Song Lingyun's heart was broken and his chest sank.

He shouldn't have been so incompetent, but how could he know that Wei Fan had attained sainthood in the flesh? Once he let Wei Fan get close to him, his defeat was certain.

"escape!"

He used the force of one palm to turn around and escape, but those who have achieved sainthood in the flesh are invincible in close combat, not only in strength but also in lightning speed.

As soon as he turned around, his neck was grabbed by a strong hand, and his bones made a sound of being unable to bear the weight.

“So fierce!”

Zhihua and Gu Ziqin in the dark were stunned. It only took a few moves for Song Lingyun to be taken down by Wei Fan.

"If I hadn't been approached, I could have fought for a while longer. But getting close to someone who has achieved sainthood in the flesh is simply courting death."

Zhou Shen shook his head and secretly warned himself that when fighting with others, he would never get close to the opponent even if he died. If he was unlucky and met a strong man with a saintly body, he would be in trouble and would not have a chance to escape.

When strong men in the Saint Realm fight each other, it is generally rare for one of them to fall, unless the gap in strength is too great. The biggest reason is that they will not fight in close combat, but will attack from a distance.

At the beginning, Song Lingyun obviously underestimated Wei Fan because of his aura. He never imagined that he was a monster who had achieved sainthood in both his physical body and his soul.

"Ah!" Song Lingyun let out a shrill roar and felt that his neck was about to be crushed in the next moment.

"boom!"

His Dao power was boiling, and even the Dao appeared from the top of his head, causing the Dao to roar continuously. However, he still could not escape the hands that were holding his neck like an iron clamp.

"Bang!"

A blinding light flashed from Wei Fan's palm, and the powerful force dispersed the light on Song Lingyun's body and knocked the energy on his head back.

Blood splattered, holy blood spilled, and half of his body was torn apart.

Song Lingyun was horrified, knowing that it was a life-and-death moment.

"Please spare my life. I don't know how I have offended you. Please tell me why you want to kill me. If I am wrong, I will make amends."

The fear between life and death made Song Lingyun put aside the dignity of a powerful saint. His speech was even a little confused. Sometimes he called himself "old man", and sometimes he called himself "I".

He still hasn't realized that the person who wanted to kill him was Wei Fan. After all, he was a 19-year-old martial saint, and few people would dare to think in that direction.

Wei Fan turned Song Lingyun's head with his big hand and looked down at him, "Aren't you going to find me and force me to come out?"

Song Lingyun was stunned at first, and then his face was filled with horror: "You are Wei Fan? This is impossible, how could you have become a saint..."

He just felt cold hands and feet and numbing scalp.

The Zhilan Sect was destroyed by Wei Fan, so he naturally understood the reasons for the feud between Wei Fan and the Zhilan Sect. More than three months ago, when Wei Fan had his first conflict with the Zhilan Sect, he was only at the second level of Martial King.

It is said that it was with the help of a woman who activated the holy soldiers and took Wei Fan to escape from Zhilan City. However, it has only been a short time and Wei Fan has become a saint. His enchanting talent far exceeds that of Xuanyuan Feng in the past.

Who is Xuanyuan Feng? He is the person who turned the five major domains upside down.

"Nothing is impossible. You attacked the Yunhua Sect as a Martial Saint. Aren't you just worried that I would break through to the Saint realm and wanted to force me out?" Wei Fan raised his palm and chopped directly at Song Lingyun's head.

"No, Wei Fan, spare my life. I can apologize to you."

Song Lingyun roared. He was less than a thousand years old and could still live for several hundred years. He didn't want to die like this.

As long as Wei Fan is willing to forgive him, he will kneel down.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered, and Song Lingyun's head exploded like a watermelon. The soul in his sea of ​​consciousness was instantly destroyed by Wei Fan's power.

"Song Lingyun is dead!"

Zhihua and Gu Ziqin were shocked. After so many years of cultivation, it was the first time they saw a Saint Realm powerhouse fall. When they saw Song Lingyun kneeling and begging for mercy, they suddenly felt less awe for the Saint Realm powerhouses. It turned out that Saint Realm powerhouses were also afraid of death like ordinary people.

"So cruel, this guy is simply a Saint Realm killer!"

Zhou Shen's eyelids twitched wildly. It had only been a short time, but Wei Fan had already killed two Saint Realm powerhouses. Plus the incident at Huangfu Qingyang's Dojo, he indirectly killed a group of Demon Saints. Directly and indirectly, he had almost killed ten Saint Realm powerhouses.

“Boom…”

Song Lingyun's Dao emerged, quickly shattered and dissipated. For a moment, the avenue roared, the chain of order vibrated, and a sad atmosphere seemed to appear between heaven and earth.

The Martial King warriors could not feel anything, but the Saint Realm warriors all understood that a Saint Realm warrior had fallen.

"A Saint Realm expert has fallen. Who did it?"

Almost at the same time, all the martial saints and demon saints in the wasteland opened their eyes from meditation, with looks of surprise on their faces.

“Go and have a look!”

Some people even gave up their cultivation and rushed directly in the direction of the vibration of the avenue to find out who had died.

"Song Lingyun is dead!"

Gu Qingshan’s face was filled with shock, he knew the dead person must be Song Lingyun from Zhilan Sect, he just didn’t know if it was Wei Fan or Zhou Shen who killed him.

"Hurry up, a Saint Realm expert will be arriving soon!"

Zhou Shen appeared with Zhihua and Gu Ziqin, and left here quickly with Wei Fan.

"Why do you want to leave?"

Wei Fan was a little puzzled. If any Demon Saint was attracted over, he would just kill him. When he returned to the wasteland, his target was not only Song Lingyun, but also those Demon Saints.

If he had not arrived in time today, Huo Tianzheng and others would have been captured by the demon tribe. Even if he showed up at that time, the demon tribe would not let Huo Tianzheng and others go.

But having said that, he still followed Zhou Shen and left quickly.

"Don't let the fact that you have broken through to the Saint Realm be known for the time being. I have discussed this with the Palace Master and plan to use you as bait to lure out that old demon, the Kirin Ape Saint."

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Zhou Shen looked solemn.

Wei Fan had already sent people into the wasteland to inform Gu Qingshan about the killing of Yuan Jie, the saint of the Qilin Ape clan, and asked him to keep an eye on the movements of the Qilin Ape Saint. However, for several months, Gu Qingshan did not find the Qilin Ape Saint in the wasteland.

The Qilin Ape Demon Saint has lived for more than four thousand years and has already cultivated to the extreme realm of Demon Saint. After what happened in the wilderness this time, the outside world speculated that the Qilin Ape Demon Saint wanted to use the feedback from heaven and earth to impact the Demon King realm.

Now, more than ten days have passed since the collapse of the Dao, and there is still no news from the Qilin Ape Demon Saint, nor has he taken any revenge on Wei Fan for killing Yuan Jie. They are worried that this old demon, the Qilin Ape Demon Saint, is about to break through to the Demon King.

"The demon clan must not have one more demon king!" Zhou Shen said in a deep voice.

If a demon king is born in the demon race, no one knows how many humans will die. The Qilin Ape Demon Saint must be lured out and killed.

Even if we cannot kill it, we must injure it so that the Qilin Ape Demon Saint cannot rely on the support of heaven and earth to become the Demon King.

This old monster, whose lifespan is about to end, values ​​his successor very much, but he has not taken revenge. It is obvious that he has something more important than avenging his own son. Apart from striving to become a Monster King, they really can't think of anything else important that could make the Kirin Ape Monster Saint temporarily give up avenging his son.

"Okay, I'm familiar with this kind of thing!"

Wei Fan nodded in agreement. He was the biggest enemy of the Qilin Ape Demon Saint, so naturally he didn't want to see the Qilin Ape Demon Saint become a demon king. He would not feel at ease as long as the old demon didn't die.

"Here is this thing for you. As long as you don't use your full strength, it can suppress the aura of a Saint Realm expert in you."

Zhou Shen handed a sign with a mysterious aura to Wei Fan and left quickly.

As for Zhihua and Gu Ziqin, they were left behind to help Wei Fan lure out the Qilin Ape Demon Saint.

…

When Wei Fan was in the wilderness, he only destroyed two royal families, one of which was Daying. After destroying the Daying royal family, he gave the kingdom to Long Jianying.

The second royal family he destroyed was the Song family of Chu. After destroying the Song family, he made Deng Yuchang, the governor of the Chu State's Demon Suppression Division at the time, the new emperor of Chu. Later, he also established the Yunhua Sect in Chu.

More than ten days after the Dao collapse, powerful beings from outside began to seize territory in the wasteland and set their sights on the mountain gates of the local sects in the wasteland.

Of course, these powerful men from outside will not come directly to the sect to kill the entire family, but will first inform you that we have taken a fancy to your mountain gate and ask you to give it up within a certain period of time. If you do not know what is good for you, then other masters will come to your door.

Moreover, not all sects will take notice of them. Only those sects with particularly strong spirituality will be targeted by powerful people from outside.

Tiejianmen is such a place. Before the wasteland returned to the five major domains, Tiejianmen was just a first-rate sect in the State of Chu. There were only two martial arts masters in the sect, and the spirituality of the place where the mountain gate was located was only average.

But after the collapse of the Dao, the Iron Sword Sect underwent earth-shaking changes. The mountain where the sect was located was shrouded in auspiciousness, red clouds filled the sky, and the essence of the sect turned directly into mist.

It is said that every time their disciples take a breath, their cultivation will improve. Two elders who were originally at the Martial Honor level were almost dying of old age, but in just a dozen days they became masters of the fifth level of Martial King and regained their vitality.

But unfortunately, three days ago, Tiejianmen received a letter from a powerful outsider, asking them to give up the mountain gate within three days, otherwise they would bear the consequences.

At this moment, the area near the mountain gate of Tiejianmen was filled with people who had come to watch the show.

In the azure sky, two Martial Kings with terrifying auras stood in the air, looking down indifferently at the Iron Sword Sect masters below. They were wearing the same clothes, with a lifelike Vermilion Bird embroidered on their cuffs.

"They are from Suzaku Tower. It turns out they have set their sights on Tiejian Gate. No wonder no one has come to compete with them for the Tiejian Gate."

A foreign King of War recognized the identities of the two men. The Suzaku Tower is one of the famous holy gates in Xihezhou and is very powerful.

Strong men from the outside world want to seize territory in the wilderness. It is not uncommon for several forces to target a sect at the same time, but in the end, whoever has the greater strength will win. The mountain gate where the Iron Sword Sect is located is very spiritual, and except for the Holy Sect, ordinary sects cannot take over here.

"Two thousand five hundred years ago, the founder of our Iron Sword Sect founded our sect here. Why do you want us to leave? You outsiders are too bullying."

The leader of the Iron Sword Sect flew up to the sky, his face filled with anger. These outsiders did not regard the warriors of the desert as human beings at all. They wanted them to give up the place where their ancestors had practiced for generations unconditionally. (End of this chapter)