Chapter 402: Killing Spree

"Leave the Holy Blood Fruit, otherwise you won't be able to leave the dojo."

The sky was filled with ripples, like a surging ocean. Fenghua flew quickly, followed by a group of martial kings and demon kings, and everyone's eyes were red.

The Holy Blood Fruit was cultivated by the Demon Emperor Huangfu Qingyang. It needs to grow on the corpse of a demon saint or a martial saint. It takes a thousand years to grow, a thousand years to bloom, and a thousand years to bear fruit.

The only function of the Holy Blood Fruit is to take it when impacting the holy realm, which can increase the success rate of breaking through the holy realm by 50%.

The main purpose of this group of creatures entering the secret realm, whether human or demon, is to obtain spiritual objects that can assist in breaking through the holy realm. Now that the legendary Holy Blood Fruit has appeared, it would be strange if they are not crazy.

Under the stimulation of the Holy Blood Fruit, there are many saints of the Holy Gate and the demon race among the people chasing Fenghua, and those ordinary martial kings also participate like crazy.

Mu Feng's expression changed slightly: "It's your companion Feng Hua!"

He still remembered Feng Hua. Although he had not communicated with Feng Hua, the most profound impression was that Feng Hua had always stayed by Wei Fan's side, almost inseparable.

A huge group of martial kings and demon kings were chasing behind him, with more than a hundred of them. Even the saint-level figures felt their scalps tingling, not to mention that there were many saints among them.

After he spoke, he wanted to turn around to see Wei Fan's reaction, but found that Wei Fan beside him was just a residual image, and his real body had already appeared hundreds of meters away, flying into the distance like a thunderbolt.

"Does he want to fight all the martial kings and demon kings on his own?"

Mu Feng gritted his teeth and followed him.

After a few breaths, Wei Fan and Feng Hua met.

Feng Hua's mouth was bleeding, her face was pale, and there was a palm print on her back: "You are finally here!"

She breathed a sigh of relief and stood behind Wei Fan and stopped running.

She has a strong fighting ability. She has never used her full strength in the battle. She can defeat any enemy she faces. But she was injured today, which shows how powerful the enemy she faced was.

"Are you okay?"

Fenghua shook her head. Wei Fan looked over. It was no wonder that Fenghua, who was so powerful, was injured. Basically, all the famous masters were chasing her. The four saints of the human race, including Yuanyi Saint and the disciple of the Xining Wang family, were all there.

There was also Xiaoqing Jiao Wang and the two disciples of Xuanhe Sect. With such a force, ordinary saints would have been beaten to death long ago. It was rare for Fenghua to be injured.

Of course, there was another reason. There were too many masters. Many people were worried that if Fenghua was beaten to death, the Holy Blood Fruit would also be beaten to death.

More than a hundred martial kings and demon kings, plus Yuanyi Saint and Xiaoqing Jiao Wang, joined forces to attack. Basically no one could resist except the martial saint. Even Xuanyuan Feng, who was at this level, would suffer.

"Who hurt her?" Wei Fan took a step forward, rarely angry.

He walked all the way, and his hands were stained with blood, but he rarely got angry.

In an instant, a dragon-like blood and qi steamed out from his head, piercing through the sky. Even if there were hundreds of martial kings and demon kings on the opposite side, they could not suppress him in terms of momentum.

On the opposite side, many people changed their expressions slightly and stopped chasing. They thought Wei Fan was also here to fight for the Holy Blood Fruit, but they didn't expect that he was in the same group with Fenghua.

In the crowd, some figures continued to fly forward. They were the group of town warriors from Beidingzhou, but they were not participating in the pursuit of Fenghua, but wanted to help.

At this moment, Wei Fan appeared, and all flew to Wei Fan's side and began to confront others.

"Our town warriors of Beidingzhou, do you want to fight this group of people alone?" Scar and others showed an eager look, not afraid at all.

"You are so arrogant! I chopped her with my sword. What do you think? If you don't hand over the Holy Blood Fruit, I will not only hurt her, but also kill you!" An elephant demon snorted coldly.

Although he is not a saint of a certain tribe, he is also a famous demon king in Baohuazhou, and his strength is second only to those saints.

"Die!"

Wei Fan's robe fluttered, his hair fluttered, the Three Emperors Sutra started to run wildly, and his soul opened his eyes.

"Boom!"

He slapped his palm in the air, and the void collapsed terribly. A terrifying force was transmitted instantly. Without even a scream, this tyrannical elephant demon disappeared along with the collapsed void, and his body was gone.

"So strong!"

"The White Elephant King was killed by a palm strike from a distance. When did such a terrifying person appear in Baohuazhou?"

"This is a fierce dragon crossing the river!"

Some people couldn't help but scream, their scalps tingling, but the White Elephant King who fought with the saints was like an ant. He was beaten to pieces by a palm strike from a distance. This scene was extremely horrifying.

"Who else has taken action!"

Wei Fan's murderous intent was boiling, like a killing god descending to the world, and his will and power twisted the void behind him.

"I'm afraid this is not a martial saint running into the dojo!"

Such a scene made some people retreat and dare not stand on the opposite side of Wei Fan. The Holy Blood Fruit is important, but you have to be alive to use it.

The opposite side was silent, even the Saint Yuan Yi and the Little Green Dragon King were suppressed, and they didn't dare to jump out arrogantly and say that they had taken action.

This is really a dragon crossing the river, fierce and messed up. Facing hundreds of king-level powerhouses, it actually looked like it was going to kill through.

"Who else has taken action?" Wei Fan asked coldly.

Mu Feng's eyelids twitched wildly: "He's going to kill people!"

This is a fierce man who fights against the holy soldiers with his bare hands. If he really goes crazy, he can kill hundreds of martial kings and demon kings, and it will only take some time.

He wanted to remind some human martial kings not to die, but it was not easy to expose Wei Fan's identity. He just hoped that these people would not be blinded by desire.

"He, he, and he!"

Feng Hua stretched out her finger and pointed at Xiao Qing Jiao Wang, He Yuan and He Xing.

When she was picking the Holy Blood Fruit, she was attacked from behind by these three demon kings. If she had not been strong, she would have been beaten to death.

Wei Fan nodded, and two cold rays shot out of his eyes: "Those who want to take the Holy Blood Fruit stay, and those who don't want to die retreat."

He reminded the human martial kings that he didn't want to kill innocent people. After all, there were many people who were war generals in the area. As for whether these people listened or not, he didn't care.

"Boom!"

After that, Wei Fan rushed directly to Xiao Qing Jiao Wang and two disciples of Xuanhe Sect.

"Minghuo is the commander of Baohuazhou who came to support Beidingzhou. Even if you want to seize the Holy Blood Fruit, please do not interfere for the sake of your fellow human beings."

Mu Feng couldn't help but remind him after all, because after Wei Fan spoke, some human martial kings retreated, but some stayed where they were.

However, after he spoke, knowing that Wei Fan was a commander of the region, some commanders did retreat from the crowd, but more people were blinded by the Holy Blood Fruit and did not retreat.

The most important thing is that although Wei Fan showed unparalleled strength, no one thought he could fight against so many strong men alone. Not only did the little green dragon king and other saints not retreat, but even the Yuanyi Saint and the disciples of the Xining Wang family did not retreat.

If they want to obtain the Holy Blood Fruit, they can only let these saints

"Now we are fighting for the Holy Blood Fruit, and the position of the human demon will be discussed later!" Yuanyi Saint snorted coldly, but he did not take action. Wei Fan's target is the little green dragon king and the two disciples of the Xuanhe Sect. He does not need to unite with the enemy to kill Wei Fan at this time.

If Wei Fan can defeat these three demons, then the Holy Blood Fruit will be in his pocket.

"Please support me and let me meet this dragon."

The little green dragon king's hair danced wildly, and a terrible aura began to rise from his body, forcing the martial king and the demon king behind him to retreat continuously. Even if Wei Fan killed the white elephant king with a palm from a distance, he still had the confidence to compete with Wei Fan.

He was originally a green dragon with extremely powerful blood of the dragon clan, and his parents were both demon saints. He had never been defeated for many years, and he didn't even take Yuan Yi Shengzi, a natural martial master, into his eyes.

Wei Fan was like a thunderbolt across the sky, aiming directly at him. His demon power slapped the void behind him, and his body rushed towards Wei Fan like a thunderbolt.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the man and the demon were like two bloody collisions. Even if they tried their best to gather their power, the surrounding void still shattered in an instant, tearing out terrible cracks.

"Stronger than the Dragon Turtle Demon King!"

This is the most powerful demon king Wei Fan has ever seen, surpassing the Dragon Turtle Demon King in all aspects.

"But that's all!"

Wei Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, and everything was shattered under the collision. The broken void raised terrible folds, like a wave, and the blood splashed, and the little green dragon king was blown into pieces.

No matter how strong the little green dragon king is, how can it be stronger than Xuanyuan Feng when he was young? Even if Xuanyuan Feng came when he was young, Wei Fan would be able to suppress him.

If he wandered around and fought with Wei Fan, he could still hold on for a few moves. If he fought Wei Fan head-on, he would simply not die fast enough.

"What?"

A bunch of screams rang out, and the arrogant little green dragon king, the unparalleled demon king whose parents were both demon saints, and a powerful man who was likely to become a saint in the future, was killed in a sudden collision.

Mu Feng felt dry in the mouth. This was the third Saint who died. He was not a Martial King, but a Martial Saint. Even Xuanyuan Peak in the past was not so terrifying.

"Oh no, Brother Qing Jiao died in one move!" The scalps of the two Xuanhe Sect disciples almost exploded, and their expressions changed drastically.

Because they were not as good as the Little Qing Jiao King in terms of combat power, it was just that the identity of the disciples of the Demon King Sect made the Little Qing Jiao King dare not neglect them, not that they were stronger than the Little Qing Jiao King.

"Run!"

The two white cranes turned around and ran away without any hesitation. Wei Fan showed an invincible aura, giving people a feeling that even the Demon Saint himself could not suppress him. That unparalleled momentum made them feel heartbroken.

They instantly transformed into their original bodies and flapped their wings to escape.

"Die!"

Wei Fan's voice seemed to come from hell, causing the two white cranes to tremble all over, as if falling into an ice cellar.

"Boom boom..."

Four huge fists suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, blasting from top to bottom and front to back.

It was the martial art that Wei Fan had just learned, the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations Demon-Suppressing Fist!

If this fist technique is perfected, you can punch fourteen times in the front, back, left, right, up, down, east, west, south, and north directions at the same time. No matter how powerful you are, you can only withstand these fourteen punches and cannot avoid them.

However, Wei Fan has only achieved a small success at this moment, and can only punch four times in the four directions of up, down, front, and back. (End of this chapter)