Chapter 432 Sword Saint

Although He Feiyu is a demon saint, his body is not as huge as a mountain like other demon saints, only slightly larger than the normal white crane.

"boom!"

The fist covered with dense mysterious patterns slammed down hard, shattering He Feiyu's body-protecting power and hitting his head.

Blood splattered, and along with a large number of feathers falling, the holy soldier-like fist smashed He Feiyu's brains out, and the pointed beak of the crane fell down with half of his head.

[Kill He Feiyu and gain 500,000 years of ordinary skills and 600 years of martial arts skills]

[Normal power: 890,000 years]

[Martial Saint Skill: 600 years]

Wei Fan glanced at the panel, stretched out his hand and put away the crane's beak and the body.

It would have been impossible for him to kill He Feiyu so easily, because He Feiyu was not an ordinary demon saint, but a demon saint from the Xuanhe Sect of the Imperial Sect. There was a high probability that he had the blood of the Demon King flowing in his body, and he was even more likely to have the demon cultivator. Imperial magic.

But he sneaked up on Wei Fan and got close to Wei Fan, a man who had become a saint in the flesh. He was beaten to death before he could use any of his skills.

If he didn't get close, it would be impossible for Wei Fan to kill He Feiyu based on his terrifying speed.

"Rumble..."

A road more than two hundred feet long emerged, and then suddenly collapsed, causing the avenues to argue and the chain of order to shake.

The world was silent, except for the sound of the Tao collapsing. Even a group of fighting Martial Saints and Demon Saints stopped fighting and looked over in shock.

Except for a few people, no one knew that Wei Fan was already a strong man in the Holy Realm. He had already broken through to the Holy Realm before the end of the Dao Collapse.

Among those who knew that he had broken through to the Holy Realm, except for Zhou Shen and Gu Qingshan, no one thought that his combat power was so terrifying. He had become a saint both in body and spirit. Even the old patriarch of the White Bone Tribe had a look of horror on his face.

With such fighting power, he understood that Wei Fan should have completed the fourth transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, otherwise it would not be possible for him to be so powerful and kill the Demon Saint of Xuanhe Sect with one punch.

"It's not that Wei Fan is backed by a strong person in the holy realm, it's that he has become a saint!"

"A nineteen-year-old Saint Realm expert, he broke Xuanyuan Peak's record."

"We witnessed history!"

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Countless King Wu who watched the battle were shocked. The scene before them was destined to be recorded in the annals of history. Wei Fan would be famous throughout the ages. A nineteen-year-old Saint Realm expert came from the land of Taoist collapse. It was simply mind-numbing.

Not only had Wei Fan become a saint, he had just killed a demon saint from the Xuanhe Sect, and his fighting power was terrifying.

"The power of the guardian!"

The excited roars of the warriors in the wilderness could shake the sky. Even if they didn't know how difficult it was to become a saint, they also understood the value of being a strong person in the holy realm.

"He originally said that he would come back to suppress everything after the collapse, and he did it!"

Although Wei Zhenwu and others had already made guesses, their hearts were racing with excitement at this moment, and their faces were filled with shock. They were already strong men at the ninth level of the Martial King. They had also interacted with Martial Saints like Gu Qingshan, so they naturally understood the difficulty of becoming a saint.

"It's amazing, I have become a saint!" Li Jianchen and Qin Xiao couldn't help but sigh. When they were nineteen years old, they were still polishing the realm of King Wu.

"This is impossible. You became a saint at the age of nineteen. How could you do that?" A group of demon saints were all shocked and their eyes almost popped out.

People like Xuanyuan Feng have to be twenty-five years old to become saints. In fact, it is almost impossible. Looking at the five major regions, we have never heard of such a terrifying monster in the past ten thousand years.

"We are still one step late!"

All the demon saints looked very ugly. Of course, so many demon saints were sent out to find great medicine for the Qilin Ape Saint, but killing Wei Fan and not giving Wei Fan a chance to become a saint was also one of their purposes. There was no one demon saint. Sheng is willing to see another Xuanyuan Peak emerge from the human race.

But it was still a step too late. Judging from Wei Fan's appearance, he had already become a saint. It was definitely not something that happened in the past few days. Wei Fan probably became a saint before entering Cangwu Mountain.

"Okay! It's better if the body is sanctified. With your body sanctifying medicine, I will be more sure of breaking through the Demon King."

The Qilin Ape Saint shouted, staring at Wei Fan with coveted eyes, and a crazy murderous intention arose in his heart towards Wei Fan. If this kind of monster is immortal, even if he becomes the Demon King, he will sooner or later pose a threat to him.

"I'm afraid you, a beast, have bad teeth!"

Wei Fan's aura was surging, and dragon-like blood penetrated the sky. The lines on his body emitted a dazzling light that spread from his body and stretched into the void to absorb Dao power. Today, the Wanling Bell was exposed to the public eye. He also If you want to kill the old monster Qilin Ape Saint, you must not let this old monster become the emperor.

"boom!"

The suspended fighting continued, Wei Fan's body shone brightly, the avenue emerged, and the chain of order shook.

The Baichuan Sword, the holy weapon of the Zhilan Sect, had already appeared in his hand. He turned into a ray of blue light and crossed the void world, staring at the Golden Lion King who was fighting with the white-haired swordsman Li Jianchen.

"Give me one!" he shouted. Li Jianchen was fighting one against two, and he was already a little frustrated. He was not polite when he heard the words, and led the Dragon-Antlered Deer King away with the light of his sword, leaving the Golden Lion King to Wei Fan.

"Such a monster, I won't let you stay today!"

The Golden Lion King opened his mouth and let out a lion's roar, shaking the void world, and a sound wave blasted toward Wei Fan like a torrent.

He is not He Feiyu. He Feiyu has been a saint for less than a hundred years, and his Tao can only condense two hundred feet, but his Tao is already more than four hundred feet, and he has already gone halfway to the realm of condensing the Tao.

Wei Fan wanted to kill him, and he also wanted to kill Wei Fan. This kind of monster was a fatal threat to any demon saint.

Avenues emerged one after another, and the power of the avenues flowed into his body, further increasing the power of the sound waves he emitted.

[Golden Lion King: Dao Condensation Realm, King of the Golden Lion Clan, has killed countless people]

[Kill him, and you will get 500,000 years of ordinary power and 1,200 years of martial saint power]

The Golden Lion King is very strong. Looking at the power given by the panel, you can see that his Dao Condensation exceeds 400 feet, which is almost three times his Dao, far exceeding the likes of Tian Chunqiu and Song Lingyun he killed before, and He Feiyu is only half of his.

And although it is not a physical body, the physical body of the Golden Lion King is also very strong.

"Buzz..."

With the infusion of power, the Baichuan Sword made a light sound, and the fluctuations of the holy soldiers swept across the four directions.

"Moo!"

"Roar!"

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Bursts of beast roars sounded from behind Wei Fan, and four avenues that penetrated the sky and the earth emerged, with different colors. As the avenues vibrated, the phantoms of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Turtle appeared, roaring and diving into the Baichuan Sword.

Four Elephants Splitting the Sky Slash!

This was the first time that Wei Fan used a holy weapon to activate this holy sword technique. The scene was amazing, and the corresponding avenues of the four sacred beasts were all activated.

The strong men in the holy realm were considered to have entered the hall of martial arts, not just verbally. They could activate the avenue with their gestures and borrow the power of the avenue to kill the enemy. Therefore, they could do many things that the martial kings could not do, and became extraordinary and holy.

After Wei Fan left the wilderness and entered Beidingzhou, he rarely used a sword, so many people did not know the horror of his sword technique, but the people in the wilderness always knew that Wei Fan’s most terrifying sword technique was his sword technique. Once his sword came out, basically the enemy would die, and no one could survive under his sword.

"Boom!"

There was another loud sound, and a more majestic avenue was drawn out by Wei Fan's will and power, and the breath of destroying all things swept across the world of nothingness.

It was like a sword that penetrated the sky and the earth, and cut through the ancient and modern times. Just looking at it, the mind would be destroyed.

This is the Dao of the Sword that has existed since ancient times, one of the strongest avenues in the world. Even if most Saint Realm masters become Saints, they cannot draw out this avenue. Only those masters who specialize in the Dao of the Sword can comprehend the Dao of the Sword when they are in the Saint Realm, manifest it from heaven and earth, and use its supreme power to kill the enemy.

At this moment, under the influence of Wei Fan's will, the Supreme Dao of the Sword vibrated and approached, merging with him.

"Cut!"

His body vibrated, his eardrums stung, and his blood surged due to the sound waves. However, after the sharp and boundless sword light fell, the sound waves broke, and the torrent was split into two and scattered to both sides.

"Roar!"

The Golden Lion King roared in fear, and did not dare to continue to perform the Lion Roar. His body quickly flashed to the side to avoid the knife that mobilized the power of the Supreme Dao of the Sword.

But this kind of sword technique that has entered the Dao, how can it be easily split? The sword light that destroys everything draws a mysterious trajectory. In his mind, it seems to be cut from all angles, as if there is no escape, and it cuts down in an instant.

The power of will swept like a storm, and the Golden Lion King finally avoided the head, the vital part, and the sword light cut down along his arm.

Blood splashed, and an arm that looked like cast gold was cut off with a large piece of flesh and blood.

His face was full of horror. Even if he was not a saint in the flesh, his holy body had been tempered for hundreds of years. He was actually cut off an arm like this. If he hadn't avoided the head, he would have been dead now.

"You are actually a sword saint!" The Golden Lion King lost his voice, and the power of will rolled back the broken arm, but the cut place seemed to have been rotten for many years, and the vitality was gone.

Sword Saint, Sword Saint! It is not that those who become saints by practicing swordsmanship are called sword saints, nor is it that those who become saints by practicing knife skills are called knife saints. The judgment of whether you are a knife saint is very simple. Whether your knife has entered the Tao and whether you can mobilize the power of the Tao to kill the enemy.

Although after the strong men in the holy realm break through, the condensed Tao is connected with the Tao between heaven and earth, and they can absorb the power of the Tao to strengthen their own Tao, but absorbing is one thing, and mobilizing the power of the Tao to kill the enemy is another.

Although the battles in the holy realm are fierce now, and the Tao has emerged around everyone, in fact, they only rely on their own Tao to absorb a little power from the Tao to slightly strengthen themselves, and there is no question of mobilizing the power of the Tao to kill the enemy.

Wei Fan, who is in harmony with the Tao and cuts out a power far beyond his own, is the real mobilization of the power of the Tao.

Of course, there is another person, Li Jianchen, who is also mobilizing the power of the sword to kill the enemy and exerting a combat power far beyond his own realm.

But he is purer than Wei Fan. Wei Fan has observed Li Jianchen. Li Jianchen does not have any other miscellaneous avenues. The avenue that emerges around him from beginning to end is only the supreme avenue of "sword". (End of this chapter)