Chapter 470: Beheading the Dharma Image and Causing a Big Trouble in Xuannv Pavilion

The golden jade token was crushed by the young man, and a golden light burst out from it, rushing into the distance like lightning and disappearing.

The consumption of Xuannv Pavilion is tens of thousands of spirit crystals. Those who can come here to consume are not too bad, or they are strong in their own strength, like Wei Fan and others, who are strong in the holy realm.

In fact, the most aggrieved person in today's incident is still this young man, because Xuannv Pavilion has a rule that no violence can be used in Xuannv Pavilion. The young man was almost beaten to death by Wang Yuan, and Xuannv Pavilion has never come out.

If it weren't for Wei Fan's action, the young man would have died, but who would have thought that after Wei Fan's action, Xuannv Pavilion came out to hold Wei Fan accountable, saying that Wei Fan killed people in Xuannv Pavilion and broke the rules of Xuannv Pavilion, showing the ugly face of flattering the high and trampling the low.

The young man was obviously calling for people, but it was unknown who he could call for. Except for his companions, no one present seemed to know him.

"Who dares to kill my Wang family children!"

However, the first to come was not the young man's people, but the Wang family masters.

After a loud shout, two terrifying auras flew from afar, and the people with angry hair flew up, and they soon arrived at Xuannv Pavilion.

Everyone looked at Yun Yun. The Wang family was obviously going to take action in Xuannv Pavilion, but she still didn't seem to stop it, and even signaled to the Wang family with her eyes who killed Wang Yuan.

"Give me your life!"

Two martial saints came from the Wang family, one was the Dharma Martial Saint, and the other was the Condensation Martial Saint. After knowing who did it, the two did not talk too much and rushed towards Wei Fan together.

The two of them gave off an astonishing aura, but it seemed that considering that this was Xuannv Pavilion, the power was controlled within a certain range and did not spread wantonly.

"Now someone is taking action in Xuannv Pavilion, and you don't care?"

Wei Fan looked at Yun Yun coldly.

In fact, there were still masters in Xuannv Pavilion. There were oppressive eyes in those floating attics who were watching, but it seemed that this woman named Yun Yun was the master of Xuannv Pavilion, and other masters of Xuannv Pavilion had no intention of intervening.

Yun Yun said nothing, retreated and distanced herself from Wei Fan and the others, as if she was worried about affecting the Wang family's masters in killing Wei Fan.

"Leave if you are not involved, don't blame me for not reminding you if you are accidentally injured!"

Wei Fan shouted, if that's the case, don't blame him.

In the pavilions on the sides, the martial kings began to evacuate, only the saints did not move, without the aftermath of the fight.

"Leave the Condensation Martial Saint to me!"

Li Jianchen sent a message, and the sword intent surged. Wei Fan had killed two Dharma-phase Martial Saints, so there was nothing to worry about.

Wei Fan only had to deal with the Dharma-phase Martial Saint of the Wang family, and they were sure to kill the other Condensation Martial Saint.

"Don't get involved, the Wang family is the Martial Emperor family, and they are backed by the Zhou family. This is my grudge, I will solve it, don't worry, they can't do anything to me, I'm not a reckless person, I have something to protect myself."

Wei Fan sent a message, not wanting to involve Li Jianchen and the others, it was enough for them to stand up at this time.

He has the Wanling Bell to protect him, so he is not afraid of the Wudi family. It is nothing to be an enemy, but the origins of several people are obviously not great, otherwise Xuannv Pavilion would not be so biased.

Let them fight against the Wudi family, it will only hurt a few people.

"Okay, if you can't beat us, we will attack again!"

Li Jianchen and his men retreated, not because they were disloyal, but because they were not alone. If Wei Fan really couldn't beat them, it would not be too late to attack again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two martial saints of the Wang family attacked Wei Fan at the same time, one on the left and one on the right. Even though they restrained their strength, they still rolled up a cloud of dust on the ground, and the void raised terrible folds.

Wei Fan's murderous intent surged in his heart, and he had a kind of pride. In this battle, his identity as Wei Fan would be completely exposed in the Holy City, and then the enemies from all sides would probably come.

Zhou family, Xuanhe Sect, demon clan, and even Xuanyuan family might want to kill him.

"If you dare to kill someone from the Wang family, I will make you live a life worse than death."

The Wang family's Dharma-phase Martial Saint was full of Taoist power, his fist was as hot as the sun, and the dazzling light was hard to look at.

He did not intend to kill the man who killed Wang Yuan all at once. Although Wang Yuan was not the contemporary heir of the Wang family, because he was Zhou Chengzu's cousin, his status in the Wang family was not lower than that of the contemporary heir.

Such an important person died, and the murderer was not something he could deal with casually. With the character of the Wang family, it would be difficult for the murderer to die. He would also torture the murderer to find out the power behind him and destroy the whole family before stopping.

"You fought with me, but you still reserved your strength."

Wei Fan's eyes flashed with a meaningful look. The Wang family's Dharma-phase Martial Saint was very powerful, far surpassing Lu Chenfeng. However, although the other party was murderous, his killing intent was not strong, and most of his strength was retained.

Originally, he planned to kill the Condensation Martial Saint first, and then kill the Dharma-phase Martial Saint. Since the Dharma-phase Martial Saint had reservations, it would be too sorry for him if he didn't give him a surprise.

If he really gave the other party time to react and used the real means of the Wuhuang family, he might even reveal some of his cards.

"Boom!"

The killing intent and anger could no longer be suppressed, and Wei Fan burst out without hesitation. The power of his will swept like a hurricane, forming a terrifying storm that swept across the world, shattered the pavilion beside him, and radiated to farther places.

The two martial saints of the Wang family were worried about causing damage to the Xuannv Pavilion, and tried their best to restrain their strength, but he hated the double standards and partiality of the Xuannv Pavilion, and was not afraid of destroying the Xuannv Pavilion.

Not only was he fighting with the martial saints of the Wang family, but he also wanted to teach the Xuannv Pavilion a lesson.

The boundless blood and energy penetrated the sky and cracked the clouds. The expressions of those martial saints who thought they were not afraid of the aftermath of the fight changed. With such momentum, they felt as if a huge stone was pressing on their hearts.

In an instant, they understood that Wei Fan was a lawless guy. He was not just talking about making trouble in Xuannv Pavilion. His strength was not restrained at all and was extremely powerful.

Countless mysterious Dao marks emerged from Wei Fan's body, shining brightly, making him look like he was covered with an invisible golden armor, emitting a terrifying and pressing pressure.

The body becomes holy!

Everyone understood how the scene in front of them was formed in an instant. Only the evildoers who have become holy in the body will have such a strange phenomenon. No matter how strong the bodies of other martial saints are, Dao marks will not be born on their bodies.

"What?"

Someone screamed, stunned by the fact that Wei Fan was a saint in the flesh. You have to know that in the holy realm, being a saint in the flesh is almost synonymous with invincibility. Even a sword saint like Li Jianchen, who specializes in swordsmanship, is inferior to a saint in the flesh at the same level. Only a saint in the flesh can rival a saint in the flesh.

No one expected that the person who just killed Wang Yuan with a Yuanshen martial arts was a demon in the flesh. The most important thing was that the two martial saints of the Wang family rushed over to fight the demon in the flesh.

"The martial saint of the Wang family is going to die!"

Everyone had such a thought in their hearts, because the moment Wei Fan showed his saintly cultivation, he rushed out like a wild dragon, colliding with the Dharma-like martial saint of the Wang family. They saw the blood splashing and heard the sound of bones being smashed.

Wei Fan was agile and powerful. At the moment when Wang Family Dharma Martial Saint was not prepared for his physical sainthood, his fist extinguished the light on Wang Family Dharma Martial Saint's body and penetrated his chest. Half of his body was almost torn off by him.

"Bang!"

This was the most intense and primitive collision. Wei Fan's fist penetrated Wang Family Dharma Martial Saint's chest, but the opponent's fist also hit him.

The Dharma Martial Saint of the Wuhuang Family was indeed powerful. Wei Fan trembled all over, and his blood was surging. The Dao Marks where he was hit by the fist flickered for a while, as if they were about to be broken up, and a lot of Dao essence was lost.

"Is he going to reveal his identity?" Li Jianchen and others frowned.

Once the cultivation of physical sainthood was exposed, people would soon associate it with Wei Fan.

"Ah..."

Wang Family Dharma Martial Saint screamed. His chest was penetrated by a fist. The pain was indescribable. His heart had been beaten into a pulp by the terrifying fist.

"Retreat!"

He had never thought that the person in front of him would be a demon who had achieved sainthood in the flesh. If he had known this, he would not have fought him in close combat. If he did not keep his distance, he would have no choice but to die. His martial arts sense was already warning him frantically.

"Want to retreat? Too late!"

Wei Fan's eyes shone with a terrifying brilliance. A person who had achieved sainthood in the flesh was invincible in close combat. Once a person who had achieved sainthood in the flesh got close to him, it was basically difficult to get rid of him.

Realizing that the Wang family Dharma-phase Martial Saint wanted to get rid of him, Wei Fan's arm that had pierced his chest shook wildly, not giving the Wang family Dharma-phase Martial Saint a chance to escape.

At the same time, he completely gave up defense and let the Wang family Dharma-phase Martial Saint's attack hit him. He raised his other palm, which had Dao marks on it, and slapped the Wang family Dharma-phase Martial Saint's head heavily like slapping a watermelon.

"Bang!"

Wei Fan's five fingers were shining and colorful, and his power was boiling. The void was shattered. His iron-like palm collided with the Wang family Dharma-phase Martial Saint's head, making a sound of steel colliding.

Wang's Dharma-phase Martial Saint staggered, his eyes rolled back, his neck bones almost broke, a huge crack appeared on his head, and even white brain matter could be seen, but he still did not die.

"Let him go!"

At the same time, the Condensation Martial Saint had already attacked and killed Wei Fan with his hand instead of a knife.

Wei Fan didn't care about his attack at all, he just wanted to kill the Dharma-phase Martial Saint first. His body was holy, his defense was terrifying, and he ignored the attacks that couldn't break his defense.

"Die!"

Wei Fan howled, his hair flying, his blood and qi piercing the sky, and under the stimulation of killing intent, his will power soared.

While Wang's Dharma-phase Martial Saint rolled his eyes, he slapped out again.

This palm was like a storm hitting the shore, more powerful than the previous one. The shock wave stirred in all directions, almost overturning all the attics of Xuannv Pavilion.

However, there was a terrible force hanging down from each attic, protecting the attic.

"Crack..."

With a crisp sound, the Wang family's Dharma-phase Martial Saint was forced to shrink half a foot, his head was slammed into his chest, and red and white brain matter splashed out of his chest.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a road more than a thousand feet long emerged, broke with a bang, and then turned into countless fragments and hit all directions.

The Wang family's Dharma-phase Martial Saint, die! (End of this chapter)