Chapter 311 Kick the Iron Plate, the Holy Soldiers Attack

In the sky, blood burst out one after another, Hou Zhijie was almost beaten into a sieve, and many blood holes were transparent from front to back.

Before Wei Fan's palm even touched him, he was already half dead.

"How is it possible..."

"Who is this young man? How could he be so terrifying? He is Hou Zhijie, the core disciple of Zhilan Sect, a genius who broke through to the Martial King level in his thirties. Yet, he is so vulnerable under his hands."

"I have seen all the famous evildoers in Beidingzhou. When did such a person appear? Could he be a fierce man from other places?"

"What a peerless evildoer! No wonder he dared to kill the patrol officers of Zhilan City. This kind of person must be very powerful. He doesn't need to be afraid of a mere core disciple of Zhilan Sect."

"The Zhilan Sect has always been overbearing, but I'm afraid they'll hit a wall this time!"

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The people who came to watch the fight were all shocked. They thought they would see a evenly matched battle, but it turned out to be a one-sided crushing defeat.

Hou Zhijie, the core disciple of Zhilan Sect, was almost slapped to death by an unknown young man, who broke Zhilan Sect's Determination Void Sword Technique with a casual palm.

Both of them are at the second level of Martial King, but Hou Zhijie is like an ant under Wei Fan's hands. It can even be seen that Wei Fan did not use his full strength, but just struck casually.

Now everyone is curious about Wei Fan’s identity. Such a person cannot be unknown. It is speculated that he probably does not belong to Beidingzhou.

"He has already learned his own martial arts through the Three Emperors Sutra, and has already completed his training." Fenghua looked surprised and doubtful.

She knew that Wei Fan had read the Three Emperors Sutra, but she didn't expect that Wei Fan had already figured out the secret method from the Three Emperors Sutra.

Although she had not been in contact with Wei Fan for a long time, she knew the approximate level of Wei Fan's fighting ability. She was not worried that Wei Fan would lose in the fight between Wei Fan and Hou Zhijie, but it was impossible for him to defeat Hou Zhijie so easily.

The only explanation is that Wei Fan has learned something from the Three Emperors Sutra and discarded the previous Guangling Martial Arts Canon.

"What a monster!"

She was also a monster, but she was still scared by Wei Fan.

It had only been a short time since he came out of the wilderness, and while he had raised his cultivation from the first level of Martial King to the second level, he had actually realized something from the Three Emperors Sutra and had already cultivated it, completing the replacement of power.

If she hadn't brought Wei Fan out from the wilderness, she wouldn't have believed that this was a person from the place where the Dao collapsed.

"You... who are you?"

Hou Zhijie's face was filled with fear and his body was covered with blood holes. Although the injury was serious, for a powerful martial king, as long as his soul was still there, he would not die for the time being.

He was almost scared to death. Others only saw that Wei Fan almost slapped him to death, and had no idea what kind of pressure he was under at the moment.

They are both at the second level of Martial King. He had never thought that someone could crush him to this extent. He was afraid that even the sons of saints from some holy lands did not have such terrifying combat power.

His face turned pale and his body retreated rapidly. He just wanted to get away from the horrifying monster in front of him.

"You have targeted me time and again and wanted to kill me, but you don't even know who I am?"

Wei Fan had a cold expression on his face and followed him like a shadow.

He didn't even use his martial arts, for fear that he would blow Hou Zhijie up with one move.

Boom! He activated the Flowing Cloud and Breeze Step, exerting a huge pressure, and caught up with Hou Zhijie in one step, then grabbed Hou Zhijie's neck.

"I am a core disciple of the Zhilan Sect. Let me go, or you won't be able to leave here today!"

Hou Zhijie's face turned pale instantly. The posture in front of him made him extremely ashamed and angry, but Wei Fan's palm was like a mountain, suppressing all his strength and making him unable to move at all.

"You are just a piece of trash who only relies on the reputation of the sect. You are just like those people just now. You also think that I dare not kill you? Tell me why you keep targeting me, and I can spare your life. Otherwise, I can only search your soul."

Wei Fan did not search Hou Zhijie's soul immediately. The disciples of such a big sect all have restrictions in their souls, so searching their souls is almost impossible.

"You dare!" Hou Zhijie said sternly.

"It seems like you don't want to talk anymore?" Wei Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he immediately put his five fingers on Hou Zhijie's head: "This is your last chance. Tell me who you are working for. Otherwise, you know the consequences of soul searching!"

Hou Zhijie's expression changed and he showed fear, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to.

"It seems that you are also a minion. I can only find the answer myself!"

Wei Fan looked indifferent, and the power of his will descended like a storm and poured into Hou Zhijie's mind. He knew that he probably wouldn't be able to find anything useful, but he had to try anyway, and he couldn't possibly let Hou Zhijie go.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the distant Zhilan City, like thunder, shaking many onlookers down from the sky.

Boom! A figure as majestic as the sun rose from the center of Zhilan City, emitting a thousand-foot-high light. Then, a terrifying hand almost burst the sky and grabbed Wei Fan.

"Dare to hurt my Zhilan Sect disciples?"

In an instant, terrifying waves surged, evaporating all the cloud cities in the sky, revealing the blue sky.

"You beat the younger one and then the older one?"

Wei Fan had a grim look on his face. This person must be at least a martial king of the seventh or eighth level. He didn't know exactly how strong he was, because this was the first time he encountered a master of this level.

"This is the territory of my Zhilan Sect. Do you think you can kill anyone you want?" Hou Zhijie, whose head was held, felt better and looked frantic.

Now Wei Fan faces two choices: continue to search Hou Zhijie's soul, kill Hou Zhijie, and then he will also be caught and killed by the big hand.

The second is to release Hou Zhijie and escape immediately.

Although he crushed Hou Zhijie, he could never contend with the strong man from the Zhilan Sect.

"Leave this person to me, and concentrate on your work!"

Fenghua appeared silently beside Wei Fan, her long black hair fluttering and a terrifying aura emanating from her body.

She did not intend to stand idly by. Although it had not been confirmed yet, this incident must have been caused by her. She had also been furious for a long time and wanted to know who was targeting Wei Fan because of her.

"good!"

Wei Fan nodded without saying anything more, and continued to concentrate on using his secret technique to search Hou Zhijie's soul. He could use his holy weapons to kill the strong man from the Zhilan Sect, or he could summon the Human Emperor Bell.

But if Fenghua wanted to take action, there was no need for him to show off.

After leaving the wilderness, Fenghua had already recovered to the seventh level of Martial King cultivation, and was not much weaker than the strong man from Zhilan Sect.

"It turns out that there are strong people around him. It seems that the Zhilan Sect can't do anything to him!"

"She is only at the seventh level of Martial King. Even if this woman can defeat this expert from Zhilan Sect, can she defeat everyone from Zhilan Sect?"

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"You actually plan to continue to fight against the Zhilan Sect. If you don't run away quickly, aren't you afraid of provoking the Zhilan Sect's Martial Saint?"

"Now that the Demon Saint and Martial Saint of Beidingzhou have entered the wasteland, the Martial Saint of Zhilan Sect may not still be in Zhilan Sect!"

…

The aura of Fenghua excited all the onlookers. Between Wei Fan and Zhilan Sect, most people still favored Wei Fan and did not want anything to happen to him.

The Holy Sect is high and mighty, and has always been disliked by the people in the martial arts world. Add to that what happened today, and how Wei Fan was deliberately targeted by the people of the Zhilan Sect when he was slaying demons for the human race, and everyone dislikes the Zhilan Sect even more.

Fenghua's aura was captivating, and light was flowing. The aura of the seventh level of the Martial King erupted like a volcano and was fully released.

Boom! Facing the grabbing hand, she raised her hands and pushed it out flatly. In an instant, it was as if the sky collapsed and the earth split, and the wind and clouds were turbulent.

The huge sound was deafening, and it was like a bolt of thunder across the sky.

Wei Fan grabbed Hou Zhijie with one hand and couldn't help but step back to avoid Feng Hua's power fluctuations.

"Boom..."

As everyone was shocked, the huge hand that had grabbed them exploded on the spot, blown apart from the inside by a terrifying force. Flesh and flesh flew everywhere, and a bloody rain fell from the sky.

The master from Zhilan Sect who slapped out his big hands let out a scream, covered half of his arm and flew across the air, his face full of horror.

"This woman is so strong, who is she?"

"It's vulnerable again. Is the Zhilan Sect just famous for nothing? This is too embarrassing for the Saint Sect to be crushed by unknown people one after another."

"It's not that the strong men of Zhilan Sect are weak, but that man and woman are both amazing monsters, with unrivaled combat power at the same level. Zhilan Sect has hit a wall."

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Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that Feng Hua and Wei Fan both had the invincible aura in their level.

"I didn't expect that the Zhilan Sect's Demon Subduing Handprint could be broken in this way."

"That's the mayor of Zhilan City. He was also a famous genius when he was young. I didn't expect him to be so vulnerable to this woman."

"The Lord of Zhilan City, who is at the seventh level of Martial King, is vulnerable. Will there be any strong men from the Zhilan Sect who can take action?"

The expressions of many people watching the show became more and more excited, feeling that something big was going to happen today.

After beating the younger one, the Zhilan Sect sent out the older one. Now the older one has also been beaten. Will the Zhilan Sect continue to send out strong men to maintain its dignity? The mayor of Zhilan City, who is at the seventh level of Martial King, is vulnerable. If they want to maintain their dignity, they must either use the Martial Saint or the Saint Soldiers.

But in fact, no matter whether it is the Holy Soldiers or the Martial Saint who takes action, as long as Wei Fan and Feng Hua cannot be saved, the Zhilan Sect will lose face today.

But could these two stunning young people have no background? Zhilan Sect really dared to kill them. If both of them were disciples of the Saint Sect, the consequence of killing them would be a Saint Sect War.

"No……"

At this time, Hou Zhijie let out an unwilling wail and his head exploded like a watermelon.

Wei Fan triggered the restriction in his soul, causing his soul to explode on the spot and his brain splattered.

"I can't find anything!"

He casually threw Hou Zhijie's body from the sky, creating a deep pit on the ground.

"How dare you kill the disciples of Zhilan Sect!"

A loud shout was heard from afar, and the sky seemed to be rolling like a vast ocean, shattering the boundless cloud city and revealing a powerful warrior of the ninth level of Martial King.

He held a spear in his hand, which he had already urged to emit a terrifying holy weapon wave.

"It's the great elder of Zhilan Sect. He has mobilized the holy soldiers!"

Someone screamed and his face turned pale. He didn't expect that the Zhilan Sect would actually use the holy soldiers outside Zhilan City, without caring about the possible loss of life caused by using the holy soldiers.

(End of this chapter)