths of the Iron Sword Sect disciples. At the same time, endless fear and despair spread across their hearts. Han Qiuyu, Senior Brother, was the eighth person in their Iron Sword Sect's Earth Sword Rankings. His strength was even greater than many Sect Elder's. Even if the seven of them joined forces. . . None of them are his match. However, he was actually unable to block Yang Fann's palm. It was too terrifying!

"Let's run!"

At this moment, everything was thrown to the back of their minds. They only had one life. If they lost it, Everything would be gone. At the same time, their hearts were overflowing with hatred. That was their hatred towards Sky Sword Ancestor. They hated Sky Sword Ancestor for lying to them. Yang Fann was obviously very strong. If he didn't come and cause trouble for us, we were just lucky. We still want to kill him? This is completely forcing us to die!

"You want to escape? You really don't put me in your eyes at all. All of you, go to hell! " With a ferocious laugh, Yang Fann struck out with his palm. In an instant, a huge flaming palm that was a thousand feet in size descended from the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. This was the Sun Palm that he hadn't used in a long time!

Although the intermediate martial skill was of little value to the current Yang Fann, and couldn't provide any amplification effect, with the support of more than thirty million Cauldron Strength, it was still enough to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth, and burn mountains and boil seas!

"Rumble!!"

Wherever the flaming hand passed, everything, including materials, Voids and air currents, as well as the seven elites of the Iron Sword Sect, was vaporized. There were burn marks everywhere!!!

Right at this moment. . .

A light clapping sound came from not far away, "Yang Fann, I have to say, everyone in the world has underestimated you. Among the younger generation of Seven Stars Sect, there are very few who can defeat you. If you were given a few more years, even Shen Wushuang wouldn't be able to suppress you. It's a pity that you have met me. Your good luck will end here! "

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