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

"I, the Human Martial Emperor, are here and want to kill Wei Fan. How can the Human Martial Emperor agree to this!"

"Damn monster, he actually used the power of his will to confuse us!"

"Let's go quickly. If a war breaks out between emperors, all life will be wiped out for tens of thousands of miles around!"

…

The pressure on everyone suddenly disappeared, and they continued to flee into the distance while yelling.

In the void, the beam of light emitted from the eyes of the Holy Emperor Shaking Heaven was blocked by the invisible force, and finally dispersed with a pop, failing to fall on Wei Fan.

"Ling Xiaoyu!"

A terrifying evil spirit surged from the body of the Holy Emperor who shook the sky. A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared behind him. The terrifying vision of the sinking stars. The avenues of heaven and earth roared, the laws became chaotic, and all kinds of strange scenes alternated in an instant.

"boom!"

Infinite golden light spread out, lotuses grew in the void, flowers fell from the sky, the void trembled, and a majestic figure emerged from the avenue stepping on the golden lotus.

Ling Xiaoyu, the master of the Zhenyu Palace!

There are bursts of Tao sounds between heaven and earth, and there are many auspicious colors. Compared with the Holy Emperor who shakes the sky, his appearance is more like the coming of a god into the world, and he is more sacred and majestic.

"Greetings to the Lord of the Palace!"

Mu Chen and Ouyang Bolun breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and hurriedly handed over their hands. In just a moment, the backs of the two Holy Kings were already wet with cold sweat, and their spirits were almost washed away by the breath of the Holy Emperor. scattered.

"Presumptuous!" Holy Emperor Shaotian suddenly shouted loudly, stretched out a big hand from the air and grabbed it out.

But at this time, Wei Fan did not stop, he was still rushing towards the holy king-level purple-bearded golden dragon, trying to kill it.

"Ape King, save me!"

The Purple-bearded Golden Dragon Saint King was shocked and angry. Unexpectedly, Wei Fan dared to show off his violence in front of the Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky when he arrived.

"It's so lawless, no wonder he is so tyrannical!"

Even if Ling Xiaoyu, the Martial Emperor, was here, they would never dare to be so presumptuous and continue to act cruelly in front of the Demon Emperor.

Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen were amazed, and finally understood why they were just holy kings, and Wei Fan was the king of holy kings, the demon king that everyone feared, but Wei Fan didn't pay attention at all.

Even if the Demon King comes, his words about killing the purple-bearded golden dragon will not change.

"boom!"

The dazzling fist blasted out and hit the big hand of the Holy Emperor who shook the sky.

"A battle between emperors has broken out!"

Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen's hearts trembled. The power of the emperor's confrontation could destroy the world and destroy the world. It was actually a small matter to reduce a radius of tens of thousands of miles to rubble. If strong men of this level fought with all their strength, a whole continent could be reduced to rubble. possible.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms collided, the space collapsed, and the avenue was shattered. However, everyone obviously underestimated the methods of the masters of the imperial way. In the confrontation between Ling Xiaoyu and the Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky, the power fluctuations did not get out of control, but were confined to a small range. Inside.

"When juniors are fighting, we old guys should not join in. If the Ape Emperor wants to loosen his muscles and bones, I will accompany you!"

Ling Xiaoyu has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and long flowing hair, without any trace of fireworks.

With his majestic appearance, he was able to neutralize the attack of the Holy Emperor Shaking Heaven with one casual blow, making it unable to harm Wei Fan.

"roar……"

Screams rang out, and Wei Fan smashed half of the purple-bearded golden dragon's body with one punch in an unrivaled manner.

The Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky looked gloomy. With Ling Xiaoyu around, he had to pass Ling Xiaoyu's level first if he wanted to save the purple-bearded golden dragon.

However, he continued to take action and had no intention of watching the purple-bearded golden dragon being killed by Wei Fan.

"boom……"

Terrifying divine energy surged between the heaven and the earth. The power of the powerful emperor crushed the sky. The Holy Emperor who shook the sky moved. This time, he did not just stand on the spot and take action, but actually killed Wei Fan.

A terrifying large crack appeared in the space, the void world was shattered, and stars appeared all over the sky.

"die!"

He probably couldn't save the purple-bearded golden dragon, but Wei Fan had to die, and the purpose of his arrival was originally to kill Wei Fan.

Even though he had always been calm and calm, his murderous intention towards Wei Fan was already burning in his heart.

"If you want to kill people, do you think that I don't exist?"

Ling Xiaoyu roared, and his majestic body moved. He shot out a piece of divine light that filled the world and cut across the eight wastelands, isolating the space where the Holy Emperor of Shaking Heaven was from Wei Fan.

"If you want to fight, I'll fight with you in the outer world!"

The next moment, the space was replaced, and Ling Xiaoyu and the Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky fell into a space-time passage. The overwhelming emperor-level fluctuations suddenly disappeared, and Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen both breathed a sigh of relief.

The imperial battle did not start here, otherwise even if Ling Xiaoyu and the Holy Ape shook the sky with all their strength, they would only be killed by the aftermath. Fortunately, Ling Xiaoyu used shocking methods to bring the Holy Ape shaking the sky to the battlefield outside the world.

"No……"

The two of them looked back, and saw a mountain and river submerging into the body of the purple-bearded golden dragon. The aura of this holy-king-level purple-bearded golden dragon quickly dissipated.

"Dead!"

The two people's hearts trembled. They just paid attention to the battle between the Lord of Ling Xiaoyu Palace and the Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky. The Holy King's purple-bearded golden dragon was beheaded by Wei Fan.

The two of them had shock on their faces. They said they had killed all the more than twenty demon saints, but they really killed all of them, and not one of them escaped.

Even if the Demon King comes, it will not change this ending.

[Behead the purple-bearded golden dragon and gain 500,000 years of ordinary skills and 12,000 years of martial arts skills]

[Normal power: 11.89 million years]

[Martial Saint Skill: 171,000 years]

"One hundred and seventy thousand years of martial arts skills should be enough to complete some of the ninety-nine true skills of the Holy Realm..."

Wei Fan glanced at the panel, nodded with satisfaction, and put away the body of the purple-bearded golden dragon.

With such a big gain, it doesn't matter if his strength is exposed. When he appears again, he should be a martial emperor.

"Demon Emperor!"

He looked up at the endless starry sky, and saw that there seemed to be two more suns in the endless starry sky, colliding wildly. It was Ling Xiaoyu and the Heaven Shaking Saint Ape who were fighting.

The so-called outer battlefield is actually the endless starry sky.

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He actually wanted to fight with Heaven Shaking Saint Emperor, but he knew that even if he was the king of the saints, he was still an ant to Heaven Shaking Saint Emperor.

Heaven Shaking Saint Emperor was not a newly promoted demon emperor. This old demon had broken through the demon emperor realm for nearly ten thousand years. Even if he was conceited, he didn't think he could fight with the old demon who had been an emperor for ten thousand years.

"When I complete the cultivation of the Holy Realm of Nine-Nine True Skills and the transformation of the fifth transformation of the Nine Changes of the Divine Silkworm is complete, maybe I can fight with the emperor masters who have just broken through..."

He is already the king of the saint kings, but in fact, he still has a long way to go to the Holy Realm.

Nine-Nine True Skills and the Nine Changes of the Divine Silkworm are both skills that can directly become gods, and the Golden Bell Cover is even more mysterious. Even he has not figured out the origin of this martial art, which is more magical than Nine-Nine True Skills and the Nine Changes of the Divine Silkworm.

There is also the Three Emperors Sutra, and the martial arts system of the world can be said to be derived from this martial arts general outline-level secret book.

In terms of martial arts, he has the Five Emperors Fist created by the Five Emperors.

He has so many heaven-defying martial arts in one, and he also has the status of a human emperor. It is not incredible that he can fight with the emperor masters at the limit of the Holy Realm.

It is abnormal that he cannot fight with the emperor masters.

Even though he killed the Saint King with two or three moves, he actually still retained a lot of strength. The martial arts eye was useless, and the power of the wind and thunder wings was always hidden.

"It is indeed powerful!"

Even in the battle outside the sky, the power of Ling Xiaoyu and the Heaven Shaking Saint Emperor radiated to the earth. The sky and the earth were white, and various divine lights intertwined.

The spectators could no longer see the real battle. They could only feel that the laws were colliding, the avenues were bombarding, and the two emperors were controlling the heaven and earth, fighting with terrible power.

Even Wei Fan couldn't see clearly, not because his eyesight was not good enough, but because the two emperors had already turned the space into chaos outside the sky, and entered the chaos. Everything was obscured by the chaos, and only the terrifying oppression was constantly falling from the sky.

However, the distance was too far, and it could no longer hurt ordinary creatures.

Occasionally, a terrifying force rushed out of the chaos, blasting the stars outside the sky away from their original places, and hitting hundreds of miles of huge fragments.

"Hand over Wei Fan, the demon clan will stop fighting, otherwise the entire East Region will be sunk today!"

"Boom boom..."

There was another terrifying aura between heaven and earth, the terrifying demon aura was boundless, stretching for thousands of miles, covering the sky and the earth.

In the thick demon aura, there was a huge body like a mountain range winding and circling, and occasionally a huge golden dragon scale like a mountain top could be seen.

The world was like the end of the world, darkness was about to swallow up the light, and the oppressive aura spread from the demon territory, and the void along the way was shattered.

"Demon King!"

Wei Fan was a little moved. It was the first time he saw the body of a demon of this level. Its hugeness was simply unimaginable.

"No, it's the Purple Bearded Dragon King!"

"It is said that he has lived for more than 15,000 years, and he became an emperor five or six thousand years earlier than the Heaven-shaking Saint Emperor!"

Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen looked ugly. The demon clan's determination to kill Wei Fan was more determined than they thought. There was already a demon king, and there was another one.

"If you want to fight, then fight. If you sink the Eastern Region, the human race will suffer heavy casualties, and your demon race will not be easy either."

Behind Shuiyun City, a divine light shot up into the sky, and the whole world was boiling. All living beings trembled, praying that the war would not break out on the earth, otherwise sinking the Eastern Region might be a bit exaggerated, but it was not an exaggeration to turn Yaozhou into ruins. All those below the emperor would die.

"It's Long Zhan Wu Huang!"

Ouyang Bolun breathed a sigh of relief. Although Long Zhan Wu Huang had not become an emperor for as long as the Purple Bearded Dragon Emperor, before Xuanyuan Peak, he was the strongest prodigy in the Eastern Region, and he had been an emperor for seven or eight thousand years, so he should be able to protect Yaozhou.

"Then come on, let's see who can beat who!"

The sky was thundering and lightning, and the boundless demon clouds shrank, revealing a huge dragon body like a mountain range, with the head alone being hundreds of feet thick.

He was golden all over, with four claws, and two purple dragon whiskers were like two purple lightning bolts.

"No wonder he is called Dragon Emperor instead of Jiao Emperor!"

Wei Fan's pupils shrank slightly. Purple Bearded Dragon Emperor was no longer Jiao. On his huge dragon head, which was several hundred feet long, there were two dragon horns that reached into the sky, entangled with thick electric light.

Dragon!

The Purple Bearded Dragon Emperor had cultivated into a real dragon, no longer Jiao, but a real mythical creature.

"Long Zhan, you became an emperor seven or eight thousand years later than me. Do you dare to compete with me?"

The Purple Bearded Dragon Emperor roared to shatter the heaven and earth, stretched out his huge dragon claws and slapped Wei Fan, wanting to kill this shocking human monster. (End of this chapter)