Chapter 422: Kill the Martial Saint Again

"Zhilan Sect's Martial Saint became enlightened about 600 to 800 years ago. It is said that his becoming a saint was largely due to luck. He was not a saint son in his generation, but while the saint son broke through death, he successfully broke through the saint realm and became the saint master of Zhilan Sect."

Any Martial Saint is a living legend in the five major domains. He is invincible all the way, sweeping his peers, and finally sitting on the throne of the saint son, and then impacting the saint realm and becoming a saint.

But the Martial Saint of Zhilan Sect is an exception. Although he was also amazing when he was young, he was not a saint son level figure at all. Compared with other Martial Saints, he does not have so many proud achievements.

But it is precisely because of this that ordinary Martial Kings worship him more and hope to live like the Martial Saint of Zhilan Sect. In short, they regard the Martial Saint of Zhilan Sect as chicken soup.

If only saint son level figures can break through the saint realm, there will not be so many Martial Kings who continue to impact the saint realm.

"Does he have a record of killing strong men of the same level!" Wei Fan said.

The breath he collected in his hand was beating, pointing out the location of the Zhilan Sect Martial Saint. Several people were about to take action, so he naturally wanted to know as much as possible about the enemy.

In this battle, he wanted to use the Zhilan Sect Martial Saint to establish his prestige, intimidate all the strong men who entered the wasteland, and tell everyone that he, Wei Fan, was the king of the wasteland. If anyone dared to mess around in the wasteland, even a Saint Realm strong man would die.

Gu Ziqin shook his head. Although his Gu family ancestor Gu Qingshan was the master of the Beidingzhou Demon Hunter Branch Hall, they could not understand the affairs of Saint Realm strong men.

"There is no record of killing. Song Lingyun's strength is only slightly stronger than Tian Chunqiu. He just broke through by chance that year. He has been in the first realm of Martial Saint for so many years!"

Zhou Shen stepped in the air, with holy light wrapped around him. He had arrived in the wasteland a long time ago and had been confronting those demon saints. He heard that Wei Fan wanted to kill Zhilan Sect Martial Saint Song Lingyun, so he rushed over.

"Meet Mr. Zhou!" Zhihua and Gu Ziqin bowed.

Wei Fan also bowed: "Do you always come to persuade me not to kill him? I don't want the human race to lose a Saint Realm strongman, but since he attacked my friend's sect, only one of him and I is destined to survive."

Every Saint Realm strongman is the backbone of the human race. Even if they never fight against demons, as long as there are Martial Saint strongmen, demons will be afraid.

Zhou Shen had told him about the Zhilan Sect's Martial Saint Song Lingyun before, asking him not to start a Saint Realm war. No matter who dies between him and Song Lingyun, it will be a loss for the human race.

The Demon Hunter Organization doesn't care about the vendettas in the rivers and lakes, but they usually mediate such matters involving Saint Realm strongmen first.

Zhou Shen shook his head: "No! The Palace Master sent me here to ensure that Song Lingyun will not survive!"

He didn't expect Song Lingyun to attack the sect in the wasteland instead of directly looking for Wei Fan. In this way, they had no way to mediate the grievances between Wei Fan and Song Lingyun, knowing that only one of them would survive.

The result is already determined. The Demon Hunter Organization needs to choose one person between Wei Fan and Song Lingyun, and they will naturally choose Wei Fan.

He came here to ensure that Wei Fan would kill Song Lingyun if he could not kill him. Otherwise, Song Lingyun would become a lonely man, and Wei Fan would become a martial saint. With no hope of revenge, Song Lingyun would most likely join the demon camp.

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Under the leadership of Wei Fan, although all the demons were annihilated in the wasteland, most of the original demon territory was still uninhabited, and no human race had developed to these places.

The territory occupied by the demons was too vast, even wider than the area occupied by the human race. Although the major dynasties were mobilizing the people to migrate, the effect was not very good.

Most of the masters who entered the wasteland from the outside world were also in these areas.

"Master, if you destroy the Yunhua Sect, if you scare Wei Fan, wouldn't it be more difficult for us to find him."

The Holy Son of the Zhilan Sect looked at Master Song Lingyun in confusion. His breath was weak and his impact on the holy realm failed, but he survived by chance.

Song Lingyun sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, shook his head and said, "I have inquired about this Wei Fan. He is very loyal. He will not hide when he hears that the Yunhua Sect has been destroyed. Moreover, this is just a warning. If he does not show up again, the master will go to capture his friends."

He is not one of those demon saints. Those demon saints want to enter the human territory to capture Wei Fan's relatives and friends. They must first pass the level of the martial saint of the demon hunter organization, which is difficult to succeed.

But he is different. He is a human martial saint. The demon hunter organization will not protect Wei Fan's relatives and friends. Unless Wei Fan does not care about the life and death of these relatives and friends, otherwise, he will definitely rush to the wasteland when he hears that the Yunhua Sect has been destroyed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the void cracked, and a huge fist tore through the sky and blasted from a distant place.

"Who dares to sneak attack me!"

Song Lingyun's expression changed slightly, and the breath of the saint realm strongman permeated between heaven and earth, shaking the mountains.

He turned around and chopped a palm, but the fist actually shattered the palm print he made and continued to blast.

"Master!"

Song Lingyun's heart was shocked. Although he responded hastily, he also used 50% to 60% of his strength in the palm strike.

"Boom..."

The next moment, a huge fist hit the top of the mountain, submerging the mountaintop.

In an instant, the mountaintop was completely crushed into dust, and the smoke and dust rushed up to the sky like a mad dragon.

"Damn it!"

Song Lingyun roared, and a thousand-foot holy light emanated from his body, cracking the void and dispersing the smoke and dust in the sky.

Beside him, the Holy Son of Zhilan Sect, the last disciple of Zhilan Sect, had disappeared. In the confrontation between him and the sneak attacker, he was beaten into ashes by the aftermath of the power. From then on, he really became a commander without a single disciple.

The wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed color, and thick chains of order emerged.

He was really angry. Instead of waiting for Wei Fan, he waited for an unknown Saint Realm powerhouse to sneak attack and kill the last disciple of Zhilan Sect.

"The sage of this world!"

Song Lingyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and in the direction where the fist came from, he saw a man covered with a layer of holy light strolling towards him. This kind of holy light was not the kind of light that a strong man in the holy realm emits when he blows his power, but It is at a distance from the man's body, as if it is protecting the man. There were bursts of heavenly sounds in the holy light, mixed with the voices of praise from all the people.

He once read in an ancient book that this kind of vision only appeared in the sages of the time.

"When did such a character appear in the five major domains!"

Song Lingyun was secretly shaken in his heart. Sage is not just a false name, but has substantial benefits. There are not many people who can be recognized as sages by the world in ancient times, but these people, without exception, eventually became invincible and powerful, even the lowest. Can cultivate to become the Martial Emperor.

It is said that when the Three Emperors Martial Arts were alive, they became sages because they were praised by all the people, and eventually became the invincible overlord.

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you sneak attack on me and kill my disciple for no reason? If you don't give me an explanation, even if you are a sage in this world, I will fight with you today."

Song Lingyun's furious mood calmed down a lot the moment he saw that layer of holy light. If his disciple had provoked the other party first and was killed, he would not pursue the case.

It is best not to be enemies of such sages in this world. In the legends of those sages, those who were enemies of them eventually died.

"The people who came to kill you!"

Song Lingyun didn't even know him, but he didn't bother to explain. He was already furious and had murderous intent.

If he hadn't made arrangements in advance to let Zhihua enter the wasteland to remind him, tens of thousands of Yunhua Sect's disciples would have been killed by Song Lingyun's palm.

"boom!"

His whole body was shaken, and blood steamed out like a vast ocean, covering the heaven and earth. From a distance, the heaven and earth here seemed to be covered with a burst of red fog.

The next moment, he rushed towards Song Lingyun like a thunder across the sky, his murderous intent shaking the heaven and earth.

"You go too far to bully others. I think I'm afraid of you!"

Song Lingyun was furious. He didn't take action immediately due to his status as a sage, but the other party still clamored to kill him. He really thought that he, a martial saint, was just a fool and had no temper.

He was just a sage at that time, and he had not become a martial emperor.

"Void Condensation Sword Technique!"

He grasped it in the air, and a majestic long sword appeared in his hand, sending out strong holy realm fluctuations.

This is one of the strange arts of Zhilan Sect. It is very famous in Beiding Continent. King Wu can use it to grab a long sword in the void that is comparable to King Wu's magic weapon. A strong man like him in the Holy Realm can use it and grab it directly. It's comparable to a long sword of a holy soldier.

It is said that this strange technique was not taught by the founder of Zhilan Sect at all, but was obtained from a strange stone in the mountains. It is very magical.

"Go and fight in the void world!"

Song Lingyun slashed with the divine sword in his hand, and a terrifying crack appeared in the void, and then he plunged into it.

Wei Fan tore his hands apart and entered the world of nothingness.

He stepped on Qing Mingyou and arrived in front of Song Lingyun in one step. Golden lines lit up on his body and extended into the boundless void.

"Qiang Qiang..."

In an instant, the avenues contended, and thick chains of order emerged around his body, connecting with these lines.

"die!"

The palm covered with golden lines was raised and slapped on Song Lingyun's head like a cattail leaf fan.

“Sanctification of the flesh!”

Song Lingyun screamed, with a look of shock on his face. This current sage turned out to be a terrifying and powerful man who had become a saint in the flesh. All the legends about his sanctification in the flesh told him that he should never interact with a person who had become a saint in the flesh. Close combat.

He felt that the other person's aura was weaker than his before. He knew that he was conceited, and he did not expect that the person in front of him would be the kind of monster whose body was sanctified.

"Peng!"

Wei Fan's textured palm struck like a landslide and tsunami. The long sword that Song Lingyun grabbed out of the air was completely vulnerable, and it instantly turned into energy and dispersed.

This long sword condensed in the void is said to be comparable to a holy weapon, but in fact it is still different from a real holy weapon. In terms of power, it can be compared to a holy weapon, but its hardness cannot truly match that of a holy weapon.

“How terrible it is to be a man sanctified in the flesh!”

Song Lingyun's heart was in turmoil, the avenues around him were contending, and the energy of the avenues formed a screen of light in front of him to resist the big hand coming at him.

However, it was still useless. The big gesture was like breaking a bamboo, and it shattered the light curtain in an instant, causing his pores to bleed.

"Stop, what on earth did I offend you to make you come and kill me!"

In the crisis of life and death, Song Lingyun yelled desperately, not wanting to die in such an unexplained way. If there was any misunderstanding, he might not have to die if he told the truth. Even if there was any mistake, he planned to apologize to the other party, otherwise He will undoubtedly die today.

"boom!"

Wei Fan chased after him and pressed his big hand heavily on Song Lingyun's chest, beating Song Lingyun until his bones were broken and his muscles were broken, with cracks everywhere on his body.

Song Lingyun's body was thrown away, and the holy blood was sprayed.

He was much stronger than Tian Chunqiu, so Wei Fan's palm did not kill him, but only seriously injured him. (End of chapter)