Wang Meng was sent flying by Ning Fan's punch. He coughed out blood and managed to stabilize himself with great difficulty. However, he was already heavily injured.
He stood in the sky with his hand on his chest and looked at Ning Fan who was standing on the peak below. His eyes were filled with fear and dread.
He originally came to the first peak to seek a battle. However, he did not expect to be defeated by Ning Fan's punches in the first round.
Even though he was extremely arrogant, he knew that Ning Fan was much stronger than him. If they continue to fight, he would probably suffer a greater loss …
"Humph! Your abilities are amazing. I'm ashamed of my inferiority. Farewell! "
Wang Meng's expression darkened. He turned around and wanted to return to his cave residence to heal his injuries.
Ning Fan leaped and appeared in the sky, blocking Wang Meng's path and said coldly.
"You may have had enough, but I haven't. This battle was started by you, but it's not up to you to stop it! I'll give you a chance. Show me all your abilities and fight me! "
Devil intent flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. His tone seemed to be influenced by the devil intent of the ancient devil. It carried a disdainful aura and a domineering aura that could not be rejected.
Wang Meng did not show any mercy when he attacked just now. This could not be hidden from Ning Fan's eyes.
If Ning Fan was really an ordinary Ghost Profound Realm expert, he would probably be heavily injured by Wang Meng's punch.
Since the other party was ruthless, Ning Fan naturally would not show any mercy.
As a Foreign Elder of the Luo Clan, Ning Fan would not go so far as to kill Wang Meng. However, it was suitable to use this person to stabilize the flames of war.
There was no need to show mercy to this person. It was fine as long as he did not kill him. After all, this person was ruthless first. Ning Fan would only be a hundred times more ruthless!
Moreover, Ning Fan wanted to use this battle to establish his prestige in the Luo Clan.
If the Luo Clan only looked down on him … He would not mind if they ignored him.
However, what he disliked was that Wang Meng used the rules of the Luo Clan to suppress him and force him to fight.
He did not like people who used their power to suppress others.
Moreover, it was Wang Meng who came today. There might be others who would come tomorrow.
Instead of being challenged every day, it was better to shut everyone up once and for all!
Wang Meng's expression changed after hearing this. His eyes turned gloomy and he sneered.
"How arrogant of you! Do you know that according to the rules of the Broken Halberd Peak? With your identity as a disciple of the First Peak? "
Before Wang Meng could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed. Without saying anything, he raised his hand and shot out a black light.
Ning Fan did not care about Wang Meng's words at all. He directly launched another punch at Wang Meng with a tremendous force!
To Ning Fan, the rules of Broken Halberd Peak were not enough to restrain him!
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The shield was extremely powerful. It had helped Wang Meng block all attacks from the True Crossing Realm and saved his life many times.
However, under Ning Fan's punch, the black flame iron wall that was transformed from the shield immediately trembled violently and burst into countless fragments!
The aftershock of the fist Wang Meng's fist immediately rushed towards Wang Meng!
"How dare you! How dare you disregard the rules of the Broken Halberd Peak and attack me without my permission?! "
Wang Meng was infuriated!
He had to admit that Ning Fan's strength was much stronger than his.
However, he was a Combat Body Cultivator and a distinguished guest of the Luo Clan. He was highly valued by the Luo Clan. He was used to being arrogant. He had never been treated like this before!
Ning Fan had disregarded the rules of the Broken Halberd Peak and attacked him. He even destroyed his shield. Wang Meng was infuriated.
Wang Meng shouted. His old eyes glared at Ning Fan. Suddenly, his eyes were burning with the flames of war!
His white hair turned blood-red in an instant and grew longer at a crazy speed.
His muscles that were originally strong became even thicker. His physical body had also grown twice its size in an instant!
Green veins bulged on his forehead. His physical body which was originally at the Fifth Severance of the Immortal Body Realm was now emitting an aura force that was close to the Seventh Severance of the Immortal Body Realm!
This change was because Wang Meng had used the First Transformation of the Battle Art!
After using the secret technique, Wang Meng's aura force was almost as strong as Du Zhen's.
He raised his hand and punched, dispersing the aftershock of Ning Fan's fist. He was so angry that he laughed and rushed towards Ning Fan!
The fear he had towards Ning Fan had completely disappeared after he used the War God Art!
His eyes were filled with raging battle intent!
This was also the effect of the War God Art. Risking one's life!
"Let this old man teach you the meaning of rules!"
Wang Meng let out a devil roar. Suddenly, six thick arms grew out from his back. He had eight arms in total, making him look like a devil god.
He took a step forward and threw out eight punches at the same time. His punches were like a rainstorm. Immediately, the devil shadow of an eight-armed devil god appeared between heaven and earth!
"Eight Extremities Combat Physique!" Countless cultivators in the Luo Clan exclaimed in surprise, revealing the name of Wang Meng's ability.
A devil light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. The ancestral talisman devil marks on his arms wriggled again and spread to his entire body, covering it instantly!
Then, he waved his hand. A tremendous force that seemed to be able to hold up the entire heaven and earth turned into a huge devil hand that slammed down on Wang Meng.
Wang Meng's Eight Extremities Fist Rain was immediately dispersed by Ning Fan's palm. The sound of the fist light being destroyed reverberated in the sky!
An enormous force once again smashed onto his chest. In an instant, Wang Meng's face was filled with shock. In the next moment, he felt a sharp pain assault him, and his body was involuntarily sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
A crack also appeared on the shadow of the eight-armed devil god behind him.
But strangely enough, his body did not suffer any injuries this time!
Even so, Wang Meng was still frightened. Ning Fan's palm had once again destroyed the little bit of battle intent that he had just gathered.
"Eight Extremities Combat Physique. His battle shadow is indestructible and his physical body is unharmed … It's a mysterious physique. Unfortunately, the person who possesses it is too weak!"
Ning Fan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Wang Meng across the sky. The devil light immediately turned into a huge hand. It grabbed and pulled Wang Meng towards the blood-red mountain that was far away.
The force of the smash immediately razed a few mountains to the ground and turned them into ruins.
Wang Meng was smashed into a mess. Even though he was not injured, the cracks on the shadow of the devil god behind him increased again.
Before he could get up from the ruins, Ning Fan clawed down with his five fingers again. Immediately, another huge devil light claw appeared and dragged Wang Meng into the sky. Then, Wang Meng was smashed into the ground with all his strength. Under the repeated collisions, the mountains were instantly destroyed.
The tremendous force of the collisions landed on Wang Meng's body. Even though he was not injured, cracks kept appearing on his eight-armed battle shadow.
After more than ten collisions, the shadow of the eight-armed devil god could no longer withstand Wang Meng's injuries. With a loud bang, it shattered into countless shadows and vanished.
However, Ning Fan did not stop there. He kept smashing Wang Meng to the ground. Every time he smashed his body, Wang Meng's bones and tendons would be broken and he would spurt out blood.
As for the six flames of war in his body, they were gradually stabilizing.
The ground kept shaking and the mountains kept crumbling. The hearts of the cultivators in the area also tightened as Wang Meng was smashed into the ground again and again.
When they looked at Ning Fan again, their expressions kept changing.
At this moment, Wang Meng had almost turned into a bloody man. Due to his severe injuries, he had no choice but to withdraw from the First Transformation.
At this moment, there was no longer any arrogance in his eyes. There was only fear and he kept begging for mercy.
"Stop smashing! Stop smashing! Fellow Daoist, please have mercy, please have mercy! It's my fault. I shouldn't have disturbed your seclusion and forced you to fight me! "
"Do you want the Dao Crystals?! I'm willing to compensate you with three billion Dao Crystals! This is all this old man has right now! Fellow Daoist can have it! I just hope that you can let me go! "
"I'll call you grandpa. I'll call you grandpa, alright?! If Fellow Daoist continues to smash me like this, I'm going to die here! "
"I'm willing to be Fellow Daoist's slave for a hundred years. No. A thousand years. No. A lifetime! Fellow Daoist, please stop! Stop it! "
At this moment, Wang Meng was really afraid of Ning Fan.
In order to beg for mercy, he almost said everything he could.
Ning Fan did not care about Wang Meng's begging. Suddenly, his eyes flashed with surprise and he looked at Purple Silk City thoughtfully.
After a while, Ning Fan's eyes flashed and he finally stopped attacking Wang Meng.
His body descended and landed in the middle of the rubble. He indifferently glanced at Wang Meng who was like a pile of mud. After pondering for a while, he spread out his spirit sense and actually planted a Mental Seal in Wang Meng's Sea of Consciousness. His eyes were still looking at the direction of Purple Silk City.
At this moment, Wang Meng really had the urge to slap his own mouth!
When he said that he wanted to be Ning Fan's slave, he was just spouting nonsense in a moment of desperation. He did not expect that Ning Fan would actually take it seriously and really want to keep him as a slave.
Having reached his current cultivation realm, he could be considered as a famous old monster with a high status. Although his name might not be known throughout the Eastern Heaven, he could still be considered as a powerful expert. How could he be willing to be someone else's slave?
However, Ning Fan's spirit sense had already invaded his Sea of Consciousness, intending to plant a Mental Seal. It was already too late for Wang Meng to regret his decision now …
When he met Ning Fan's cold eyes, he suddenly shivered.
He had an intuition that if he resisted Ning Fan's Mental Seal, he would definitely end up in a miserable state …
"Damn it … Why didn't the Luo Clan come to help me at such a critical moment? Am I not a Combat Body Cultivator that the Luo Clan respects as a distinguished guest? Don't I have four referrals from Du Zhen?! Why haven't the four of them helped me until now?! "
Wang Meng gritted his teeth and spread out his spirit sense towards Purple Silk City.
But this sweep of spirit sense had turned his last hope into nothingness …
He had four referrals. These four people were the ones who helped him to run rampant in Broken Halberd Mountain in the past.
However, at this moment, the four of them seemed to be frozen in place. They could not move at all. Their expressions were bitter and they could not help him at all.
The four of them were suppressed by an extremely vast Dao Sense, as if they were carrying a heavy mountain. They were suppressed in Purple Silk City and could not help Wang Meng at all …
The four of them weren't the only ones who were suppressed by the Dao Sense. At this very moment, the entire Violetsilk City was suppressed by an invisible Dao Sense. Under the Void Rend, no one could take half a step forward, let alone resist the suppression of the Dao Sense to help Wang Meng …
The only thing that all the cultivators of the Luo Clan could do was to watch Ning Fan teach Wang Meng a lesson. No one could help him.
The one who spread his Dao Sense was an old man in green robes. Beside him was an immortal crane that was riding on a mount.
On the other side, there were five Shekongers who were waiting respectfully. They were the five old ancestors of the Luo Clan who had hurriedly come out from their seclusion to welcome Ning Fan!
If it wasn't because of this old man who suppressed the entire Purple Silk City, the Luo Clan might have sent someone to help Wang Meng.
The old man wore a dark green silk scarf on his head. His white hair reached the ground, giving him the air of an immortal.
He was standing under an old pine tree that required three people to encircle it. His palm was stroking the top of the immortal crane. His eyes were filled with benevolence.
That smile was directed at Ning Fan alone.
"Luo Xiao has a good eye. He actually found this person …" The old man muttered to himself with a smile.
The old man had an Early Thought Fragmentation Realm cultivation base. He was only a step away from the Mid Thought Fragmentation Realm.
In the entire Eastern Sky, this person could be considered a person whose prestige spread far and wide. His name was Luo Shi. He was the clan leader of the Luo Clan and also the ninth elder of the Godly Void Pavilion!
With his cultivation base, he only needed a single thought to suppress the cultivators of the Luo Clan.
Seeing that it was Luo Shi who suppressed the entire Luo Clan and helped Ning Fan to deal with him, Wang Meng immediately became dejected and felt helpless.
There were countless cultivators who were paying attention to this battle. However, at this moment, Wang Meng felt like he was abandoned by the entire world. He was the only one left in this boundless world, lonely and powerless!
He was not Ning Fan's opponent. If the Luo Clan also refused to help him, he could only accept his fate and let Ning Fan plant the Restrictive Spell on him!
However, it was obvious that Luo Shi did not have the intention to withdraw his Dao Sense. No one in the Luo Clan would come to help him …
"This old man's mouth … Why did I say that I'm a slave? I'm really asking for trouble!"
Wang Meng let out a long sigh. It was too late for regrets. However, he could only let Ning Fan plant the Restrictive Spell on him.
With this type of Restrictive Spell, he would be Ning Fan's slave from now on …
The regret in his heart was like a river bursting its banks. It was uncontrollable.
However, what Wang Meng could not understand was that Luo Shi actually suppressed the entire Luo Clan and did not allow anyone to help him.
He was the only cultivator with a Combat Body in the Luo Clan. Why was he abandoned by Luo Shi?!
Ning Fan also could not understand this point. Even the entire Luo Clan could not understand it.
"Clan Leader, why did you stop us from helping and let this young man plant the Restrictive Spell on Wang Meng? That Wang Meng is the only cultivator with a Combat Body in our Luo Clan! "
The five She Kong of the Luo Clan looked at their clan leader, Luo Shi, in confusion.
"That Wang Meng has repeatedly attacked the guest elders of the First Peak. Now, it can be considered as his retribution. He only has himself to blame. To him, being planted with a Restrictive Spell is already considered a very light punishment. "Luo Shi's eyes turned sharp as he answered.
"However, that Wang Meng is the possessor of the Eight Extremities Combat Body. He might be the hope to save the Combat King!"
"Hope, huh … Compared to that Wang Meng, I feel that the guest elder recommended by Luo Xiao this time has a higher chance of attaining the Fourth Transformation of his combat arts …" Luo Shi stopped talking and did not continue his sentence.
"That Ning Fan doesn't have a Combat Body. Clan Leader seems to think too highly of him!" One of the She Kong of the Luo Clan said with dissatisfaction.
Luo Shi smiled and did not answer him. He just took out a jade slip and passed it to the five She Kong.
"This is the information that Luo Xiao reported to me. If I didn't receive this jade slip, I wouldn't have taken the time to rush back to the Luo Clan despite my busy schedule."
The five She Kong's eyes were filled with doubt. They scanned the contents of the jade slip with their spirit sense.
As soon as they finished reading it, their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief!
What they found the most unbelievable was a sentence in the jade slip.
"The guest elder of the Luo Clan, Ning Fan, has already attained his first natal combat fire after becoming a guest elder for just three months."
"Impossible! In the history of our Luo Clan, there are many cultivators who have cultivated the War God Art. However, none of them has such a terrifying cultivation speed! You should know that even the Combat King had to cultivate for a whole year just to attain his first natal combat fire! "One of the She Kong's old ancestors immediately refuted.
"Whether this young man has such a cultivation speed or not, we will know after verifying it later …"
Luo Shi did not want to say anything else. With a thought, he released all the Dao Sense that was suppressing the Violet Silk City. Then, he gave an order to all the cultivators in the city.
"My return today is just temporary. I will leave in a few days to continue assisting in the restoration of the Heaven Suppressing Bell."
"Before that, all the Second Step cultivators and guest elders of the Luo Clan are to come to the secret hall immediately. I have something to announce!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Shi looked at the direction of the ruins with a meaningful look. The person he was looking at was still Ning Fan.
All the Second Step cultivators of the Luo Clan immediately rushed to the secret hall when they heard that their clan leader had something to announce.
Even the guest elders of the Luo Clan who were in seclusion in their cave residences also came out and rushed to the secret hall.
"I didn't expect that the clan leader of the Luo Clan would actually help me …" Ning Fan muttered to himself.
When Luo Shi arrived at the Violet Silk City and suppressed the entire city with his Dao Sense, Ning Fan had already sensed his arrival.
As soon as he made his move, he suppressed the entire Luo Clan, not allowing any cultivators to help Wang Meng. His every move seemed to be tacitly allowing Ning Fan to help Wang Meng. He did not even try to hide his goodwill towards Ning Fan.
Ning Fan did not have the intention to plant the Restrictive Spell on Wang Meng. The reason why he suddenly did it was to test Luo Shi's bottom line.
What surprised Ning Fan was that Luo Shi did not show the slightest displeasure or stop him even after he had planted the Restrictive Spell on Wang Meng.
At this moment, most of the Second Step cultivators in the Luo Clan had already followed Luo Shi's order and rushed to the secret hall of the Luo Clan.
Ning Fan remained silent for a while. Then, he grabbed Wang Meng who was covered in wounds from the ground and ordered indifferently.
"Lead the way to the secret hall!"
Ning Fan's tone towards Wang Meng was not polite at all. From the moment he planted the Restrictive Spell on him, Wang Meng had already become his slave.
Wang Meng's cultivation base was not enough to enter Ning Fan's eyes. To him, this person was dispensable and he could kill him whenever he wanted.
At this moment, Wang Meng's expression was extremely bitter. The Restrictive Spell in his Sea of Consciousness kept reminding him that he could not disobey Ning Fan's orders.
He consumed a pill to temporarily suppress his injuries. Then, he let out a long sigh and flew towards the Violet Silk City with Ning Fan.
Along the way, the cultivators and the guest elders of the Luo Clan looked at Ning Fan with either respect or fear.
They no longer looked down on him like before!
The strength that Ning Fan had displayed in this battle was really terrifying. Perhaps even a true Du Zhen cultivator would not be as strong as him.
What puzzled them the most was that the Luo Clan Lord, Luo Shi, had quietly suppressed all the cultivators of the Luo Clan and tacitly allowed Ning Fan to attack Wang Meng. He even became Ning Fan's backer …
This point made the crowd speculate about Ning Fan's identity. Their fear towards Ning Fan deepened.
The Secret Hall of the Luo Clan was located in the forbidden area of the Violet Silk City. It was heavily guarded and was the place where the cultivators of the Luo Clan discussed matters.
When Ning Fan arrived, hundreds of Second Step Cultivators in the secret hall fixed their eyes on him at the same time.
There were also many guest elders of the Luo Clan who were gloating when they saw Wang Meng's miserable appearance.
Most of these cultivators were the guest elders of the First Peak. Meng Xiu was one of them.
Meng Xiu looked at the heavily injured Wang Meng who was following behind Ning Fan. He almost had the urge to laugh out loud.
Fifteen years ago, Wang Meng had come to him and challenged him to a battle using the rules of the Broken Halberd Peak.
That battle had destroyed half of his physical body. After that, he cultivated arduously for many years and consumed countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures to restore his physical body …
Meng Xiu was naturally in a good mood when he finally got his retribution for the tyrant in the past.
When he looked at Ning Fan's expression again, he could not help but have a good impression of him.
Ning Fan ignored the gazes of the crowd and walked towards where Luo Xiao was standing.
When Luo Xiao saw Ning Fan walking towards him, he immediately cupped his fists and smiled.
Just as he was about to say something, an old man in the hall coughed softly. It was Luo Shi, the Clan Lord of the Luo Clan.
Immediately, all the cultivators turned silent and looked at the old man. Even Luo Xiao could not help but smile helplessly and swallow all the words he wanted to say.
"Haha, it seems that almost everyone has arrived. In that case, this old man will be able to select the eight tomb guardians of my Battle King Luo Clan from amongst everyone present."
As soon as Luo Shi said that, many cultivators of the Luo Clan revealed an excited look.
The moment Ning Fan heard this, his brows knitted tightly.
It was beyond his expectation that the Luo Clan would choose the tomb guardians at this moment.
He had yet to successfully cultivate the first transformation of his battle art. Therefore, he was not qualified to participate in the competition for the tomb guardians …
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