Practicing martial arts is too difficult, so I choose to defeat others

"Roar..."

The Black Scaled Dragon King roared. This time, he was directly knocked away by Wei Fan's punch, and his fist was full of dense cracks.

He knew that he couldn't go on like this. If he continued, it would only help Wei Fan.

The next moment, a pitch-black halberd appeared in his hand, emitting the fluctuations of the top martial king's magic weapon.

Everyone was shocked. They watched Wei Fan go from being inferior to the Black Scaled Dragon King at the beginning to suppressing the Black Scaled Dragon King now, forcing the Black Scaled Dragon King to take up all the king's weapons.

It was quite embarrassing for the always conceited Black Scaled Dragon King to use the magic weapon first, because he had always crushed his peers, and this was the first time he was defeated like this.

"After the fists and feet, let's compare the weapons!"

Wei Fan turned his wrist, and the Tiger Soul Blade also appeared in his hand, also emitting the fluctuations of the top martial king's magic weapon.

His figure flashed, and he chased after him like thunder and chopped him with a knife.

Boom!

A huge blade light descended from the sky, trying to split the Black Scaled Dragon King in half, but the Black Scaled Dragon King held the halberd in his hand across his head and blocked the blade light in a split second.

"Tongtian Sword Classic, Great Sun Collapse Fist, you are not a disciple of Guangling Sect, but the Wei Fan who destroyed Guangling Sect!"

The Black Scaled Dragon King finally confirmed Wei Fan's identity, and shock appeared in his eyes.

This was not an outsider whose cultivation had been suppressed like him. The other party was really only the first level of the Martial King. It was amazing that the first level of the Martial King suppressed him to this extent.

What was even more amazing was that the other party was a native resident of the wasteland, a land of Dao collapse, a Martial King who was less than 20 years old.

He was in the wasteland now, so he naturally understood the difficulty of becoming a Martial King in the wasteland.

When he heard that Wei Fan was less than 20 years old before, he sneered and thought that the wasteland was a story made up by the Wasteland Demon Hunter Organization to create a god for the human race.

But everything at this moment showed that Wei Fan was really in the land of Dao collapse and became a Martial King before he was 20 years old.

If such a monster were to be placed in the outside world and trained by those top saints, he would probably be able to kill himself with one hand. How could he not be shocked?

"He is actually the Wei Fan who led the human race in the wasteland to annihilate the monsters?"

"What a terrible monster!"

"The legend is actually true!"

"I should have thought it was him!"

Several monster kings and Wu Yinghui and others were all numbed, and looked at the figure like a god of war in shock.

Bang!

At this time, Fenghua came and pierced through the protective light curtain of the Black Scale Dragon King with one palm, and chopped the Black Scale Dragon King heavily with his palm, knocking the Black Scale Dragon King back, leaving a palm print.

At the same time, Wei Fan seized the opportunity to sweep out with a knife, almost cutting the Black Scale Dragon King in half, and slashing out a hole where his internal organs could be seen.

"Go, the Dragon King cannot die!"

Yuan Lie shouted and rushed to the battlefield. Those who knew Wei Fan's character knew that after killing the Black Scale Dragon King, he would definitely attack them, the monster kings.

What do you mean by killing only the Black Scale Dragon King? It's just that they want to defeat all the demon kings one by one.

The other demon kings obviously understood this and followed suit.

"Do you think we are just decorations? Brothers, go ahead and kill these beasts!"

Wu Yinghui and his men also followed suit. Whether they wanted to join the battle or not, they knew that if Wei Fan and Feng Hua were besieged and killed by the demon kings, they would also suffer.

All of a sudden, people on both sides were forced to join the battle.

A chaotic battle broke out. Fortunately, this place was special. Otherwise, if more than a dozen martial kings and demon kings fought, the battle would surely be a catastrophe.

"You go help them, I'll kill this long worm!"

Wei Fan held the Tiger Soul Blade in his hand, and his fighting spirit was high.

If there were no accidents, the Black Scale Dragon King would not be able to cause any trouble. He alone was enough to kill the Black Scale Dragon King.

"Okay!"

Feng Hua turned and left. She knew that Wei Fan had many trump cards and two holy weapons, so nothing would happen.

Seeing this, Wei Fan no longer paid attention to the outside world and began to fight the Black Scale Dragon King with all his strength.

Although his martial arts skills were not as good as the Black Scale Dragon King, his will and power had been increasing, and his strength had long surpassed the Black Scale Dragon King.

After fighting for dozens of moves, he cut off one of the Black Scale Dragon King's arms and left seven or eight wounds on the Black Scale Dragon King.

"If I had known you were such a monster, I should have killed you before my cultivation was suppressed!"

The Black Scale Dragon King's hair was disheveled, his body was stained red with blood, and he no longer had the momentum he had before.

"You will die no matter when you come. I can kill the nest of dragons in the Black Lake, and I can kill you too!"

Wei Fan chopped with a heavy knife, directly splitting the Black Scale Dragon King's halberd away. Without the blessing of the king's weapon, the Black Scale Dragon King's strength dropped all of a sudden.

After another knife, the Black Scale Dragon King was chopped in half by him and died tragically on the spot.

[Kill the Black Scaled Dragon King, gain 100,000 years of ordinary power, 100 years of martial arts power]

[Ordinary power: 240,000 years]

[Martial arts power: 1,000 years]

"No, the Dragon King is dead!" Yuan Lie's expression changed drastically.

The Black Scaled Dragon King, who dominated one side, died at the hands of a man who was less than 20 years old in the Dao Collapse Land. If this were spread out, I'm afraid few people would believe it, but it really happened.

The demon kings were originally fewer than the human race. Now that the Black Scaled Dragon King was killed, the fate of these demon kings seemed to be doomed.

"Escape!"

He was not even as good as the Black Scaled Dragon King. If Wei Fan could kill the Black Scaled Dragon King, he would definitely be able to kill all of their demon kings. Now the only chance of survival was to escape to the depths of the cave to see if he could find something to break the deadlock.

A stick shook Wu Yinghui away, and Yuan Lie fled to the depths of the cave.

"You want to escape? No one can escape unless you fight to the death."

Wei Fan's figure flashed and blocked the way to the depths of the cave. With the improvement of his willpower, his speed was also much faster than before.

"Tongtian Sword Classic!"

He raised his hands high and slashed at Yuan Lie with a sword like a slash to open up the world. With the blessing of the top martial king's magic weapon, the void was almost cut open, and waves were rippled.

"Wei Fan, you killed so many of our demon kings. When his Dao collapses, the demon clan will not let you go!"

Yuan Lie shouted and quickly crossed the big stick across his chest.

To be able to cultivate into a demon king before the age of fifty, none of these demon kings had simple origins. Yuan Lie threatened, but it was useless to Wei Fan. The power of the Tiger Soul Sword was even increased.

You should know that Wei Fan's power at this moment is not even bearable by the Black Scale Dragon King, let alone Yuan Lie who is not as good as the Black Scale Dragon King.

Dang!

Sparks flew up, and the force of more than ten thousand kilograms caused Yuan Lie's palms to explode instantly, splashing blood.

The big stick in his hand could no longer be held, and it flew back and hit his chest heavily. His body arched and he flew backwards involuntarily.

Blood splattered, but it was Yuan Lie's previous opponent Wu Yinghui who chased after him and cut a hole in Yuan Lie's body with a knife.

He only had a medium-level martial king magic weapon in his hand, and he did not kill Yuan Lie with one knife.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Wei Fan praised Wu Yinghui's swordsmanship, and at the same time, his figure flashed, and he chopped Yuan Lie, who was injured one after another, into the air.

[Kill Yuan Lie and gain 100,000 years of ordinary skills and 100 years of martial king skills]

[Ordinary skills: 340,000 years]

[Martial king skills: 1100 years]

Bang!

At the same time, on the other side, Fenghua teamed up with a martial king and also blew up a demon king.

All of a sudden, only three of the six demon kings who came in were left.

"Wei Fan, my demon clan will not let you go!"

"We are all heroes of the demon clan, and we all have demon saints behind us. Don't make mistakes!"

"There will be a big demon to avenge us."

The three demon kings roared in despair, threatening Wei Fan, but it did not change the result.

A few breaths later, as Wei Fan's last knife fell, all the demon kings were killed.

Wu Yinghui and others were a little excited. Killing so many demon kings at once was rare even in the outside world, and they were all geniuses among the demon kings.

A group of people began to clean up the battlefield, dividing up the bodies of the demon kings and the things in the storage space. Wei Fan was given several tokens that could lead people to safely cross the road collapse barrier.

Wu Yinghui and others had these things on them, and they all threw them to him.

"You can take a group of people away!" He put away the token containing strange power.

After doing all this, the seven people began to walk deep into the cave.

"What is the origin of this place?" Wu Yinghui looked at Wei Fan and Fenghua curiously.

With the joint efforts to kill the demon king, he asked this question again at this moment. The situation was different from Wang Chunyi's previous questioning, and he asked it very frankly.

Wei Fan shook his head: "We don't know either. We just discovered this place by accident. If we knew about this place, why would we make such a big fuss and attract everyone here."

Wu Yinghui and others were stunned, and realized that Wei Fan and Fenghua might really not know about this place.

"So Wang Chunyi died in vain!" He couldn't help but complain.

Wang Chunyi didn't have a problem with his brain, but was blinded by desire. He thought Wei Fan and Fenghua knew about this place. It was just unlucky that he kicked the iron plate and provoked Wei Fan, the killing god who didn't care about his status as the son of the Martial Saint.

Several people walked inside, and the cave became narrower and narrower. There was a small path paved with unknown stones under their feet.

After walking for a while, the front suddenly opened up and a larger cave appeared.

Here, a small square was also paved with unknown stones. Four huge pillars stood on all four sides, burning with raging fire, illuminating the place.

There was an unpleasant stench in the air, but after breathing, several people only felt their blood boiling, as if their cultivation had improved.

Wu Yinghui took a breath and looked at the raging fire: "These flames are burning corpse oil made from the flesh and blood of the demon saint!"

The demon saints are the dominant existence in the outside world, and they are the ancestors of the sect. The general martial kings can't even ask for a drop of demon saint blood to refine medicine.

However, here, it is boiled into lamp oil for lighting.

Some people stared at several giant pillars with burning eyes. As long as they get some of the demon saint corpse oil, it will be worth the trip. Eating it raw can temper the body.

"Have some ambition. When we come to this place, our goal should be the real good things!"

Wu Yinghui scolded the several martial kings who were ready to move. In a place where demon saint corpse oil is used to light lamps, how can the things be bad?

And judging from the appearance of those giant pillars, the demon saint corpse oil may not be taken out.

"Look at that!" Someone suddenly pointed to the front and shouted.

A huge and magnificent underground palace appeared in front of everyone.

It is also known when this palace was built. The style is different from that of the present, exuding the vicissitudes of time.

"This is an architectural style from at least 20,000 years ago!" Fenghua's eyes sparkled.