“Puff, puff…”

The clash between the sword and the knife was the most terrifying, with sounds of annihilation constantly ringing around.

Wei Fan's blood was boiling and his body was glowing. He did not use the condensed Dao, but with the power of his will, even without using the Dao, it was enough to draw out the Dao of the Sword with the sword intent of the Four Symbols Sky-Splitting Slash.

The four sacred beasts roared loudly and spun around Wei Fan's arm, and the sword and saber lights collided in an instant.

This is a confrontation between a man and a demon using swordsmanship and knives, as well as a collision of fleshly bodies.

"boom……"

Like a thunderclap, the dazzling light covered the sky and submerged the figures of Wei Fan and He Feihong. The ways of the knife and the sword that penetrated the sky and the earth roared, and then retreated together, with the flashes of swords and shadows of swords shooting in all directions.

The waves of destruction surged, and a terrible thing happened. The place where Wei Fan and He Feihong were standing collapsed, and the man and the monster fell out of the world of nothingness together and appeared in the real world, as if even the world of nothingness could not withstand the terrible power brought by this confrontation.

"snort!"

He Feihong groaned in pain. Looking closely, blood splattered on his wings, and several feathers exploded, causing the light to dim.

He felt that his wings were almost losing feeling, and his body, which had the blood of the Demon King, was cut open, revealing scars deep enough to see the bones, and bones as white as jade.

“Boom…”

Even though Gu Qingshan acted in time, the mountains still shook, smoke and dust rose, and the battle directly spread to the real world.

"The crane monster was injured by Wei Fan!" someone in Tianxing City shouted.

Blood as crystal clear as blood diamonds dripped from the sky, smashing the ground like a mountain, leaving terrible cracks and shaking the earth.

Everyone was shocked to see Wei Fan's blood was like a dragon, penetrating the sky and the earth. His body was covered with mysterious Dao marks, spreading into the void like electric arcs. The sword intent in his body was surging. He raised his hand and chopped He Feihong back to the world of nothingness with another sword.

"Mr. He is injured!"

The Three-Eyed Toad Saint was shocked. He Feihong, who possessed the blood of the Demon King, was actually injured by Wei Fan in their first real confrontation, and the sky was stained with blood.

"The physical body is not the only thing. This young master has the secret technique of the Demon King, which can kill you."

The thousands of feet long divine light once again illuminated the world of nothingness. He Feihong's newly transformed arm was dripping with blood, and the flowing light truly healed his injuries. He retreated at extreme speed and in a flash distanced himself from Wei Fan.

The crane's cry was piercing, piercing through gold and splitting rocks. A few fallen feathers were shattered in an instant by the terrible sound waves, and Wei Fan's aura began to twist.

"Eight Desolations and Six Combinations Demon-Suppressing Fist!"

He unleashed the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Demon-Suppressing Fist, and in an instant fourteen fists emitting terrifying waves appeared, surrounding He Feihong from the sky and the ground, and from all directions.

But he was too fast, and he could dodge even this kind of martial arts that could only be used for head-on resistance in the nick of time, causing Wei Fan's fourteen punches to miss.

"hateful!"

He Feihong was furious. There was a reason why people who had achieved sainthood in the flesh could not get close to him. Not only were their strength and defense terrifying, but it took almost no time to accumulate strength. A random punch or palm could be a terrifying attack.

Although he had mastered the secret technique of the Demon King, it took time to accumulate energy before he could use it. Wei Fan's physique was unmatched and his strength was extraordinary, so he didn't have time to use it at all.

He had just dodged fourteen punches when Wei Fan rushed over like a bolt of thunder, his fists cracking the sky and stirring up the void world.

He Feihong let out a long roar, and his hands turned into wings, alternating between cutting towards Wei Fan's fists like heavenly swords.

The wings covered the sky and the sun, cutting the world of nothingness and extending into the real world.

Each of his feathers was like a divine weapon that could easily cut through the top martial king's divine weapons. However, when they cut Wei Fan's fist, they only splashed a string of sparks, and the feathers, like divine swords, were shaken off and shattered by the aftermath of the fight.

"If this is all your strength, you will surely die today."

Wei Fan roared loudly, his momentum was shocking, his blood of battle almost burning.

He stepped on Qingmingyou, and his five fingers emitted bursts of dragon roars as he grabbed at the wings that were already hot with blood, but He Feihong just flapped his wings and disappeared before his eyes.

Their clan is extremely fast. Not to mention compared with human warriors, there are few rivals even among the demon clan. He may not be able to beat Wei Fan, but he is confident that his speed can surpass Wei Fan by ten blocks.

In just a flash, he appeared on the other side of Wei Fan, his wings like a heavenly sword slashing towards Wei Fan's waist.

Under the power of the sharp sword, the space was cut open, and a huge crack appeared.

Wei Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already fought with He Feihong several times and had a good idea of ​​the power of He Feihong's wings. They could kill an average Neng Dao Martial Saint and hurt an average Dharmakaya Martial Saint, but the damage to his body, which was tempered by the Nine-Nine True Skills, was just average and could not break his defense at all.

He Feihong wanted to suppress him with his speed. This speed would be fatal to other martial saints, but for him, who had an extremely terrifying physical defense, he didn't need to worry too much.

The wings swept across the sky, emitting a sharp breath, and instantly cut Wei Fan's waist.

"boom!"

Wei Fan's body was shaking, but he was not cut by the wings. The sky was filled with flying sparks, like fireworks.

"break!"

Wei Fan roared, and at the moment the wing cut across his waist, he seized the opportunity and punched it hard.

His punches were powerful and unparalleled, and were brighter than the sun.

“Crack!”

Amid the huge roar, there was the sound of breaking bones, blood splattered, the white feather fell, and the divine light dimmed.

In severe pain, He Feihong couldn't help but let out a crane cry, with a distorted expression.

The power of his will swept out, picked up the fallen feathers and splattered blood, and disappeared on the spot. His whole body was surging with light, and he reconnected the folded wings.

"God-killing Slash!"

He shouted loudly, a terrifying aura surged from his body, and his brows emitted a shocking wave, causing the chain of order between heaven and earth to tremble and the power of Tao to flow.

After accumulating energy for a long time, the Demon King's secret technique that he had mastered finally came to an end.

"Be careful, this is a mystical magic!"

Gu Qingshan let out a long roar to remind Wei Fan, worried that Wei Fan didn’t know what the God-Slaying Slash was.

This is a spiritual martial art created by the Demon King. It is designed to kill the soul of a warrior and can destroy the opponent's consciousness on a spiritual level. It is extremely terrifying.

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Wei Fan had actually already sensed the horror of this secret technique. His martial arts spiritual perception had already sounded the alarm, and his soul opened his martial arts heavenly eye. His wind and thunder wings almost couldn't help but open on their own, trying to pull his consciousness into his sea of ​​​​consciousness so that he could fully deal with the God-Destroying Slash.

"boom!"

Wei Fan quickly retreated, putting some distance between himself and He Feihong, while waving his hands.

Only the martial arts of the soul can be used to fight against it. Ordinary strength can't defend against it at all. If you use the soul to resist it, you will be crippled if you don't die.

This is the foundation of the Imperial Sect. Ordinary Saint Realm powerhouses have no way to master the martial arts of the soul, unless they are willing to work for the Demon Hunter Organization.

A landscape of mountains and rivers emerged, with majestic mountains, roaring rivers, and every blade of grass and tree clearly visible.

"He has evolved the Mountain and River Seal to the pinnacle!"

Zhou Shen was surprised. Wei Fan had also used this spiritual martial art during the battle with the Five Tigers in the Wasteland, but the Mountain and River Seal that Wei Fan displayed at that time was not as powerful as it is now.

This vast momentum seemed not to be the evolution of martial arts, but to have summoned real mountains and rivers, and one could feel a heavy pressure.

"call out!"

A blade light broke out from between He Feihong's eyebrows, with the power to cut through everything in heaven and earth, and the aura of the emperor was overwhelming.

The blade light was as fast as lightning, like a crescent moon emitting a blood-red light, like a ray of light cutting through the world of nothingness. Zhou Shen and others didn't know what Wei Fan felt, but their souls were frightened by the aura of the God-Destroying Slash, and they subconsciously took defense.

This is not an ordinary spiritual martial art, but a secret technique created by the Demon King after He Feihong had been accumulating energy for a long time.

The blood moon flashed, transcending the limitations of space, and was in front of Wei Fan in an instant. He had no time to use his martial arts heavenly eyes to see if there was any weakness in this spiritual martial art. He relied entirely on his divine martial arts spiritual perception to smash the Mountain and River Seal heavily in front of him to block the blood moon from rushing into his body.

"Bang!"

The blood moon and the mountains and rivers seemed like real objects, and the collision made a loud noise that shook the spiritual world. Wei Fan felt that his head went blank for an instant, his sea of ​​consciousness was shaking, and the six hundred-foot Dao was almost shaken to appear.

The mountains and rivers exploded, the blood moon collapsed, and Wei Fan looked over and saw that He Feihong was even worse off than him. Blood was flowing from all his seven orifices, and he covered his head with his hands in pain.

Although he was using the Demon King's secret technique, Wei Fan's Mountain and River Seal was just an ordinary soul martial art. However, Wei Fan's soul had undergone four transformations and easily withstood the backlash of the soul martial arts bombardment. He did not have this ability, and he felt as if his soul was about to fall apart, and his aura was in chaos.

"Impossible, the Mountain and River Seal is just an ordinary Yuanshen martial art, how can it be against the God-Destroying Slash..."

He Feihong looked incredulous. Not only could the Demon King's secret technique not kill Wei Fan, but it didn't even hurt Wei Fan at all.

In fact, if Wei Fan was an ordinary saint, the backlash would be enough to seriously injure him. The Mountain and River Seal and the God-Destroying Slash were just evenly matched.

"kill!"

Wei Fan knew the principle of striking while the sick is weak, so he didn't waste any words. It was the right time to kill He Feihong while He Feihong's mind was shaken and his soul was unstable. Otherwise, let He Feihong recover. With He Feihong's extreme speed, it would be difficult for him to kill He Feihong unless he exposed his Wind and Thunder Wings or the Wanling Bell.

The power surged like a tide, and the extinguished blood and energy penetrated the world of nothingness and the real world like a dragon. Wei Fan flashed close to He Feihong who was still in pain, and chopped him down with his hands like a knife.

"roar!"

"Moo!"

…

The four sacred beasts roared, and their shadows chopped down with Wei Fan’s hand knife. The sharp sword intent seemed to be able to create the world.

“Get out of the way!” The three-eyed toad saint in the distance changed his expression and roared at the top of his lungs.

This kind of spiritual martial arts confrontation is the most dangerous, and the outcome is basically decided in an instant. He knew that He Feihong had lost.

Wei Fan was fine, but He Feihong was bleeding from all seven orifices and his soul was severely damaged. He could not exert his peak combat power in a short period of time. Under such circumstances, the probability of him being killed by Wei Fan was very high.

Although he had said before that he would not intervene, he could not help but intervene when He Feihong was in danger of death. While roaring, he stretched out a big hand and slapped him. (End of this chapter)