Chapter 152 Another blood debt has been added, prepare for a rainy day

[Nie Lao Mo: late stage of the divine realm, full of evil, practicing martial arts with humans]

[Kill it, and you will gain 3000 years of ordinary power and 30 years of spiritual power]

An old demon in the late divine realm!

The halberd emitted a terrifying wave, carrying the power to split the sky, splitting the sky like a thread.

Wei Fan stepped on the floating shadow and instantly moved sideways ten meters to block the earth-shattering blow.

Boom boom...

Amid the sounds of landslides and earth-shattering, a mountain not far away was split open and then shattered, and a huge crack appeared on the ground, spreading into the distance.

"Medium-level divine weapon!"

The vibrations emitted by this halberd have exceeded the scope of primary divine weapons and reached the level of intermediate divine weapons. In addition, the user is a master in the late stage of the divine realm, so the power is even more terrifying.

Even though Wei Fan moved sideways ten meters, the wave that passed by him caused his body's protective energy to twist, as if it was about to break.

"My dear Wei Fan, today is the anniversary of your death. I want to use your head to commemorate my son!"

Elder Feng's figure appeared from another direction, and the two of them surrounded Wei Fan on the left and right.

In Elder Feng's hand was holding a long sword that exuded the aura of an elementary divine weapon, and he looked at Wei Fan with a ferocious expression.

"One is in the late stage of the Divine Realm, holding a medium-level Divine Weapon, and the other is in the middle stage of the Divine Realm, holding a primary Divine Weapon. How can Wei Fan be their opponent? I feel like I'm in trouble!"

Deng Boyong and his companions who retreated far away showed worried expressions and did not continue running.

If Wei Fan was killed, it would be useless no matter how far they ran.

Wei Fan said expressionlessly, "Too many animals have been killed. Which of your disciples or sons?"

Elder Feng was furious: "I am the elder of the Blood Cloud Sect. Young Master Xue is my biological son. The one in the martial arts world is called Old Devil Nie, the master of the half-demon Shi Kun.

Wei Fan, today my Xueyun Sect’s blood debt must be settled with you.

Your innate body should be able to make up for the pain of losing my son."

Demonic energy was steaming from his body, causing the power of heaven and earth to surge.

Wei Fan shook his head: "I'm afraid I can't count them all, I need to add some more!"

He thought that the person coming would be a master from a martial arts sect, or a demon, but he didn't expect that the person who showed up was a master from the Blood Cloud Sect.

Elder Feng roared, "You are so arrogant! There is no village or shop in the middle of nowhere. Even if Huo Tianzheng wants to save you, it will take him an hour or two. I and Old Devil Nie will be able to kill you dozens of times together!"

After revealing his identity, he no longer waited. The magic weapon in his hand emitted a terrifying wave and slashed at Wei Fan.

In an instant, the surrounding mountains and rivers shook, as if they were caused by the knife in his hand.

This is momentum! Elder Feng himself is also a master of the sword who has mastered momentum and has reached the mastery level. With the sword momentum, the momentum of heaven and earth from all directions crushed Wei Fan.

"You used a knife in front of me?"

Wei Fan showed a look of disdain, and the Tiger Soul Blade had already appeared in his hand.

The next moment, perfect-level sword energy rushed out from his body and spread in all directions.

In an instant, Elder Feng's momentum weakened rapidly, and the momentum that was crushing towards Wei Fan changed direction and crushed towards him.

The power he possessed was directly taken away by Wei Fan with his perfect power.

Elder Feng's scalp tingled, and he lost his voice in shock: "Perfect sword power, how is it possible..."

He has been immersed in the way of the sword for many years, counting from when he was young and practicing it, it has been nearly two hundred years, but his sword skills have only reached the proficient level.

Phew!

Before his sword light reached Wei Fan, it was crushed by the perfect sword force and turned into pure power that dissipated between heaven and earth.

This scene was extremely terrifying. The sword that was slashed with all its strength by a mid-stage divine realm master did not even have the ability to get close to the enemy.

"I'll give you one back, too!"

The purple blade light shot up into the sky and condensed with the surrounding heaven and earth. In an instant, it seemed as if everything around turned into a cold and murderous blade. All those who were against Wei Fan were their enemies.

"Old Devil Nie, why don't you take action!"

Elder Feng roared, his heart and liver were about to burst. The force of the perfect sword made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, and his soul frantically sent out warnings.

Old Demon Nie swung with a black halberd in his hand, but Wei Fan disappeared in a flash.

The purple blade light flashed across, and Elder Feng's true energy was instantly cut off, followed by his body.

Amidst the splattering of blood, his body was broken into two in mid-air, and the force of the knife surged into his sea of ​​consciousness, strangling his soul.

"He is already in the middle stage of the Divine Realm. He deliberately lured us here..."

The knife was extremely fast, so fast that he, who was in the middle stage of the Divine Realm, had no time to react before his body was cut open and his soul began to disintegrate.

Before his consciousness faded, Elder Feng realized belatedly that Wei Fan probably did not reveal his whereabouts unintentionally, but was deliberately luring the enemy out.

"Look, I said I couldn't settle it, and now I have added another debt of blood to my debt. Why are you rushing here to die? You are not my target at all..."

After killing Elder Feng, Wei Fan remained calm.

It was Old Demon Nie that made him somewhat fearful. Elder Feng was someone who could be killed with just a flick of the wrist. Even without the Tiger Soul Blade, he could easily kill Elder Feng.

"You useless bastard, it's better for you to die. The Henglian Xiantian belongs to me alone!"

Seeing Elder Feng being hacked to death with one blow, Old Demon Nie was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

It was better that Elder Feng died, otherwise, if he killed Wei Fan, he would have to share the supreme medicine, Henglian Xiantian, with the other party.

Although they were all elders of the Blood Cloud Sect, they had no feelings for each other. He didn't feel the slightest bit of heartache when Elder Feng died.

"Don't worry, I'll send you to see him soon. You chopped me twice with your halberd, and I'll give you two swords in return!"

Wei Fan turned around and began to face the old demon Nie.

Nie Lao Mo roared: "Then don't run!"

He hit Wei Fan twice with his halberd, but both times Wei Fan dodged with his perfect body skills. His halberd could not hit Wei Fan at all.

This gave him the illusion that Wei Fan was afraid of him.

"I really give you face!"

The Tiger Soul Blade shook, and was infused with true strength and the power of will.

Wei Fan stepped on the floating shadow and flashed to the front of Old Demon Nie.

Boom boom...

Under the pull of the great trend of heaven and earth, his movement caused the mountains to shake immediately, and the great trend crushed towards Old Demon Nie.

"break!"

Old Demon Nie roared, and swung his halberd down with the power to split the sky, instantly shattering the heaven and earth and causing the mountains to shake even more terribly.

The halberd continued to chop down with unstoppable force, carrying boundless power, and the waves it created caused the ground below to sink.

"Didn't you eat?"

The next moment, a huge hand emitting purple light grabbed the halberd in a flash, making it impossible for the halberd that carried the power to open the sky to move at all.

Nie Lao Mo's pupils shrank violently, his face full of disbelief: "How is it possible... Even if you are a natural talent and practice fast, it is impossible for your body to be so strong."

He felt that what was holding the halberd was not a hand, but a heavy and boundless mountain. He exerted his strength wildly, but the halberd did not move at all in Wei Fan's hand.

This means that he is in the late stage of the Divine Realm, and his body, which has been tempered for two hundred years, is not as good as the person in front of him who has just broken through to the Divine Realm less than a month ago. Even if he has trained his innate body, his strength cannot reach such an abnormal level.

Wei Fan's physical body is naturally more than just a simple horizontal training of the innate. After being baptized by the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique, the potential of his physical body is incredible.

In addition, for this fishing trip, he had spent thousands of years of energy to refine his body. It could be said that his strongest power now was not his willpower, nor his supreme true power, but the terrifying body refined by thousands of years of energy.

"You are still in the late stage of the God Realm after being hundreds of years old. How can a loser like you understand what a true monster is like? Don't you think it's ridiculous to use yourself to measure those who are more monsters than you?"

Wei Fan's face was full of sarcasm, and he swept the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand.

Old Demon Nie's expression changed drastically.

Now he has two choices, either to use his body to withstand Wei Fan's sword, or to give up the halberd that was caught by Wei Fan.

"retreat!"

He chose to retreat without much hesitation.

The halberd was undoubtedly the divine weapon he had spent his entire life to refine, and it took him a lot of effort to refine it into a medium-level divine weapon.

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But if he wants to insist on not giving up the magic weapon, he has to survive to use it. Wei Fan's power is so terrifying that he doesn't think his body can withstand the attack of a medium-level magic weapon.

"Can you retreat?"

Wei Fan sneered, and followed in front of Old Demon Nie like a shadow and chopped him on the head again. Under the force of the perfect sword, Old Demon Nie's true energy was twisted, and he felt that his soul was about to split apart.

"not good!"

He knew that he was in big trouble. Without the blessing of the magic weapon, his combat power was instantly reduced by half. From then on, he could only use his flesh and blood body to withstand the attacks of the medium-level magic weapon.

But even his body, which was in the late stage of the divine realm, was far less hard than that of an average divine weapon.

"Blood Evil Palm!"

His combat power was greatly reduced and his speed was not as fast as Wei Fan. Old Demon Nie knew that he must not escape at this time because he could not escape at all.

It’s ridiculous that when they came, they were still thinking about not letting Wei Fan escape, but it turns out that they were the ones who needed to escape.

This Wei Fan doesn't look like a man who has just made a breakthrough. Instead, he seems to be an old monster who has practiced for hundreds of years. He has a mid-level divine weapon and a body that is even stronger than his.

Nie Lao Mo's palm exuded a foul evil aura, and it struck the Tiger Soul Blade with terrifying corrosive force.

Wei Fan still remembers this palm technique. Young Master Xue said that this Blood Evil Palm was specifically designed to destroy the flesh and had extremely strong lethality to the flesh.

Boom! The scarlet palm slapped on the Tiger Soul Blade, and the blade light dimmed a lot in an instant. The powerful force made the Tiger Soul Blade move sideways for more than ten inches, and it did not hit Nie Lao Mo's forehead, but hit his shoulder.

The sharp blade penetrated three feet into the bone, and only stopped its downward momentum when it was stuck in the bone.

Old Demon Nie choked, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. He ignored the blade stuck in his bone and used his other hand to hit Wei Fan in the chest.

"drink!"

Wei Fan shouted softly, and all his strength surged. The stuck blade continued to fall, and in an instant it cut from Nie Lao Mo's right shoulder to his left abdomen. The sound of bones being cut continued to ring out, and blood gushed out for a while.

After suffering such a severe blow, he had not much strength left when his palm hit Wei Fan.

Not to mention that Wei Fan has the Golden Bell to protect his body, even without the Golden Bell, Old Demon Nie's palm could not hurt him.

Ding! The bell rang, and Old Demon Nie was shocked. He felt a terrifying recoil force coming from Wei Fan, which immediately cracked his palm.

"What kind of body protection skill is this?"

Old Demon Nie was horrified, as if he had hit a nail with his palm. The severe pain that penetrated deep into his bones made him scream.

"die!"

At the same time, Wei Fan's second knife had already been chopped out.

While Old Demon Nie was still participating, the Tiger Soul Blade had already cut open his head, tore apart his sea of ​​consciousness, and cut open his soul.

[Kill Elder Feng, gain 2000 years of ordinary power and 20 years of spiritual power]

[Kill Nie Lao Mo, gain 3000 years of ordinary skills and 30 years of spiritual skills]

[Ordinary skill: 7000 years]

[Spiritual Power: 50 Years]

“Too weak!”

His mind was swept up, and the power of his will was manifested, and he took away Elder Feng's magic weapon and gourd.

He also prepared the Great Thunder Sound Bell! Not to mention the Great Thunder Sound Bell, he didn't even have the chance to experiment with the Xuan Huang Ding. He just used the Tiger Soul Blade to kill Nie Lao Mo and Elder Feng.

"Let's go!"

Deng Boyong and his companions returned, found the war horses that had run away, and continued on their journey.

Until they returned to Su City, no one came to kill Wei Fan.

Wei Fan was very disappointed. He didn't expect that except for the Blood Cloud Sect, no demons appeared. Also, no one from those sects that wanted to cause trouble for him stepped forward.

"Did you have a smooth journey?"

Behind the Hall of Merit, Huo Tianzheng poured Wei Fan a cup of spiritual tea.

Wei Fan took a sip of tea and said, "Two gods came to Prison Dragon Village to rob the prisoners. I killed Wu Yinglong!"

Huo Tianzheng's expression changed slightly: "The Prison Dragon Village actually found this place. It seems that someone from the Demon Suppression Division leaked the fact that Wu Yinglong was imprisoned in Tongzhou."

Although there is a strange technique called the art of searching for demons by collecting their breath, it is not without distance limitations. If you want to track a person by their breath, you have to get close to a certain distance.

Even with something like a fate plate, it is impossible to track a person across thousands of miles.

The only explanation for the fact that the people from Prison Dragon Village were able to find Tongzhou is that someone leaked the fact that Wu Yinglong was imprisoned in Prison Dragon Village to them.

The problem may not lie with the Demon Suppression Bureau in Tongzhou City. Other county towns where Wu Yinglong was imprisoned and the Demon Suppression Bureau headquarters may be the place where the information was leaked.

Huo Tianzheng just felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

There is no doubt that Wei Fan is a sharp sword that is invincible. There is nothing that Wei Fan cannot accomplish. Even the Qingyun Mountain, which has troubled Su City for many years, was flattened in one fell swoop with the help of Wei Fan.

But this kind of sword is often double-edged. Without certain abilities, you cannot be his backer.

It was fine before, but as Wei Fan broke through the divine realm, the forces he provoked became more and more terrifying, and his body, which was about to be buried, seemed unable to bear the increasing pressure.

Even Wang Chao was afraid of the Dragon Prison Camp, not to mention that he was about to be buried. The key point was that the Dragon Sword should have been carried by the Eagle, but now it fell on him.

Rubbing his head, Huo Tianzheng looked at Wei Fan and said, "You didn't come to me just to talk about the Dragon Prison Village, did you?"

Wei Fan shook his head and handed the golden demon hunter waist badge to Huo Tianzheng: "I want to exchange it for the Purple Xuanwu Canon of the Martial Honor Realm. Can you please help me see if my merits are enough?"

Huo Tianzheng stood up in shock and crushed the teacup in his hand: "You...you kid are going to break through to the Martial Master level?"

Wei Fan shook his head: "How is that possible? I just felt that I had enough merits, so I exchanged the skills in advance."

Huo Tianzheng glared at Wei Fan and said to make my family happy: "It's not time for a breakthrough yet, why are you in such a hurry to exchange it!"

Wei Fan said: "I have to redeem it sooner or later anyway, I will redeem it when I have enough merits!"

This was of course not the real reason. He was just preparing for a rainy day, but he would not explain it to Huo Tianzheng.

(End of this chapter)