Practicing martial arts is too difficult, so I choose to defeat others

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

Before Wei Fan's palm touched his body, he was already half dead.

"How is it possible..."

"Who is this young man? How can he be so terrifying? He is Hou Zhijie, the core disciple of the Zhilan Sect. He is a genius who broke through King Wu in his thirties, but he is so vulnerable to him."

"I have seen all the famous monsters in Beidingzhou. When did such a character appear? Could it be that he is a fierce man from other places?"

"What a peerless evildoer. No wonder he dares to kill the patrolmen of Zhilan City. Such a character must have a great background. There is no need to be afraid of a mere core disciple of Zhilan Sect."

"Zhilan Sect has always been domineering, this time I'm afraid I'm going to hit a brick wall!"

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The people around who came to watch the battle were all shocked. They thought they could see an evenly matched battle, but they didn't expect it to be a one-sided crushing.

Hou Zhijie, the core disciple of the Zhilan Sect, was slapped almost to death by an unknown young man. With a casual slap, he broke the Zhilan Sect's determined Void Condensation Swordsmanship.

They were both at the second level of the Martial King, but Hou Zhijie was like an ant in Wei Fan's hands. It could even be seen that Wei Fan did not attack with all his 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 Beiding Continent.

"He has passed the Three Emperors Sutra and realized his own martial arts, and has completed the revision." Fenghua looked surprised and uncertain.

She knew that Wei Fan had read the Three Emperors Sutra, but she did not expect that Wei Fan had already understood the inner meaning from the Three Emperors Sutra.

Although she has not been in contact with Wei Fan for a long time, she also knows the approximate level of Wei Fan's combat effectiveness. She is not worried that Wei Fan will lose when Wei Fan fights Hou Zhijie, but she will never 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 frightened by Wei Fan.

It had only been a short time since I came out of the wasteland, and while I was raising my cultivation level from the first level to the second level of King Wu, I had already realized something from the Three Emperors Sutra, and had already completed the cultivation and completed the replacement of power.

If she hadn't brought Wei Fan out in the wasteland, she wouldn't have believed that he was a man from a land of collapse.

"You...who are you?"

Hou Zhijie's face was full of panic, and his body was covered with blood holes. However, although the injury was serious, for the strong King Wu, as long as the soul was still there, he would not die for the time being.

He was almost scared to death. Others only saw Wei Fan almost slap him to death, and had no idea how much pressure he was under at this moment.

They were all at the second level of the Martial King. He had never thought that someone could crush him to this point. I am afraid that some of the Holy Sons of the Holy Land did not have such terrifying fighting power.

His face was bloodless and his body was retreating. He just wanted to stay away from the terrifying monster in front of him.

"You target me again and again and try to kill me, but you don't even know who I am?"

Wei Fan's expression was indifferent, as if he was following him like a shadow.

He didn't even use any martial arts skills because he was afraid that he would kill Hou Zhijie with one move.

boom!

He started his Liuyun Qingfeng Step, and with a huge pressure, he caught up with Hou Zhijie, and then pinched Hou Zhijie's neck.

"I am the core disciple of Zhilan Sect, let me go, otherwise you won't be able to get out of here today!"

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

"You're just a loser who only relies on the sect's reputation. Like those people just now, you also think that I don't dare to kill you?

Tell me why you have repeatedly targeted me, and I will spare your life, otherwise I can only search for your soul. "

Wei Fan did not immediately search for Hou Zhijie's soul. Disciples of such a large sect had restrictions in their souls, making it almost impossible to search for the soul.

"How dare you!" Hou Zhijie's voice was stern.

"It seems 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 searching for souls!"

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

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

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

"presumptuous!"

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

boom!

A figure as majestic as the sun rose from the center of Zhilan City, emitting thousands of rays of light, and then a terrifying big hand almost grabbed the sky and grabbed Wei Fan.

"Dare you hurt my Zhilan Sect disciple?"

In an instant, terrifying fluctuations evaporated all the cloud cities in the sky, revealing the blue sky.

"You beat the young one to the old one?"

Wei Fan's expression was cold. This was at least a strong man above the seventh or eighth level of the Martial King. He didn't know exactly how strong he was, because this was the first time he had encountered a master of this level.

"This is the territory of our Zhilan Sect. Do you think you can kill people if you want?" Hou Zhijie, who had his head restrained, felt that he could do it again, and his expression became arrogant.

Wei Fan now 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 let Hou Zhijie go and escape immediately.

Although he crushed Hou Zhijie, he could never compete with the strong man of Zhilan Sect.

"Leave this man to me, concentrate on your work!"

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

She did not intend to stand idly by. Although it has not been confirmed, this incident must have been caused by her. She was also very angry and wanted to know who was targeting Wei Fan because of her.

"Okay!"

Wei Fan nodded, without saying much, and continued to perform the secret technique to search Hou Zhijie's soul. He could take out the holy weapon to kill the strong man of Zhilan Sect, or summon the Human Emperor Bell.

But if Fenghua wanted to take action, he didn't need to show off.

After leaving the wilderness, Fenghua had already recovered the seventh level of the martial king, which was not much weaker than the strong man of Zhilan Sect.

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

"It's just the seventh level of Wu Wang. Even if this woman can defeat this strong man of Zhilan Sect, can she defeat everyone in Zhilan Sect?"

"She actually plans to continue to fight with Zhilan Sect. If she doesn't run away quickly, aren't you afraid of provoking the Wu Sheng of Zhilan Sect?"

"Now that the demon saints and martial saints of Beidingzhou have entered the wilderness, the Wu Sheng of Zhilan Sect may not still be in Zhilan Sect!"

...

The aura on Fenghua's body excited all the onlookers. Between Wei Fan and Zhilan Sect, most people still prefer Wei Fan and don't want him to get into trouble.

The Saint Sect is high and mighty, and it was originally disliked by the people in the martial arts world. In addition to today's incident, Wei Fan was deliberately targeted by the people of Zhilan Sect when he was slaying demons for the human race, so everyone disliked Zhilan Sect even more.

Fenghua's aura was fascinating, and the light was flowing. The aura of the seventh level of Wu Wang gushed out like a volcano and was released in full.

Boom!

Facing the grasping 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 surging.

The huge sound was deafening, and the sky seemed to be struck by thunder.

Wei Fan couldn't help but retreat while holding Hou Zhijie with one hand, avoiding Fenghua's power fluctuations.

"Bang..."

In the shock of everyone, the grasping hand exploded on the spot, and was exploded from the inside by a terrifying force, and the flesh flew, and a bloody rain fell from the sky.

The master of Zhilan Sect who slapped the big hand screamed, covering half of his arm and flying in the void, his face full of horror.

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

"She is vulnerable again. Is Zhilan Sect just famous for nothing? This is too embarrassing for the Saint Sect. They are 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. They are invincible in the same level. Zhilan Sect has hit a wall."

...

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Fenghua and Wei Fan to be invincible in the same level.

"Zhilan Sect's Demon Subduing Handprint, I didn't expect it to 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 under the hands of this woman."

"The mayor of Zhilan City, who is a seventh-level martial king, is vulnerable. Will there be any strong men in Zhilan Sect to take action?"

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

After beating the younger ones, Zhilan Sect sent out the older ones. Now the older ones have been beaten. Will Zhilan Sect continue to send out strong men to maintain its dignity?

The mayor of Zhilan City, who was at the seventh level of the Martial King, was vulnerable. To maintain his dignity, he had to either use the Martial Saint or the Saint Soldier.

But in fact, no matter whether the Saint Soldier or the Martial Saint took action, as long as Wei Fan and Feng Hua were not saved, the face of the Zhilan Sect would be lost today.

But would these two stunning young people have no background? The 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 brains splattered.

"Sure enough, nothing can be found!"

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

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

A loud shout came from a distance, and the sky was like a vast ocean rolling, shaking the boundless cloud city apart, revealing a powerful man at the ninth level of the Martial King.

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

"It's the great elder of Zhilan Sect, he has used the holy weapon!"

Someone screamed, his face pale, he didn't expect that Zhilan Sect would really use the holy weapon outside Zhilan City, and didn't care that using the holy weapon might cause great suffering to people.