Chapter 391: Using Mortals to Defy Immortality

Wei Fan truly felt the holy level fluctuations, which were not comparable to the fluctuations caused by King Wu when he activated the holy soldiers.

The vast aura pressed down like the sky collapsing, and the entire mountains and rivers were shaking.

The jade woman swelled in the storm, and the traces spread from it, stretching into the void, frantically sucking out the essence between heaven and earth.

"Wei Fan, you are too conceited. Even Xuanyuan Peak in the past would not dare to fight against the Martial Saint!"

King Qingyi Wu retreated with a mocking expression.

In the past, Xuanyuan Peak and Martial Saint were able to survive a single punch and were shocked by the five realms, but that was just the Martial Saint who had just made a breakthrough.

Tian Chunqiu, the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint of Huoyun Cave, has been a saint for more than three hundred years, and is not comparable to the Martial Saint who fought with Xuanyuan Peak.

Of course, what is in front of you is only the clone refined by the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint, which does not mean that the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint is coming in person, and the strength cannot reach the level of the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint.

But this is not important. Back then, Xuanyuan Feng was seriously injured and dying after receiving only one punch from the Martial Saint, but the clone of the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint in front of him was more than capable of throwing just one punch.

So what if Wei Fan is as evil as Xuanyuan Peak back then? If he can take one punch, can he still take ten punches?

The King of Martial Arts fights the Martial Saint. Such a thing has almost never been heard of in the five major regions.

The sky and the earth changed color, and there were bursts of thunder. The jade man had turned into the size of a normal person, emitting a vast and terrifying aura. Countless Dao marks spread out from his body, and entered the void like roots.

The void surged like a tidal wave, making waves.

"You are Wei Fan who killed my disciple, you must die for me!"

The beautiful woman spoke, and the terrifying power of her will shattered the void, like a stormy wave crashing into the void.

A boundless hand appeared, with holy paths intertwined on it, reaching towards Wei Fan. Wherever it passed, the void was shattered and shattered, and the energy of chaos was wiped out.

"If you want to kill me, even if you are in person, you are not that good!"

Wei Fan's fighting spirit was high. Although this was not a Martial Saint, just a clone, it was already considered a Martial Saint in terms of power, and was definitely not weaker than the Martial Saint who had just broken through.

Yuan Shen, Zhen Yuan, and body refining have all reached the extreme, but he wants to see if he can defy the immortals with mortals and fight against the Martial Saint.

"boom!"

As soon as his majestic body shook, the void around him shattered, and the atmosphere was far beyond what it had been before.

"He actually took the initiative to attack the clone of the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint!" The Qingyi Martial King showed an incredulous look.

Under the Martial Saint's aura, his soul trembled and his hands and feet were cold. Ordinary people would not even have the courage to take a look. However, Wei Fan had a high fighting spirit and took the initiative to attack. It seemed that he was not suppressed by the Martial Saint's aura.

Wei Fan's body glowed with thousands of rays of light, dragon-like blood energy rushed out from the top of his head, and amidst the roar of a tiger, a sword light struck his big hand.

Four elephants split the sky and slash!

Instead of using the magic weapon, Wei Fan struck out with his hand instead of the sword. His big hand spattered a splash of blood, but that was all. He continued to hit Wei Fan with slapping motions.

"It actually hurt the clone of the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint!"

King Qingyi Wu was shocked. Even if the sword light from Wei Fan only broke a layer of skin on his big hand, it was still an earth-shattering thing. This kind of achievement could even be said to have surpassed the achievements left by Xuanyuan Peak in the past.

"You are even more evil than Xuanyuan Peak in the past. I cannot keep you here today, otherwise I, Fire Cloud Cave, will be in great trouble!"

There was a trace of emotion in the indifferent voice of the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint, and he cut off his palm with a knife. This was something that even Xuanyuan Peak could not do in the past.

Xuanyuan Feng used the unparalleled martial arts Five Emperor Fist, while Wei Fan only used the holy level martial arts technique of Four Elephants Splitting the Sky.

"Boom boom..."

The big hand sent out more terrifying waves, but it changed from the previous slap to the grab, as if it didn't want to kill Wei Fan immediately.

"With such strength, you must have cultivated the imperial martial arts. Tell me the skills and I will give you a happy time!"

Wei Fan has such fighting prowess, and his qualifications are indeed evil, but without unparalleled martial arts, it would be impossible to have such strength.

Tian Chunqiu immediately focused on Wei Fan's martial arts and wanted to obtain it, because even forces like Huoyundong, which had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, did not have imperial martial arts.

"You even set your sights on my martial arts skills!"

Wei Fan's hair was dancing wildly, and the Three Emperors Meridian in his body was running wildly. He shouted: "If you want my martial arts, it depends on whether you have this ability!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the three eyes of Yuan Shen opened together, and the world in front of him seemed to slow down, and even Tian Chunqiu's pressure weakened.

His eyebrows glowed with divine light, his eyes were like two rays of cold lightning, and the big hands that covered the sky became illusory and transparent in his eyes, with some places being weak and some being thick.

"Seeing through weaknesses, is this one of the abilities of the third eye?"

Wei Fan felt enlightened in his heart.

When he came out of seclusion before, he didn't have time to study this transformation, and before he had time to check the panel, the formation was broken, and he still didn't know the benefits of this transformation.

At this moment, the third eye opened, and he instinctively understood the power of the third eye.

Of course, this is not the only benefit of transformation, his understanding, mind, will, etc. also change accordingly.

"boom!"

A terrifying fist power accumulated in his heart, and then erupted like a volcano.

Five Emperors Fist!

The terrifying fist was earth-shattering, as if it was about to overthrow the sky, and the big hand that was grabbing at it stopped for a moment, as if it was about to be shaken away.

A majestic and domineering figure appeared behind Wei Fan, and there seemed to be a terrifying energy coming between heaven and earth.

Within Wei Fan's body, the Three Emperors Meridian was running wildly, the Jiujiu Zhengong mark glowed, and the three-eyed soul also stood up from sitting cross-legged.

He shook his fist, and the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness followed suit, as did the domineering figure behind him.

"Do you know the Five Emperors Fist?" Tian Chunqiu's voice sounded out of control, but what he responded to was Wei Fan's most powerful punch.

The void was destroyed, and the energy of chaos appeared. There was a loud bang, and the big hand trembled, unable to move forward, and bounced back.

Immediately afterwards, dense cracks appeared, and then suddenly collapsed.

Qingyi Wuwang screamed: "This is impossible..."

It is unimaginable that the Spring and Autumn Martial Saint failed to kill Wei Fan with one palm. The big hand he grabbed was shattered by Wei Fan's punch. This was far more than Xuanyuan Peak in the past.

"He has the power to fight against the Martial Saint!" Feng Hua's heart was surging. He had never thought that Wei Fan could reach such a height and be able to defeat the immortal with his mortal power. This is no longer the case when Xuanyuan Peak and Martial Saint fought against each other and could not die with one punch. Nothing comparable is a myth.

Wei Fan's robes were fluttering, his hair was dancing wildly, and he retreated hundreds of feet in the air.

The power of will swept out and smoothed the surging energy and blood.

"Who are you and why do you know the Five Emperors Fist!" Tian Chunqiu shouted, his voice full of fear and horror.

The Wei Fan in front of him was even more evil and terrifying than Xuanyuan Peak in the past, and more importantly, he knew the Five Emperors Fist.

As we all know, the Wu Emperor Fist is a peerless martial art that only Xuanyuan Feng has. There has not been another person who knows the Five Emperor Fist in two thousand years. Suddenly, a monster appears and knows the Five Emperor Fist. It is very likely that he is the descendant of Xuanyuan Feng.

There are rumors in the world that Xuanyuan Peak has disappeared, but disappearing does not mean dead. If Wei Fan is the descendant of Xuanyuan Peak, he is not someone he can mess with. Killing the descendant of Xuanyuan Peak blatantly is not a slap in Xuanyuan Feng's face.

No one knows what state he is in now, but he is definitely not someone who has only been a saint for 300 years. He is a man who can compete with him. He is a man who kills demons and demons with fear. He cannot afford to offend him.

"I'm your father. Just hit me. What nonsense!"

Wei Fan roared. He succeeded with one blow, and his fighting spirit became even higher. It was just a clone refined by the Martial Saint. If it couldn't be exploded with one punch, it would take ten punches.

"Seeking death!" Tian Chunqiu was furious, and the Martial Saint's will swept over like a vast ocean, setting off a huge wave in the void.

This is just his clone, with limited power. The essence absorbed from the void has been exhausted in the previous blow.

But it doesn't matter. His thought is the most terrifying Yuan Shen martial skill to King Wu, and directly erasing it from the spiritual level will have the same result.

To the King of Martial, there is not only a gap in strength between a strong Martial Saint, but also a gap in soul and spirit.

A red ocean appeared in the void, which was the true manifestation of Tian Chunqiu's will and the embodiment of his mind.

When you reach the realm of the Martial Saint, your mind is no longer an illusory thing, but a terrifying force that can be seen. Even if you don't know the soul martial arts, you can still use it to kill enemies. The only difference is whether you can maximize its power.

"If you don't tell me, I will take out your soul to search for your soul!"

Dao marks radiated from his body and stretched into the void, making him look like he was merged with the void.

Wei Fan did not speak, but danced his hands, turning into mysterious tracks. At the same time, the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was also waving his hands and making the same movement.

Yuanshen martial arts mountain and river seal!

An illusory mountain and river emerged, more real and majestic than before.

Wei Fan formed the final seal with his hands, and then hit Tian Chunqiu's will heavily.

The mountains and rivers suppressed the past with a heavy momentum. In an instant, the ocean rolled back and the waves broke.

"Ah... Yuan Shen martial arts!"

Tian Chunqiu screamed, his expression changed in shock, and his aura quickly dropped: "How can your Yuanshen realm be so terrifying?"

No matter how mysterious a martial skill is, it requires one's own strength to be used. Wei Fan's attack on Yuan Shen's martial skill destroyed almost one-tenth of the will in his clone.

In other words, it only takes ten more blows, and his clone will be killed. It is incredible that the martial will of a majestic martial saint has no advantage over a martial king.

Even if Wei Fan's soul is not as good as the Martial Saint, it must not be much worse, otherwise it would be impossible to destroy so much will in his clone with one blow.

If Wei Fan's aura and life level were not still the Martial King, he would have thought that he was fighting a powerful Martial Saint.

"kill!"

Wei Fan rushed over like a bolt of thunder piercing the void.

By now, he has roughly understood what the so-called clone is. It is just that the Martial Saint cut off part of his own will and put it into a treasure that can carry the Martial Saint's will. It has the thoughts and methods of the Martial Saint, but it is not a real martial artist. Holy, there is no connection with the body.

There is no need to reserve any means in front of this kind of clone.