"Dong!"
Zhao Fa spat out a mouthful of blood and teeth as he crashed into the tall wall behind him. His anger surged. Being slapped in the face in front of so many people and having his teeth knocked out made his lungs explode with anger.
"Chi!"
Nine streaks of sword radiance shot out from his mouth and turned into nine-colored rainbows that shot toward Ye Fan's body. They were gorgeous and magnificent, and killing intent surged out like the tide.
These were nine divine swords forged from different meteorites of different colors. All of them were only the length of a palm, but they were incomparably sharp.
They pierced through the void and rushed out from nothingness like the nine wings of a divine phoenix. They surged with endless auspicious colors and swept over.
They looked beautiful and bewitching, but their killing intent soared into the heavens. They could sever one's soul and penetrate into one's bones, giving off an icy chill.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan's golden hand slapped out and covered all nine different colored flying swords, causing them to tremble violently. Even the rarely seen meteorites of this world couldn't withstand this kind of power.
"Clang, clang, clang …"
The nine colored swords were all caught in Ye Fan's hands. His golden fingers forcefully crushed them, and clanging sounds rang out incessantly as all of them broke.
Then, colorful iron powder fell from the gaps between his fingers. He had used the powerful force of his fingers to turn the divine swords into powder!
Everyone was shocked. Did the saint physique really sever his own cultivation? This was too much nonsense. This news was a complete scam!
"You …" Zhao Fa's expression changed as fear grew in his heart. He said, "You didn't sever your own cultivation!"
Ye Fan pressed forward with large steps. Every step he took caused the entire street to tremble. It was as if there was a huge drum beating between heaven and earth, ringing in everyone's heart.
Zhao Fa's expression changed drastically. If Ye Fan didn't sever his own cultivation, even if he fought with all his might, it would be difficult for him to escape death. His mind was in chaos.
"Weng!"
Ye Fan rushed over when his emotions were unstable. His golden hand once again slashed down, turning into a golden millstone that slammed down.
"I really severed my own cultivation …" His words carried a smile, but his attacks were ruthless.
"What …" Zhao Fa was taken aback. But at such a close distance, there was no way for him to dodge. Thus, he braced himself and faced the attack.
Clang!
Ye Fan's millstone-like golden hand slammed half of Zhao Fa's body into the ground as if he was hammering an iron pole.
Bang!
Ye Fan struck again, causing Zhao Fa to see stars. Blood spurted out of his mouth as his body sank another foot. Everything below his chest had sunk into the ground.
"I've already said that I'll sever my cultivation base and become a half-cripple. At least I'll have some strength left to protect myself. Yet, you bully me like this. Do you think I'm a soft persimmon that you can pinch at will?"
Ye Fan squatted down and mercilessly slapped Zhao Fa's face. With a crisp slap, another two or three of Zhao Fa's teeth fell out. He was so angry that he felt like his internal organs were on fire.
"I forgot to tell you in detail. Under the treatment of Miracle Doctor Wang, I did sever my own Dao Fruit and fell from the Four Extreme Secret Realms. However, I still have the cultivation of the Pinnacle Dao Palace Realm." Ye Fan smiled brightly.
Slap!
Following which, he slapped Zhao Fa again, causing him to feel dizzy and spurt blood from his mouth.
"You're too impatient. You can't wait to snatch my Sacred Sword. Don't you understand that the rafters that stick out rot first?"
"You've already fallen from the Four Extreme Secret Realms?!" Zhao Fa clenched his teeth. His expression was cold and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
Boom!
He seemed to have gained immense confidence. A beam of purple light shot out from his body like a huge purple dragon that shook the sky.
Ye Fan laughed and his eyes turned even colder. He flipped his hand and pressed it down. "You can't hold back anymore after knowing that my cultivation base isn't what it used to be? Don't you think about how close you are to me? "
Slap!
His slap landed and Zhao Fa's teeth fell out. Mixed with blood, the purple light that rushed out from his body was forcefully pushed back.
"You'd better behave yourself since you're so close to me!"
Ye Fan slapped him again, causing his body to sink another half a foot. Only his head was left on the ground.
Zhao Fa's expression was livid. This was the first time he had been humiliated like this in his life. He was so upset that he wanted to roar out loud. Originally, everything was under his control. He had come here to snatch the Sacred Sword. Unexpectedly, this was the result. He was smashed into the ground and didn't even have the strength to retaliate. He was slapped several times in succession.
"Enough, you've gone too far!" The Purple Mansion Saint stood in the distance. His eyes were very cold as he stared at Ye Fan.
"Why didn't you say anything when Zhao Fa bullied Ye Fan just now?" Li Heishui glanced at him and said coldly, "If you want to fight for justice, come at me!"
The large black dog was even more direct. He shouted, "Do you want to side with that bastard? I'll accompany you. I don't mind taking in a Saint as a human pet!"
At the side, everyone was speechless. Had the Saint really severed his own life and entered the Dao Palace mystic realm? Why were the people around him so fierce?
"You teleported a few of my junior brothers to the foreign realm. I still haven't settled the score with you!" The Purple Mansion Saint's expression was cold as he stared at the Black Emperor.
"Who's afraid of who? Come at me!"
Ye Fan stood up and looked at the Purple Mansion Saint. "Do you really want to fight?"
All the Saints were "righteous". None of them had rashly attacked him. If the Purple Mansion Saint attacked, he would be the first.
"Since you severed your own cultivation and fell from the Four Extreme Mystic Realm, I won't bother with a half-cripple like you!" The Purple Mansion Saint's eyes were cold. He didn't accept the challenge.
Ye Fan smiled coldly. In the end, he was still a Saint. He wouldn't attack without knowing the situation. He could still keep his composure.
"Die!" Suddenly, Zhao Fa shouted. Purple light shot into the sky.
Above his head, a huge star appeared. The purple light shone brightly and was extremely blinding!
This was the only star, and it contained endless divine energy. Even the sun in the sky paled in comparison. It emitted a powerful Dharmic energy wave.
"Ziwei Imperial Star!"
Someone exclaimed. They didn't expect Zhao Fa to cultivate the Ziwei Sect's divine technique and create the Ziwei Imperial Star. Once it broke, it could destroy a part of the world.
Boom!
Ye Fan's large golden hand reached out, transforming into a golden heavenly stele that descended. Terrifying divine force rippled outwards, and with a pu sound, it suppressed Ziwei Imperial Star.
"Rise!" Zhao Fa shouted.
However, Ye Fan's physical body was too strong. The giant hand that had turned into a golden heavenly stele pressed the Ziwei Imperial Star back into his head and forced the monstrous magic power back.
"Ah!" Zhao Fa screamed in fear. If the Ziwei Imperial Star broke in his body, his body and soul would definitely be destroyed.
"Save me …" Zhao Fa was truly terrified. He could no longer control himself. The purple star was about to be destroyed in his body.
"Didn't you want to steal my divine sword and harm my life? Why are you begging me now?" Ye Fan looked down at him.
Zhao Fa's head was left on the ground. His face was extremely pale. He said, "I deserve to die. I shouldn't have been so greedy. Save me!"
Bang!
Ye Fan raised his leg and kicked out. A huge star was shaken out of Zhao Fa's head. It shot into the sky and exploded in the distant horizon.
Endless purple light surged, and terrifying energy spread out. Even on the ground, one could feel the tsunami-like shockwaves.
Although Zhao Fa was saved, a trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes. He had suffered such a great loss today. He wanted nothing more than to kill Ye Fan.
Bang!
He broke out of the ground and stood on the ground. He said coldly, "Brother Ye, that's all for today. I'll visit you another day!"
Zhao Fa did not know Ye Fan's true strength, so he did not dare to act rashly. He wanted to figure out the situation first before acting ruthlessly.
However, Ye Fan laughed. Like a ghost, his movements were extremely fast. He appeared in front of Zhao Fa, making it impossible for him to dodge.
"Then I won't send you off. Have a safe journey!"
Ye Fan patted his shoulder, just like what Zhao Fa had done in the past. Zhao Fa's expression immediately changed, and he quickly retreated.
"What … what did you do to me?" Zhao Fa coughed up blood with each step he took. When he took eight steps back, there was a shattering sound from within his body.
He immediately cried out in pain. "You crippled me?!"
Ye Fan's expression was cold. He said, "You tried to harm me time and time again. It's already good enough that you're still alive."
Everyone was silent. A cultivator of the Ziwei School at the level of four Extremities had been crippled by Ye Fan with just a lift of his hand. This was truly chilling.
Had the Sacred Physique really severed his own cultivation? How could he still be so terrifying and powerful? If it was just in the Dao Palace mystic realm, he would be too fearless.
"You're so ruthless …" Zhao Fa's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling.
"You already wanted to kill me. Do you think I should still smile at you? The heavens are benevolent. Turn over a new leaf."
With a single thought, Ye Fan crippled a genius of the younger generation. This shocked everyone.
"You are in the Dao Palace mystic realm. If you can take three attacks from me, I will turn around and leave. I will not make things difficult for you," the Purple Mansion Saint said coldly. Suddenly, he shot a purple beam of light at Ye Fan.
Bang!
Ye Fan raised his fist to meet the attack, shattering it on the spot.
Boom!
A small purple pagoda appeared between the Purple Mansion Saint's brows. It pressed forward, emitting terrifying waves.
Whoosh!
A small golden cauldron directly rushed out from between Ye Fan's brows and smashed forward.
The Purple Mansion Saint's expression changed. He retracted the small purple pagoda and retreated. Then, he formed a seal with both hands, and a huge purple energy wave shot forward.
Boom!
Ye Fan still used his golden fist to meet the attack. The ancient street shook violently, almost collapsing.
"Let's go!"
The Purple Mansion Saint turned and left. The other Purple Mansion disciples also followed suit.
"He is testing me. He finally can't hold back anymore …" Ye Fan muttered to himself.
The Purple Mansion Saint did not manage to find out anything. He left decisively, not wanting to take the risk.
On this day, the news spread like wildfire.
The Sacred Body had severed his own cultivation, but he was not completely crippled. He still had peak Dao Palace cultivation. Zhao Fa from the Ziwei Sect had been careless and had been crippled. The Purple Mansion Saint tested him and finally left.
Everyone was discussing this news. They wanted to know what kind of state Ye Fan was in. They did not believe the rumors.
On the same day, Miracle Doctor Wang appeared. He said that what Ye Fan had said was true. He had already severed his own life. At the same time, he revealed that if Ye Fan wanted to risk his life, he could occasionally use the battle prowess of the Four Extreme Secret Realms. The price was that he would lose his life force. He could not use it more than ten times.
This was something that Ye Fan and Miracle Doctor Wang had already discussed. They did not want to say too much. Otherwise, if he used the Four Extreme Secret Realms, he would be exposed immediately.
However, he was not very worried. If he obtained the Nine Secrets Xing Character Mantra, he would no longer have to worry. With this movement technique, he could go anywhere in the world without fear of being killed.
"If this news were to spread, not to mention others, even the Saints would not be able to hold themselves back. You did this on purpose, didn't you?" Li Heishui glanced at Ye Fan and then at the crazy old man behind him.
"If you want to test me or kill me, just come!" Ye Fan smiled.
"The ancient Killer Celestial Court is most likely going to appear. They have probably received many requests," the big black dog said.
The Saints were very calm and had not taken any action. However, many disciples of the holy lands had appeared. They came to test Ye Fan's situation. A storm was brewing. He was a pawn to test the waters.
Soon, news spread that the Yin Yang Saint was carrying a secret treasure — the Yin Yang Sword. He was heading south, preparing to cut off the head of the Sacred Physique Ye Fan. There were several Grand Supreme Elders following him. They were about to arrive.
At the same time, the elders of Zhao Fa from the Ziwei Sect were furious. They traveled through the night toward Youyue City to suppress Ye Fan.
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