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

In the void, after Wei Fan killed Zuo Qiu Yi's soul, he turned around and chopped Meng Tianrang's sword light into pieces, with a cold and stern light shining in his eyes.

[Kill Zuoqiu Yi and gain 2000 years of ordinary skills and 20 years of soul skills]

[Normal skill: 9000 years]

[Soul Power: 70 years]

Seeing that he was still a step too late, Meng Tian let his eyes split open: "How dare you kill him? He is the future headmaster of our Divine Sword Sect, and the successor that the Divine Sword Sect spent all its efforts to cultivate. He has already given up. ah……"

Only he, an elder, knows how much effort and resources the Divine Sword Sect has put into cultivating Zuo Qiu Yi over the years.

Basically, he ate the elixirs as food and took baths with the elixirs every day. The place with the strongest power of heaven and earth in the entire Divine Sword Sect was given to Zuoqiu Yiyi.

The future leader who had been trained with countless efforts was actually hacked to death in front of his eyes, leaving no intact body.

Wei Fan had a cold look on his face: "I said it's a matter of life and death, but also a showdown. Do you think I'm kidding you?

You guys are here to cause trouble for me, and you still expect me to be merciful to you? Before you come, why don't you ask me who Wei Fan is? Or do you think you've got me? "

Meng Tianrang said like crazy: "You are so bold, Qi Wuzun will not let you go, and the Divine Sword Sect will definitely seek justice for this matter!"

At this moment, he still doesn't have that immortal aura.

He still had some sense and didn't take action.

Because he himself is not much better than Zuoqiu Yi, it is not certain whether he can beat Wei Fan, not to mention that there are old ghosts like Huo Tianzheng and Long Xueyi watching from the side.

Wei Fan walked in the void and walked towards Meng Tianrang step by step: "Then let Qi Zhicun come and let me see the methods of the Divine Sword Sect. As for you, you dare to attack the commander of the Demon Suppression Department. Now I suspect that you are colluding with the demon. Immediately If you dare to resist, come back to the Demon Division with me to be examined. If you dare to resist, I will kill you on the spot!"

Wei Fan's eyes glowed with alarming ferocity.

Although he has been removed from the position of commander, no one knows yet. The Demon Suppression Division has not announced it to the public, so he is still the commander.

Since he wanted to kill, there was no reason to kill only Zuoqiu but not Meng Tianrang.

He was shouting for Meng Tian to be captured without hesitation, but the tiger sword in his hand was making waves, as if he was ready to kill at any time.

Among the crowd watching the battle from a distance, Ning Xuan and others who were familiar with Wei Fan twitched their mouths. If I remember correctly, those who were captured by Wei Fan's shouts eventually died.

"He wants to kill me too!"

Meng Tianrang took a breath, and finally had a true understanding of Wei Fan's vicious reputation. He seemed to follow the rules, but in fact he didn't follow any rules at all.

Before, he was eager to save people with a sword, but he was labeled as colluding with the demons, and he was arrested and put into the Demon Suppression Division for review.

What kind of place is the Demon Suppression Department? I actually went in, but I haven’t heard of a few people coming out intact.

This was obviously to force him to resist, so that he could have an excuse to kill him on the spot.

"You are so slanderous!"

Meng Tianrang yelled angrily. Now he no longer cared about Zuo Qiu Yi's affairs. It was still unclear whether he could go back.

Entering the Demon City is a death, and resisting is also a death.

Wei Fan's face was expressionless: "If you are innocent, the Demon Suppression Division will naturally give you justice. I will give you five breaths to tie your hands, otherwise I will take action."

Damn justice!

This kind of nonsense is just enough to coax a child. How could an old gangster like Meng Tianrang believe it? And with Wei Fan's ferocity, he would let himself out after going in?

He turned to look at Huo Tianzheng: "Huo Tianzheng, do you really want to see the Demon Suppression Division and the Divine Sword Sect fight?"

Huo Tianzheng looked cold: "You are indeed suspected of colluding with demons. Attacking the leader of the Demon Suppression Division is a serious crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan. The Demon Suppression Division is not even afraid of demons. Are you afraid of your Divine Sword Sect?"

Meng Tianrang felt chills all over his body. He felt that Huo Tianzheng was also emitting murderous intent and didn't care about the Divine Sword Sect at all.

The most important thing is what happened today. The Demon Suppressing Division is indeed right. If the Divine Sword Sect wants to fight with the Demon Suppressing Division, it is a rebellion.

And no matter how stupid he is at this time, he still understands that what happened today is probably not just a unilateral decision of the Sioux City Demon Division, but should also be promoted by the commander-in-chief Pei Shinan, who is also a ruthless character.

"five!"

"Since you won't hold back, I can only kill you!"

When the five breaths were up, Wei Fan struck out with his sword.

At this time, even if Meng Tianjang wanted to capture him, it was too late, and he had to panic to deal with Wei Fan's attack.

Wei Fan didn't use extra moves, he just used the Tongtian Sword Code, slashing faster than the last, without even giving Meng Tian a chance to speak.

He was indeed stronger than Zuoqiu Yi, but only in physical form. But how could his physical body compare to Wei Fan's physical body that was innately trained and baptized by Tianpeng's Body Washing Technique.

After three strikes, his tiger's mouth was shattered by Wei Fan, and the hand holding the sword trembled.

After five stabs, his abdomen was almost penetrated by the tiger sword.

With the seventh sword blow, Meng Tian let his head fall off his neck. His soul was shattered into pieces in the sea of ​​consciousness by the force of the sword, and he was completely shattered on the spot.

"Even the elders of the Divine Sword Sect were killed!"

"Sure enough, they are crazy demons from the Demon Sect. Kill every one on sight!"

"Assaulting the commander of the Demon Suppression Department and not letting him go without restraint, isn't this looking for death?"

…

The crowd watching the battle in the distance roared fiercely again. They knew that Wei Fan would not let them down. They were lucky enough to see the fall of two grandmasters in one day.

[Kill Meng Tianrang and gain 3000 years of ordinary skills and 30 years of divine soul skills]

[Normal skill: 12,000 years]

[Soul power: 100 years]

Wei Fan glanced at the panel, and then the power of his mind radiated, rolling up the storage gourds and magic weapons of Meng Tianrang and Zuo Qiu Yi.

"What a domineering person, so murderous!"

In the crowd, Inspector Cao Chuan was also there. He also felt cold all over and his scalp was numb.

Zuo Qiu Yi's reputation had even been heard by him as far away as Kyoto. He was extremely talented and had almost a 100% chance of becoming a martial arts master in the future. However, Wei Fan killed him without hesitation and did not care about Qi Zhicun, the martial master of the Divine Sword Sect.

There was a moment of fear and joy in his heart. Fortunately, he had a good attitude before, otherwise Wei Fan would have had the guts to kill him.

The top sect, even the most powerful warriors can't suppress Wei Fan, and he is nothing like an inspector.

"These guys are just crazy!"

He felt that if Wei Fan grew up, he might really go to Kyoto and kill the governor Zhang Juzheng. He was not joking when he inquired about it before.

At only around twenty years old, he is capable of killing Zuo Qiu Yi. In a few years, who dares to say that Wei Fan will not become a Martial Master.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If it is not necessary, you cannot come to this place again!"

Thinking of this, Cao Chuan got out of the crowd and left quickly.

…

Divine Sword Sect Soul Palace!

This soul palace is not a place, but a place where the soul tablets of the sect's divine realm and martial sect are stored.

The soul card is not the soul card of a dead person, but the soul card of a living person. Once the owner of the soul card dies, the soul card stored in the soul palace will crack, letting the sect know immediately that a god-level martial sect has died. .

This is both the most important place of the Divine Sword Sect and the most useless place.

Because Wang Meng has been guarding this soul palace for decades, from the ninth level of Zhenqi cultivation to the current third level of heaven and man, he has never seen the soul card crack.

It is said to be the most important place, but in the past few decades, except for the time ten years ago when Zuo Qiuyi, the proud disciple of the leader, broke through the divine realm and sent the soul tablet, there were people who came here. No outsiders have come here for many years.

"Whoever dares to kill the divine martial sect of my Divine Sword Sect, is it necessary for me to spend time here every day?"

Wang Meng looked up and saw seven soul tablets with names engraved on them placed on the high platform in front of him. They exuded mysterious energy, as if they were not seven tablets but seven living people.

Seven Masters, as the only top sect in Tongzhou, the Divine Sword Sect has seven masters and a Martial Master.

"I hope that one day, my soul card, Wang Meng, can be placed here!"

Wang Meng stared at Zuo Qiu Yi's soul card. As long as he had half of Zuo Qiu Yi's talent, it wouldn't be a problem for him to become a divine martial sect.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Wang Meng's pupils shrank, and he saw Zuo Qiu Yi's soul card cracking under his gaze.

He showed a horrified look: "Senior Brother Zuoqiu Yi's soul card is cracked?"

Okay, why did the soul card crack?

We only feel numb on the scalp. After guarding the Soul Palace for decades, he naturally understands that if the soul card is cracked, it means the death of the master.

Zuo Qiuyi!

The next generation leader of the Divine Sword Sect has long been determined, and the disciple who devoted all his efforts to the Divine Sword Sect died unexpectedly.

Suddenly he felt like the sky was falling.

"This matter must be reported to the leader immediately!"

Wang Meng stood up in a fit of piss, forgetting to use Qing Gong. He couldn't imagine how much trouble Zuo Qiu Yi's death would cause.

After running for more than ten meters, as soon as I ran out of the Soul Palace, I heard the sound of the soul card cracking again.

Wang Meng's body suddenly froze, and he turned around with difficulty to look back at the table where the soul cards were placed in the distance: "It's the soul card of Elder Meng Tianrang, and his soul card is also cracked!"

boom……

Wang Meng just felt that his mind was blank. If nothing happened for decades, there would be two of them if something happened.

"The soul cards of Elder Meng and Senior Brother Zuoqiu Yi are cracked!"

No longer able to care about losing his composure, Wang Meng roared and ran towards the head hall while roaring. The sound spread throughout the entire Divine Sword Sect.

"not good!"

Qi Zhicun woke up from his meditation, and the power of his mind instantly covered the soul palace, and he immediately looked at the cracked soul card of his disciple Zuo Qiu.

"Who killed my disciple, Huo Tianzheng or Long Jianying?"

He knew that Zuo Qiuyi and Meng Tianrang went to Su City to challenge Wei Fan, and he arranged the matter.

He didn't think it was Zuo Qiu Yi who was defeated and killed at the hands of Wei Fan. He thought it was Huo Tianzheng or Long Jianying who took action against Zuo Qiu Yi. After all, he still knew the quality of his disciple.

"boom!"

A shuddering energy burst out, and Qi Zhicun burst into bright golden light like a scorching sun, and his figure flew out from the master's hall.

In the dazzling golden light, he was like a golden Buddha in a temple. Every inch of his skin was like being cast in gold, exuding an aura that dominated the world.

The Golden Body Martial Lord is not an empty name, but a golden body that can truly be condensed into an indestructible golden body.

It is said that Wu Zun's golden body will not decay even after his death for thousands of years, and will always be lifelike.

They are like the legendary gods and Buddhas. They will not die even if their heads are beheaded, and their limbs can grow back even if their limbs are destroyed. Their power is terrifying.

"Who dares to kill my elder and future leader of the Divine Sword Sect!"

"No matter who he is, today the Shenjian Sect will make sure that he is full of chickens and dogs. He knows what it means to regret."

As Qi Zhicun flew away, roars erupted from the Divine Sword Sect, and then several divine warriors took to the air, sending out terrifying auras and flying in the direction where Qi Zhicun flew away.

Qi Zhicun looked like a god and Buddha, like a bright sun rising across the sky. He flew out of the Divine Sword Gate territory in an instant and flew towards Su City.

"Qi Zhicun, stop!"

There was a rolling rumbling sound from the sky and the earth, and a qi machine that was not weaker than Qi Zhicun rose from Tongzhou City not far away, also covered with dazzling golden light.

In the dazzling golden light, three colors of light could be vaguely seen interweaving.

"My disciple Zuoqiuyi is dead, Pei Shinan, you want to stop me?"

Qi Zhicun stopped and looked at Pei Shinan with a gloomy look, and the murderous intent on his body kept raging.

The disciple he spent many years cultivating was killed. No matter who it was, he would pay the price.

Pei Shinan narrowed his eyes slightly: "That kind of waste is dead, and ran to Sucheng to challenge a person who was more than ten years younger than himself, but was killed by a few knives. What's the point of keeping such a waste?"

Qi Zhicun's body was full of golden light, and his breath surged: "What did you say? He was killed by Wei Fan, this is impossible..."

His own disciple, but he has the qualifications of a martial arts master, how could he die at the hands of Wei Fan.

Even if Wei Fan is more talented than his own disciple, it is impossible for him to lose to Wei Fan.

Pei Shinan showed a mocking expression: "Nothing is impossible. Can the battle witnessed by tens of thousands of people in Sucheng be faked? Your useless disciple has not seen blood many times, how can he compare with the people of my Demon Suppression Division who have walked through mountains of blood and blood.

It was just a few moves, and he was killed and abandoned."

Qi Zhicun roared: "Even if he lost, how dare he kill my disciple? Pei Shinan, get out of the way, don't force me to attack you, I will never let Wei Fan go!"

Pei Shinan's aura surged, his eyes were cold: "Your disciple took the initiative to challenge, and he deserved to be killed because he was inferior to others. Only your disciples of the Divine Sword Sect can kill people from my Demon Suppression Division, but people from the Demon Suppression Division cannot kill your disciples of the Divine Sword Sect?

You want to attack me, right!"

He suddenly roared: "You Qingfeng, listen to my order, the Divine Sword Sect has rebelled, and I order you to immediately gather a large army and flatten the Divine Sword Sect."

The huge roar cracked the clouds.

Qi Zhicun's expression changed drastically: "Wait! Pei Shinan, you are crazy. The Demon Suppression Division and the Divine Sword Sect are fighting, and the Black Lake Jiao Zun will only reap the benefits."

He understood that Pei Shinan was not joking, but wanted to use this as an excuse to follow Su Cheng's example and wipe out his Divine Sword Sect.

The disciple's revenge can be avenged later, but he must not fight with the Demon Suppression Division now, because he is not right.

No matter whether he wins or loses, the consequence is that the Divine Sword Sect will no longer exist.

No matter how slow he reacted, he knew that it was probably Pei Shinan who pushed him to kill his disciple, angering him to make a mistake.

No matter how many calculations he made, he did not expect Wei Fan to kill his disciple Zuo Qiuyi.

Pei Shinan showed a crazy look: "Then let him reap the benefits. I've had enough. I have to guard against that beast and guard against you, a selfish villain who may stab me in the back at any time.

You dare to threaten me today, you are my enemy, and you have the intention to kill me. Maybe one day you will join forces with Black Lake Jiao Zun to kill me. Instead of waiting for you to join forces to kill me, I'd rather kill you first and destroy your Divine Sword Sect.

Compared to the beast of Black Lake Jiao Zun, I want to kill a beast like you who is covered in human skin."

As he spoke, Pei Shinan's body penetrated the void, making a rumbling sound and killing Qi Zhicun. He said he would fight.

It was not a threat, but he really wanted to fight Qi Zhicun to the death.

A golden force flowed through his body, emitting a breath of destruction.

The power of the martial masters, in addition to the golden body, is obviously different from the true power of the martial masters in the divine realm.

"Wait! Listen to me first before you start!"

Qi Zhicun's body retreated violently. He didn't want to fight with the Demon Suppression Division at all, so he had to compromise again.

Originally, he just wanted to warn the Demon Suppression Division to stop them from thinking about attacking his Divine Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that Pei Shinan would fight to the death regardless of the Black Lake Jiao Zun.

Pei Shinan stopped and said, "If you have anything to say, let it out!"