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

Between Qiulongzhai and Weifan, only one can survive.

Wei Fan's ruthlessness has long been known to the world, and any enemy will destroy his family.

In terms of brutality, Prisoner Dragon Village is a bit inferior to Wei Fan.

If you make enemies with such a person, if you don't kill him, he will kill you sooner or later. Considering Wei Fan's monster, now is the only chance to kill Wei Fan. Otherwise, it may only take ten days and a half for them to fight Wei Fan. None of the qualifications.

You must know that it has only been more than two months since Wei Fan broke through to Wu Zun. Such a short time was not enough for him to take a nap, so Wei Fan trained his golden body four times and cultivated the seven-color golden body.

No one will be at peace if such an enemy survives for one more day, and even if they want to give up, Wei Fan probably won't agree.

Wu Prisoner Dragon roared loudly, and the four prisoner dragon village dragon heads behind him took a step forward, their auras moving in a mysterious way. In an instant, the power of several people faintly merged into one, and their auras became stronger.

This kind of battle formation is actually not mysterious. Everyone in the Demon Suppressing Division knows how to do it.

The most important thing about this kind of battle formation is that the people in the formation all practice the same technique and trust each other.

If the techniques are of different origins, then any battle formation will be useless, and conflicting forces will only kill oneself.

This is also the reason why under normal circumstances, each person can only practice one major skill. The power produced by different skills is different. Not only are the two powers in the body not beneficial, but they may also conflict with each other and kill themselves.

"Prisoning Dragon Stick!"

Wu Qiu Long shouted loudly and gathered the power of the four Wu Zun from Qi Long Village. In an instant, a stick shadow was swept out. For a moment, the sky and the earth were full of stick shadows, attacking Wei Fan from all directions.

This was not the first time that Wei Fan had seen this unique skill of Prisoner Dragon Village, but no matter who used it before, the power was not as terrifying as that used by Wu Prisoner Dragon himself.

In addition, at this moment, Wu Prisoner Dragon also combined the power of Meng Guangfeng and others, making this stick technique even more unfathomable.

The stick shadow hadn't closed yet, and the tyrannical aura was already distorting the golden light on his body.

"You look down on me, Prisoner Dragon Stronghold. Why do you think Prisoner Dragon Stronghold is so rampant in all countries?"

Before they could finish sweeping out the stick shadow, Wu Qianlong and Meng Guangfeng quickly approached Wei Fan in a battle formation, intending to kill him in a short time.

Wei Fan raised his eyelids slightly: "Why do you think I dare to kill the prison dragon alone?"

The light between his eyebrows lit up and rippled, and he grabbed the tiger sword in his hand.

He couldn't handle this move with his own strength. The four-color golden body and nine-forged Wu Prisoner Dragon was already stronger than him. Coupled with the power of the high-level Wu Zun Shen Wen and Meng Guangfeng, he could not use the Tiger Soul Sword. It's almost impossible to kill these people.

Infused with true energy, the tiger soul sword buzzed and vibrated, and began to swallow the terrifying sword light. In an instant, an icy chill enveloped the surroundings.

Wu Prisoner Dragon's pupils shrank violently: "Top divine weapon!"

Isn't Wei Fan's most powerful weapon a cauldron tempered from black yellow stone? When did we get another top-notch martial arts weapon?

He secretly thought that something was wrong. He had lived for almost a thousand years and still had a four-color and nine-forged golden body before he could temper a high-level Martial Supreme Divine Weapon. From this, you can imagine how rare the top Martial Supreme Divine Weapon is.

The power of a top-notch Martial Master Divine Weapon is almost equivalent to the addition of a powerful Martial Master with a nine-forged golden body.

The most critical thing is that Wei Fan's information is wrong. It was originally rumored that his weapon was a terrifying cauldron, which was almost as powerful as the elementary Martial Master Divine Weapon.

But now, it turned out to be a top-notch martial weapon that had never been heard of before.

"Exactly!"

Wei Fan showed his snow-white teeth, and the Tiger Soul Saber emitted a sharp and boundless edge, and instantly became two or three feet in size.

The next moment, Wei Fan directly swept away the Tiger Soul Saber Wheel. The stick shadows swept from all directions were cleared in an instant. The power turned into its origin and returned to the world, causing the world to tremble.

"You guys should also try to see if my knife is sharp!"

Wei Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, and the power of his will surged out like the wind.

boom!

He slashed out with his sword, and the sky and the earth shook.

"Defense!"

The martial prisoner dragon shouted loudly, holding the big stick across his chest. The top-notch martial arts weapon made him dare not be careless.

However, he found that after Wei Fan struck out with his sword, nothing seemed to come out, and there was nothing in the sword's light or energy.

"No! This is the Demon-Suppressing Division's Tongtian Sword Code!"

The next moment he reacted, he hurriedly raised his head and looked above his head. He saw a huge sword light that penetrated the sky and cut down from the sky, cutting through the clouds, as if it was about to split the heaven and the earth.

Before the sword light struck, the terrifying edge made his golden body sting, and his soul felt as if it was being resisted by the blade, filled with chills.

"Give me the power!"

The martial prisoner dragon shouted loudly.

If he couldn't stop this sword, he felt like he was going to die. Although they formed a large formation, Wei Fan, with the blessing of the top magic weapons, was even stronger than them.

Meng Guangfeng and others sent their strength over, and the martial prisoner dragon's aura surged again. He poured all the power into the high-level martial master's divine weapon without hesitation, and activated the divine weapon's force to the maximum.

The next moment, the big stick swelled and stabbed towards the sky.

The two collided, sparks flying in an instant.

boom!

Wu Qiaolong only felt that the big stick was pressing against a heavy and boundless mountain. He, Meng Guangfeng and others fell involuntarily. The force of the shock made several people's faces flush, and their bones and flesh were about to burst.

"Block!"

The martial prisoner dragon shouted loudly, and the big stick continued to expand to resist the sword light, and the figures of several people stopped in mid-air.

"Have you forgotten me?"

Wei Fan used the Huanyue Movement, leaving a series of afterimages in the void that instantly appeared next to the leader of the prisoner dragon village.

"No……"

Amid the mournful wails, a golden sword flashed, and the dragon head of Prisoner Dragon Village was split open from the middle like wood, and the two halves of the body fell powerlessly from the sky.

[Behead the leader of Prisoner Dragon Village and gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 30 years of divine soul skills]

[Normal skill: 51,000 years]

[Gold Body Skill: 160 Years]

Wu Qiulong and others felt their scalps numb and chills running down their backs.

This is the power of the top martial arts weapon. The golden body of a powerful warrior can be preserved for thousands of years, but it is cut open instantly like tofu.

"You beast, when did Qiulongzhai offend you? You want to kill so many of us!"

There was a dragon leader whose eyes were about to split, and he left the battle formation to kill Wei Fan.

"Asshole, come back!"

Wu Prisoner's expression changed drastically and he cursed loudly.

"You go around killing people and stealing goods. I don't know how many people have died at the hands of Qiulongzhai over the years. I just killed a few of you in Qiulongzhai and you can't stand it anymore?"

Wei Fan slashed out with his sword, splitting the man and the Martial Master Divine Weapon into two halves.

Anger can enhance Wu Zun's strength, but it is not enough to make up for the gap between him and Wei Fan.

[Behead the leader of Prisoner Dragon Village and gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 40 years of divine soul skills]

[Normal skill: 71,000 years]

[Gold Body Skill: 200 Years]

This man only has 40 years of golden body skills.

In fact, the martial arts masters in Qilong Village are only those who have been forged for three or four years with golden bodies, and are not very strong.

Originally, they had two Martial Lords with seven or eight golden bodies, but because they were implicated by Zhou Hu in Bibo Lake, they were beaten to death by the mysterious woman with one palm.

"Lao San, what the hell are you waiting for, waiting for us all to be killed by Wei Fan?"

Wu Qiu Long's blood pressure surged, but within a moment, only two of the four Wu Zun dragon heads who came out with him were left.

It's already this time, and the three idiots haven't activated the formation yet.

"Rumble..."

As Wu Qiulong finished speaking, the mountains and rivers below shook, and a village hidden among the mountains appeared.

The village is not big, about two to three thousand square meters, and there are not many people, not even a hundred.

Of course, a bandit den like Qiulongzhai, which specializes in robbing big sects, cannot accept everyone like ordinary bandits. Without the strength of a heavenly martial artist, there is no qualification to become a member of Qiulongzhai.

At this moment, a large seal was suspended in the sky above the village, which was connected to the surrounding mountains and rivers and the people in the village, emitting a terrifying aura.

"Kill him!"

Martial Prisoner Dragon shouted loudly, and joined forces with the remaining two Martial Lord Dragon Heads to kill Wei Fan.

At the same time, the big seal floated in the air, sending out terrifying waves and hitting it.

"Finally they all showed up!"

Wei Fan's eyes were filled with an astonishing chill. His purpose of coming here today was to serve Qilong Village in one go.

Now that the old nest of Qiulongzhai has also appeared, there is nothing to worry about.

The next moment, his figure disappeared on the spot without a trace.

Wu Prisoner Dragon's pupils shrank: "Disappeared?"

"ah……"

There were screams behind him, and Wu Prisoner Dragon hurriedly looked back, only to see Wei Fan, who had disappeared, appear behind him and split a dragon's head open with a knife.

"brute!"

Wu Qiulong couldn't tell whether he was angry or afraid at this moment. He was so furious that he hit Wei Fan with a big stick in his hand.

He didn't notice how Wei Fan disappeared and reappeared, which meant that if Wei Fan had targeted him just now, he would have been split open with a knife.

This terrifying movement technique that appeared and appeared like a ghost made him terrified.

However, he hit nothing with the stick, and Wei Fan suddenly disappeared from sight.

The next moment, Wei Fan appeared behind the last martial leader, Meng Guangfeng, and slashed Meng Guangfeng to death with a single blow.

All of a sudden, the four Wu Zun dragon heads brought by Wu Qiu Long died, leaving him alone.

"escape!"

His whole body was shaking, his teeth were chattering, and the fear of death finally made him, a bandit leader, afraid. Wei Fan really went berserk and massacred the powerful Wu Zun in a one-sided manner.

"Why are you running away? You don't want Tianpeng's body-cleansing skills. Didn't you say that only one person can survive between Qilongzhai and me?"

Just as he turned around, Wei Fan's voice, which was like falling into an ice cellar, sounded in his ears, and there was a terrifying wave.

Wu Prisoner Dragon tried his best to avoid it, and at the same time, he swept his big stick behind him.

Poof!

The golden sword light flashed, and although he avoided the vital point, one arm was removed, and the golden blood continued to surge.

"snort……"

He couldn't help but groan in pain, his face was ashen, and his whole mind was completely shrouded in the shadow of death.

"Third brother, what the hell are you doing!"

He yelled, knowing that running away would lead to faster death, so he simply turned around and started fighting with Wei Fan with his other big hand.

"Boss, I can't lock him, he's too fast!"

The voice of the third child in Prison Dragon Village rang out. It wasn't that he didn't contribute, but that Wei Fan was disappearing. Even Wu Prison Dragon was helpless, so how could he target and attack Wei Fan.

The terrifying seal turned several times in the void, causing the sky to tremble, but it could not touch the corner of Wei Fan's clothes.

Wu Prisoner Long gritted his teeth, threw away the big stick in his hand and rushed towards Wei Fan: "Let's die together!"

He hugged Wei Fan.

But as soon as his eyes blurred, he held it in vain.

boom!

The next moment, the big seal came and hit him so hard that his brains splattered and his soul was almost shattered.

Wei Fan couldn't help but laugh: "This is what you call dying together!"

The third child obviously made a mistake in his judgment. Before he could react, Wu Qiu Long fell down without hugging Wei Fan's seal, almost killing Wu Qiu Long.

He was also fierce, knowing that he would definitely die and wanted to die with Wei Fan, but if Wei Fan didn't want him to get close, he would have no chance.

In mid-air, Wu Prisoner Dragon's body was crumbling.

The head was smashed open by the big seal. Although the soul was not broken, it was attacked by a force and did not react for a long time.

The sword flashed, and Wei Fan split his soul and sent him on his way completely.

"This seal seems a little different!"

He found that until his death, Wu Prisoner Dragon was in a state of confusion, as if his soul had lost its perception of the outside world.

"You can't touch this big seal!"

Wu Prisoner Dragon desperately wanted to hug him and die together, obviously thinking that this big seal could kill him.

[Behead the martial prisoner dragon and gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 90 years of golden body skills]

[Normal skill: 131,000 years]

[Gold Body Skill: 350 years]

The ordinary skill suddenly exceeded 100,000 years, and the golden body skill reached 350 years. This kind of all-in-one feeling is good.

"Brother!"

Seeing that even the martial prisoner dragon was dead, the third son of Prisoner Dragon Village became crazy and controlled the big seal to bombard Wei Fan again.

The big seal quickly enlarged in the air, and in the blink of an eye it was as huge as a mountain, emitting a depressing aura that made Wei Fan feel that the movement of his soul and power was not smooth.

This thing is really weird, it doesn't look like the Wuzun Divine Weapon, and its aura is different from that of the Wuzun Divine Weapon.

But it's weird, and it's useless if it can't hit anyone.

The human king bell in his body flashed, immediately cutting off this oppressive aura, and the movement of his soul and power immediately became smoother.

The next moment, his figure flashed out of the suppression range of the big seal.

Rumble...

The big seal was struck on the top of a mountain, and the hills were flattened directly into the ground.

"How could you not be affected by the God Seal?"

Lao San, who controlled the big seal, showed an incredulous look, and was very surprised that Wei Fan got rid of the suppression of the big seal.

He had not used the ability of the Great Seal before because this ability was an indiscriminate suppression and would suppress the martial prisoner dragon as well. He did not want Wei Fan to be affected at all.

"Seal of the Gods? It sounds very powerful!"

Wei Fan's figure flashed, and before the big seal returned, he landed from the sky and slashed towards Qiulongzhai with his sword in the air.

In an instant, a hundred-foot-long sword appeared across the sky and slashed down with unrivaled force.

"not good!"

"Run away!"

"Prisoner Dragon Village is over!"

…

There were screams of terror in Prisoner Dragon Village. Some people frantically poured power into the formation to strengthen the light curtain over the village. Others left their positions and fled frantically outside the formation.