Practicing martial arts is too difficult, so I choose to defeat others

Prisoner Dragon Village!

Most people only know that Qiulongzhai was in the Great Victory Dynasty, where Chu and Wei were rampant, specializing in robbing the great sects of the world. They dared to rob even the top sects and even the royal family.

As for where the prisoner's lair is, not many people know, because even if they catch their people, they can't search for souls.

Therefore, for many years, although the various sects and the royal family hated Qiulongzhai, they were helpless.

Even if they are caught, they don't dare to kill them. Once they kill the people in Qilong Village, they will take revenge crazily.

At this moment, in the Juyi Hall in Qilong Village, except for a few top chairs, the rest of the place was full of people.

The leader of the village, Wu Prisoner Long, glanced away, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

There were originally only ten leading positions in Prison Dragon Village, but now four are vacant.

Wu Daohong died in Tongzhou of the Great Victory Dynasty. The soul cards of the other two dragon heads suddenly cracked a few days ago. The last one left was his youngest son. He went to the Daqian Kingdom with the two dead dragon heads. He is still alive today. news.

"Have you not contacted Zhaoyan yet?" Wu Qiulong said gloomily.

The several faucets below all shook their heads.

Originally, Wu Zhaoyan went to Daqian Kingdom with two dragon heads to fight Zhou Hu of Feiyun Village. The soul cards of the two dragon heads were split, but Wu Zhaoyan's soul card was still intact, which meant that Wu Zhaoyan was not dead yet.

Wu Prisoner Dragon spoke again: "What happened at Bibo Lake? Can we find out what happened? Why did the two dragon heads fall?"

Several leaders shook their heads again: "We can't contact Feiyun Village. I feel like something happened to Feiyun Village. This time Zhaoyan and Zhou Hu are fighting in a decisive battle. I feel that they are too showy and may be targeted by our enemies." .

The leader of the village, my subordinates think it would be better to send someone to Daqian Country to find out more as soon as possible. "

Wu Qiulong shook his head: "It's useless, even if we wait for Wu Zun, it will take several days to reach Daqian Kingdom by traveling day and night. If there is an enemy, spreading our strength at this time will only give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it."

As long as Zhaoyan is still there, no matter he is caught or escapes, sticking to his lair is the right way. "

It would take Wu Zun several days to fly to Da Qian Country, and the Divine Realm W Zong would have to fly for at least twenty days. It took such a long time to get to Da Qian Country, and the day lilies were already cold.

"Um?"

Wu Prisoner's expression suddenly changed, and he flipped his wrist. A jade tablet appeared in his hand, and the light on it became brighter and brighter!

"Zhaoyan is approaching quickly!"

Wu Prisoner suddenly stood up. This was a tracking weapon he refined with secret techniques using his son Wu Zhaoyan's aura and a trace of his soul.

The light of this life card is getting brighter and brighter, which means that the owner of the life card is quickly approaching here.

"Very good!"

When they heard that Wu Zhaoyan was back, the leaders couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Hurry up and open the mountain gate to welcome the leader Zhaoyan!"

Wu Prisoner Long raised his hand to stop: "Wait a minute, Zhaoyan may not have come back alone. Everyone, be careful. The third child will stay in charge of the formation, and the others will go outside with me to take a look."

Although he had also arranged a secret technique in his son Wu Zhaoyan's soul and it could not be searched, but if his son surrendered, he could still bring the enemy to Prisoner Dragon Village.

Wu Zhaoyan was his youngest son born after he became a Martial Lord. He had a strong bloodline. Although he had only cultivated a four-color golden body, he still had the potential to become a Martial King in the future, so he valued him very much.

He has led Qiulongzhai to run rampant in the surrounding dynasties for many years, so he is naturally not an ordinary martial lord.

Therefore, he told his son Wu Zhaoyan that if he was captured and the enemy was not too strong, he could be lured to Qilongzhai to kill him.

Stepping down from the big chair, Wu Prisoner Dragon and the four dragon heads stepped out of the Juyi Hall and walked outside. After walking for a while, ripples suddenly appeared in front of them, and the figures of several people suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, the third child of Prisoner Dragon Village took out a large seal from the storage gourd and shouted: "All brothers return to their respective positions!"

In an instant, the people in Qilong Village all moved and stood in different directions, and power poured into the earth below.

This is a deep mountain located in Bianzhou of the Great Victory Dynasty. The place is full of green mountains and clusters of ancient trees.

The essence of heaven and earth is still strong, but it is not a holy place, not as good as the location of an ordinary top sect.

No one could have imagined that Qiulong Village was in such a place, and they had the audacity to build their base within the territory of the Great Victory Dynasty.

Wu Prisoner Dragon waited for a while with four dragon heads in the sky, and then felt the power of heaven and earth fluctuate.

After a while, a black spot appeared in the distance. It quickly zoomed in, and soon you could see several figures.

Wu Prisoner Long narrowed his eyes slightly: "Sure enough, he was captured!"

He had already seen his son Wu Zhaoyan being held in someone's hands. His golden body was full of cracks and he looked extremely miserable.

But his face was calm and there didn't seem to be any anger.

After a few breaths, two figures carrying their son Wu Zhaoyan stopped not far away.

"Father, save me!"

When Wu Zhaoyan saw his father Wu Qiulong, he immediately asked for help.

For three or four days, his cultivation was imprisoned and his injuries could not be recovered. The severe pain from various injuries almost caused him to collapse.

He was indeed a little cautious at first, but later under the severe pain, he just wanted to take these two people to Qilong Village quickly to end his pain.

Wu Qiulong glanced around and found that the people who caught his son Wu Zhaoyan were two young men. Not only were they young in appearance, he could feel the vigorous vitality of the other party: "How about you two letting my son go? Qiu Long The village will definitely be satisfied.”

He thought it was some kind of enemy, but found that neither the man nor the woman recognized him.

[Martial prisoner dragon: Nine-forged golden body, leader of prisoner dragon village, killing people and stealing goods, doing all kinds of evil]

[Kill him and you will get 20,000 years of ordinary skill and 90 years of golden body skill]

[Meng Guangfeng: The golden body is forged in four ways, he imprisons the leader of Longzhai, kills people and steals goods, and commits all kinds of evil]

[Kill him and you will get 20,000 years of ordinary skill and 40 years of golden body skill]

…

Wei Fan glanced around and found that all of them had explosive skills, without any exception.

Hearing this, he looked at Wu Prisoner Long: "You agree to any request, right? You commit suicide in front of me immediately. I will let your son go. I will do what I say!"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qinlong, whose expression remained calm, turned cold: "It seems that the two of you are not here for wealth, but I, Qinlong Village, don't seem to know you two!"

He was a bandit, and he often did things like kidnapping and extortion. He also thought that the two people in front of him kidnapped his son for money.

But as soon as Wei Fan's words came out, he knew that it was not for money, but for revenge.

But he was puzzled. He and the leading martial arts masters in front of him didn't know each other.

"No matter who you are, let Zhao Yan go immediately, otherwise Qin Long Village will destroy all the Qinmen, and we will hunt you down from heaven to earth until you die!"

The leader Meng Guangfeng shouted loudly. If Wu Zhaoyan hadn't been in the opponent's hands, they would have taken action long ago.

"If you don't let him go, you will destroy my whole family and hunt me down from heaven to earth until I die?"

Wei Fan glanced at Meng Guangfeng and slowly lifted Wu Zhaoyan up.

Such an action scared Meng Guangfeng's expression: "What do you want to do?"

Several people had a bad premonition, but because Wu Zhaoyan was in Wei Fan's hands, they did not dare to make any move.

Wei Fan looked indifferent and said: "Look at him, I see how you are chasing me to death in the sky and on earth. If I don't kill him, wouldn't I have failed to live up to your threat?"

Meng Guangfeng's scalp was numb, as if he had said something stupid.

If the person in front of him killed Wu Zhaoyan, wouldn't he be the one who killed Wu Zhaoyan?

"How dare you!"

Wu Prisoner Dragon roared loudly, a landslide and tsunami erupted with power, and his figure flew across the sky like a bolt of lightning to stop Wei Fan and save Wu Zhaoyan.

"Let's do it together!"

The other dragon heads shouted loudly and followed them to kill him.

Wei Fan raised his eyebrows: "I don't dare?"

He raised his strong palm and immediately slapped Wu Zhaoyan on the head like a watermelon.

Wu Zhaoyan looked horrified and shouted: "Don't kill me..."

But Wei Fan's big hand had already struck down, and his palm, which seemed to weigh more than ten thousand pounds, suddenly smashed Wu Zhaoyan's head into pieces. The brains mixed with blood spattered everywhere, and even the soul exploded.

"You're looking for death!"

Wu Qiulong's eyes were about to burst as he looked at him. No matter how fast he was, he was still far away from Wei Fan.

The previous rescue efforts were in vain. If he really had the ability to save Wu Zhaoyan, he would have taken action long ago and would not waste any time talking.

Rumble…

His breath was completely violent, and the bright golden light hung like a big sun in the sky, with a four-color halo intertwined behind him.

Nine forgings of the golden body!

He is a powerful man with a four-color golden body and nine refinements, and he has dominated the capital of the surrounding countries for many years.

"Kill them all. I want to know the forces behind them and kill all the people related to the forces behind them."

Wu Prisoner Dragon roared and charged towards Wei Fan angrily.

The son he valued most died before his eyes, and his murderous intent had already boiled over. Between his brows, a golden stick appeared in his hand, emitting a terrifying aura of a high-level divine weapon, which made the mountains tremble.

[Kill Wu Zhaoyan and gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 40 years of golden body skills]

[Normal skill: 31,000 years]

[Gold Body Skill: 130 years]

"Back off!"

Wei Fan threw Wu Zhaoyan's headless body from the sky, not intending to let Ji Qingyue interfere.

Although Ji Qingyue became a five-color golden body and was able to intervene in the battle before him, he did not want Ji Qingyue to kill anyone in Qilong Village.

"good!"

When Ji Qingyue heard this, his figure began to retreat. Wei Fan was not an arrogant person. Since he allowed himself to retreat, he must be confident.

Rumble…

The huge stick shadow was more than ten feet thick, shattering the clouds in the sky and poking a hole. The terrifying waves of high-level Martial Lord divine weapons spread in all directions, startling countless birds in the mountains and rivers below.

"Death to me!"

The murderous intent surged in Wu Qianlong's eyes, and he hit Wei Fan's head with a big stick, intending to blow him up on the spot.

Wei Fan's body shook, and golden light burst out all over the sky, creating a sacred seven-color halo behind him.

In an instant, a divine and supreme aura filled the air, and all the energy in the sky was swarming towards him, condensing on his fists.

Big sun collapse fist!

He punched out, and the huge stick shadow shattered instantly, turning into a burst of energy and dissipating.

Wu Prisoner Dragon only felt his arms trembling, and the Wu Zun Divine Weapon was bounced back, and blood surged all over his body.

"Seven-color golden body!"

His eyes were horrified and he couldn't help but take a breath. The young man who killed his son Wu Zhaoyan turned out to be a terrifying seven-color golden monster.

This is the first time he has seen the seven-color golden monster, even if he has lived for almost a thousand years.

It is not a big problem for this kind of evildoer to become King of Martial Arts in the future. The most important thing is that this evildoer must have a great background.

It is true that Qiulongzhai is rampant in several surrounding countries, but it is just ordinary in such a vast wilderness. The power behind the seven-color golden monster is not an existence that Qiulongzhai can provoke.

Something like a seven-color golden body requires not only terrifying talent, but also unparalleled skills to cultivate.

"Who is your Excellency? Prisoner Longzhai asks himself if he dares not provoke a person like you. Is there some misunderstanding?"

The furious Wu Qiulong stopped his actions fearfully. His son could be reborn after death, but if he offended an existence he couldn't afford to offend, the entire Prison Dragon Village would be reduced to ashes.

Moreover, in the brief collision just now, the opponent had resisted his Wu Zun magic weapon with bare hands. His strength was not weaker than his own. He was not sure to kill him.

"The seven-color golden body monster!"

Meng Guangfeng and several other leaders of the Prison Dragon Village also stopped urgently in the void, with a look of horror on their faces. The one who killed Wu Zhaoyan turned out to be such a terrifying person. No wonder he was not afraid of the threat of the Prison Dragon Village. He should be afraid of them.

Wei Fan shook his fist, which was numb and painful. The attack from the high-level Wu Zun magic weapon with the four-color golden body and nine forgings was not so easy to receive. Even he felt the pain and his skin seemed to be cracked.

He said with a smile: "There is no misunderstanding. Your Prison Dragon Village sent people to kill me several times, and you didn't recognize me!"

Sent people to kill him several times?

Wu Qiulong and his friends were thinking fast.

The next moment, someone cried out, "He is Wei Fan!"

But isn't Wei Fan a six-color golden body?

It was because of the seven-color golden body that several people didn't recognize Wei Fan's identity at once.

A cold light flashed in Wu Qiulong's eyes: "You actually became a seven-color golden body, because of Tianpeng's body washing skill?"

The killing intent that he had originally stopped rose again, and a strong greed appeared.

The number of people from his Wu family in Qiulong Village who died at the hands of Wei Fan is almost one palm, including Wu Yinggao, Wu Yinglong, Wu Shiping, and Wu Daohong.

Including the others, one hand is not enough to count.

If it was a strange seven-color golden body Wu Zun, Qiulong Village would be afraid, but if it was Wei Fan, there would be nothing to be afraid of.

They had colluded with Zhang Juzheng before, so they naturally knew some of Wei Fan's background. His talent was indeed shocking, but he had no background. He climbed up step by step from the bottom.

Originally, they were looking for Wei Fan to take revenge, but Wei Fan disappeared after the battle in Kyoto. Unexpectedly, he reappeared as a seven-color golden body martial master, which overturned their understanding of Tianpeng Body Washing Skill.

"Don't waste time talking to him, kill him to avenge Zhao Yan, and take away the Tianpeng Body Washing Skill. Be careful not to let him escape!"

A dragon head shouted, his eyes full of greed.

According to the rules of Prison Dragon Village, if you take away the Tianpeng Body Washing Skill, not only Wu Qiulong can practice it, but all of them, the martial masters, can practice it.

This can be seen from the fact that all of them are big sticks. The martial masters of Prison Dragon Village practice the same skills.

In an instant, they not only hate Wei Fan, but also greed.

Wei Fan said with a smile: "You still want to peek at the Tianpeng Body Washing Skill. Do you think I am not smart enough to come to Prison Dragon Village to give you the skills?"

Wu Qiulong shook his big stick: "It doesn't matter. Only one of you and Prison Dragon Village can survive. Let's settle the grudge today and form the Prison Dragon Battle Formation!"