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

Fu Shizheng was well-dressed, handsome, and had a calm temperament.

He walked over slowly, neither hurried nor slow.

Except for Wei Fan, who saw Fu Shizheng for the first time, everyone else knew him, because when he attacked He Taixian that day, he attacked directly in front of everyone.

He walked over, stood still, and then glanced at Chen Qiming: "If you don't want to die, take them away!"

Chen Qiming was about to speak when he heard Li Chuyang's angry roar: "Fu Shizheng, you beast, give me my master's life back."

His eyes were red, and he rushed over to fight with Fu Shizheng regardless of the broken wounds on his body, but he was held down by Situ Feng and Fang Shaoling.

He was only the fourth level of the heavenly man, and Fu Shizheng could kill him with a breath.

Of course, some people hated Fu Shizheng, and some people had complicated expressions.

As the former third commander of the Demon Suppression Division, Fu Shizheng had taken care of many people.

"What exactly do you want to do here?" Chen Qiming was tense, staring at Fu Shizheng.

Although it was a sneak attack, the fact that he succeeded in one move and caused He Taixian to be seriously injured and die was enough to show how terrifying Fu Shizheng was.

"You go first, he is coming for me." Wei Fan's voice sounded without any fluctuations, and he jumped off the warhorse, and Long Xueyi followed him.

He stared at Fu Shizheng, and two lines of small words appeared on the panel in front of him:

[Fu Shizheng: Mid-stage of the Divine Realm, colluded with demons, and broke through Qingyun City]

[Kill him, you can get 2000 years of ordinary skills and 20 years of spiritual skills]

Chen Qiming was stunned, and his eyes showed pain and hatred: "Fu Shizheng, you beast, betrayed the human race, and will definitely be infamous for thousands of years. You have killed the commander-in-chief and countless brothers, and you still want to attack the genius of the Demon Suppression Division!"

As a veteran demon-suppression commander, he is even one or two years older than Fu Shizheng, and naturally has a personal relationship with Fu Shizheng. When Fu Shizheng had not yet broken through the Divine Realm, the two were still good friends.

He hated and was heartbroken about Fu Shizheng's betrayal.

Fu Shizheng looked cold: "If you don't leave now, you won't leave!"

Do you think he doesn't dare to kill people? He just doesn't want to cause more killings for the sake of his colleagues. It's not that he doesn't dare to kill people.

Chen Qiming's expression changed slightly.

Wei Fan looked at Fu Shizheng: "Don't worry, I'll play with you later!"

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Qiming: "Take everyone away quickly."

Although Chen Qiming was worried about Wei Fan and Long Xueyi, he also knew that he couldn't help much. If the martial sects in the divine realm started fighting, they wouldn't be able to bear the aftermath.

The team started to move. Wei Fan and Long Xueyi stood on one side of the official road, and Fu Shizheng stood on the other side. Neither of them was in a hurry to take action.

He glanced at the Yellow Dragon Spear in Wei Fan's hand, and then fixed his eyes on Wei Fan's face: "Do you know that my target is you? So you deliberately activated the Yellow Dragon Spear to lure me here. I'm curious how you know this?"

Through Wei Fan's words, he already understood that Wei Fan had a clear goal to lure him out.

Of course, he was not afraid, because he had confirmed that Situ Feng was still guarding Qingyun Mountain, as long as Situ Feng was not there.

He asked himself that after obtaining the Yellow Dragon Spear, he had never used it in front of outsiders. Everyone who had seen the Yellow Dragon Spear was dead, even Chen Qiming and He Taixian, who had known him for dozens or hundreds of years and fought side by side many times, did not know that he was the owner of the Yellow Dragon Spear.

How did Wei Fan know that the Yellow Dragon Spear was his?

Wei Fan gently lifted the Yellow Dragon Spear and said: "I didn't know that the masked man was sent by you, but when I used the Yellow Dragon Spear to kill the White Elephant Demon King, the beast told me that you had seized the Yellow Dragon Spear from the demon, and I knew that it was you who sent people to kill me."

"Be careful!"

Li Fengyi and others walked past Wei Fan and reminded him in a low voice.

Master Fu's pupils shrank slightly: "Did you kill the White Elephant Demon King?"

His expression was finally no longer so calm. Although the White Elephant Demon King was seriously injured by Situ Feng first, Wei Fan should still be a Tianren martial artist at that time.

A Tianren martial artist killed the Concentrated Demon King?

But soon he became excited again. The stronger Wei Fan was, the better the treasures he had.

Wei Fan nodded: "I took advantage of the Second Commander. I answered so many questions for you. How about you answer a few of mine?"

Master Fu was stunned, then nodded: "Okay!"

Wei Fan handed the Yellow Dragon Spear to Long Xueyi. Long Xueyi would probably join the battle in a while, and it would be good to have a magic weapon to protect her.

Situ Feng did not give her the Young Eagle Sword of the Dragon Sword Eagle, because he still needed the Young Eagle Sword to assist the Golden Eagle Demon King guarding the Black Wind Ridge, and was also worried that the Black Python Demon King would return.

Long Xueyi took it in a daze, and Wei Fan turned to look at Master Fu: "Logically speaking, you should not know that I already know that you sent someone to kill me, so your rebellion should have nothing to do with me.

I am curious about what benefits the demons gave you to make you give up your position as the leader and rebel against the human race, kill your former comrades, and become their dog."

Master Fu smiled disdainfully when he heard this: "Those beasts are also qualified to command me? It's just that each of us takes what we need.

I have average talent. Now I am more than a hundred years old and have just broken through the middle stage of the God Realm. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be in the God Realm until I die.

How can I, Master Fu, be content to stop at the God Realm? I don't want to die of old age, and I want to see the mystery of the Martial Honor Realm.

It just so happens that these beasts came to me and used the Tianpeng Body Washing Skill to buy the lives of He Taixian or Situ Feng."

His expression became ferocious, and his eyes stared at Wei Fan with burning eyes: "Do you know the Tianpeng Body Washing Skill? It is an ancient miracle. Once you practice this skill, your whole body will be reborn and your talent will increase dramatically.

If I practice this skill, I will become a martial master sooner or later, maybe even a king. If I get another treasure from you, it will not be a dream to get even higher.

When I become invincible and create a dynasty, I don’t know how many people I can protect. Compared to a dynasty with a population of more than one billion, a few lives is completely worth the sacrifice! "

Wei Fan shook his head, he was another self-righteous person who went crazy for strength.

In fact, most of the human race colluded with demons to harm the human race, all for the sake of strength, and there were not many who were purely coerced.

Long Xueyi's expression changed slightly: "Tianpeng's body-cleansing skill is actually in the hands of the demon!"

Wei Fan had never heard of Tianpeng's body cleansing technique, but she knew about it.

If it was for this martial arts, it would not be a surprise for Master Fu to rebel.

This martial arts is so famous, it is the unparalleled martial arts that countless people with insufficient qualifications only dream of. It is almost as famous as the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm.

The Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm transforms the soul, while the Tianpeng Body Washing Technique transforms the physical body.

The master was looking at Long Xueyi with a smile: "Niece Xueyi, for the sake of this martial arts, do you also think that it is natural for you to rebel?"

Long Xueyi shook her head: "If you hurt your compatriots for the sake of strength, I don't think it's okay to not use this kind of strength, because essentially you have become a monster."

Wei Fan showed a sarcastic expression: "He is deceiving himself and wants to seek psychological comfort from Xueyi. A beast like him really thinks that he will protect others when he is strong?

Now in order to become a Martial Lord, he can kill his compatriots. When he becomes a Martial Lord, he will kill his compatriots for higher power.

There is no end to desire, and once the demon in the heart is released, it can never be locked back.

A Huanglong gun has been in his possession for many years, and none of his colleagues know that it started to break down decades ago. "

Master Zheng's face became ferocious again, because Wei Fan mentioned his pain point: "It's useless to talk more, will you hand over the treasures you have on you?

If you hand it over, I won't kill you!

Otherwise, I have already killed He Taixian, and I don’t mind killing one more of you. "

At this moment, the army has gone far, and it is time to take action.

Wei Fan waved his hand: "I don't have the treasure you mentioned!"

As soon as these words came out, Master Zheng's mentality collapsed and he exhaled heavily: "Are you kidding me? You have no treasure and you can practice so fast? Do you want to force me to kill you?"

Wei Fan naturally would not admit it, and shook his head and said: "I can only say that you have no knowledge and don't know what a real monster is like. You have only been a god-level martial arts master for a hundred years, so you think that it is normal for others to be as useless as you."

Master Zheng's breath was a little messy. The devil in his heart was actually not released by a demon, but by Wei Fan.

When he sent the masked man to intercept and kill Wei Fan to obtain the treasure, the devil was released.

But now Wei Fan told him that Wei Fan had no treasures on him, how could he bear this result.

He looked at Wei Fan with red eyes: "If you don't hand it over, I will kill you and find it yourself. It's impossible to lie to me."

He looked at Long Xueyi again: "For the sake of you calling me Master Fu before, I won't hurt you if you leave, otherwise I won't show mercy."

Long Xueyi's eyes turned cold: "You don't have to show mercy. As a demon hunter, it is my duty to kill monsters like you."

As she spoke, she exuded the astonishing aura of a divine martial artist.

The master's ferocious expression was somewhat frozen: "You have actually become a divine martial sect?"

Then he shook his head: "You just broke through. Even if I give you the Young Eagle Sword, it will be easy for me to kill you. Besides, the Young Eagle Sword is still with Situ Feng. If you don't cherish the last chance, you can't blame me!"

Wei Fan couldn't help but sneer: "It sounds like you are already invincible. That sounds nice, but I am just afraid of hurting Xueyi and commanding him to kill you. Do you think I deliberately brought you here just to kill you?"

Killing and heartbreaking!

While speaking, he glanced at the panel:

[Shenhun (Consciousness Sea 150 feet)]

[Purple Black Martial Classic: Divine Realm Chapter (Small Success)]

[Tongtian Sword Code·Divine Realm Chapter (Perfection)]

[Big Sun Collapse Fist: Divine Realm Chapter (Perfection)]

[Glimpses in the sky (perfection)]

…

[Normal skill: 45100 years]

[Soul Power: None]

During this night, he spent more than 16,000 years practicing all martial arts skills directly into his soul, tempering his physical body, and broadening his sea of ​​consciousness.

If you dare to take the initiative to lead Master to rectify, you will naturally be confident.

"you wanna die!"

As soon as these words came out, the master broke through the defense directly, emitting terrifying energy from his body, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards Wei Fan.

Wei Fan was right. He kept urging Long Xueyi to leave, not out of kindness, but because he was worried about Long Jianying.

Only leaders like them know how terrifying the Dragon Sword Eagle is.

Although Long Jianying did not appear in this incident, who knows why Long Jianying did not show up. If something goes wrong with the only granddaughter, Long Jianying might be provoked.

"Back off, don't worry he can't hurt me!"

Wei Fan shouted lightly, Long Xueyi couldn't be of much help in this kind of battle, she could just stay on the sidelines.

"good!"

Long Xueyi's body exploded out instantly, leaving the battlefield to Wei Fan.

"You think you will be invincible if you break through the divine realm. Don't you know that there are levels of divine realm? So what if you deliberately lured me here? Does that mean you are better than me?"

The master's body was emitting violent energy, like a big wave sweeping over him, causing the surrounding mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.

No matter how much Wei Fan said, he couldn't hide the fact that he had just broken through. This was the real reason why he dared to show up proactively, and the real reason why he didn't retreat even when he knew Wei Fan did it deliberately.

And no matter whether Wei Fan has treasures or not, Wei Fan can no longer be allowed to grow. With Wei Fan's cultivation speed, maybe he won't be able to do anything to Wei Fan in a few more months.

Whether it's for the treasure on Wei Fan's body or for his future safety, he must fight to the death with Wei Fan today.

"Taixu Collapses Sun Palm!"

The master was shouting loudly and slapped Wei Fan with a palm in the air.

As soon as he made a move, he used his famous skill Taixu Bengsunzhang, and he had no intention of holding back.

Under the hegemonic palm, the surrounding mountains and rivers were shaking, as if being pulled by the palm.

His true strength is so strong that Situ Feng can only match him if he doesn't use his divine soul martial arts.

"Tai Xu Collapse Sun Palm? I happen to also have a style of Great Sun Collapse Fist!"

Wei Fan stepped forward, a gray shadow appeared on his body, and punched out.

The two people's energy collided, and a huge ravine was immediately torn out in the middle.

The master's pupils shrank violently: "Practice martial arts into a trance!"

The soul and body perform martial arts together, which is the only sign of becoming a god in martial arts.

boom!

The master just felt that this palm was really a slap on a scorching sun, and the terrifying high temperature instantly burned his skin and flesh into a burst of green smoke.

Immediately afterwards, under the fierce strength, the arms spasmed and drove the body backward, and the real power rolled.

"How can it be!"

The master was screaming uncontrollably. He just broke through and practiced martial arts to perfection.

Is there really no treasure on him, just because he is a super monster that shocked the past and the present?

Seeing Wei Fan directly displaying the Perfect Divine Realm martial arts, Master Zheng began to wonder if he was wrong.

After all, there are treasures that can make people practice faster, but there are absolutely no treasures that can speed up the practice of martial arts. The practice of martial arts requires time to accumulate. Without the aid of pills and other things, the only thing that can determine the speed of practice is talent.

Long Xueyi's eyes were filled with shock: "He has mastered another martial art into his soul!"

Almost every time Wei Fan makes a move, it is a shock, and there is basically no situation where his strength is stagnant.

"Nothing is Impossible!"

Wei Fan shouted, swinging his numb arms.

Although Fu Shizheng has not refined his body, he has been a master for many years, and his physical body has been tempered to an extremely terrifying level.

With his feet floating in the air, Wei Fan instantly caught up with Master Fu, and then pointed out.

The phantom of the soul emerged, and the purple fingers in the shape of a dragon's head roared out.

The master was horrified: "The Dragon Roar Shattering Heaven Finger, which has been trained to the soul, also has a footwork!"

He only felt his scalp numb, this talent was simply terrifying.

In a short period of time, Wei Fan used three martial arts to cultivate his soul.

Peng!

However, before the master could be too shocked, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the dragon's roaring sky-shattering fingers smashed his chest into pieces.