Chapter 208 Heavenly Dao Descends, Invincible in the World

Xiao Zi couldn't tell how fast Fang Wang was flying, but he couldn't see the surroundings clearly. He could only feel the powerful auras in the distance getting closer and closer.

During the flight, Fang Wang deliberately released a trace of aura.

Even if it was only a trace, he believed that Wen Li could feel it!

On the other side.

In front of the Great Sage Mountain.

The clouds rolled, the wind and sand were everywhere, and the earth's spiritual energy like dragon pillars connected the sky and the earth, like a miracle. However, the world fell into a strange silence.

One by one, the monks of the Guardian of Heaven fell to the ground, their legs were weak, and they knelt on the ground. Everyone's face was full of despair and unwillingness, and their eyes looked in the same direction.

In the sky, Li Qingsong, who was covered in blood, was lifted up by Wen Li with one hand. Li Qingsong's Taoist robe was torn, and his arms and feet naturally drooped, swaying in the wind.

Wen Li was wearing a dark purple robe, with demonic energy lingering around him. Behind him, demonic shadows condensed, with different postures, all hunched over, looking down at Li Qingsong in his hand.

The Guardian of Heaven was in despair, and the Stealing Heaven Holy Sect was also extremely nervous, because Wen Li's strength had made them uneasy, especially the demonic shadow behind Wen Li, even the demon cultivators were scared when they saw it.

And now the situation is not right!

Not only Li Qingsong was defeated, but Shen Buhui was also defeated.

Shen Buhui was even worse, with the right arm of the Holy Spirit raised above his head, his limbs facing down, his face facing the sky, his forearms and calves missing, and dripping with blood.

At this moment, Shen Buhui's consciousness was blurred, he could feel that his vitality was fading, and in front of his eyes, past scenes flashed one after another, there was the family happiness of childhood, the wandering after growing up, and the days with Li Tianji.

"So... I'm not the protagonist in the story... I can't be the savior..."

Shen Buhui thought bitterly. He glanced hard and saw Li Qingsong in the distance who was also waiting for death.

He knew that the other party was Li Tianji's master.

This was the first time he met Li Tianji's proudest master. He had imagined countless scenes of meeting Li Qingsong, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Die together.

Suddenly, Shen Buhui's resentment dissipated a lot.

Yes, at least someone will accompany him to die.

What's there to fear about death?

Hong Shengzun came to Wen Li and asked carefully: "Master, why don't you kill them?"

He tried not to look at the demonic shadow behind Wen Li.

Although the five great saints are majestic and have a position below one person in the Tianxie Shengjiao, only they know how big the gap between them and Wen Li is.

Once, the five great saints joined forces to deal with Wen Li, but were killed by Wen Li in a very short time. After that, they were resurrected by the corpse, and then they became "loyal" today.

Wen Li raised his head slightly, looked down at Li Qingsong in his hand, and said: "Wait until the person arrives before killing him."

"Who?"

Wen Li did not answer again, but stared at Li Qingsong and said coldly: "The great master of Jianglong Mountain is so pitiful. I feel a little distressed. Sorry, I was a little cruel before."

Following his gaze, Li Qingsong's face was bloody and fleshy. Except for his teeth, he couldn't even see his facial features, especially his eye sockets. There were no eyeballs. The whole face seemed to have been eaten by some terrible beast, which was extremely terrifying.

Li Qingsong's mouth was bubbling with blood, and he seemed to be conscious.

Saint Hong was full of curiosity. Who was the leader waiting for?

At this moment.

He suddenly felt something and looked up at the horizon. Not only him, but the other three saints also looked up.

After a few breaths, the great monks of the Heaven Stealing Holy Sect and the Heaven Guarding Sect also felt a breath.

The Heaven Guarding Sect was not formed by the gathering of independent cultivators. Most of the monks who followed Shen Buhui to the decisive battle were the elites of the major sects, and there were even people at the level of the head monk and elder.

"Someone is coming!"

"Who is it?"

"This breath... is wrong..."

"Who is it? Is the leader waiting for him?"

"Is the Heaven Stealing Demon Sect not killing us just waiting for that person? Who is worth waiting for the old demon Wenli?"

The monks of the two sects were discussing that the reason why the Heaven Guarding Sect monks did not flee was not that they wanted to wait for death, but that with the tragic defeat of Shen Buhui, their luck was completely cut off. Everyone suffered a backlash, and their spiritual power dissipated, just like ordinary people, and they were exhausted ordinary people.

As the discussion filled the world, a domineering momentum descended. At this moment, everyone felt a great pressure.

Such pressure made them feel that the power of heaven was coming.

If Wen Li's pressure was evil and cold, then this pressure was absolutely overbearing.

They had never felt such pressure before, which made them instinctively awed.

Wen Li narrowed his eyes and looked at the horizon. The demon shadows behind him stopped shaking and turned their heads to look at him, restless.

Even Li Tianji, who was reluctant to leave in the distance, felt the mysterious pressure.

This pressure made her feel familiar, wondering if it was an illusion.

She suddenly thought of someone, and hope appeared in her eyes.

Could it be him?

Boom——

The sky and earth roared, the earth trembled, and the towering Great Sacred Mountain trembled with it. This was a movement that had not been caused by the previous war.

Such a mighty force...

The heartbeats of millions of cultivators of the Guardian Heaven Sect quickened, and an unrealistic idea arose in their minds.

There is a name that has been well-known recently, and it is the hope of the Guardian Heaven Sect and even the entire continent!

In their hearts, this name may be more important than Shen Buhui.

They respect Shen Buhui, but when it comes to the chances of overthrowing the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect, they think the name in their hearts is more promising!

A white rainbow rushed from the end of the world, setting off a shocking wind, and the dust waves along the way were instantly shattered, unstoppable.

Everyone didn't have time to see clearly, Wen Li's purple robe fluttered violently, and the demon shadow behind him was like a candle in the wind, almost extinguished.

All eyes in the world fell in front of Wen Li, and saw a figure appear in the air, surrounded by white flames, less than five feet away from Wen Li.

The person coming was Fang Wang!

"It's him!"

Li Tianji thought with surprise. She had never been so surprised before.

Not only her, but some monks in the Guardian Heaven Sect who had seen Fang Wang were also in great surprise.

"It's Fang Wang, the Heavenly Dao!"

"The Great Qi Sword Saint is here!"

"My God, isn't he in the Great Lan Dynasty? The Great Lan Dynasty is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here, across the Eight Directions Dynasty."

"Did the leader arrange it in advance?"

"What a strong momentum... Can he defeat Wen Li?"

Fang Wang's name spread quickly, the Guardian Heaven Sect cheered, and the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect was panicked and restless.

The name Fang Wang was extremely deterrent to the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect, because Chang Shengzun died in his hands, and Fang Wang had been acting recklessly for a month, slaughtering the Heaven Stealing Saint Sect monks, but the leader was reluctant to take action against him. Such an attitude inevitably made the followers uneasy.

Wen Li's eyes fell on Fang Wang. His hair was still fluttering. The giant eyes on his chest were also staring at Fang Wang. A red cicada crawled out from behind him and lay on his shoulder, staring at Fang Wang.

Xiao Zi poked her head out from Fang Wang's arms, staring at the red cicada, spitting out her snake tongue.

When Wen Li was examining Fang Wang, Fang Wang was also looking at him.

The four eyes met, and there was no fear in either of them.

Li Qingsong's miserable condition did not seem to affect Fang Wang. Seeing this, Wen Li suddenly released his right hand, and Li Qingsong fell down.

Fang Wang did not catch it, but still stared at Wen Li.

At this time, the Holy Spirit flew over with Shen Buhui. Shen Buhui looked at Fang Wang with his peripheral vision, and his mind was shocked.

Who is this person?

It was the first time that Shen Buhui saw a man with such momentum as Fang Wang. Just standing there, he exuded an invincible impact, making him subconsciously think that this person was the most powerful existence in the world!

He was seriously injured and could not hear any sound, so he did not judge Fang Wang's identity.

Finally, it was Wen Li who broke the silence. Wen Li licked his lips and said with a smile: "You are Fang Wang? Your blood and qi are really strong. There is no sign of Nirvana on you, but your breath can threaten my realm. It turns out that there is really destiny."

Fang Wang stared at him indifferently and said: "Wen Li, are you ready to die? Do you want to die under my fist or under my sword?"

Crazy!

His voice was heard by everyone without reservation. This was what everyone felt.

Fang Wang did not just want to show his saintliness. He said this to give confidence to the Guardian of Heaven, to prevent the seriously injured from dying directly, and to shock the followers of the Stealing Heaven Saint Church.

The most important thing is that he has the confidence to do it!

Hearing this, Wen Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and even laughed his belly.

Fang Wang raised his right hand and turned his palm over. He was thinking about which side of his fist to use to kill Wen Li.

Wen Li suddenly lowered his head, stared at Fang Wang, and said coldly: "I have been waiting for a suitable container. Li Qingsong is not qualified, and Shen Buhui is even less qualified. Fang Wang, you finally appeared. You said you can kill me with one punch, then let me feel your power."

As soon as the voice fell, the demon shadow behind him suddenly pounced on Fang Wang and quickly grew larger, making Xiao Zi feel that the world was instantly darkened.

Wen Li's move was too fast, causing the monks of the two sects to have no time to react.

Boom!

A horrible fist wind dispersed Wen Li's demon shadow, swept all the way, and almost hit the Great Saint Mountain. The fist wind swept to the end of the world.

The monks of the Heaven-stealing Saint Sect only felt that their lives had passed the gate of hell. They subconsciously looked up at the sky, and then everyone opened their mouths and their eyes widened involuntarily.

Even Shen Buhui, whose consciousness was already blurred, subconsciously opened his eyes wide, and the Holy Spirit under him trembled slightly.

Fang Wang was still swinging his fist, and in front of him, there was only a skeleton.

This skeleton was obviously Wen Li's!

And every bone of this skeleton was covered with cracks, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Fang Wang raised his chin slightly, looked down at Wen Li's skeleton, and said indifferently: "I only used 30% of my strength, and you couldn't bear it. Is this the Sky-breaking Realm?"

The bones trembled violently, the seams gradually healed, a trace of blood appeared on the chest, and quickly condensed into a giant eye. The giant eye was full of bloodshot, no longer cold as before, but full of horror.

"You... who are you..."

Wen Li's voice sounded, his tone was full of fear.