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

[Old Demon Nie: Late stage of God Realm, full of evil deeds, practicing martial arts with humans]

[Kill him, you can get 3000 years of ordinary skills and 30 years of soul skills]

Old demon in late stage of God Realm!

The halberd emitted a terrifying wave, carrying the power of opening the sky, splitting the sky like a thread.

Wei Fan stepped on the floating shadow, and his body instantly moved ten meters sideways to split this sky-opening blow.

Rumble...

Amid the sound of landslides, a mountain not far away was split open, and then exploded, and a huge crack appeared on the ground and spread to the distance.

"Intermediate divine weapon!"

The wave emitted by this halberd has exceeded the scope of primary divine weapons and reached the level of intermediate divine weapons. In addition, the user is a master in the late stage of God Realm, and the power is even more terrifying.

Even though Wei Fan moved ten meters sideways, the wave that passed by him also caused his body protection power to twist, as if it was about to break.

"Wei Fan, my son, today is your death anniversary. I will use your head to commemorate my son!"

The figure of Elder Feng appeared from another direction, and the two of them surrounded Wei Fan on the left and right.

Elder Feng held a long sword that exuded the aura of a primary divine weapon in his hand, and looked at Wei Fan with a ferocious face.

"A late divine realm master holding a medium divine weapon, and a mid-level divine realm master holding a primary divine weapon, can Wei Fan be a match? I feel like we are going to be in trouble!"

Deng Boyong and the others who retreated far away showed a worried look and did not continue to run.

If Wei Fan was killed, it would be useless no matter how far they ran.

Wei Fan had a blank expression on his face: "Too many beasts have been killed. Which of your disciples and sons?"

Elder Feng was furious: "I am the elder of the Blood Cloud Sect. Young Master Xue is my biological son. The man in the martial arts world is called Nie Lao Mo, the master of the half-demon Shi Kun.

Wei Fan, today, the blood debt of my Blood Cloud Sect must be settled with you.

Your body with innate skills should be able to make up for the pain of losing my son."

The rolling demonic energy was steaming from his body, shaking the power of heaven and earth.

Wei Fan shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not clear, and it will increase!"

He thought that the masters of the martial arts sects would come, or demons, but he didn't expect that the masters of the Blood Cloud Sect would appear.

Elder Feng roared: "Rampant, there is no village in front and no shop behind. Even if the old ghost Huo Tianzheng wants to come to save you, it will take one or two hours. I and Nie Lao Mo will join forces to kill you dozens of times!"

After revealing his identity, he no longer waited, and the magic weapon in his hand emitted a terrifying wave, and slashed at Wei Fan with a knife.

Instantly, the surrounding mountains and rivers shook, as if they were moved by the knife in his hand.

This is momentum!

Elder Feng himself is also a master of the sword who has mastered momentum, and has reached the mastery level. With the sword momentum, the momentum of the world from all directions crushed towards Wei Fan.

"You use a sword in front of me?"

Wei Fan showed disdain, and the Tiger Soul Sword had already appeared in his hand.

The next moment, the perfect level of sword momentum rushed out from his body and spread in all directions.

In an instant, the momentum of Elder Feng's body weakened rapidly, and the momentum that was crushing towards Wei Fan turned around and crushed towards him.

The momentum he mastered was directly deprived by Wei Fan with the perfect level of momentum.

Elder Feng's scalp numbed, and he lost his voice in horror: "Perfect sword momentum, how is it possible..."

He has been immersed in the sword for many years. Counting from when he was young, it has been nearly two hundred years, but his sword momentum is only at the mastery level.

Puff!

Before his blade light reached Wei Fan, it was crushed by the perfect blade force, and became pure power that dissipated between heaven and earth.

This scene was extremely terrifying. The full-strength slash of the mid-level God Realm did not even have the ability to get close.

"I will return your sword!"

The purple blade light soared into the sky, condensing with the surrounding world. In an instant, it seemed as if everything around turned into a knife with deep murderous intent, and all those who were enemies of Wei Fan were their enemies.

"Old Demon Nie, why don't you make a move!"

Elder Feng roared, his heart and gall bladder were about to burst. The perfect blade force made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, and his soul frantically issued a warning.

Old Demon Nie chopped with a black halberd in his hand, but Wei Fan's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

The purple blade light passed by, and Elder Feng's true power was instantly cut, followed by his body.

In the splash of blood, his body was broken into two sections in the air, and the blade force poured into his sea of ​​consciousness, strangling his soul.

"He is already in the middle stage of the God Realm, and he deliberately led us here..."

The knife was so fast that he was in the middle stage of the God Realm and his body was cut open before he could react, and his soul began to disintegrate.

Before his consciousness dissipated, Elder Feng realized belatedly that Wei Fan probably did not accidentally reveal his whereabouts, but deliberately led the enemy out.

"Look, I said I couldn't settle it, and the blood debt has increased. Why are you rushing to die? My target is not you at all..."

After killing Elder Feng, Wei Fan's expression was calm.

It was Nie Lao Mo who made him a little afraid. Elder Feng was just an existence that could be killed with a backhand. Even without the Tiger Soul Blade, he could easily kill Elder Feng.

"Waste, it's not bad to die. Heng Lian Xiantian belongs to me alone!"

Seeing Elder Feng being killed by a knife, Nie Lao Mo was stunned at first, and then laughed.

It's good that Elder Feng died, otherwise if he killed Wei Fan, he would have to share Heng Lian Xiantian, such a supreme medicine, with the other party.

Although they were both elders of the Blood Cloud Sect, they had no feelings for each other. He didn't feel the slightest bit of heartache when Elder Feng died.

"Don't worry, I'll send you to see him soon. You chopped me with two halberds, and I'll give you two swords in return!"

Wei Fan turned around and began to face Old Demon Nie directly.

Demon Nie shouted: "Then don't run away!"

He struck Wei Fan with two halberds, but Wei Fan dodged both of them with his perfection-level movement skills. His big halberd couldn't hit Wei Fan at all.

This gave him the illusion that Wei Fan was afraid of him.

"It's really embarrassing for you!"

The tiger soul sword shook, and the true power and will power were poured into it.

Wei Fan stepped on the floating figure in the air, and in a flash he was in front of Old Demon Nie.

Rumble...

Under the pull of the general trend of heaven and earth, with his movement, the mountains immediately shook, and the general trend crushed Old Demon Nie.

"break!"

Demon Nie roared angrily, and the big halberd struck down with the power of opening the sky, instantly shattering the world and causing the mountains to shake even more horribly.

The euphorbia was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and continued to chop down with boundless power. The ripples caused the ground below to sink.

"Have you not eaten?"

The next moment, a big hand with purple light caught the big halberd with lightning, so that the big halberd carrying the power of opening the sky could no longer move at all.

Demon Nie's pupils shrank violently, with a look of disbelief on his face: "How is it possible... Even if you are a genius and practice fast, your physical body cannot be tempered to be so powerful."

He felt that what was holding the euphorbia was not a hand, but a thick and boundless mountain. His strength vibrated crazily, but the euphorbia was motionless in Wei Fan's hand.

This means that his body, which has been tempered for two hundred years in the late stage of the divine realm, is not as good as the person in front of him who has only broken through to the divine realm for less than a month. Even if he has trained his innate body, his strength cannot reach such a perverted level.

Wei Fan's physical body is naturally more than just Henglian Xiantian. After being baptized by Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique, his physical body's potential is incredible.

In addition, for this fishing trip, he spent thousands of years of effort to specifically temper his body. It can be said that his strongest thing now is not the power of will, nor the supreme power, but the terrifying body that has been tempered by these thousands of years of effort. .

"You are hundreds of years old and you are still in the late stage of the divine realm. How can a loser like you understand what a real monster is like? Don't you think it's ridiculous to use yourself to measure people who are monsters more than you?"

Wei Fan's face was full of sarcasm, and he swept out the Tiger Soul Saber in his hand.

Demon Nie's expression changed drastically.

Now he had two choices, either to use his body to resist Wei Fan's knife, or to give up the big halberd caught by Wei Fan.

"retreat!"

He backed away with little hesitation.

The halberd was certainly a magic weapon that he had been tempering his entire life, and it took a lot of effort to refine it into a mid-level magic weapon.

But if he insists on not giving up the magic weapon, he must have the life to use it. Wei Fan's power is so terrifying that he doesn't think his body can withstand the attack of the medium-level magic weapon.

"Can you retreat?"

Wei Fan had a sneer on his face, following behind Old Demon Nie like a shadow, and struck out with another knife. Under the power of the perfection-level sword, Old Demon Nie's real power was distorted, and he felt like his soul was about to burst.

"not good!"

He knew that he was in serious trouble. Without the blessing of the divine weapon, his combat power was reduced by half in an instant. Next, he could only use his flesh and blood to resist the attack of the medium-sized divine weapon.

But even his physical body in the late stage of the divine realm is far less rigid than the average divine weapon.

"Blood Evil Palm!"

With his combat power reduced sharply and his speed not as good as Wei Fan, Demon Nie knew that he must not escape at this time because there was no way he could escape.

It's funny that when they came, they thought they couldn't let Wei Fan escape, but it turned out that they were the ones who needed to escape.

This Wei Fan doesn't look like someone who has just made a breakthrough. He seems to be an old monster who has been practicing for hundreds of years. He is also a medium-level magic weapon and has a body that is more powerful than him.

Demon Nie's palm exuded a foul-smelling evil spirit, and slapped the tiger sword with terrifying corrosive power.

Wei Fan still remembered this palm technique. At first Mr. Xue said that this blood evil palm was specially designed to break the flesh body and had extremely strong lethality to the flesh body.

boom!

The scarlet palm slapped the Tiger Soul Saber, and the sword's light dimmed a lot in an instant. The tyrannical force caused the Tiger Soul Saber to move laterally for more than ten inches. Instead of hitting Lao Mo Nie's forehead, the sword hit his shoulder. .

The sharp blade penetrated three feet into the bone, and it stopped cutting until it was stuck by the bone.

Nie Lao Mo joined in with his mouth, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he immediately ignored the blade stuck on the bone, and instead used his other hand to slap Wei Fan's chest.

"drink!"

Wei Fan let out a soft drink, his whole body shaking with strength. The stuck blade continued to fall, and in an instant it cut from Nie Laomo's right shoulder to his left abdomen. The sound of bones being cut was heard continuously, and blood surged for a moment.

After being severely injured, he didn't have much strength left when his palm struck Wei Fan.

Not to mention that Wei Fan still had a golden bell to protect his body. Even without the golden bell, Nie Lao Mo's palm couldn't hurt him.

clang!

The bell rang, and Demon Nie was shocked. He felt a terrifying backlash coming from Wei Fan, which immediately cracked his palms.

"What kind of body-protecting magic is this?"

Nie Laomo was horrified, as if his palm had been slapped on a nail, and the severe pain that penetrated into his bone marrow made him scream.

"die!"

At the same time, Wei Fan had already struck out with his second sword.

While Lao Mo Nie was still participating, the Tiger Soul Sword had already cut open his head, torn his sea of ​​consciousness, and cut his soul out of it.

[Kill Elder Feng and gain 2000 years of ordinary skills and 20 years of soul skills]

[Kill Laomo Nie and gain 3000 years of ordinary skills and 30 years of divine soul skills]

[Normal skill: 7000 years]

[Soul Power: 50 years]

"too weak!"

The mind swept, the power of will manifested, and took away Elder Feng's magic weapon and gourd.

He also prepared the Thunder Sound Bell!

Not to mention the Thunder Sound Bell, he didn't even have the chance to experiment with the Xuanhuang Cauldron. He just used the Tiger Soul Sword to kill Nie Lao Mo and Elder Feng.

"Let's go!"

Deng Boyong and his men returned, found the warhorse that ran away, and continued on their way.

Until they returned to Sucheng, no one came to kill Wei Fan.

Wei Fan was very disappointed. He didn't expect that except for the Blood Cloud Sect, no demons appeared, and no one from those sects that wanted to trouble him jumped out.

"Did you have a smooth journey?"

Behind the Meritorious Hall, Huo Tianzheng poured a cup of spiritual tea for Wei Fan.

Wei Fan took a sip of tea: "Two gods came to Prison Dragon Village to rob the prisoner. I killed Wu Yinglong!"

Huo Tianzheng's expression changed slightly: "Prison Dragon Village actually found this place. It seems that someone from the Demon Suppression Division leaked the fact that Wu Yinglong was imprisoned in Tongzhou."

Although there is a strange art of collecting qi to find demons, it is not without distance restrictions. If you want to track a person by breath, you have to get close to a certain distance.

Even if it is a thing like a life card, it is impossible to track a person's trace across thousands of miles.

The only explanation for the people of Prison Dragon Village to find Tongzhou is that someone leaked the fact that Wu Yinglong was imprisoned here to Prison Dragon Village.

The problem may not be in the Tongzhou Town Demon Division. Other county towns where Wu Yinglong was imprisoned and the Demon Suppression Division headquarters may be the place where the leak occurred.

Huo Tianzheng just felt a little overwhelmed for a while.

Undoubtedly, Wei Fan is a sharp sword, and he is invincible. So far, there is nothing that Wei Fan cannot do. Even Qingyun Mountain, which has troubled Sucheng for many years, has been flattened with the help of Wei Fan.

But this kind of sword is often double-edged. Without certain abilities, you can't be his backer.

It was okay before. As Wei Fan broke through the divine realm, the forces he provoked were more terrifying than each other. His body, which was about to be buried, seemed unable to bear the increasing pressure.

Even Wang Chao was afraid of the Prison Dragon Village, not to mention that he was about to be buried. The key point was that it should be the Dragon Sword Eagle who carried it, but now it fell on him.

Rubbing his head, Huo Tianzheng looked at Wei Fan: "You came to my place, not just to talk about Prison Dragon Village, right?"

Wei Fan shook his head and handed the golden demon hunter waist badge to Huo Tianzheng: "I want to exchange for the Purple Xuanwu Classic of the Martial Honor Realm. Can you help me see if my merits are enough?"

Huo Tianzheng stood up in shock and crushed the teacup in his hand: "You...you kid are going to break through to the Martial Honor Realm?"

Wei Fan shook his head: "How is it possible? I just feel that the merits are enough, so I exchanged the skills in advance."

Huo Tianzheng glared at Wei Fan and tried to make my old man happy: "It's not time to break through yet, why are you in a hurry to exchange!"

Wei Fan said: "Anyway, I have to exchange sooner or later, so I'll exchange when I have enough merits!"

This is naturally not the real reason. He is preparing for a rainy day, but he won't explain to Huo Tianzheng.