Chapter 205: Heavenly Dao Goes North, the Number One Person in the World

As Dugu Wenhun's pressure enveloped the entire ancient city, the demon cultivators in the city flew out one after another, like a swarm of bees leaving a nest, which was quite spectacular.

Fang Wang tilted his head and looked at the demon cultivator he was holding down, and whispered: "Tell me, where is Wen Li, the leader of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect?"

Before landing, he took in the voices of the whole city and knew that all the demon cultivators here were from the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect.

The demon cultivator who was held down trembled and said: "The leader's whereabouts... How can we... know..."

Fang Wang's eyes turned cold.

At this time, Dugu Wenhun landed on the city wall. His body movements were strange, and he created a series of afterimages, passing through the demon cultivators. Every demon cultivator's acupoints were hit and he could not move. During the whole process, no demon cultivator could react.

Dugu Wenhun stopped in front of an old demon cultivator, grabbed his face with his right hand, and pulled his soul out of his body. His soul showed a look of horror.

Before Dugu Wenhun could speak, the soul of the demon cultivator dispersed directly.

Dugu Wenhun frowned and continued to try. Fang Wang used Yin-Yang Xuanming True Art to look at these souls, but he could not see anything either, which showed that this spell was not weaker than Yin-Yang Xuanming True Art.

Dugu Wenhun stopped only when the souls of all the demon cultivators on the city wall were forced to disperse. He looked at the demon cultivators above the ancient city with cold eyes.

As soon as those demon cultivators flew out of the city, they were enveloped by his pressure and could not move. They could only look at him in horror.

Fang Wang said: "Kill 90% and let 10% go."

Hearing this, Dugu Wenhun took action immediately. Then, screams rang out one after another in this world, and blood fell like rain into the ancient city.

After a few breaths, the world was silent.

"Take the message out. We, Fang Wang, will kill all the members of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect. Those who want to live, leave the sect immediately, or ask your leader to come out."

Fang Wang's voice followed, his tone cold.

After the voice fell, Dugu Wenhun's pressure disappeared, and the surviving demon cultivators fled in panic.

In the city, the doors of houses were opened one after another, and figures covered with wounds and dirt walked out. They were all shackled with anklets. There were men, women, young and old, but most of them were women. They dared to come out only after hearing Fang Wang's voice.

Fang Wang looked down, and in an instant, sword shadows appeared on the ground of the streets in the city, quickly cutting off the anklets of the prisoners. Dugu Wenhun raised his eyebrows at this scene.

Is this the sword intent of the sword saint?

It is more free than the sword intent of the sword saint back then.

Fang Wang said, "You are all cultivators. You can stay here for a day before leaving. You can also help me spread the word that Fang Wang of Da Qi is determined to kill all the members of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect."

The miserable state of the people in the city was obviously due to inhuman torture, but Fang Wang did not care about sympathy.

After saying this, he turned and left.

Dugu Wenhun hurriedly followed. He was also indifferent to the fate of those people. He had seen a lot of such things in the world of immortal cultivation.

"What should we do next?" Xiao Zi turned her head and looked at Fang Wang and asked.

Fang Wang looked forward and said, "Don't look for him. Just kill him until Wen Li comes to me in person."

He killed people in the Dihai before for revenge.

And this time, he killed people to save people!

Every time he took action, he could save many people. Why should he blindly look for Wen Li's whereabouts?

Dugu Wenhun couldn't help but look at Fang Wang, secretly shocked.

Fang Wang was usually kind to others, but at this moment, he was more murderous than anyone else, which made Dugu Wenhun unable to tell what kind of character he really had.

No matter what kind of character Fang Wang had, Dugu Wenhun only knew that the disaster of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect had come!

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At noon, smoke was curling between the mountains. Looking up, there were corpses and potholes all over the mountains and plains, and a forest was turned red by blood, which was shocking.

One by one, the Guardian of Heaven monks were meditating and healing in various places, and the atmosphere was low.

Fang Jing and Fang Bai were meditating on the hillside, facing the army of Guardian of Heaven monks.

There was a scar caused by a burn on Fang Bai's forehead, which was bloody and could not scab for a long time, but his face was still cold, as if he could not feel the pain.

Fang Jing was lucky. Although his white clothes were stained with blood, he was not injured much. He was looking down at the Guardian of Heaven army who were healing in front of him.

"How long will this battle last? Why are there more and more followers of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect?" Fang Jing muttered to himself, his tone full of helplessness.

Fang Bai closed his eyes and said calmly: "The world is in chaos, and the immortals are pursuing their own interests. After practicing for decades or hundreds of years, who can give up the obsession of immortality for the sake of world peace? How many people can suppress the evil thoughts in their hearts and not act recklessly? As long as no one threatens the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect, the number of followers of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect will only increase."

Fang Jing took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, wait for my uncle to take action."

Fang Bai, who always loved to bicker with Fang Jing, did not refute. His admiration for Fang Wang was no less than Fang Jing, because he had felt the mystery of the Immortal Demon Sword. How could a person who mastered that kind of swordsmanship not dominate the world and be invincible in the world?

At this time, a cultivator flew from the horizon, speeding along the way, shouting loudly: "Tian Dao Fang Wang has already headed north, vowing to kill all the evil demons who steal the sky!"

He kept repeating these words, causing more and more cultivators to open their eyes, including Fang Bai.

Fang Jing was stunned for a moment, not expecting his mouth to be so clever, and then he stood up and laughed out loud.

Not only him, many people got excited.

Tian Dao Fang Wang's name is now well-known throughout the continent, and everyone in the world knows him!

"It's Fang Wang, he finally made a move!"

"I heard from the Da Qi monks before that Fang Wang was in seclusion in order to fight to the death with the Heaven-stealing Sect leader Wen Li!"

"Finally here!"

"I don't know where he is now."

"Fang Wang is the one who killed the Saint Venerable. So far, the other four Saint Venerables are still the unshakable existence of our Heaven-guarding Sect."

There are at least 300,000 monks in this area, but they are only a small part of the Heaven-guarding Sect. The Heaven-guarding Sect has spread over more than 20 dynasties in the north, and there are dozens of battlefields every day. A hundred years ago, it could sweep across this continent, but now it still seems powerless in the face of the Heaven-stealing Sect.

The Heaven-guarding Sect is expanding rapidly, and the Heaven-stealing Sect is the same. However, because the Heaven-stealing Sect acts without scruples, it attracts more powerful people to join. On the other hand, there is almost no threshold for joining the Heaven-guarding Sect. As long as you are willing to fight against the Heaven-stealing Sect, you can join. Therefore, the overall strength is far inferior to the Heaven-stealing Sect, and it is supported by will and hatred.

Since the establishment of the Heaven Guardian Sect, there has not been a battle that can compare with the battle of Daqi. In that battle, Fang Wang killed a Saint and a Holy Spirit, and it is still widely sung.

Fang Bai also stood up, and finally smiled on his cold face. He clearly felt that everyone's morale suddenly improved, and they were no longer so gloomy, as if they saw hope.

Not only this place, but also other places are spreading the news. There are cultivators of the Heaven Guardian Sect spreading the news, and there are also demon cultivators of the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect spreading the news, and there are also casual cultivators who want to fish in troubled waters spreading the news. It seems that a spark is about to set the prairie on fire.

Two days later, another cultivator of the Heaven Guardian Sect sent news.

"Tiandao Fang Wang killed the two Heavenly Lords of the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect and killed 300,000 demons!"

Another day passed.

"Tiandao Fang Wang killed Liu Han, a true disciple of the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect, and destroyed the Underworld Branch of the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect!"

After that, news came almost every day, making the wounded Heaven Guardian Sect cultivators more excited.

In less than five days, they could not hold back and expressed their desire to follow Fang Wang and fight with him. The leading monk of the Heaven Guarding Sect agreed because he felt excited just by hearing the battle reports.

In fact, news lags behind, and Fang Wang kills enemies much faster than the news spreads.

Thirty thousand miles away from them, the grassland is stained with blood and the earth is devastated, as if bombed by a group of meteorites. Countless corpses fall down, and shouts, cries, and shouts of killing are heard.

I saw black sword energy passing through the sky. Every time it swept, it could kill a large number of demon cultivators, and it would rain blood, which was spectacular.

Fang Wang stepped into the air, Xiao Zi lay on his shoulder, looking forward excitedly.

Dugu Wenhun, who followed behind, looked around and was amazed. Nine ghosts and gods were suspended around them, constantly waving swords, and Fang Wang didn't even take out the Tianhong Sword.

On the grassland, there were also many Guardian Heaven Cult monks scattered everywhere, some were recovering from injuries, some were fighting. No matter what they were doing, after seeing Fang Wang and the nine ghosts and gods, they were all excited and excited, and their morale was greatly boosted.

On the other hand, the members of the Heaven Stealing Holy Cult were all so scared that they almost lost their souls. They did not dare to resist Fang Wang at all, and immediately turned around and fled, but their speed was far less fast than the Immortal Executioner Sword.

The nine ghosts and gods swung their swords together, very regularly, with a rhythm that was neither fast nor slow, and the sword energy swept in all directions, unstoppable.

At this moment, Fang Wang seemed to be expelling and playing tricks on the demon cultivators of the Heaven Stealing Holy Cult, making the Guardian Heaven Cult monks all look up to him, as if they were looking at an immortal.

"He is Fang Wang, the Heavenly Dao?"

"So strong... Is this really the strength that can be achieved through cultivation?"

"He is really an immortal. His power alone is stronger than all of us combined. I wonder what unique skills he is using..."

"Before I heard that Fang Wang was heading north, I was wondering why those people were so excited. Now I understand... He is the best in the world!"

"The hope of victory is here!"

When Fang Wang walked towards the horizon, cheers rose one after another on the battlefield.

Dugu Wenhun listened to these cheers and had a subtle feeling in his heart.

Born on the sea, he fought constantly, but they were all for himself or for the missions of the sect. This was the first time he fought to save the people of the world.

How can I describe this feeling...

It's pretty good.

Dugu Wenhun looked at Fang Wang's back. He walked so casually, but he seemed so determined.

He couldn't help but remind her: "You're wasting your spiritual power like this, aren't you afraid that Wen Li will suddenly show up?"

Fang Wang said without turning his head: "Waste? What's the point of wasting?"

Dugu Wenhun couldn't help but feel it carefully when he heard it, and his eyes fell on the Heavenly Dao Royal Dragon Crown on Fang Wang's head.

This crown had a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, and it was flowing into Fang Wang's body.

Could it be...

Dugu Wenhun's eyes changed, revealing a trace of fear.

Powerful enemies are not scary, but the enemy is powerful and has endless spiritual power...