"We are disciples of the Xuanhe Sect..."
The two white cranes shouted in panic, hoping that their identities as disciples of the Xuanhe Sect could intimidate this killer. But before they could separate, four fists shattered the void and came towards them.
"Damn it, if you kill us, our Xuanhe Sect will not let you go!"
The two white cranes tried their best to resist, but they were as fragile as babies under the four fists. They were blown up in mid-air and turned into a bloody mist and dissipated.
"Is he still human?"
Some people screamed and their teeth chattered.
The disciples of the Little Green Dragon King and the Demon King's sect were crushed to death like chickens and dogs. They had no power to resist at all. Even if the Martial Saint himself had taken action, he would probably not be able to do more than this.
"This is not a dragon crossing the river, but a real dragon!"
What Saint Son of the Demon Clan, Saint Son of the Saint Gate, Saint Son of Yuanyi, disciple of the Wang Family of Xining, at this moment they are just about to piss themselves with fear and their teeth are chattering.
The person in front of him is not only extremely brave in combat, but also ruthless. He even dares to kill the disciples of the Demon King's sect and the Little Green Dragon King whose parents are both Demon Saints. He is simply lawless.
Let alone a Martial King, even if a Martial Saint wanted to kill them, he would have to consider whether he could withstand the wrath of the Green Dragon King and the Xuanhe Sect, but the people in front of him were killed without hesitation.
It was just a fight for a Holy Blood Fruit. Before, everyone was chasing that woman and she was running for her life. Who could have thought that it would turn out like this so quickly? The Little Green Dragon King and the disciples of the Black Crane Sect were all dead.
"I just said that in the fight for the Holy Blood Fruit, no matter what the demons stand for..."
Thinking of what he had said before, Yuan Yi Shengzi wanted to slap himself a few times. It turned out that the man was not afraid and wanted to persuade him and others from the perspective of a demon, but to remind him and others not to die.
"boom……"
Wei Fan's murderous intent was boiling, and it did not subside even after he killed the Little Green Dragon King and the two white cranes. Instead, his murderous intent continued to increase.
He could understand why Fenghua wanted to be killed for the Holy Blood Fruit, but understanding didn't mean he would forgive these people. Moreover, he reminded them once, and Mu Feng also reminded them once. These people were still mixed up with demons, so there was nothing to say.
Even if such people are not dead, they will not protect the human race while they are alive. Killing them will be the only way to wipe them out.
The murderous intent distorted the void around him, and the blood and energy like wolf smoke penetrated the sky. Wei Fan rushed forward and directly killed the group of people who did not retreat and started killing them.
He didn't care whether they were demons or martial kings, he killed all the living beings left there.
Of course, there are not many Martial Kings left. The human Martial Kings who entered Huangfu Qingyang's Dojo this time were mostly regional war generals, with independent wanderers being a minority. After knowing that Wei Fan was a regional war general who came from other continents to support Baohua Continent, most of the regional war generals retreated, and most of the Martial Kings who stayed behind were independent wanderers.
When the demon hunter organization selects these regional commanders, in addition to talent, they also have to consider character. So no matter how much they covet the Holy Blood Fruit, they will not join forces with the demons to deal with their own people.
That was why Wei Fan had no worries at all when killing.
He blasted into the crowd like a huge sun, and the mere fluctuation of his power broke bones and tendons of a group of demon kings and martial kings, while those who were close were directly shaken to death.
"Kill him! There are so many of us. I don't believe we can't kill him!"
There were also people who did not believe in the evil and shouted loudly, encouraging everyone to take action together. Sword and saber lights flashed everywhere, shattering the void in an instant, revealing a dark world of nothingness.
Wei Fan simply gave up on defense and attacked with all his might.
Four Elephants Sky-Splitting Slash! Big Sun Collapse Fist!
Eight Desolations and Six Combinations Demon Suppression Fist! Various martial arts were wielded wantonly, harvesting madly, and more than a dozen martial kings and demon kings died in a short period of time.
"Has his body become holy? His body is indestructible!"
The demon king's teeth were chattering and he shouted out loud. No matter what force hit Wei Fan, it would be shattered by his horrible body and could not hurt him at all.
It was not just one or two attacks, but hundreds of attacks that hit Wei Fan.
"court death!"
Wei Fan suddenly trembled all over, shaken by the two attacks.
The face of Yuanyi Saint was full of disbelief. He and the disciples of Xining Wang Family joined forces to attack, but they only made Wei Fan's body move slightly.
This is the result of their attack being carried out together with others. If there were no attacks from others, their attacks probably wouldn't even be able to shake Wei Fan.
The horrifying scene made his heart tremble. He could not imagine that King Wu could be so powerful.
“Boom…”
Wei Fan waved his hands, drawing a mysterious trajectory and forming a seal.
In an instant, an illusory mountain and river appeared behind him, suppressing all incoming attacks.
"Spiritual Martial Skill: Mountain and River Seal!"
The Wang family disciples could not help but scream. The King of Wu mastered the martial arts of the Yuanshen, which almost only appeared in legends and could not be seen in reality at all.
Even Yuanyi Shengzi, a natural born martial artist in the divine realm, has been practicing for more than 20 years but has not yet mastered the art of Yuanshen martial arts. For a martial king to practice Yuanshen martial arts, not only does one need an extremely strong Yuanshen realm, but also requires an incredible level of comprehension. This kind of martial arts is almost exclusive to martial saints, and only occasionally can a martial king master it.
“Run away!”
The Holy Son Yuanyi screamed. He was the strongest in the field, but he was also the first one to think of running away. Except for the Martial Saint, no one below the Martial Saint could kill him, even if they were holding holy weapons.
Moreover, because the temple was decayed, the small world could not withstand such strong power, and their elders did not allow them to bring in holy soldiers.
"boom!"
However, just as he had this thought, Wei Fan had already slapped over, and illusory mountains and rivers pressed down over their heads.
“Don’t kill me…”
The two men's eyes rolled back, and they felt as if their souls were hit by the Eternal Divine Mountain. The next moment, they knew nothing.
"Is this killer going to poke a hole in the sky of Baohuazhou?"
Mu Feng, who rushed to join the battle with Fenghua, Daoba and others, felt his scalp tingling. Wei Fan was simply lawless. It was bad enough that he killed the demon kings such as the Little Green Dragon King and the disciples of the Xuanhe Sect, but he even killed the Holy Son Yuanyi and the disciples of the Xining Wang family. Even if he had a distinguished background in secret, it was felt that Wei Fan had poked a hole in the sky of Beidingzhou.
And it wasn't just the Saint Son Yuanyi and the Wang family disciples who died. Among the Saint Sons from the human race, only one withdrew, and two stayed. There was an unlucky guy who stood with the Saint Son Yuanyi and was also killed by this Yuanshen martial art.
“Run away!”
"This guy is not a human!"
"He must be a martial saint!"
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At this time, desperate roars rang out. The group of martial kings and demon kings who had been blinded by the Holy Blood Fruit finally came to their senses. They no longer dreamed of killing Wei Fan by numbers and scrambled to escape.
"kill!"
"Kill all these beasts who dare to mess with my people from Beidingzhou!"
"Don't let any of the demon kings go!"
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Scar Jinpeng and his companions were as energetic as if they were injected with chicken blood. They were all full of fighting spirit and began to surround and kill the fleeing demon king.
Wei Fan had already done several earth-shattering things in Beidingzhou, so they were not making a fuss at the moment. They just felt that it was the greatest honor to be able to fight with Wei Fan. They didn't care whether your damn Saint Son died or not, or how many of him died.
Moreover, they had no good feelings towards these saints. In that situation, not only would they not help Fenghua to resist the demons, but at least they would not participate in the siege.
"Brothers, the war has begun. The brothers from Beidingzhou are here to help us. Don't let them think that I, the commander of Baohuazhou, have no sense of the overall situation. Kill these monsters!"
At this time, the regional generals who had retreated far away before also roared and surrounded and killed the fleeing demon king.
They may not kill King Wu, but all the demon kings must die.
A melee broke out, and Wei Fan sighed. It was almost impossible for him to kill all the demon kings by himself. Fifty or sixty demon kings fled separately when they saw the situation was not good. How many could he kill? Scar and others were bound to join the battle.
He restrained his murderous intent, and began to restrain his strength. He roamed the battlefield and killed one by one, first slaughtering the two surviving demon saints. After a while, fifty or sixty demon kings were slaughtered, and blood flowed like a river.
Those who did not retreat before Wei Fan took action, whether they were Martial Kings or Demon Kings, all died. The Martial Kings who were watching the battle watched this scene trembling in fear.
"Underworld Fire? Beidingzhou had a terrifying Wei Fan before, how come there is another person who is even more terrifying than Wei Fan?"
The Holy Son of the Seven Stars Sect felt a chill down his spine and his entire body was soaked in cold sweat.
He almost stayed just now, but in the end he did not stand with the Holy Son Yuanyi because of his position as a human demon. If he did not have a trace of racial justice in his heart, he would have turned into a pile of broken bones by now.
A strong person like Yuanyi Saint Son, who was born in the divine realm and had a high probability of becoming a saint in the future, has now become a lifeless corpse. It is horrifying to think about it.
"Holy Son, have you not reacted yet? This Nether Fire is most likely Wei Fan. They are the same person." The person next to the Holy Son of the Seven Stars Sect spoke.
There are not so many peerless geniuses in the world. It's just one continent, how could there be two geniuses who can compare with Xuanyuan Feng at the same time? There is a high probability that they are the same person, otherwise Xuanyuan Feng would not be called the number one in the Eastern Region for two thousand years.
"Yes, it's definitely the same person!"
The Saint Son of the Seven Stars Sect was stunned, and also felt that it was very likely that Wei Fan and Minghuo were the same person. It was just that the Wei Fan in the rumors was slightly worse than Xuanyuan Feng, while the Minghuo in front of him was more terrifying than Xuanyuan Feng. He did not connect the two at once.
"Big victory!"
A regional general could not help but shout that fifty or sixty demon kings were killed in this battle, including three saints of the demon clan and two disciples of the Xuanhe Sect. Although there were still many demon kings in the dojo, they could not cause any trouble.
"Why!"
Mu Feng sighed. It wasn't just three Saint Sons who died. Rather, all the Saint Sons of the demon race who entered the Taoist temple were killed. Even the Saint Sons of the human race were killed, leaving only one Saint Son from the Seven Stars Gate. It was as if the sky was pierced.
"Let's go find the remaining demon kings and kill them all. This time, the human race will make sure these demons never return."
Some of the regional generals turned around and left, and those martial arts kings of the rivers and lakes also left.
They saw the palace in the distance, but no one dared to think of robbing it now. It would be better to leave the palace and search in the wild, perhaps they could get something. Competing with Wei Fan for the things in the palace would only lead to their own death.
This is no longer the dojo of Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang, but Wei Fan's dojo. It would be more convenient to commit suicide than to fight with Wei Fan for it.
And Fenghua can find the Holy Blood Fruit outside, which means there are good things in the wild.
"Let's go too!"
Scar greeted the regional commander from Beidingzhou, nodded to Wei Fan and left. Now that the little green dragon king and other holy sons of the demon clan were dead, the dojo was no longer dangerous for them. If they were lucky, they could even find the second holy blood fruit. It would be a bad idea for them to stay together.
"I'll let you know when I find the place where I left!" Wei Fan watched Scar and the others leave. (End of this chapter)