"Leave the Holy Blood Fruit, otherwise you won't be able to leave the dojo."
In the sky, ripples appeared in the void, as if the ocean was surging. Fenghua flew quickly, followed by a group of martial kings and demon kings, and everyone's eyes were red.
The Holy Blood Fruit was cultivated by the Demon Emperor Huangfu Qingyang. It had to grow on the corpse of a Demon Saint or a Martial Saint. It would take a thousand years to grow, a thousand years to bloom, and a thousand years to bear fruit.
The only function of the Holy Blood Fruit is to take it when breaking through the Holy Realm, which can increase the success rate of breaking through the Holy Realm by 50%.
The main purpose of this group of creatures entering the secret realm, whether they are human or demon, is to obtain spiritual objects that can assist in breaking through the holy realm. Now that the legendary Holy Blood Fruit has appeared, it would be strange if they were not crazy.
Stimulated by the Holy Blood Fruit, there were many Holy Sons of the Holy Sect and the Demon Clan among the crowd chasing Fenghua, and those ordinary Martial Kings also joined in like crazy.
Mu Feng's expression changed slightly: "It's your companion Feng Hua!"
He still remembered Fenghua. Although he had no communication with Fenghua, the most profound impression he had was that Fenghua had always stayed by Wei Fan's side and was almost inseparable from him.
A huge group of martial kings and demon kings were chasing after him, with more than a hundred of them. Even the Sons of God would feel their scalps tingling just by looking at them, not to mention that there were some Sons of God among them.
After he spoke, he wanted to turn around to see Wei Fan's reaction, but found that Wei Fan beside him was just a residual shadow, and his real body had already appeared hundreds of meters away, flying into the distance like a bolt of thunder.
"Does he want to fight against all the martial kings and demon kings by himself?"
Mu Feng gritted his teeth and followed after him.
After a few breaths, Wei Fan and Feng Hua reunited.
Fenghua's mouth was bleeding, his face was pale, and there was a palm print on his back: "You are finally here!"
She breathed a sigh of relief, stood behind Wei Fan and stopped running away.
She is very powerful in combat and has never used her full strength in battle. She can defeat any enemy she faces. However, she was injured today, which shows how powerful the enemy she faced was.
"Are you okay?"
Fenghua shook his head. Wei Fan glanced over and it was no wonder that someone as strong as Fenghua was injured. Basically, all the well-known strong men were chasing him, including the four saints of the human race, including the saint Yuanyi and the disciple of the Xining Wang family.
The Little Green Dragon King and the two disciples of the Xuanhe Sect were also there. With such a force, an ordinary Saint Son-level figure would have been defeated long ago. It was rare that Fenghua was only injured.
Of course, another reason is that there are too many strong people. Many people are worried that while Fenghua will be defeated, the Holy Blood Fruit will also be destroyed.
More than a hundred Martial Kings and Demon Kings, plus characters like Yuanyi Saint Son and Little Green Dragon King, join forces to attack. Basically no one except the Martial Saint can resist. Even Xuanyuan Feng of this realm will suffer a defeat if he comes.
"Who injured her?" Wei Fan took a step forward, rarely showing anger.
He had no idea how much blood was on his hands along the way, but he rarely got angry.
In an instant, a dragon-like blood and energy rose from his head and pierced through the sky. Even though there were hundreds of martial kings and demon kings facing him, they were unable to suppress him in terms of momentum.
On the opposite side, many people's expressions changed slightly and they stopped chasing. They thought Wei Fan was also here to fight for the Holy Blood Fruit, but they didn't expect that he was in the same group with Feng Hua.
Among the crowd, there were figures that continued to fly forward. They were the group of regional warriors from Beidingzhou. However, they were not participating in the hunt for Fenghua, but wanted to help.
At this moment Wei Fan appeared, and they all flew to Wei Fan's side and started confronting the others.
"As the regional commander of Beidingzhou, do you want to challenge this group of people in a one-on-one fight?" Scar and others looked eager to try, not fearing at all.
"How arrogant! I chopped her with my sword. What are you going to do? If you don't hand over the Holy Blood Fruit, I will not only hurt her, but also kill you!" An elephant monster snorted coldly.
Although he is not the saint son of a certain tribe, he is also a well-known demon king in Baohua Continent, and his strength is second only to those saint sons.
"die!"
Wei Fan's robes fluttered, his hair danced, the Three Emperors Sutra started running frantically, and his soul even opened its eyes.
"boom!"
He slapped the air with his palm, and the void collapsed horribly. A terrifying force was transmitted instantly. Without even a scream, this powerful elephant monster disappeared along with the collapsed void, leaving no trace of its body.
“So strong!”
"The White Elephant King was actually slapped to death from a distance. When did such a terrifying person appear in Baohuazhou?"
"This is a fierce dragon crossing the river!"
Some people couldn't help but scream, their scalps tingling, but the White Elephant King who was fighting with the saints was like an ant, and was beaten to pieces by a palm from mid-air. The scene was extremely horrifying.
"Who else has taken action?"
Wei Fan was filled with murderous intent, like a god of death descending to the world, and the power of his will distorted the void behind him.
"I'm afraid this is a martial arts saint running into the dojo!"
Such a scene made some people retreat, not daring to stand against Wei Fan. The Holy Blood Fruit was important, but one had to have a life to use it.
There was complete silence on the other side. Even the Holy Son Yuan Yi and the Little Green Dragon King were intimidated. They no longer dared to jump out and say that they would take action too.
This is truly a dragon crossing the river, so ferocious that even facing hundreds of king-level warriors, it looks like it is ready to kill them all.
"Who else has taken action?" Wei Fan asked coldly.
Mu Feng's eyelids twitched wildly: "He's going to kill people!"
This is a fierce man who can fight against the holy soldiers with his bare hands. If he really goes crazy, he can kill even hundreds of martial kings and demon kings. It will just take some time at most.
He wanted to remind some human warrior kings not to seek death, but it was not easy to expose Wei Fan's identity. He just hoped that these people would not be blinded by desire.
"He, he, and he!"
Fenghua stretched out his finger and pointed at the Little Green Dragon King, He Yuan and He Xing.
When she was picking the Holy Blood Fruit, she was attacked from behind by the three demon kings. If it weren't for her strong strength, she would have been beaten to death.
Wei Fan nodded, his eyes flashing with cold rays: "Those who want to take the Holy Blood Fruit stay, those who don't want to die, leave."
He reminded the human king that he did not want to kill innocent people. After all, many of them were regional generals. As for whether these people listened to him or not, that was none of his business.
"boom!"
After saying that, Wei Fan rushed directly towards the Little Green Dragon King and the two disciples of the Xuanhe Sect.
"Minghuo is a general from Baohuazhou who came to support Beidingzhou. Even if you want to seize the Holy Blood Fruit, please do not interfere for the sake of our fellow human beings."
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Mu Feng couldn't help but give a reminder after all, because after Wei Fan spoke, some human martial kings retreated, but some of them stayed where they were.
However, after he spoke, some of the generals knew that Wei Fan was a regional commander, and indeed they withdrew from the crowd. But more people were blinded by the Holy Blood Fruit and did not retreat.
The most important thing is that although Wei Fan showed unparalleled strength, no one thought that he could fight against so many powerful people alone. Not only did the Holy Sons such as Xiao Qingjiao King not retreat, but even the Holy Son Yuanyi and the disciples of the Xining Wang family did not retreat.
If they want to obtain the Holy Blood Fruit, they have to let these Holy Sons
"Now we are fighting for the Holy Blood Fruit, and we will talk about the human and demon's positions later!" Yuan Yi Sheng Zi snorted coldly, but did not take any action. Wei Fan's target was the Little Green Dragon King and the two disciples of the Xuanhe Sect. There was no need for him to join forces with the enemy to kill Wei Fan at this time.
If Wei Fan can defeat these three monsters, then the Holy Blood Fruit will be his.
"Please support me and let me meet this dragon that has crossed the river."
The Little Green Dragon King's hair danced wildly, and a terrifying aura began to rise from his body, forcing the Martial King and the Demon King behind him to retreat continuously. Even though Wei Fan killed the White Elephant King with a palm from a distance, he still had the confidence to compete with Wei Fan for who was the better of the two.
He is a Green Dragon with extremely powerful dragon bloodline, and his parents are both demon saints. He has been rampant for many years and has never been defeated. Even a natural born martial arts master like Yuanyi Saint Son is not taken seriously by him.
Wei Fan was like a bolt of thunder across the sky, aiming directly at him. His demonic power slapped the void behind him, and his body also rushed towards Wei Fan like a bolt of thunder.
"boom!"
In an instant, the man and the demon were like two bloody collisions. Even though they tried their best to gather their strength, the void around them still shattered in an instant, tearing apart terrible cracks.
"Stronger than the Dragon Turtle Demon King!"
This is the most powerful demon king Wei Fan has ever seen, surpassing the Dragon Turtle Demon King in all aspects.
"But that's all!"
There was a cold light flashing in Wei Fan's eyes. Everything was shattered by the impact. The broken void began to ripple horribly, like a wave. Amidst the splattering blood, the Little Green Dragon King exploded into pieces of broken bones.
No matter how powerful the Little Green Dragon King is, how can he be stronger than the young Xuanyuan Feng? Even if the young Xuanyuan Feng came, Wei Fan is confident that he can suppress him.
If he moved around and fought with Wei Fan, he could still hold out for a few moves, but if he fought Wei Fan head-on, he would simply not die fast enough.
"What?"
Screams rang out in succession. The arrogant Little Green Dragon King, an unrivaled demon king whose parents were both demon saints and a powerful man who would most likely become a saint in the future, was killed in an instant.
Mu Feng just felt his mouth dry. This was the third Holy Son who died. This was not a Martial King at all, he was clearly a Martial Saint. Even the Xuanyuan Peak in the past was not as terrifying as him.
"Oh no, Brother Qingjiao died in just one move!" The scalps of the two Xuanhe Sect disciples almost exploded and their expressions changed drastically.
Because they are not as good as the Little Green Dragon King in combat power, it is only because of their status as disciples of the Demon King's sect that the Little Green Dragon King dare not neglect them, not that they are stronger than the Little Green Dragon King.
"escape!"
The two white cranes turned around and fled without any hesitation. Wei Fan displayed his invincible aura, giving people the feeling that even the Demon Saint himself could not suppress him. That unparalleled momentum made them feel terrified.
They instantly transformed into their original forms and flapped their wings to escape.
"die!"
Wei Fan's voice seemed to come from hell, causing the two white cranes to tremble all over as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
“Boom boom…”
Four huge fists suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, attacking from above, below, and front.
It was the martial art that Wei Fan had just learned, the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations Demon- Suppressing Fist! If this fist technique was perfected, it could simultaneously send out fourteen punches in the front, back, left, right, top, bottom, east, west, south, and north directions. No matter how powerful you were, you could only withstand these fourteen punches, and there was no way to avoid them.
However, Wei Fan is only a minor master at this moment, and can only punch four times from the four directions of up, down, front, and back. (End of this chapter)