“In other places, because there are a large number of ordinary people and low-level warriors who need protection, they deploy great forces to suppress demons. The Holy City is not a place to protect the weak.
If a weak person dies here without self-awareness, it is not the fault of others. As for fighting against demons, if the demon army really enters the holy city, any formation will be useless. "
Wei Fan smiled and nodded, and found that he liked this place a little. This was where the real strong people gathered.
This is the front line where humans fight against demons. Everyone has been fighting with demons for many years, and those demons probably don't have the courage to enter here.
"What about the rules? Are there any rules that we need to pay attention to here?"
The two of them did not communicate by voice, just talking like this. Wei Fan's appearance of not understanding anything attracted a lot of people's attention. They all understood that there was a newcomer in the Holy City.
In fact, there are new people coming here every day, but it is rare to see someone like Wei Fan who knows nothing.
Li Jianchen said in a deep voice: "There are no rules. Strength is everything in the Holy City. If you don't like someone, you can kill him. If you don't like you, he can also kill you.
Again, the Holy City does not protect anyone. If you have the ability, you can take down the four holy cities in the sky and demolish the headquarters of the Demon Hunter Organization. That does not matter, provided that you have the strength to act fearlessly.
As long as you are not afraid of affecting others by fighting, destroying other people's houses, or getting killed, it doesn't matter how you do it."
To put it simply, it is lawless. If you have the bigger fist, you are the rule. If you don’t have the strength, you can only admit defeat.
The Holy City is full of strong men, all of whom are geniuses from the Eastern Region. A bunch of rules are not good. Warriors are brave and bloody. Even if rules are set, those who leave the city will still be killed.
It would be better not to set any rules so that everyone can act cautiously.
If you have the ability, it’s okay for you to destroy the holy city. If you don’t have the ability, someone will come to settle accounts with you if you damage every blade of grass and every tree here.
“The Holy City is truly unique!”
Wei Fan sighed. Zhou Shen had asked him to come to the Holy City before, saying that no one here dared to use the imperial soldiers. He thought there were a lot of rules here, so it was safe.
Now that I think about it, the Holy City is full of good and bad people, with a lot of people from the Emperor Wu family and the Emperor Wu family, so no one dared to use the imperial army here.
Any house on the street may be occupied by a disciple of Emperor Wu's family. If you destroy his house, it would be strange if you don't offend him.
The restaurant opened by the Wu Emperor family, the weapon shop opened by the Wu Emperor sect, how dare you cause trouble there?
It is said that there are no rules, but in fact there are rules everywhere. It is just that "legal system" has been changed to "self-control".
Even in a fight, one has to hold back on their strength. Even the great saints and powerful ones don't dare to run rampant here.
"Haha... Li Jianchen, where did you find such a country bumpkin? He knows nothing and came to the Holy City. Could he be your disciple?"
After a loud laugh, several figures flew in from outside the Holy City and landed in front of Wei Fan and Li Jianchen.
Wei Fan looked over and saw that the man who called him a country bumpkin turned out to be a man with a sinister look, pursed lips and a mean expression.
He glanced at the panel again, but the panel did not react to this person.
"Yang He, you've eaten shit. Your mouth stinks when you open it!"
Li Jianchen's face darkened, murderous intent surged in his body. The other party was his mortal enemy, and they had fought and killed each other many times. Targeting him was nothing, but bringing Wei Fan along was challenging his bottom line.
"Eh? You're so angry and want to fight me. Have you really accepted any disciples in the past few years? You country bumpkin, your master is useless. Why don't you take me as your master? You don't need to practice his short-lived martial arts."
Yang He looked at Wei Fan with a smile and approached him with a sense of oppression.
Wei Fan has red lips, white teeth and a very childish face. If you don’t look closely, most people would think he is a child.
"I think you have a face that shows you are going to die young!" Wei Fan showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth.
Li Jianchen's eyelids twitched wildly, and Yang He's face instantly became gloomy.
"You look for ..."
Before Yang He shouted the word "die", Wei Fan's arm reached out like lightning, so fast that no one around could see it. The people with Yang He didn't even see Wei Fan reaching out his hand.
Yang He was in a similar situation. He never thought that the young man with Li Jianchen would dare to attack him. He only felt a fierce force coming at him, and his waist suddenly bent down, and a knee in front of him quickly enlarged.
“Crack!”
Yang He had no time to react before the iron-hard knee hit him hard in the face. As the bone fractured, a sharp pain struck his heart.
"ah……"
Yang He screamed subconsciously. He felt that he couldn't distinguish his nose and mouth. His vision was distorted and blurry. Everything he saw was flat. He knew that his face had collapsed, which was why this happened.
"I was attacked by this redneck?"
When this thought arose, Yang He felt his head being lifted up, and the young man who was with Li Jianchen reappeared in his sight.
His face was full of disbelief. He was a powerful saint. Even if he was caught off guard, he could not be attacked by a surprise attack by an ordinary person.
"You keep calling me a country bumpkin. Do you think you are so superior?"
Wei Fan clasped his five fingers tightly on Yang He's head. The other party's face had collapsed, his teeth had fallen to the ground, and blood mixed with tears and saliva were dripping down.
The few people who were with Yang He were terrified. Not only did they not help, they also subconsciously took a few steps back to keep their distance.
A Saint Realm powerhouse is not someone that ordinary people can attack by surprise. Even if you can hit a Saint Realm powerhouse, you cannot break his physical body.
The man in front of him was clearly using the methods of a street thug, but he was able to cut Yang He's head in one blow, which meant that Wei Fan was at least a powerful saint, otherwise even Yang He would not have been able to see Wei Fan's movements clearly.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Yang He showed a look of fear. At this moment, he already knew the horror of the person with Li Jianchen. He wanted to resist, but a terrifying will enveloped his whole body, which imprisoned all his strength in his body and he could not mobilize even a little bit.
He knew his own strength, and even an ordinary Dharma master could not make him so defenseless.
This person is not a disciple that Li Jianchen accepted from outside. He is clearly an extremely terrifying master. Such a master actually pretends to be a country bumpkin. Isn't this misleading?
"You want to step on me to belittle Li Jianchen, but am I that easy to step on?"
Wei Fan knew that the other party was not trying to provoke him, but was just looking for trouble with Li Jianchen because of a grudge between them. However, it didn’t matter anymore. Others had already stepped on his face, and he would not be Wei Fan if he didn’t fight back.
“Crack!”
Another press and another knee strike, and Yang He's head became a semicircle. His two eyeballs were squeezed out, looking very scary.
"Yang He is finished!"
Li Jianchen sighed inwardly, knowing that Wei Fan's character would make him leave no one alive once he took action.
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"Stop it, we can talk it out if we have something to say. I am the one who is so mean, please forgive me, Senior."
His head was lifted up again. Yang He was terrified and begged for mercy quickly. Wei Fan's strength and ruthlessness frightened him. He knew that if he was hit again, his head would explode. So he lowered his head and tried to get through the current difficulties first.
"Don't open your mouth anymore!"
Wei Fan had a blank expression on his face and kneed Yang He in the head again.
"Bang!"
Blood splattered, and the brain was mixed with milky white stuff. Yang He's head exploded like a watermelon, and the headless body fell to the ground powerlessly.
The people who appeared with Yang He were horrified. A strong man in the Saint Realm was killed with three knee strikes. Everything before their eyes seemed unreal.
"boom!"
A road nearly four hundred feet long appeared, and then collapsed with a loud bang. Wei Fan pressed his hands into the air to stabilize the collapsing Taoist power and imprison the roaring road, so that the noise of the fall of the Saint Realm powerhouse would not affect other people.
"A Saint Realm expert has fallen!"
Even though Wei Fan had stopped the aftermath, a road hundreds of feet high appeared in the holy city, and many people still understood what was happening.
This is no small matter. Even though this is a holy city, the strong people in the holy realm are no small figures, and deaths are very rare.
For a moment, countless people stopped or pushed open the door and walked out, staring at Yang He's headless body in amazement.
A powerful Saint Realm warrior died, but there was not even a sound of fighting. It was obvious that he was crushed.
People from all directions, even the four divine cities floating above the holy city, cast their eyes on Wei Fan.
"Why force me to kill someone..."
Wei Fan shook the blood off his hands and swept his cold eyes towards the people who appeared with Yang He. The murderous intent that was as tangible as a substance caused the temperature of the air to drop sharply.
"Senior, spare my life!"
"We are not familiar with Yang He. We just happened to come into the city together."
The expressions of several people changed drastically and they hurriedly started to explain.
Wei Fan glanced over and saw only fear on these people's faces, without any hatred or murderous intent. It was obvious that although they knew Yang He, they did not hate him for killing Yang He.
"They should not have much to do with Yang He!" Li Jianchen also spoke at this moment.
"Go away!"
As soon as these words were spoken, these people left quickly as if they had been pardoned.
Wei Fan took off Yang He's storage gourd, tore open the space and threw Yang He's body in, then chopped him off with a palm, knocking Yang He to pieces.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, the two of them walked deeper into the Holy City. Yang He used his own life to teach Wei Fan a vivid lesson, that there is indeed lawlessness in the Holy City, and anyone with the ability can do anything.
The moment he killed Yang He, at least five or six great saints looked over at him, but no one cared about Yang He's life or death.
"This is my grudge, you should let me kill it." Li Jianchen said with a wry smile.
This means he has implicated Wei Fan.
Along the way, he advised Wei Fan to be patient and low-key, and thought Wei Fan had listened to him. Unexpectedly, Wei Fan was still the same Wei Fan and did not listen at all.
"It doesn't matter, it's all the same!"
Wei Fan shook his head. He practiced hard just to avoid being stepped on. If he didn't fight back when someone stepped on him, what was the point of his practicing?
He was not afraid when he was weak, let alone now that he is a Saint Realm expert. If he just wanted to keep a low profile and not cause trouble, how could he come to a place like the Holy City? (End of this chapter)