"Be careful of the Xuanhe Sect's Demon King's secret technique. If you can't defeat him, run to me!"
Gu Qingshan’s voice rang in Wei Fan’s mind.
The reason why the Imperial Sect is so high and mighty is that, in addition to having the imperial soldiers to intimidate all enemies, it also has the secret techniques and powerful bloodline passed down by imperial masters.
Wei Fan nodded slightly, tore open the space with his hands and jumped into the world of nothingness. Then Gu Qingshan, Zhou Shen and the Three-Eyed Toad Saint also shattered the space and followed in.
"What a shame! Why don't they fight outside?"
The people in Tianxing City couldn't help but beat their chests and stamp their feet when they saw that the battlefield was in the world of nothingness. In this way, they couldn't see the whole process of the fight.
The world of nothingness is eternally silent, without a trace of light, but at this moment it is as bright as day, the divine light covers the sky and the earth, and the power surges like a tide.
"Give my fifth brother back his life!"
He Feihong let out a long howl and stretched out a claw that seemed to be real to grab Wei Fan. The fur on the claw was clearly visible, just like a flesh and blood body. The powerful energy and blood made the virtual world shake.
"You already have the aura of a Dharma-Appearance Martial Saint. You are worthy of being a disciple of the Imperial Path Sect."
Wei Fan didn't know whether this was He Feihong's special move or a random attack, but from the aura he felt at this moment, He Feihong was no weaker than that of Elder Xuanjian from the Tianxuan Sect.
And this He Feihong is obviously not a very powerful disciple in Xuanhe Sect, otherwise Gu Qingshan would not be unfamiliar with him.
"Shameless bastards, you beasts are indeed shameless. He is about to break through the Dharma Realm, while Wei Fan has just broken through the Saint Realm. This is what you call a battle of the same level."
Zhou Shen cursed at the Three-Eyed Toad Saint. As soon as they saw He Feihong's aura, they knew that He Feihong was about to break through the Dharmakaya realm. Ordinary Dharmakaya Martial Saints might not be He Feihong's opponents.
"boom!"
Dao marks appeared on Wei Fan's body, emitting a mysterious aura. He had added the three thousand years of martial saint power he gained from killing Jiang Yiyun to the Nine Nine True Skills and the Three Emperors Sutra.
Now his Dao had reached six hundred feet, and he began to practice the fifty-seventh picture of the Nine-Nine True Skill.
He didn't dare to use his spiritual power!
You have to know that it has been less than a month since he broke through to the Saint Realm. To condense a Dao that is six hundred feet long in less than a month is a very horrifying thing. He can only resort to the not very intuitive method of body refining.
After all, strength is something that, in addition to talent, is also related to the method of cultivation. If he were Jia Le He Fei Hong, others would think it was because he practiced a peerless martial art of body refining.
In an instant, an unparalleled aura swept across, slowing down the speed of the claws that were coming at him. The dragon-like energy and blood penetrated the virtual world and the real world. All the human warriors in Tianxing City saw this astonishing energy and blood smoke.
"This kid is much stronger than he was in the wilderness. How did he do it?"
Gu Qingshan was moved. Wei Fan’s aura was no weaker than that of a Dharmakāśrī. His body looked even more terrifying than that of an ordinary saint soldier. The mysterious Dao marks exuded a natural aura.
"This is the Nine-Nine True Skill!" Zhou Shen stared at Wei Fan intently.
The "Thunder Mountain Heavenly Art" has been coveted by countless saints in the five domains for many years, but only Wei Fan has mastered it. This is definitely an unparalleled martial art.
"boom!"
Wei Fan was like a bolt of thunder passing through the sky. He smashed He Feihong's claws with one punch, and his body emitted a thousand-foot-long light.
If his current physical cultivation is converted into Dao Condensation cultivation, it is actually equivalent to condensing a Dao five or six hundred feet long, which is not much different from He Feihong's cultivation.
Although He Feihong is about to break through to the Dharma Realm, he is not there yet.
"This body is simply terrifying. People whose bodies have been sanctified usually don't have such a strong body. He must have practiced a unique body-refining martial art."
He Feihong was surprised, for only he knew how strong the force he had unleashed was. Any ordinary Dharmakāśyapa Martial Saint could have repelled it, but Wei Fan smashed it to pieces with one palm strike. One must know that Wei Fan had only been a saint for a month, yet his physical body already had the strength to rival that of a Dharmakāśyapa Martial Saint.
He blasted out another sword beam. The terrifying sword intent was so sharp that it actually drew out the avenue, making a clanging sound.
This means that even if He Feihong has not entered the realm of swordsmanship and has not reached the supreme realm of a sword saint, his sword skills are not much weaker than those of a sword saint-level figure.
"The Demon King's bloodline is truly terrifying!"
Gu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know He Feihong, but he knew that He Feihong was not the best among the disciples of this generation of Xuanhe Sect and his reputation was not very loud.
However, Wei Fan's performance was more eye-catching and more domineering.
Facing the sword that was pulling out the avenue, he simply grabbed it with his bare hands and shattered the terrifying sword without leaving any trace on his hands.
"Are you tickling me? When I was at the Martial King level, I could catch a Saint Weapon with my bare hands. Your means are not enough to kill me."
Wei Fan's flesh shell glowed, Dao Marks flowed, and his thick hair fluttered. He stepped on Qing Ming You to quickly close the distance between him and He Feihong. However, the speed of this clan was too terrifying. Even though he, Qing Ming You, had already cultivated to perfection, was still somewhat inferior to He Feihong.
Even the speed displayed by He Feihong at this moment may not be the fastest. Unless he is willing to expose his wind and thunder wings, he will never be able to catch up with He Feihong.
He simply stood there, too lazy to waste his energy. After all, it was He Feihong who wanted to kill him, not him. Without a close fight, He Feihong could not kill him even if he died of exhaustion.
"snort!"
He Feihong snorted coldly. Wei Fan's body was truly amazing. Although he had the blood of the Demon King and his body was not weak, he really didn't want to fight in close combat with a demon whose body had become a saint.
Although he is fast and has extreme speed, his speed advantage will be weakened once the distance is shortened.
But without fighting Wei Fan at close range, there is basically no possibility of killing Wei Fan relying solely on these long-range attack methods.
He Feihong stood a few miles away, his body was crystal clear and shining. Wei Fan hooked his finger at him: "Do you want to kill me? If you want to kill me, come over here. If you still use this kind of painless move, I won't accompany you anymore."
"Want to leave? Leave your life to me!"
No matter how unwilling he was, He Feihong knew that he had to fight Wei Fan at close range. If the distance was too far, the force would be much weakened by the time it hit Wei Fan.
After going through untold hardships to travel from Xuanhe Sect to Beiding Continent, and even asking the Three-eyed Toad Saint to protect him, if he retreated like this and didn't dare to engage in close combat with Wei Fan, if this got out, not only would he be embarrassed, but the Xuanhe Sect would also be embarrassed.
"boom!"
He Feihong turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Wei Fan. No one knew how terrifying his speed was, but he actually created a terrifying sonic boom in the world of nothingness.
His fist was covered with a thick layer of Taoist power, which produced flames like a meteor. In almost the blink of an eye, he was close to Wei Fan.
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Wei Fan unleashed the Big Sun Collapsing Fist, instinctively punching forward. The flaming red sun emitted a high temperature that could burn the sky and boil the sea, and the terrifying heat wave swept in all directions.
"boom……"
A terrible sound like two worlds colliding was heard, and the sun broke apart, turning into fragments that exploded and landed on his own body and was destroyed.
In front of him, He Feihong changed from an extremely fast speed to a still state, revealing a horrified expression.
He used the Crane Clan's extreme speed and covered a distance of several miles in the blink of an eye. Unexpectedly, Wei Fan was able to react in time and hit his fist with an accurate punch.
The exploding sun hit his body, making a tinkling sound. His white clothes swelled, his hair flew, and the surging power was like the waves rolling back. The light on He Feihong's body was distorted.
The next moment, he flew backwards involuntarily, his face flushed.
In the first round of real confrontation, He Feihong was defeated by Wei Fan. Even though he possessed the blood of the Demon King and his cultivation was higher than Wei Fan's, Wei Fan was able to break his shocking punch with just his physical strength.
The space was directly shattered, revealing the mountains and rivers outside, and terrifying power surged out.
Gu Qingshan gently waved his sleeves to wipe out this terrifying force that could destroy the world, preventing it from harming the mountains and rivers near Tianxing City.
“It is so terrifying that the physical body can be sanctified!” He Feihong was somewhat moved.
"You are OK. If it were an ordinary Condensation Dao Martial Saint, this punch of mine would be enough to turn him into pulp."
Wei Fan was also a little amazed. He Feihong's body was also extremely strong. Although he knocked He Feihong back with one punch, the actual damage was not great.
"furious!"
However, his words sounded extremely insulting to He Feihong. He had the blood of the Demon King and was at a high level when fighting with Wei Fan and was even knocked back. This was simply a humiliation for him.
He Feihong pounced on him again. Wei Fan's punch didn't cause much damage to him, which gave him some confidence.
"cut!"
The sound of rivers roaring came from He Feihong's body, power surged wildly, two cold rays shot out from the moo, and demonic energy soared into the sky.
He clenched his hands like swords and raised his arms high as if to chop and kill. With the power of his will bursting out, the avenue was drawn out and the chain of order emitted streams of light and flowed towards his body.
The terrifying sword intent caused the space to shatter, the chaotic energy surged, and an illusory sword pierced through the virtual world and the real world.
"boom!"
The sky and the earth seemed to be separated. It was impossible to describe the sharpness of this sword. Even the great way of the sword resonated with it. The divine light was shining brightly and it came over like flowing water.
During this process, He Feihong's arms turned into pure snow-white wings, and every feather on them was filled with sword energy and sharp divine light like a heavenly sword.
These feathers of his have fallen for many years and are imbued with the power of his will. It can be said that if you pluck one of them and give it to a Martial King to use, its power will far exceed that of an ordinary top-level Martial King's magical weapon, and it can even easily cut through a top-level Martial King's magical weapon. But his body is covered with such feathers.
"A Martial Saint who has just entered the Dharma Realm cannot withstand this move. He dares to come and kill Wei Fan. This beast is indeed extraordinary." Zhou Shen looked solemn.
Wei Fan's hair was flying, and he was eager to fight. He also raised his arm: "I have been forced to defend myself all along. You can try to take my blow."
The majestic blood energy shook the void world, and he himself seemed to have transformed into a ruthless heavenly sword, and the sharp sword intent collided with He Feihong's sword intent through the air.
The ways of the four sacred beasts were revealed, and their roars were deafening. (End of this chapter)