Chapter 284 I was too impulsive and killed the Guangling Sect's Saint Master

In the sky, Murong Hua's aura was steaming, and his terrifying momentum made the mountains and rivers below tremble.

He looked at Wei Fan with a mocking expression on his face: "You want to wipe out Guangling Sect and kill me, but what can you use to kill me? Do you know what the Holy Sect is? Today, I will let you know that the majesty of the Holy Sect cannot be challenged."

As he spoke, a silver-white sword appeared in his hand, emitting a light that shot up into the sky.

The holy weapon of Guangling Sect, the most precious treasure of Zhen Sect, is also the foundation for Guangling Sect to overlook the wasteland for two thousand years. Even a powerful force like Xuanyuan Peak did not attack Guangling Sect in the end because of the existence of the holy weapon.

"Since the Battle of Saint's Death, you are the first person to die at the hands of my Guangling Sect's Saint Soldiers in the past two thousand years. Even if you die, your name will go down in history!"

As his power was infused, the divine weapon burst into brilliant light. The terrifying divine weapon waves swept across the sky and the earth. The clouds in the sky were directly evaporated, revealing the blue sky.

The holy soldiers will destroy the heaven and earth once they appear. This is not an exaggeration. In Wei Fan's sight, mountains collapsed in large pieces and disintegrated rapidly.

Under the supreme fluctuations, the world that was originally green, all the vitality of flowers, plants and trees quickly dissipated and turned into dust.

You must know that this is just the holy weapon activated by the King of Martial Arts, and it can't exert even one percent of the power of the holy weapon. If a true Martial Saint were to activate it, the power would be unimaginable.

Boom! In the endless deep space, Qi Daozhen's Dao seemed to be shaken and trembled because of the revival of the holy weapon.

"The power of the Holy Soldiers is indeed unpredictable!"

Wei Fan only felt it for a moment and knew that even if he was ten times stronger, he would not be a match for the Holy Soldier. This kind of fluctuation was earth-shaking, just like the presence of a Martial Saint in the world.

In fact, the magic weapon is originally a "copy" of the warrior, which contains the martial arts of the person who tempered it. The strength of the magic weapon is not only related to its level, but also to the person who tempered the magic weapon.

"You are only at the third level of Martial King. Do you think you can control a holy weapon?"

Wei Fan glanced over and saw Murong Hua looking exhausted, with countless beads of sweat on his forehead and his face very pale.

Although the holy weapon is powerful, it cannot be activated casually. This weapon, which is almost equivalent to the reincarnation of the Martial Saint, is difficult to activate even for a ninth-level Martial King, let alone a third-level Martial King like Murong Hua.

At this moment, he was like a three-year-old child who raised a machete to kill someone. He was unable to control the Holy Weapon as he wished. He even found it difficult to hold the Holy Weapon. He felt that the Holy Weapon in his hand was as heavy as an ancient sacred mountain and was about to fall from his hand.

This was just what Wei Fan saw on the surface. The real situation was that the holy soldier was not only sucking his strength, but also sucking his lifespan and his vitality.

However, in just a moment, more than a hundred years of his lifespan was sucked away.

Since he could use the holy weapon at will without any cost, he would have gone down the mountain with the holy weapon to kill Wei Fan long ago.

"It's enough to kill you!"

A ferocious expression appeared on Murong Hua's elegant face. Even if he could kill Wei Fan, he would have to pay a huge price. Maybe after the collapse of his Dao, it would affect his ability to become a Martial Saint.

He struggled to swing the holy weapon in his hand towards Wei Fan, and a terrifying wave like the collapse of heaven and earth swept across.

"I forgot to tell you that I actually have a holy weapon too..." Wei Fan showed a joking expression.

As soon as these words were spoken, Murong Hua's ferocious expression froze instantly.

Wei Fan also has a holy weapon?

How is it possible? There are only three known holy weapons in the wilderness, one from Guangling Sect and one from Xuanhe Sect. The holy weapon of the former Holy Lord of the Tianhuang Empire is still on Wei Zhenwu. How could a fourth holy weapon appear in the wilderness? The next moment, boundless golden light burst out from Wei Fan's body, releasing a brilliance brighter than the scorching sun.

“Buzz…”

"Moo..."

"roar……"

At the same time, amid the trembling sound, the roar of a tiger and a dragon came from Wei Fan!

"Holy Soldiers?"

Murong Hua's pupils shrank, and he saw a huge golden bell rushing out from Wei Fan's body, blocking all the fluctuations of the holy weapons.

Ding! A deafening bell sounded, and the upside-down golden bell spun outside Wei Fan's body. There were roars of tigers and dragons, and the three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and flew up.

The most eye-catching thing is a golden lightning symbol, emitting a violent aura that can destroy the world.

"Blocked, this kid is not bragging, he really has a holy weapon on him!"

Gao Wanfu in the distance showed a look of surprise.

When the Holy Weapon wave was moving towards Wei Fan, his heart was in his throat, fearing that Wei Fan would be wiped out in an instant by the Holy Weapon wave.

"Golden Bell? When did such a holy weapon appear in the wilderness? Why have I never heard of it?"

At the same time as he was surprised, Gao Wanfu also had doubts in his heart. Holy weapons were not stones on the roadside that could be easily found. Each holy weapon was a legend, and it was impossible for a holy weapon to appear without any origin.

"If you are not a holy soldier, what on earth are you?"

Gao Wanfu couldn't tell the difference between the golden bell on Wei Fan's body and the holy weapon in his hand, but he could see it.

Although the golden bell on Wei Fan's body blocked the attack of his holy weapon, its momentum was completely different from that of the holy weapon. Simply put, the holy weapon in his hand was like the resurrection of Guangling Sect's Martial Saint Ancestor, while the golden bell on Wei Fan's body was more like a lifeless weapon.

"You have already delivered a blow, now you will also taste the power of my weapon!"

As Wei Fan chanted, the light of the Human Emperor Bell surged again. The bell grew to dozens of feet high. Its powerful aura was overwhelming, suppressing the fluctuations of the holy weapon in Murong Hua's hand.

"not good……"

Murong Hua's scalp went numb, and his whole body was shrouded in the shadow of death. The golden bell on Wei Fan's body was obviously an integrated offense and defense device, while his holy weapon had no defensive capability. Once the two holy weapons collided, he was afraid that he would be shocked to death.

The most important thing is that the vibrations emitted by the golden bell are obviously stronger than his holy weapons, so he will definitely suffer a loss in the confrontation.

He desperately poured the remaining strength in his body into the holy weapon, and even took the initiative to burn his own lifespan, because he felt that if he could not stop it, he might die.

"Wei Fan, I was too impulsive. This is all a misunderstanding. We can make peace. From now on, Guangling Sect will no longer oppose you and can fight against the demons!"

While urging the holy soldiers, he tried to resolve the grudge with Wei Fan.

Seeing that the road collapse was about to end and the wasteland was about to return to normal, he really didn't want to die at this time.

He wanted to reach the peak of Martial King and strive for the realm of Martial Saint. If he had known that Wei Fan also had a holy weapon, he would never be so impulsive.

"Wei Fan hasn't even made a move yet, and already this old villain Murong Hua is begging for mercy?" Gao Wanfu was stunned.

Wei Fan was unmoved: "You are not so awesome anymore? You want to make peace? It's easy. You will also be hit by my Human Emperor Bell. You can survive first!"

As soon as he thought about it, the golden lightning symbol became violent, and the electric arcs exploded with crackling sounds.

The next moment, a golden lightning bolt as thick as a man's arms struck out, as if it was going to pierce through the void.

In an instant, a violent aura swept across the sky and the earth, annihilating each other with the waves emitted by the holy soldiers.

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Boom boom...

Huge lightning spanned the sky, the dazzling electric light was difficult to look at directly. It was like a thunder dragon with a fierce and dancing expression, and it blasted towards Murong Hua violently.

Gao Wanfu took a deep breath and said, "Golden lightning, who left this holy weapon behind? Why does it look very similar to the golden bell created by the Golden Bell Cover?"

After looking for a long time, he always felt that the golden bell on Wei Fan's body was very familiar. It was almost exactly the same as the golden bell cultivated by the Golden Bell Cover of Qigong.

The only difference is that there is no lightning symbol, nor the three-legged golden crow, dragon or tiger on the golden bell cultivated by the Golden Bell Cover.

"don't want!"

Murong Hua's scalp numbed, and he raised the holy weapon in his hand with difficulty to chop the golden thunder.

All his strength surged out without caring about his life, and his life span burned madly to drive the holy weapon. In an instant, part of his hair turned white and his face had more wrinkles.

The holy soldier emitted a terrifying wave to split the golden lightning, but it was useless. The violent golden lightning exploded in an instant and submerged Murong Hua in an instant.

boom……

After a puff of green smoke rose up, lightning as thick as a man's arms continued to bombard forward, until it rushed out for more than ten miles and then dissipated into the void.

And at the original place, there was no trace of Murong Hua. The golden lightning directly turned him into charcoal and evaporated him.

Before he could even utter a scream, his body and soul were completely destroyed, leaving only the silver holy sword falling powerlessly from the void.

"The Holy Master of Guangling Sect died. He brought the Holy Soldiers down the mountain to kill Wei Fan, but was killed by Wei Fan!"

Gao Wanfu's eyes were filled with shock, and his heart was in turmoil.

Before, he only said that Wei Fan should kill Murong Hua out of anger, because even if Wei Fan also had a holy weapon, at best he could only compete with Murong Hua, and it might even be a little dangerous.

Who would have thought that Wei Fan really used the holy soldiers to kill Murong Hua, and judging from Wei Fan's appearance, it seemed that he didn't consume any energy at all.

"The Wasteland is about to change!"

Indescribable shock filled Gao Wanfu's heart, followed by excitement.

Since Wei Fan can kill Murong Hua who wields the holy weapon, he can naturally also kill the Holy Lord of Xuanhe Sect. The so-called Holy Sect will no longer be high and mighty for Wei Fan.

With Wei Fan's character, he will definitely destroy Guangling Sect and Xuanhe Sect.

As long as these two holy sects are destroyed, the wasteland will belong to the human race in the future. He never thought that the day when the human race will wipe out the demons will come so soon.

[Kill Murong Hua, gain 100,000 years of ordinary skills, 300 years of martial arts skills]

[Ordinary skill: 360,000 years]

[King Wu's power: 300 years]

The golden bell retracted and disappeared into the body. Wei Fan rushed over and grabbed the Guangling Sect's holy weapon in his hand.

The waves in the sky subsided, leaving only the devastated land.

"Holy Soldiers!"

Wei Fan glanced at the long sword in his hand. Without the master to urge it, the holy weapon also returned to being ordinary.

He did not try to infuse his internal energy to activate the weapon. Murong Hua, who had the cultivation level of the third level of Martial King and practiced the Martial Saint technique, could only activate the Holy Weapon to launch one attack. The rest of the attack depended on burning his lifespan. The little strength he had was simply not enough for the Holy Weapon to absorb.

Gao Wanfu flew over with a shocked look on his face: "What should we do next?"

Wei Fan raised his head and looked in the direction where Murong Hua was flying from: "Guangling Sect colluded with demons and betrayed the human race. They no longer have any reason to exist."

Suppress Guangling Sect! Gao Wanfu was excited. The martial kings of the demon hunter organization had been looking forward to this day.

"Okay, let's wipe out the Saint Sect. I never thought that I would be able to participate in such a feat one day!"

Gao Wanfu let out a long roar, and he and Wei Fan turned into streams of light and disappeared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)