Ye Fan swung the Yin Yang Holy Sword and killed the Purple Mansion Saint. His head and consciousness turned into ashes, leaving behind a headless corpse that was spewing blood.
The life of a Saint had come to an end. He was very likely to become a supreme Saint, but today, he had reached the end of his life and become the dust of history.
It could be predicted that there would be chaos soon. This was the first Saint to die in the Eastern Barren Territory in recent years. It would definitely cause a great commotion!
There was nothing special about the broken wooden hammer. There were bite marks on it, and it was almost rotten. It didn't look like a weapon at all. If it was thrown on the ground, no one would pick it up.
But it was this unremarkable broken wooden hammer that could release chaotic light and crack the Yin Yang Holy Sword. It was very powerful and had saved the Purple Mansion Saint many times.
Ye Fan held it in his hand. It felt very light, as if he was holding a piece of firewood. It didn't have much weight, and it seemed like it would break if he used a little force.
Dong!
He shook his finger, and the broken wooden hammer made a hollow sound. It was like rotten wood, but no matter how much force he used, he couldn't break it. It was very hard.
Bang!
He brandished the broken wooden hammer in his hand. With a "weng" sound, a large black hole appeared in the void, and a streak of chaotic light shot into it.
"What treasure is this? It's much more powerful than the Yin Yang Holy Sword!" Ye Fan was shocked.
"This must be a divine treasure …" The large black dog came over. His eyes were very round, and he quickly reached out with his claws. His greed was acting up again.
Ye Fan knew his habits, so he was always on guard. He raised a hand and stopped him. "Don't snatch it. Quick, control the killing formation. Don't let a single person escape."
At this moment, this area was covered in blood, and the smell of blood was overwhelming. Who knew how many people had died? The scene was frightening. It was as if they had come to a slaughterhouse.
Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian, and the others also walked over. They looked at the broken wooden hammer in amazement. It could actually release chaotic light and was indestructible. It could be called a divine treasure.
"The Purple Mansion Saint is dead …"
Liu Kou and the others felt that things had gotten out of hand. This was the future master of a holy land, and he had been killed by Ye Fan. If this news spread, the entire northern region would be shaken.
"Ah …"
Miserable cries continued to sound. The Ancient Great Emperor's killing formation was unparalleled. It turned into a great grinding stone that crushed heaven and earth, continuously turning life after life into meat paste.
"Ah …"
No one was able to escape. The Ancient Slaughtering Formation was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. Every time, a large group of people would be killed. This was truly a meat grinder.
Many experts, even if they were at the Eighth Transformation of the Dragon Realm or even at the pinnacle, could not escape the annihilation of the Primeval Emperor's formation runes.
Amidst the bright redness on the ground were pieces of ghastly white shattered bones, causing one's scalp to go numb. It was too horrible to look at, and none of them dared to look at it.
In the cruel world of xiuzhe, once war started, there was no mercy to speak of. It was hard to say who was right and who was wrong. There was no right or wrong. There was only life and death and the law of the jungle.
In the cruel world of cultivators, once a battle started, there was no mercy. It was hard to say who was right and who was wrong. There was only the law of life and death.
"Huh? This broken wooden hammer … looks like the stopper of the Purple Mansion Saint!" Jiang Huairen's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the abnormality.
"Huh? This broken wooden hammer … looks like the stopper of the big gourd!" Jiang Huairen's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw the abnormality.
Ye Fan stuffed the handle of the broken wooden hammer into the stopper. It fit perfectly, blocking the mouth of the gourd. The head of the hammer and the mouth of the gourd became one.
"This is definitely a divine treasure. Even the stopper can release chaotic light. It's so powerful!" The large black dog stood up, his eyes glinting fiercely. He was about to snatch the gourd again.
"Stupid dog, can't you be a little more obedient?" Ye Fan glanced at him.
They were all shocked. This black gourd definitely had a great background. Even the stopper was so terrifying, so the real body of the gourd could be imagined.
"Purple Mansion brat, perhaps he just got this gourd not long ago. It's such a waste, using the stopper to fight enemies. He doesn't understand its true value at all!" the large black dog said.
They fiddled with it for a while, but they didn't find any use for the black gourd. It was even harder than Godly metal. Even Ye Fan's golden fingers couldn't penetrate it.
"Although the Heavenly Yin Death Water is priceless, compared to the black gourd, it's not even worth a strand of hair. It's really a waste to store it."
"Ah …"
Screams rose and fell. By now, only a few people were still alive. They had all been chopped into meat paste, and the ground was scarlet and bloody. Only a dozen or so people were left.
Ye Fan was very calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He watched everything quietly. He didn't act, but once he made a decision, he was resolute.
"Unfortunately, only two Holy Sons entered …" He was searching for the whereabouts of the Saint Son of All Beginnings.
Those who survived weren't necessarily the most powerful people. The Wu Shi Killing Formation was damaged, and only a corner was left. There were some places with terrifying destructive power, while some areas were relatively weaker.
"There!"
Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he quickly rushed over, appearing in front of a pile of corpses. There was a bloody person there, his entire body submerged in blood. He was unmoving, incredibly cold, without the slightest bit of vitality.
He was mixed with the bloody mud, buried underneath. If others couldn't sense him at all, they would definitely think that was a person who had long died.
However, Ye Fan cultivated the Divine Eye, and saw with a glance that he was still alive. His life source was very vigorous, releasing blazing light, and hadn't been extinguished.
The Saint Son of All Beginnings was actually faking his death, wanting to escape this disaster. He had no choice, and was forced into this situation.
Ye Fan rushed over like a ghost, silently brandishing the Yin Yang Holy Sword. It turned into a barbaric dragon, and slashed down. The thick sword ray connected with the dark clouds in the sky!
Swoosh!
The Saint Son of All Beginnings turned into a streak of green radiance, rushing out like light, evading. The great earth was hacked apart, revealing a pitch-black, bottomless hole!
"Brother Ye, we've misunderstood a bit." The Saint Son of All Beginnings opened his mouth, wishing to say something, but Ye Fan activated the All character secret, brandishing the holy sword and hacking forward, not giving him the chance at all.
Clang!
This sword even cut open the skies. The dark clouds scattered, and endless stellar radiance gathered like a waterfall. Tens of thousands of streaks descended, forming a vast expanse of whiteness.
The Saint Son of All Beginnings' expression changed. He felt the world shocking sharpness of a sharp blade approaching his neck, the aura of death pervading the air. He couldn't face it head-on!
However, in the Wu Shi Killing Formation, he had no way of escaping. A single wrong step would result in his body and soul being destroyed. He could only face the sword radiance that was as thick as a mountain.
Once the All character secret was activated, one's strength would increase tenfold. This was a type of destructive aura that could tear through everything. The Yin Yang Holy Sword was as resplendent as a sun.
"Pop!"
The Saint Son of All Beginnings' palm was sparkling and bloody radiance shot out. He opened a cold blood box, and fresh blood dyed the night sky red. It was as if an ancient evil spirit had awakened and wanted to destroy all things.
Heavenly Fiend Blood Box!
In the past, a Heavenly Fiend used his own Fiend God blood to refine a weapon for his descendants. Its destructive power was incomparable, and the Heavenly Fiend blood could destroy all opponents.
Bang!
The power of Ye Fan's sword was extremely great. When it collided with the bloody light, the Saint Son of All Beginnings was sent flying, coughing out large mouthfuls of blood.
With tenfold battle prowess, who in the same realm could contend against him?
This was equivalent to ten Saint Son level characters attacking together to kill the Saint Son of All Beginnings. In the Wu Shi Killing Formation, he had no way of dodging. Even if his methods were heaven-defying, he couldn't withstand it and was immediately heavily injured.
However, Ye Fan was also shaken. He retreated with large steps. The Yin Yang Holy Sword in his hand was stained with demonic blood, and the cracks on its surface quickly expanded.
Kacha!
The Yin Yang Holy Sword broke, completely destroyed by the Heavenly Fiend Blood Box.
Ye Fan's entire body released blazing golden light, blocking the Fiend God's blood from staining his body. He took out the rotten wooden hammer, and smashed it down fiercely, scattering the boundless bloody light.
"The legendary treasure box refined by a peerless Heavenly Fiend! We must seize it!" the large black dog shouted loudly from behind.
Ye Fan brandished the rotten wooden hammer, and a terrifying streak of chaotic light shot out, striking towards the Saint Son of All Beginnings. It chiseled out a black hole in the void.
Boom!
The Heavenly Fiend Blood Box was less than three inches long, but it contained a boundless sea of blood. At this moment, boundless waves surged out, almost drowning this part of heaven and earth.
"Chi!"
Ye Fan used the rotten wooden hammer to cleave out a black hole, guiding the boundless sea of blood into it. He shot out a streak of chaotic divine light, slashing towards the Saint Son of All Beginnings.
The two of them quickly engaged in a great battle. The Wu Shi Killing Formation was activated, and the Saint Son of All Beginnings was startled with every step he took, unable to concentrate.
Boom!
Ye Fan once again successfully activated the 'All' secret. The rotten wooden hammer in his hand shone brilliantly, as if it had a life of its own, shooting out a large expanse of chaotic light.
This was a terrifyingly terrifying scene. The black night sky continuously collapsed, and a black hole appeared. The Saint Son of All Beginnings cried out loudly, using the Heavenly Fiend Blood Box to block it.
However, when his battle prowess was increased tenfold, it was too terrifying. It destroyed everything, and the entire sea of blood was evaporated. Everything was destroyed!
The Saint Son of All Beginnings couldn't dodge at all in the Wu Shi Killing Formation, and could only take it head-on. With a peng sound, he was sent flying by the chaotic light, his body cracking apart.
Weng!
Ye Fan used the Row Technique, rushing over like a streak of light. In a short period of time when his battle prowess was increased tenfold, he continuously attacked, incomparably fierce.
"Pu!"
The Saint Son of All Beginnings spat out a large mouthful of blood. He was swept by the chaotic light again, and most of the bones in his body were broken. He shouted loudly, "You can't …"
Boom!
Ye Fan didn't give him a chance to continue speaking. His tenfold battle prowess rose crazily, and the rotten wooden hammer shattered the void, sending him flying, almost turning him into a bloody paste.
"You …" The Saint Son of All Beginnings coughed out blood.
Dong!
Ye Fan used the rotten wooden hammer to block the Heavenly Fiend Blood Box. The chaotic light imprisoned the endless sea of blood, and the two weapons stuck together.
At this time, the battle prowess triggered by the All Secret Art disappeared, but the Saint Son of All Beginnings was also an arrow at the end of its flight. He did his best to resist.
Peng!
Ye Fan reached out a large golden hand and struck forward. A destructive aura shook.
Kacha!
The Saint Son of All Beginnings' arm broke, and then his chest caved in. His body was struck by a large golden hand!
"Pu!"
The flesh shell of the Saint Body was extremely powerful. The palm that was like a large golden millstone firmly slammed into the Saint Son of All Beginnings' body, splitting him into pieces on the spot.
The Saint Son of All Beginnings' primordial spirit rushed out, wanting to escape. The small golden lake between Ye Fan's brows transformed into a small golden cauldron, rushing over and shattering it.
Another Saint Son of All Beginnings had fallen. The future Master of All Beginnings had been erased just like that. From then on, he would become a part of history, no longer existing.
Ye Fan had killed two Saints in succession in one day. This was enough to shake the world. At the same time, he had eliminated so many experts, killing them all and leaving the ground covered in minced meat. This would definitely cause great waves.
"Where is Yao Xi? Where is the Saint Son of Great Yan, Xiang Yifei? They have also come …" He frowned slightly.
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