Chapter 344 Use the Xuanhuang Ding Again to Break the Void

"Martial King Seventh Level, Wei Fan can already fight against the Martial King Nineth Level of Zhilan Sect, and he is a Martial King of the second tier!"

Someone in the distance took a breath. This place is not far from Yinchuan City. Many Martial Kings who evacuated from Leishan soared into the sky and just saw Wei Fan repelling the big hand.

In the previous confrontation, the two were evenly matched and it was hard to tell who was stronger.

"This person must have cultivated a peerless mental method, otherwise he would not be so fierce. No matter how strong the talent is, it must be matched with a corresponding mental method to unleash the potential. I just don't know which mental method he cultivated."

It is not difficult for outsiders to guess these things from Wei Fan's performance.

It's just that in the martial arts of the Three Emperors Sutra, it can be said that everyone has a different mental method after comprehending it, so no one can recognize it.

"Can't you leave me? It's not known who will kill whom!"

Wei Fan roared, and his fighting spirit was steaming. This kind of stressful battle is fun to fight.

He shook his power and went straight to Yunding to fight Fang Nanfei.

"Before, it was only 70% to 80% of my strength!"

Fang Nanfei grabbed the void, and a long sword with a sharp divine light appeared in his hand, and the sharp sound of the sword resounded through the sky.

Zhilan Sect's unique skill - Void Condensation Sword Technique!

This unique skill in his hands is simply incomparable to the power of Hou Zhijie's use that day. The magic sword in his hand seems not to be condensed by power, but a real object, and there are even various delicate patterns on it.

Puff...

He slashed with a sword, and the terrifying sword light almost split the sky. Under the terrifying sword force, Wei Fan's soul felt a tingling pain.

He was sure that if he didn't use a trick, he would have almost no chance of winning Fang Nanfei. The opponent's strength was not only stronger than his, but also the martial arts of the Martial Saint level.

And except for the Five Emperors Fist and the Great Sun Collapse Fist, his martial arts were only at the Martial King level.

He was very interested in fighting with people who were stronger than him to sharpen his combat consciousness and stimulate the potential of the golden soul, but now was not the time. Among the three martial kings from Zhilan Sect, Fang Nanfei was the weakest.

At this moment, Feng Hua was fighting against two powerful ninth-level martial kings alone, and she was already somewhat defeated.

Of course, the main reason was that in this situation, she was still hiding her roots, not using martial arts, and not bursting out all her strength.

Stepping on the Flowing Cloud and Breeze Step, he avoided the terrifying sword light and quickly approached Fang Nanfei.

At the same time, a ripple appeared between his eyebrows, and in the earth-yellow light, a majestic and simple small tripod flew out and quickly enlarged.

Xuanhuang Ding!

Since Xuanhuang Ding became the divine weapon of the martial master, he has never used it again.

Because of the battle at Yingchou Cliff, Xuanhuang Ding burst out with unparalleled divine power and killed dozens of divine martial masters. His reputation in the wilderness was greater than his. He was worried that others would see the clues, so he never used it.

Boom...

As Xuanhuang Ding appeared, the sky shook, as if it could not bear the terrifying weight of Xuanhuang Ding and shook.

In fact, it was almost the same. The void looked like the surface of the water, sinking and wrinkling.

"Take my cauldron!"

Wei Fan grabbed the Xuanhuang Cauldron, his whole body was boiling with strength, his muscles bulged, and blood rushed out of his head like wolf smoke.

He didn't hesitate, and threw his arms and smashed the cauldron towards Fang Nanfei. There was no skill in using this heavy weapon, just one force defeated ten skills, just smash it.

Fang Nanfei's pupils shrank violently: "Heavy weapons tempered with Xuanhuang stone..."

In an instant, he recognized the origin of the Xuanhuang Cauldron. Even in the five major domains, few people used Xuanhuang stone to temper magic weapons, let alone temper such heavy magic weapons.

Even those martial artists who practiced physical training would hardly temper such a huge heavy magic weapon.

Boom...

The sky shook more violently, and the terrifying pressure spread like a tide.

Fang Nanfei's scalp was numb. Before the Xuanhuang Cauldron approached, the protective divine light on his body twisted and was about to be crushed by the terrifying pressure.

He raised the divine sword in his hand with difficulty and chopped it, but it was useless. Even if the Xuanhuang Ding, which was at the top level of the martial king's divine weapon, was not a holy weapon, its power could be regarded as the first divine weapon under the holy weapon. Its power was so terrifying that it exploded.

The khaki light spread, and Fang Nanfei's sword light had not yet chopped on the Xuanhuang Ding, but it was crushed by the terrifying pressure and exploded, and he had no ability to get close.

"Not good..."

Seeing this scene, Fang Nanfei's expression changed again, and he smelled the breath of death.

"This terrifying divine weapon was tempered by himself..."

At this moment, he realized that such a terrifying divine weapon could only be tempered by himself, and Wei Fan could control it. Otherwise, this terrifying cauldron that could easily crush an ordinary martial king of the ninth level would not be so easy for Wei Fan to use.

He wanted to escape, but it was too late. He felt like he was carrying several mountains on his back. The divine light that protected his body had been crushed, and even the divine sword in his hand had dense cracks and began to shrink.

"Boom..."

The Xuanhuang Ding swept past, and Fang Nanfei disappeared instantly like a phantom.

He was not blown up, nor did he escape leaving only a residual image, but he was instantly crushed into ashes by the terrifying pressure of the Xuanhuang Cauldron, and not even his body was left.

"Saint weapon?"

"It's not a saint weapon, but it's definitely not much weaker than a saint weapon."

"How can there be such a terrifying martial arts weapon in the world? Using Xuanhuang Stone to temper such a huge divine weapon, even a martial arts saint would probably spend a thousand years. Who would be so bored!"

"What a terrifying cauldron, it can turn a strong man like Fang Nanfei into ashes with one blow."

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The people watching the battle from a distance were all horrified, looking at the Xuanhuang Cauldron that was almost crushing the void. If it weren't for the aura of the holy soldiers, they would all think that the Xuanhuang Cauldron was the holy soldiers.

The unparalleled power, not to mention those who were watching the battle, even the magnificence of one against two could not help but take the time to look back.

"This guy has too many secrets!"

Every time he thought he had seen everything about Wei Fan, Wei Fan always showed up with something she didn't know about.

"Junior Brother Fang..."

"You deserve to die!"

Sun Yongyi and Zhang Yongxiang's eyes suddenly turned red, and their canthus was about to burst.

The three of them are disciples of the same generation of the Zhilan Sect. They joined forces to explore the world many years ago, and their relationship is as close as brothers. They thought that by handing Wei Fan, who had cultivated to the seventh level of Martial King, to Fang Nanfei to kill, they would be able to solve the problem quickly, but they never expected to meet each other. Fang Nanfei was killed by Wei Fan with a terrifying cauldron.

"Don't be sad, I will send you to see him soon!"

Wei Fan showed his snow-white teeth, turned around and killed him.

Rumble…

Along the way, the heavy Xuanhuang Cauldron pulled out a folded area in the void, with a terrifying momentum.

Wei Fan felt a little strenuous. Even if the Xuanhuang Cauldron was a magic weapon he had tempered, he couldn't use it like his arm.

In fact, if it weren't for the magic weapon he had tempered, the terrifying weight of the Xuanhuang Cauldron could easily kill a ninth-level Martial King. It would have been fine if he had not been crushed to death, let alone used it to hit people.

"Fenghua, get out of the way!" He shouted softly.

Fenghua was entangled with Sun Yongyi and Zhang Yongxiang. When she heard Wei Fan's voice, she stepped aside without hesitation and gave Sun Yongyi a hard kick.

The Three Emperors Sutra was running wildly, and even the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness opened its eyes for a moment, and then made waving movements. It can be said that the power of will exploded to the limit.

Wei Fan raised the cauldron and smashed it towards Sun Yongyi and Zhang Yongxiang.

boom!

The void shook, dented, and then a small crack appeared.

"The void is broken!"

Sun Yongyi and Zhang Yongxiang's scalps were numb, and they finally understood why Fang Nanfei was killed by Wei Fan's cauldron. With the blessing of this terrifying cauldron, the seventh level of the Martial King was able to exert the power of the Shattering Void level.

You must know that even if a Saint Son-level figure reaches the ninth level of the Martial King, his strength is not enough to break the void. He can only break the void with the help of holy weapons.

But Xuanhuang Ding is obviously not a holy weapon, and Wei Fan is only at the seventh level of King Wu.

"Peng!"

Still far away, the protective divine light on the two men was distorted and dispersed by the terrifying fluctuations, revealing their true bodies.

"Block!"

The two of them struggled to raise the magic weapons in their hands to chop down the Xuanhuang Cauldron, but the power of this cauldron was obviously greater than the cauldron that killed Fang Nanfei before.

Both of their divine weapons were top-notch Martial King divine weapons. Logically speaking, their power should be astonishing. However, under the terrifying pressure of the Xuanhuang Cauldron, they were like ordinary soldiers without any astonishing phenomena.

Clang!

The three Martial King Divine Weapons collided together in the blink of an eye. As soon as they came into contact with the Xuanhuang Cauldron, an overwhelming force was transmitted through the Divine Weapons.

Sun Yongyi and Zhang Yongxiang were shaken all over. They were thrown backwards, blood spattered, and their jaws burst open. They could not hold the magic weapon in their hands at all.

"Not to mention his own talent, just with this terrifying magic weapon, he is enough to defeat all invincibles at the same level." The two of them had a look of shock on their faces!

With that ferocious strength and terrifying pressure, they seemed to be fighting a Martial Saint, and all of this was more because of the cauldron tempered with black yellow stone.

Divine weapons are very important to warriors, accounting for almost half of their combat power. However, in Wei Fan's case, the Xuanhuang Cauldron doubled his strength several times.

Click...

The top Martial King's divine weapon had just taken off his hand, and his divinity was instantly shaken away. A large number of cracks spread rapidly, and then the divine weapon exploded in front of his eyes.

Phew…

The broken fragments of the divine weapon rubbed against the air, igniting flames that instantly rolled back and shot into the two bodies in an instant.

Sun Yongyi was more unlucky. A piece of fragment was shot directly between his eyebrows, blowing his head off on the spot. His soul was also destroyed. The next moment, the Xuanhuang Cauldron swept over and directly shook his body into ashes.

Although Zhang Yongxiang was not dead, he still looked miserable. He had countless broken bones, his body was almost beaten into a sieve, and there were fist-sized blood holes and tumbling flesh everywhere.

"How could this happen?" His face was ashen.

They came to kill Wei Fan, but the three top Martial Kings were killed by Wei Fan, a seventh-level Martial King.

"die!"

Wei Fan caught up with the Xuanhuang Cauldron, and the cauldron fell down. There was no surprise. The last Zhang Yongxiang also turned into ashes, with no bones left.

The three great ninth level warriors of the Zhilan Sect were all wiped out.

Everyone watching the battle looked at the Xuanhuang Cauldron that was slowly put away by Wei Fan in shock. This was a truly invincible divine weapon. Although it was not a holy weapon, its power was not much weaker than that of a holy weapon.

"How did he do it?"

Feng Hua's heart was in turmoil. Others didn't know it, but she had lived in the wilderness for several years and had heard of Wei Fan's Xuanhuang Cauldron.

According to the rumors she heard, the Xuanhuang Cauldron was only a top divine weapon at the level of the Divine Realm Wuzong. Although its power was terrifying, its level was too low.

Wei Fan has been useless since then, and she thought it was because as Wei Fan grew, the Xuanhuang Cauldron could no longer keep up.

Unexpectedly, the Xuanhuang Cauldron reappeared today and turned into a top-notch Martial King divine weapon, with power comparable to that of a holy weapon.

Wei Fan became more and more mysterious in her eyes, and she couldn't think of any other means to make the magic weapon grow faster than herself.