Practicing martial arts is too difficult, so I choose to defeat others

The patrol leader had no idea that the person in front of him was the number one killer in the wasteland. He had wiped out many sects, including two of the Holy Sects, and wiped out all the monsters in the wasteland.

Not to mention just patrolling Zhilan City, even if the Holy Son of Zhilan Sect provokes him, Wei Fan will kill him without fail.

"Just because this is Zhilan City, do you think I will be captured by you?"

Wei Fan waved his sleeves again, and all the minced meat on the ground turned into fly ash, leaving no trace.

"Let me see who asked you to trouble me!"

Although it had been more than ten days since he left the wasteland and came to the outside world, he had spent most of the time in the Bone Tribe. He had not offended anyone in Zhilan City. Except for Hu Shiqi, whom he had just killed, he asked himself that he had not made any enmity with anyone.

Although there are many enemies in the outside world, those people don't know that he has left the wasteland.

As he spoke, Wei Fan grabbed the patrol leader and planned to search for his soul.

However, before his hands could catch the patrol leader, the storage gourd on the patrol leader's waist suddenly exploded, sweeping out a terrifying force.

boom!

The terrifying power instantly submerged the patrol leader's body, and the golden body quickly disintegrated.

"Kill and silence!"

Wei Fan's expression was cold. He had not expected this change at all. It was too late to save him. He could only turn his outstretched palm into suppression, smoothing out the power that killed the patrol leader so that it could not affect others.

By the time it was all over, the patrol leader had vanished into thin air, with no bones left, leaving only a big hole in his original place.

The whole restaurant was shaking, and dust was falling.

"What a risk!"

Someone stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. The fluctuation in that moment made most people feel the breath of death.

If Wei Fan hadn't taken action in time and allowed the power to kill the patrol leader to explode, no one knew how many people around him would have died.

"What happened?"

Feeling the impact of Wei Fan's attack, Fenghua left the room and came here, looking at the big hole in the restaurant with a frown.

Wei Fan recounted what happened before, and then continued: "I originally wanted to twitch his soul to find out who was targeting me, but I didn't expect that the person behind the scenes killed someone and silenced me!"

"Maybe it's not about you, but about me!"

Fenghua was thoughtful and began to scan around.

That person could silence the patrol leader because he was obviously around, so he could silence him immediately.

She did not let go of her mind to scan. After all, this was Zhilan City, and there were many powerful King Wus. Even she did not dare to arouse public anger, but there were so many things she could see with her eyes alone.

"You?"

Wei Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he might have really been affected by Feng Hua. Otherwise, if he left the Bone Tribe without explanation, someone would be targeting him.

"Killing the Zhilan City patrol will cause trouble, so leave here first!"

Feng Hua walked out decisively, and a few patrolling God Realm Martial Sects dared to attack Wei Fan, the Martial King. This was not because of a mental illness, but because of the rules of Zhilan City and the tyranny of Zhilan Sect.

It's a pity that they don't know what kind of killing god Wei Fan is, and the reputation of Zhilan Sect is of no use to Wei Fan.

"You two, you want to leave after killing someone. Are you going to pretend that there is no one in Zhilan City?"

Wei Fan and Feng Hua were still a step too late. As soon as they walked out of the restaurant, they were blocked by a young man and a group of patrol members.

This man was wearing blue clothes, not the standard armor of the patrol.

The most eye-catching thing is the silver orchid embroidered on his clothes, which is vivid and as if it is real.

"It's Hou Zhijie, the core disciple of the Zhilan Sect. It is said that he has reached the second level of the Martial King before he is forty years old. This young man is in trouble!"

"It's obvious that those patrols are deliberately looking for trouble, is the Zhilan Sect so unreasonable?"

"No matter what the reason is, killing the Zhilan City patrol is a slap in the face of the Zhilan Sect. If his background is not as big as the Zhilan Sect, he will have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die."

"You know nothing. This world has always been about fists. Anyone who tries to reason with you can kill the people of the Zhilan Sect. The Zhilan Sect has been killed long ago."

…

As soon as Hou Zhijie appeared, he was immediately recognized by many people. The core disciples of Zhilan Sect were very important in the world, not to mention that Zhilan City was still their own territory.

"It came just in time!"

Wei Fan looked at Hou Zhijie and said, "There is indeed no one in Zhilan City, otherwise a demon king wouldn't have sneaked into the city, and I, an outsider, would have to take action."

As soon as these words came out, a look of anger flashed across Hou Zhijie's face. It was indeed a shame to let the demon king sneak into the city.

"Sharp teeth and sharp tongue. We have already discovered the identity of the demon. We are just trying to catch a big fish in the long run." Hou Zhijie snorted coldly.

Wei Fan couldn't help but sneered: "What a shameless thing. It was obviously me who killed a demon king, but now it's your credit. Are you the core disciple of Zhilan Sect who is so shameless?"

He looked at Hou Zhijie and the people brought by Hou Zhijie, and found that there was still no response on the panel, which meant that these people did not collude with the demon. Perhaps as Fenghua guessed, today's incident was aimed at Fenghua.

After all, Fenghua is an outsider, and it is normal to have a few enemies.

Hou Zhijie's face was ugly, and he felt that the people around him were looking at him with ridicule: "Stop talking nonsense, kill me for patrolling Zhilan City, you'd better give me Zhilan City an explanation."

He no longer worries about the demon thing. After all, he is not a small person like the patrol leader. He can use this matter to cause trouble for Wei Fan in a playful way.

"My friend has made great contributions in killing demons, but you patrol in Zhilan City without any reason, and you want to arrest my friend on the grounds that my friend took action in Zhilan City. Is this how Zhilan City treats the heroes who killed demons?"

Fenghua couldn't help but speak, her tone was a little cold, and she was more and more sure that this matter was related to her.

Because she found that Hou Zhijie glanced at her several times when he spoke.

But she had not been to Zhilan City many times, and she had no grudges with the Zhilan Sect. She really couldn't think of why the people in Zhilan City would cause trouble for Wei Fan because of her.

"Even if the people in my Zhilan City are wrong, it is my Zhilan City that should punish them. Killing without asking, will everyone be able to kill people in Zhilan City if they say they are wrong?"

Hou Zhijie did not end the matter because of Fenghua's words.

Wei Fan shook his head and said, "You are really domineering. Even if your people are wrong, they can only be captured by your people and cannot resist, right? So powerful.

There is no point in saying more. Everyone knows the real reason. You can decide how to draw a line."

After talking for a long time, he also understood that Hou Zhijie's arrival was probably not only because he killed the patrolmen of Zhilan City, but also because of the people behind the scenes.

Since it is useless to reason, it depends on who has the bigger fist.

Hou Zhijie smiled: "You are right. Zhilan City is so domineering. If you have the strength, you can also be domineering. Go ahead. If you can beat me, who dares to ask you for an explanation?"

"Here?"

Wei Fan also laughed, his tone was calm and calm.

"Let's fight outside the city. We can't show our skills here!" Hou Zhijie shook his head.

The consequences of the two martial kings fighting in the city were disastrous. Although he wanted to kill Wei Fan, he didn't want to cause damage to Zhilan City.

As he spoke, Hou Zhijie flew out of the city.

Wei Fan wanted to kill Hou Zhijie on the spot, but he had to stop.

With his current strength, he was confident that he could easily kill Hou Zhijie even if he restrained his strength.

However, the opponent had already taken off. If he took action, others would think he would only attack by surprise.

"Let's go!"

He and Fenghua broke through the air and flew out of the city.

"Zhilan Sect's core disciple Hou Zhijie is fighting with others. Brothers, don't miss it."

Someone shouted and followed the air to fly out of the city. In an instant, hundreds of people took off like locusts.

"You really dared to come and didn't take the opportunity to escape. You are quite brave. If this hadn't happened, I really wanted to make friends with you."

In the sky outside Zhilan City, Hou Zhijie stood in the void and looked at Wei Fan with admiration.

As a core disciple of Zhilan Sect, there were not many people in the world who dared to fight him. The person in front of him had such courage, which could be said to be more than most people in the world.

As he spoke, he grabbed the air, and an ice-blue sword quickly condensed out, emitting a sword intent that soared into the sky, tearing a hole in the clouds above his head.

"Zhilan Sect's Void Condensation Sword Technique, Hou Zhijie is worthy of being a core disciple, and he has actually practiced the Void Condensation Sword Technique to such an arbitrary level."

"The core disciples of Zhilan Sect must at least break through to the Martial King before the age of 40. Why do you think Hou Zhijie can become a core disciple of Zhilan Sect?"

"This young man is in trouble. It is said that Zhilan Sect's Void Condensation Sword Technique is one of Zhilan Sect's unique skills. The higher the cultivation level, the more terrifying the condensed sword is. I don't know how many Martial Kings in the world have suffered from this technique."

...

The people watching the battle from a distance were moved by this scene.

The terrifying sword intent stirred up, and some Martial Lords who were originally very close screamed and fell from the sky powerlessly.

Wei Fan shook his head: "Unfortunately, I look down on a villain like you. I'll give you one last chance. Tell me who ordered you to cause trouble for me, and I'll spare your life!"

"You're looking for death!"

An angry look flashed across Hou Zhijie's face, and his figure flashed in the void, like a thunder across the sky.

He and the sword merged into one, and the whole person was about to turn into a magic sword. The terrifying sword intent emanated from him, and the ice-blue long sword in his hand fiercely killed Wei Fan's chest.

Wei Fan did not move until Hou Zhijie approached, and then he raised his eyelids. Then, he slapped him casually like hitting a fly.

Bang!

It seemed like a casual slap, but the power was extremely terrifying. After changing his main cultivation method to the Three Emperors Sutra, even if he casually struck, the power was far beyond his previous martial arts.

The Three Emperors Sutra plus the Nine Changes of the Divine Silkworm can be said to have transformed him and made him invincible.

The void vibrated unbearably, like a thunderous explosion, deafening.

Bang!

What kind of Void Condensed Sword Technique is this? It was one of the unique skills of the Zhilan Sect. It was completely vulnerable to his terrifying palm power.

Almost instantly, the ice-blue divine sword in Hou Zhijie's hand exploded, and the fragments whistled back to his body with a sound that could penetrate gold and split stone, leaving countless blood holes on his body.