Though He Feiyu was a Demon Saint, his body was not mountain-sized like those of other Demon Saints—only somewhat larger than an ordinary white crane.
Boom!
A fist densely covered in profound patterns crashed down, shattering He Feiyu's protective Dao power and slamming into his forehead.
Blood sprayed amid a shower of falling feathers. That Sacred Weapon-like fist smashed out He Feiyu's brains, and his pointed crane beak, along with half his head, fell away.
Killed He Feiyu. Obtained 500,000 years of Ordinary Cultivation Power, 600 years of Martial Saint Power Ordinary Cultivation Power: 890,000 years Martial Saint Power: 600 years
Wei Fan glanced at the panel, then reached out and collected the crane beak and corpse.
He should never have been able to kill He Feiyu so easily. He Feiyu was no ordinary Demon Saint, but one from the Imperial Dao Sect, Xuanhe Sect. Demon Emperor Bloodline likely flowed through him, and he might even have cultivated some Demon Emperor secret art.
Yet he had ambushed Wei Fan and closed in on someone whose body had attained sanctification. Before he could unleash any of his abilities, he was beaten to death.
Had He Feiyu kept his distance, Wei Fan would have had virtually no chance of killing him with that peerlessly terrifying speed.
Rumble...
A Dao more than two hundred zhang long appeared, then suddenly crumbled apart, setting the Great Dao ringing and making chains of order tremble.
Heaven and earth fell silent. Only the sound of the Dao shattering remained. Even the Martial Saints and Demon Saints locked in battle stopped fighting and stared over in shock.
Apart from a handful of people, no one knew Wei Fan was already a Saint-realm expert. Long before the Dao Collapse had ended, he had already broken through to