Chapter 156: Surrender immediately and destroy the Divine Sword Sect

In the void, after Wei Fan killed Zuo Qiuyi's soul, he turned around and shattered Meng Tianrang's sword with a knife, with a cold light in his eyes.

[Kill Zuo Qiuyi, gain 2000 years of ordinary power and 20 years of spiritual power]

[Ordinary skill: 9000 years]

[Spiritual Power: 70 Years]

Seeing that he was still a step too late, Meng Tianrang's eyes were red with anger: "How dare you kill him? He is the future headmaster of our Divine Sword Sect, the successor that Divine Sword Sect has spent all its efforts to cultivate, and he has already admitted defeat..."

Only he, an elder, knew how much effort and resources the Divine Sword Sect had put into cultivating Zuo Qiuyi over the years.

He basically ate pills as meals and took baths with spiritual herbs every day. The place in the entire Divine Sword Sect with the most concentrated power of heaven and earth was given to Zuoqiu Yi alone.

The future leader who had been cultivated with countless efforts was hacked to death in front of him, without a complete body.

Wei Fan had a cold expression on his face: "I said that it's a matter of life and death, and it's also about who's better, do you think I'm kidding you?

You guys come to cause trouble for me, and you expect me to be lenient with you? Before you came, didn't you ask who I, Wei Fan, am? Or do you think you have me in your hands?"

Meng Tianrang acted like a madman: "You are so audacious, Qi Wuzun will not let you go, and the Divine Sword Sect will definitely seek justice for this matter!"

At this moment, he no longer had that immortal aura.

He still had some sense and didn't take any action.

Because he is not much stronger than Zuoqiu Yi, it is not certain whether he can defeat Wei Fan, not to mention that there is the old ghost Huo Tianzheng and Long Xueyi who are eyeing him covetously.

Wei Fan walked in the air, step by step towards Meng Tianrang: "Then let Qi Zhicun come, let me see the methods of the Divine Sword Sect. As for you, you dared to attack the leader of the Demon Suppression Division. Now I suspect that you are colluding with demons. Surrender immediately and go back to the Demon Suppression Division with me for investigation. If you dare to resist, I will kill you on the spot!"

There was a ferocious light in Wei Fan's eyes.

Although he has been removed from his position as commander, no one knows about it yet. As long as the Demon Suppression Bureau has not announced it to the public, he is still the commander.

Since they were going to kill him, there was no reason to kill only Zuoqiu Yi and not Meng Tianrang.

He shouted at Meng Tianrang to surrender, but the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand emitted waves, as if he was ready to kill someone at any time.

Among the crowd watching the battle in the distance, Ning Xuan and others who were familiar with Wei Fan twitched their lips. If they remembered correctly, those who were ordered by Wei Fan to surrender eventually died.

"He wanted to kill me too!"

Meng Tianrang took a deep breath and finally understood why Wei Fan had such a bad reputation. He seemed to follow the rules, but in fact, he didn't follow any rules at all.

I had previously drawn my sword out of eagerness to save someone, but I was accused of colluding with demons and was taken to the Demon Suppression Division for investigation.

What kind of place is the Demon Suppression Division? After going in, I have never heard of anyone coming out safe and sound.

This was obviously intended to force me to resist so that they would have an excuse to kill me on the spot.

"You are slandering me!"

Meng Tianrang yelled in rage. He no longer cared about Zuo Qiuyi's affairs. It was still unclear whether he could go back.

Entering the Demon Town means death, and resisting also means death.

Wei Fan had a blank expression on his face: "If you are innocent, the Demon Suppression Division will naturally give you justice. I'll give you five breaths to tie your hands, otherwise I'll take action."

Bullshit justice!

This kind of nonsense is okay for fooling children, but how could an old man like Meng Tianrang believe it? And considering Wei Fan's ferocity, would he let himself out after he went in? He turned his head and looked at Huo Tianzheng: "Huo Tianzheng, do you really want to see a fight between the Demon Suppression Division and the Divine Sword Sect?"

Huo Tianzheng's expression was icy: "You are indeed suspected of colluding with demons. Attacking the leader of the Demon Suppression Division is a serious crime of exterminating the family. The Demon Suppression Division is not even afraid of demons, so why would they be afraid of your Divine Sword Sect?"

Meng Tianrang felt a chill all over his body. He felt that Huo Tianzheng was also exuding murderous intent and didn't care about the Divine Sword Sect at all.

The most important thing is what happened today. The Demon Suppression Division was indeed right. The Divine Sword Sect’s desire to engage in a fight with the Demon Suppression Division was treason.

Moreover, no matter how stupid he was at this moment, he understood that what happened today was probably not just a unilateral decision made by the Demon Bureau of Sucheng Town, but was also driven by General Pei Shinan, who was also a ruthless character.

"five!"

"Since you won't surrender, I have no choice but to kill you!"

As soon as the five breaths were up, Wei Fan slashed out with his sword.

At this time, even if Meng Tianrang wanted to surrender, it was too late, and he could only hastily respond to Wei Fan's attack.

Wei Fan did not use any extra moves, he just used the Tongtian Sword, slashing faster and faster than the last, not even giving Meng Tianrang a chance to speak.

He is indeed stronger than Zuoqiu Yi, but only in his physical body. However, how can his physical body compare to Wei Fan's physical body which has been baptized by the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique and the Henglian Xiantian Technique.

After three slashes, his knuckles were cracked by Wei Fan, and the hand holding the sword trembled.

After five strikes, his abdomen was almost pierced by the Tiger Soul Sword.

With the seventh knife, Meng Tianrang’s head fell off his neck, and his soul was shattered in his sea of ​​consciousness by the force of the knife, and he died on the spot.

"Even the elder of the Divine Sword Sect was killed!"

"It's really the devil from the Demon Sect. Kill one if you see one!"

"You attacked the leader of the Demon Suppression Division and refused to surrender. Aren't you courting death?"

…

The crowd watching the battle in the distance roared fiercely again. They knew that Wei Fan would not let them down. They were fortunate enough to witness the fall of two masters in one day.

[Kill Meng Tianrang, gain 3000 years of ordinary skills and 30 years of spiritual skills]

[Ordinary skill: 12000 years]

[Spiritual Power: 100 Years]

Wei Fan glanced at the panel, then radiated his mental power and rolled up Meng Tianrang and Zuo Qiuyi's storage gourds and magic weapons.

"Such a domineering person, with such a strong murderous nature!"

Inspector Cao Chuan was also in the crowd. He also felt cold all over and his scalp was numb.

Even he, who was far away in Kyoto, had heard of Zuo Qiuyi's reputation. He was a man of unparalleled talent, and the possibility that he would become a Martial Master in the future was almost 100%. However, Wei Fan killed him without hesitation and did not care about Qi Zhicun, the Martial Master of the Divine Sword Sect, at all.

He felt a mixture of fear and relief in his heart. Fortunately, he had a good attitude before, otherwise, looking at the situation, Wei Fan would have the courage to kill him.

Even the top sects and martial arts masters could not suppress Wei Fan, so his inspector was nothing.

"These guys are just crazy!"

He felt that if Wei Fan grew up, he might really go to Kyoto and kill the garrison commander Zhang Juzheng, and his previous inquiries were not just for fun.

At only around twenty years old, he was already capable of killing Zuoqiu Yi. In a few years, who would dare to say that Wei Fan could not become a Martial Master?

"It's not advisable to stay here for long. Don't come here again unless necessary!"

Thinking of this, Cao Chuan squeezed out of the crowd and left quickly.

…

The Soul Hall of the Divine Sword Sect! This Soul Hall is not a place, but a place where the soul tablets of the sect's Divine Realm Wuzong are stored.

The soul tablet is not the soul tablet of a dead person, but the soul tablet of a living person. Once the owner of the soul tablet dies, the soul tablet stored in the Soul Palace will crack, letting the sect know at the first time that a martial master in the Divine Realm has fallen.

This is both the most important place in the Divine Sword Sect and the most useless place.

Because Wang Meng has been guarding this Soul Palace for decades, from the ninth level of true Qi cultivation to the third level of heaven and man today, he has never seen the soul tablet cracked.

It is said to be the most important place, but in the past few decades, no outsiders have been here for many years, except for the time ten years ago when the headmaster's favorite disciple Zuoqiu Yi broke through the divine realm and sent his soul tablet.

"Who dares to kill the Divine Realm Martial Sect of my Divine Sword Sect? Is it necessary for me to waste my time here every day?"

Wang Meng looked up and saw seven soul tablets with names engraved on them placed on the high platform in front of him, emitting a mysterious aura, as if they were not seven tablets but seven living people.

Seven. As the only top sect in Tongzhou, the Divine Sword Sect has seven grandmasters and a martial arts master.

"I hope that one day, my soul tablet, Wang Meng, can be placed here!"

Wang Meng stared at Zuo Qiuyi's soul tablet. If he only had half of Zuo Qiuyi's talent, it would not be a problem for him to become a martial arts master in the divine realm.

“Crack!”

Suddenly, Wang Meng's pupils contracted, and he saw that Zuoqiuyi's soul tablet actually cracked under his gaze.

He showed a look of extreme shock and horror: "Senior Brother Zuoqiuyi's soul tablet has cracked?"

It was fine, why did the soul tablet suddenly crack?

We just felt our scalps tingling. Having guarded the Soul Palace for decades, he naturally understood that a cracked soul tablet meant the death of its owner.

Zuoqiu Yi! The next generation leader of the Divine Sword Sect who had been chosen long ago, the disciple to whom the Divine Sword Sect had poured all their efforts, had died.

Suddenly he felt as if the sky was falling.

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"This matter must be reported to the Sect Leader immediately!"

Wang Meng got up in a panic, even forgetting to use his Qinggong skills. He could not imagine how much trouble Zuoqiu Yi's death would bring.

After running for more than ten meters and just running out of the Soul Palace, the sound of the soul tablet cracking rang in his ears again.

Wang Meng's body froze for a moment, and he turned around with difficulty to look at the table in the distance where the soul tablets were placed: "It's Elder Meng Tianrang's soul tablet, and his soul tablet is also cracked!"

boom……

Wang Meng felt his mind go blank. Nothing had happened for decades, but when something happened, it was two people.

"The soul tablets of Elder Meng and Senior Brother Zuoqiuyi have cracked!"

No longer caring about his loss of composure, Wang Meng roared and ran towards the master's hall, his voice spreading throughout the Divine Sword Sect.

"not good!"

Qi Zhicun was awakened from his meditation, and his mental power instantly covered the Soul Palace. He immediately looked at his disciple Zuoqiuyi's cracked soul tablet.

"Who killed my disciple, Huo Tianzheng or Long Jianying?"

He knew that Zuoqiuyi and Meng Tianrang were going to Sucheng to challenge Wei Fan, and it was he who arranged the event.

He didn't think that Zuo Qiuyi was defeated and killed by Wei Fan. He thought that it was Huo Tianzheng or Long Jianying who attacked Zuo Qiuyi. After all, he knew the quality of his disciples.

"boom!"

A terrifying aura burst out, and Qi Zhicun burst out with brilliant golden light like a scorching sun, and his figure flew out from the master's hall.

In the dazzling golden light, he was like the golden Buddha in the temple. Every inch of his skin seemed to be cast in gold, emitting an aura that dominated the world.

The title of Golden Body Martial Master is not just an empty title, but a true embodiment of the ability to condense an indestructible golden body.

It is said that the golden body of Wu Zun will not decay even thousands of years after his death and will always remain lifelike.

They are like the gods and Buddhas in the legend. They will not die even if their heads are chopped off, and their limbs can grow back if destroyed. Their power is terrifying and unparalleled.

"Who on earth dares to kill the elder and future leader of our Divine Sword Sect!"

"No matter who it is, today the Divine Sword Sect will make sure that his entire family is wiped out and he will know what regret is."

As Qi Zhicun flew away, there were roars from the Divine Sword Sect, and then several divine realm martial arts masters took off into the air, emitting terrifying aura and flew in the direction where Qi Zhicun flew.

Qi Zhicun looked like a god, like a huge sun across the sky. In an instant, he flew out of the territory of the Divine Sword Sect and flew towards Su City.

"Qi Zhicun, stop!"

There was a rumbling sound coming from between heaven and earth, and an aura that was no weaker than Qi Zhicun's rose from Tongzhou City not far away, also covered in dazzling golden light.

In the dazzling golden light, three colors of light can be vaguely seen interweaving.

"My disciple Zuoqiu died, Pei Shinan, are you going to stop me?"

Qi Zhicun stopped and looked at Pei Shinan with a gloomy gaze, murderous intent surging in his body.

The disciple he had spent many years training was killed. No matter who it was, he would make sure he paid the price.

Pei Shinan narrowed his eyes slightly: "That kind of trash is dead, but he ran to Sucheng to challenge someone who was more than ten years younger than him, but was hacked to death by him. Why keep this kind of trash?"

Qi Zhicun's body was covered with golden light, and his aura surged: "What did you say? He was killed by Wei Fan, this is impossible..."

His own disciple has the potential to be a martial arts master, so how could he die at the hands of Wei Fan?

Even if Wei Fan is more talented than his disciple, it is impossible for him to lose to Wei Fan.

Pei Shinan showed a mocking expression: "Nothing is impossible. How can it be faked when tens of thousands of people in Sucheng witnessed the battle? Your useless disciple has barely seen blood, how can he compare with the people of my Demon Suppression Division who have walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

After only a few moves, he was killed and left with nothing."

Qi Zhicun roared: "Even if he lost, how dare he kill my disciple? Pei Shinan, get out of the way and don't force me to attack you. I will never let Wei Fan go!"

Pei Shinan's aura surged, his eyes were cold: "Your disciple took the initiative to challenge, he is inferior to others and deserves to be killed. Only your disciples of the Divine Sword Sect can kill my people from the Demon Suppression Division, but the people from the Demon Suppression Division cannot kill your disciples of the Divine Sword Sect? You want to attack me, right!"

He suddenly shouted, "You Qingfeng, listen to my order. The Divine Sword Sect has rebelled. I order you to gather an army immediately and wipe out the Divine Sword Sect."

The huge roar broke the clouds.

Qi Zhicun's expression changed drastically: "Wait! Pei Shinan, you are crazy. The Demon Suppression Division and the Divine Sword Sect are fighting, and the Black Lake Jiao Zun will only reap the benefits."

He understood that Pei Shinan was not joking, but wanted to use this as an excuse to follow Su Cheng's example and wipe out his Divine Sword Sect.

The disciple can take revenge later, but he must not fight with the Demon Suppression Division now because he is not in the right.

Regardless of winning or losing, the consequence is that the Divine Sword Sect will cease to exist.

No matter how slow he reacted, he knew that it was Pei Shinan who pushed and provoked him to make a mistake by killing his disciple.

No matter how many calculations he made, he never expected that Wei Fan could kill his disciple Zuoqiu Yi.

Pei Shinan showed a crazy look: "Then let him reap the benefits. I've had enough. I have to guard against that beast and guard against you, a selfish villain, who may stab me in the back at any time.

If you dare to threaten me today, you are my enemy and you have the intention to kill me. Maybe one day you will join forces with Black Lake Dragon Lord to kill me. Instead of waiting for you to join forces to kill me, I might as well fight you first and destroy your Divine Sword Sect.

Compared to the beast Black Lake Jiao Zun, I want to kill a beast like you who is in human skin more."

As he spoke, Pei Shinan's body pierced through the void, making a rumbling sound and rushing towards Qi Zhicun, attacking as soon as he said he would.

It was not a threat, but he really wanted to fight to the death with Qi Zhicun.

A golden force flowed through his body, emitting an aura of destruction.

It is obvious that the power of a martial arts master, apart from the golden body, is also different from that of a martial arts master in the divine realm.

"Wait! Listen to me first before you do anything!"

Qi Zhicun's body exploded and he didn't want to fight with the Demon Suppression Division at all, so he had to compromise again.

Originally he just wanted to warn the Demon Suppression Division so that they would not think of attacking his Divine Sword Sect, but he did not expect that this would cause Pei Shinan to fight to the death regardless of the Black Lake Jiao Zun.

Pei Shinan stopped and said, "If you have to fart, do it now!"

(End of this chapter)