Pushing the Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

In the sky, Situ Feng and He Taixian flew side by side.

When Yuan Xiao died yesterday, they didn't care much, but Cang Niu was different. He had the true blood of the demon king. Even if the demon generals faced him, they could only match him, not kill him.

Moreover, given Cang Niu's identity and potential, the demon king Qingniu must have given him something to save his life. If two or three demon generals didn't hold things of the corresponding level, they couldn't kill Cang Niu at all.

"Didn't you arrange it?"

He Taixian was stunned. He thought it was someone arranged by Situ Feng. After all, Cang Niu was too arrogant these days. If Cang Niu continued to be arrogant, demon hunters would not dare to hunt demons in Qingyun Mountain.

Situ Feng shook his head: "No!"

He Taixian sighed: "I thought things would end soon, but it seems that it will become more and more troublesome."

Two more sons of the demon king died. Yuan Xiao was not to mention. The white ape demon king also broke through the demon king for a few years. His participation in Qingyun Mountain did not have much impact on the matter.

But the Green Ox Demon King is different. His strength is even stronger than that of the Black Python Demon King. He will not let it go after his bloodline is killed.

"Kill him, then kill him. At worst, we can ask for help from other counties."

After flying for a while, the two arrived at the place where the Blue Ox was killed.

There were deep pits and cracks everywhere. The horns of the Blue Ox were cut off and blood flowed for dozens of meters.

"Even the horns of the Green Ox were broken."

Situ Feng grabbed them casually, and several black fragments flew from a distance and fell into his hands.

"It turned out to be them!"

There was a sound in their ears, and Situ Feng and He Taixian looked back and found Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi flying over.

"Disciple greets Master, and greets the commander-in-chief!"

"Greetings to the commander-in-chief and the second commander-in-chief!"

Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi bowed.

Situ Feng nodded gently, his sharp eyes softened, and he looked at Long Xueyi: "Xueyi, did you kill Cang Niu?"

...

Wei Fan did not return to the original place to find Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong, but went directly back to Qingyun City.

After Cang Niu died, all the members of the Demon Heaven Alliance lay dormant, and none of the auras collected in their bodies were active.

When he entered the city, he found that this tense front-line city had come to life.

"How is it, did you kill the White Elephant Demon King?"

When he stepped into the yard, Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi had already returned. The two were sitting in the yard. After Wei Fan appeared, Zhang Xianlong couldn't wait to ask.

Neither of them revealed Wei Fan in front of Situ Feng and He Taixian.

Wei Fan was killed by the masked man holding the magic weapon. Wei Fan could think that there was something wrong with the Demon Suppression Division, and they naturally thought of it.

In the Demon Suppression Division, no one except the three commanders could take out a magic weapon and let someone kill Wei Fan.

Long Xueyi held her breath and looked at Wei Fan.

Wei Fan nodded gently: "There is no more White Elephant Demon King in the world!"

Boom!

As soon as these words came out, Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong were in a state of shock. Although they were prepared, they still couldn't control their emotions when they heard from Wei Fan that the White Elephant Demon King had been killed.

Even if Wei Fan was a lucky guy, not everyone can kill the Demon King. The power range of the Heavenly Martial Master is not at the same level as the Demon King.

Zhang Xianlong was shocked: "You did something earth-shattering. If it spreads, you will definitely be famous throughout the dynasty..."

The Heavenly Man Slashing Concentration has always existed only in legends. Zhang Xianlong regretted not following up to see the feat of the Heavenly Man Slashing Concentration: "Congratulations, you have accumulated enough merits to enter the Concentration Space. It won't be long before you are a true God Realm Martial Sect!"

When Zhang Xianlong thought of this, his scalp tingled. No wonder the God Realm Martial Sect sent people to kill Wei Fan without any martial ethics.

More than two months ago, when Wei Fan was sent out on patrol, Situ Ying still needed to contact him for secret protection.

It took him two months to break through to the eighth level of the Heavenly Man, and Wei Fan had already killed the Condensed God Demon King.

Wei Fan nodded: "Are there no God Realm Martial Sects among the Demon Hunters?"

In fact, after killing Cang Niu, his merits were enough to enter the Condensed God Space.

On the way to Qingyun City, he killed a half-step God Realm, half-demon Shi Kun, and seven half-demon puppets comparable to the ninth level of the Heavenly Man of the Blood Cloud Sect.

When killing Yuan Xiao, he killed three Condensed Dan ninth-grade demons.

Today, killing Cang Niu also killed two Condensed Dan ninth-grade and one Condensed Dan sixth-grade. Even if these merits are to be divided into some for Long Xueyi, it is enough for him to enter the Condensed God Space.

The merits of killing the White Elephant Demon King no longer need to be wasted on the Condensed God Space, and can be used to exchange for martial arts.

Zhang Xianlong shook his head: "It's not that there are none. After such a long time, you should understand that Mr. Huo is also a demon hunter."

Wei Fan had guessed that Mr. Huo was a demon hunter, but Mr. Huo basically stopped caring about it.

He was asking about the demon hunters who were still hunting demons.

Si Tufeng and He Taixian, as the leaders of the Demon Suppression Division, would not easily fight with the Demon King because it was easy to cause a war, but the demon hunters did not have such concerns. However, he did not seem to have heard of rumors that a demon hunter from the God Realm Martial Sect had killed the Demon King.

Zhang Xianlong continued: "There are still demon hunters from the God Realm Martial Sect, but they are relatively few. Many demon hunters transferred to the Demon Suppression Division after becoming a God Realm Martial Sect.

For example, my master and the commander-in-chief, they were born as demon hunters.

The cultivation of the God Realm Martial Sect is too difficult. It is difficult for a simple master demon hunter to practice by hunting demons on his own. Only by becoming the leader of the Demon Suppression Division and obtaining the support of the dynasty's resources can the cultivation progress be fast."

He shook his head and said, "It's okay to hand over the life card to someone else. As long as you don't rebel, Dynasty won't use the life card to force you to do anything. After all, it's not just one person who hands over the life card. If you don't make a mistake, Dynasty won't dare to do anything that offends all the masters."

Wei Fan shook his head lightly. Even if there was no danger in handing over the life card, he was not very interested.

After becoming a leader, you have to guard the place all the time. If you want to leave the place in the future, you have to ask for permission from the top.

"By the way..."

Zhang Xianlong suddenly stopped Wei Fan who was about to leave: "I asked my master, he said he didn't know what the Yellow Dragon Spear was, and the commander-in-chief also said he had never heard of it."

"Thank you, don't investigate the matter of the Yellow Dragon Spear in the future!"

Wei Fan didn't tell the news he heard from the White Elephant Demon King.

If nothing unexpected happened, the mastermind behind sending the masked man was the third commander Fu Shizheng. If the commander-in-chief and the second commander-in-chief knew about the existence of the Yellow Dragon Spear, Fu Shizheng would not have taken it out.

Now is not the time to expose these things.

He would not think that if he said these things, someone would help him. This grudge could only be avenged by the Third Commander himself when he was capable.

No matter how talented he was, he was still a Heavenly Martial Master. How could his importance be compared to that of a Divine Realm Martial Master.

…

"The collection of the Concentrated Demon Lord, I wonder if there will be some surprises!"

In the room, Wei Fan took out the White Elephant Demon Lord's storage gourd with some expectation, and began to infuse his true power and mental power to refine it.

As expected of the Demon Lord's storage gourd, Wei Fan spent a long time refining it, and a huge space appeared in front of him.

It was really big, with a length, width and height of more than ten meters. Even if there were a lot of things in it, it looked very empty.

The first thing Wei Fan noticed was a round tripod that looked more than one meter high. It was earthy yellow and carved with an elephant wearing scales and armor, which had some of the White Elephant Demon Lord's momentum.

"Is this the White Elephant Demon Lord's magic weapon?"

Wei Fan's heart moved.

Under the induction of his mind, this tripod gave him a feeling as heavy as a mountain.

When fighting with the White Elephant Demon King before, the White Elephant Demon King did not use his magic weapon. As a demon king, he naturally could not be unaware of the importance of tempering his magic weapon.

Whether it is a martial master in the divine realm or a great demon in the state of concentration, once a breakthrough is made, one must start to temper his own magic weapon. Even if there is no good material to forge it, a worse one must be forged and tempered first.

The White Elephant Demon King did not use his magic weapon. It is more likely that he became a demon king too recently and his magic weapon is still a rough embryo that has not been tempered.

The big tripod in front of him seems to be a rough embryo of a magic weapon. It has been tempered, but it has not been tempered to divine power.

Wei Fan took out the khaki big tripod and felt his arm sink in an instant. The whole room shook like an earthquake and the floor cracked.

"It's so heavy! At least one million catties!"

Wei Fan's face was full of emotion.

What material is this? The tripod, which is more than one meter high, actually made his 25 million catties of arm strength feel the weight. He almost collapsed the house because of his mistake.

"A magic weapon made of Xuanhuang Stone?"

Zhang Xianlong came because of the noise in the yard, but his attention was no longer on the reason for the shaking of the yard, but on the khaki cauldron in Wei Fan's hand.

Wei Fan controlled his strength so that the weight of the cauldron would not collapse the house: "You are talking about this thing!"

He just shook the cauldron in his hand lightly, and immediately felt that the roof was about to be lifted off, so he stopped the action immediately.

"Xuanhuang Stone is the best material among the best materials. A fist-sized piece weighs ten thousand pounds. It is a treasure for refining heavy weapons!"

Long Xueyi also appeared, and instantly knew that it was the khaki cauldron in Wei Fan's hand that almost collapsed her yard: "Did you get it from the White Elephant Demon King?"

Wei Fan nodded lightly.

She looked incredible: "I didn't expect that the White Elephant Demon King had such an opportunity to find such a large Xuanhuang Stone to refine the rough embryo of the magic weapon."

Zhang Xianlong shook his head: "It's not the opportunity of the White Elephant Demon King, it's obviously the opportunity of Wei Fan. The innate body of the horizontal training is matched with the weapon refined by Xuanhuang Stone, which is simply invincible."

Xuanhuang Stone is a treasure for making heavy weapons. The weight of the weapons made of Xuanhuang Stone will become more and more terrifying after being tempered by the will and power of the God Realm Martial Sect. As long as the tempering time is long enough, it is not a problem for a weapon to become millions of pounds or tens of millions of pounds.

Such a huge Xuanhuang Stone has never been heard of.

It seems that it has not been tempered for a long time, but it weighs millions of pounds. If Wei Fan, this evildoer, tempers it for hundreds of years, he may be able to temper a magic weapon that is invincible in the world.

Long Xueyi shook her head and looked at Wei Fan: "Don't listen to Zhang Xianlong, it's not that simple. I advise you to give up this Xuanhuang Ding. If this Xuanhuang Ding is tempered into a real magic weapon, its power is indeed terrifying, but with such a large size, the difficulty of tempering will be higher.

Others can temper a magic weapon in a dozen years, but this Xuanhuang Ding may not be able to have the power of a magic weapon in a hundred years. It will only be a waste of effort. After a hundred years, the magic weapons of the same generation will be formed, and your magic weapon will only take shape. How can you fight against others?"

The words make sense.

When most people refine the rough embryo of a magic weapon, they try to choose a small weapon, so that it is relatively simple to temper and the magic weapon is easy to form.

Wei Fan listened, but he didn't plan to listen to Long Xueyi.

This rough embryo of a magic weapon made entirely of top-notch materials is too rare, and he was reluctant to give it up.

"Others have to spend time and effort to temper their magic weapons, but I have a panel!"

The panel is his confidence. At most, he can just kill more monsters. As long as the power is strong enough, he doesn't worry about the difficulty of tempering.

After putting away the tripod, Wei Fan continued to clean up the storage gourd of the White Elephant Demon King.

As a demon king, although he has lived for more than 300 years, the White Elephant Demon King actually has few treasures. After all, he has to practice. Whoever gets the treasure will not use it but put it away.

Except for materials and other things, the things that improve cultivation are basically used up immediately.

So he didn't have any hope for things that improve cultivation. He focused on materials and secret books collected by the White Elephant Demon King.

He really found another piece of Tiger Soul Red Gold in the collection of the White Elephant Demon King, but it was only the size of an egg, not as big as the one he got from Shi Kun.

He had to continue tempering the Xuanhuang Tripod and casting the knife. Anyway, it wasn't hard tempering for him, so he didn't need to make choices, and he didn't have to worry about energy.

Next, Wei Fan didn't find anything that made his eyes light up. Although there were many human martial arts in the gourd, they were not fine products, and they were only at the level of heaven and man.

The next day, Wei Fan went to the military camp to meet Li Fengyi and others, and then left Qingyun City with Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi.

The White Elephant Demon King was killed, Cang Niu and Yuan Xiao also died. Although the demon army of Qingyun Mountain did not withdraw, the members of the Demon Heaven Alliance were already scared and dared not stay in Qingyun Mountain any longer.

Not only three people, but many demon hunters also left.

Three days later, three people appeared at the gate of the Demon Suppression Division.

"It's that psychopath!"

Entering the gate of the Demon Suppression Division, I saw the gray-clothed man holding a spear who appeared after killing Cang Niu that day.

The other party also saw the three people and walked straight over.

He stood in front of Wei Fan and the other two, with a smile on his face, and looked at Long Xueyi and said, "Don't you recognize me yet?"

Long Xueyi frowned slightly.

Zhang Xianlong glanced at Wei Fan, as if to say, "Why don't you do it?"

Seeing this, the man in green looked at the sword in Long Xueyi's hand and said, "Your Hanyan Sword was given to you by my sister!"

Long Xueyi blurted out, "Are you Yue Chengwu?"

The man in green nodded with a smile on his face, "You finally remember such an old friend..."

Wei Fan didn't like to listen to people reminiscing about the past, so he walked away immediately. With a click, he returned to his original appearance.

Controlling the changes in muscle appearance for a long time is actually very uncomfortable.

Zhang Xianlong chased after him: "This psychopath obviously has bad intentions, so you just left like that?"

Wei Fan rolled his eyes: "Get out!"

Suddenly, He Yun walked out from the side and saw Wei Fan with his eyes lit up: "Brother Wei, Mr. Huo told you to take time to see him after you come back."

"Okay!"

Wei Fan nodded, he just wanted to see Mr. Huo.