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

Eagle Chou Cliff!

After waiting for half a month, Wei Fan was right in front of him, but no one dared to take action immediately.

Even people like Wu Shiping and Fang Weimin, who have a grudge against Wei Fan, are very restrained. Tianpeng only has one body-cleansing skill, but there are so many people. No one wants to take advantage of others, let alone people like Huo Tianzheng and You Qingfeng. exist.

Except for Huo Tianzheng and others, three of the twenty-three divine realm martial arts sects who arrived did not come forward. Instead, they stopped and watched from a distance. It was not known whether they were really watching the show or just wanted to follow the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind.

"Huo Tianzheng, what do you mean? Do you want to cause trouble for the Demon Suppressor?" Wu Shiping turned to look at Huo Tianzheng and the others.

Although there were many of them, Huo Tianzheng and his party also had a large number of people.

Long Jianying, Long Xueyi, Situ Feng, You Qingfeng, Yue Chengwu, Hong Shixian, and Huo Tianzheng were seven divine martial sects.

If Huo Tianzheng and the other seven really want to intervene to help Wei Fan, they will not be able to get away with it.

Especially since Huo Tianzheng hurt him with one move that day, and he still has lingering fears.

"Huo Tianzheng, do you want to disobey the orders of the guardian?" Fang Weimin followed up and spoke, but did not take action directly because he was worried about Huo Tianzheng and others behind him.

Huo Tianzheng showed a deadly smile: "Don't worry about us, you can do whatever you want, we are just watching the show!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Weimin and others breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the Demon Suppressing Division does not interfere, Wei Fan will not be able to escape today.

They didn't hear Huo Tianzheng's joking tone at all. They were here to watch a show, but it was hard to say whose show they were watching.

Dragon Sword Eagle, who had the most explosive temper, did not say anything at this moment. He planned to see Wei Fan's limit first. He wanted to see what kind of monster could emerge from the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, the Tianpeng Body Washing Technique, and the Horizontal Training Innateness. What kind of monster could emerge? One person cannot kill through twenty divine realm martial arts sects.

"Wei Fan, hand over Tianpeng's Body Cleansing Technique, and we'll give you a good time!" Someone couldn't help but speak, staring at Wei Fan with burning eyes.

Wei Fan glanced at this man.

[Huang Guozhong: The divine realm is perfect, the elder of Tianying Castle, practicing magic skills]

[Kill him and you will get 4000 years of ordinary skill and 40 years of divine soul skill]

It turned out to be the elder of the extremely powerful Sky Eagle Castle, a master of perfect divine realm. No wonder he dared to speak at this time.

Practicing magic skills, he is another red-named monster who can explode his skills.

Wei Fan's face was expressionless: "I said I don't have the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Skill, do you believe it?"

Although he is not afraid, he does not want to be remembered by everyone in the world.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you think that everyone is a fool? Someone has found Fu Shizheng's disciples to confirm that the demon did give Fu Shizheng Tianpeng the body-cleansing skill, and they also said that before Fu Shizheng disappeared, he was going to kill you. Don't think that everyone is Idiot, I went to great lengths to guard you in Sioux City without evidence!"

Another person spoke.

Wei Fan looked at it, and the panel also gave a prompt. This person's name was Ye Jingtian, the elder of the extremely powerful Yuehua Palace, and also a perfect master of the divine realm.

At this moment, he understood that it was useless to admit it or not. These people in the world had already verified it from all aspects and confirmed that Tianpeng's body-cleansing skill was in his body: "But there are so many of you, who should Tianpeng's body-cleansing skill be given to?" You?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Jingtian looked happy.

The next moment, the voice of Fang Weimin of the Divine Sword Sect sounded: "Hmph, you want to alienate us, everyone, I propose to kill Wei Fan together first. As for the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique, we can each rely on our own abilities later.

I think everyone has heard of his talent. If he escapes, I am afraid that everyone and the forces behind them will be wiped out in the future! "

Only he, a local snake in Tongzhou, knew how terrifying Wei Fan was. People like Zuo Qiuyi were hacked to death by Wei Fan. Tianpeng's body-cleansing skills were important, but killing Wei Fan was even more important.

Because according to Wei Fan's character, as long as he doesn't die, his Divine Sword Sect will be destroyed sooner or later.

Wei Fan shook his head: "No! You are wrong. I don't want to drive a wedge between you. I just told you that there is only one copy of Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique. It's hard for you to divide it. I have a better way to solve this problem here."

He glanced at Fang Weimin, and for a moment he planned to let this guy die last and taste the taste of fear.

"What can I do?" Ye Jingtian asked anxiously.

It is indeed difficult to distinguish the Tianpeng Body Washing Technique. Even if he is in the Divine Realm, there is no guarantee that he will be able to obtain the Tianpeng Body Washing Technique in a short time.

Among the people present, there were four or five masters who had reached the divine realm, and most of them were in the late stages of the divine realm.

Among the twenty people, only one or two were in the middle stage of the divine realm. After killing Wei Fan, the fierce battle between them began.

It is naturally the best thing to get the Tianpeng body-cleansing skill without fighting.

Wei Fan grinned, showing his white teeth: "If I kill you all, I won't have to worry about who Tianpeng's body-cleansing skills will be given to."

As soon as these words came out, loud cheers sounded one after another:

"furious!"

"Ridiculous!"

"Do you think you are Martial Lord?"

"Even if you master Tianpeng's Body Cleansing Technique, it would be easy for the rest of us to kill you!"

…

"Ah……"

Wei Fan smiled softly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"So fast!"

"What kind of movement is this!"

"Be careful!"

…

Wu Shiping's pupils shrank. He didn't even see clearly how Wei Fan disappeared. He was as fast as a ghost.

The next moment, Wei Fan appeared in the center of a group of people, holding a large earth-yellow cauldron over one meter high in his hand, exuding a terrifying power.

With his cultivation breaking through to the divine realm, coupled with the transformation of his soul, the Xuanhuang Cauldron further blended with his soul. Now, the Xuanhuang Cauldron is no longer as difficult for him to use as it was before.

This time, in order to destroy all these people, although he did not use the Great Thunder Bell, he immediately took out the Xuanhuang Cauldron.

After all, twenty gods cannot be killed in a few breaths, and some people will still escape.

"Be careful, he has a top-notch magic weapon in his hand!"

Fang Weimin yelled, feeling jealous because even he did not have a top-notch magic weapon. Only the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, Qi Zhicun, had a top-notch magic weapon.

The Xuanhuang Cauldron gave off a terrifying aura and swept across with waves that could crush the world.

Before the cauldron could be swept, the three late-stage gods closest to Wei Fan exploded and turned into ashes and dissipated.

The fluctuations swept across, like a tide spreading across the sky, leaving nothing behind.

Two people still held magic weapons in their hands, but the magic weapons were shattered together with them in the terrifying fluctuations.

Long Sword Eagle took a breath: "What an invincible weapon!"

Wei Fan, who was holding the Xuanhuang Cauldron, even felt a little palpitated. The earthy yellow cauldron was almost indestructible.

Huo Tianzheng's eyelids were twitching wildly: "When did this kid create such a terrifying cauldron again!"

The sight before him moved even him.

Wei Fan wielded the Xuanhuang Cauldron and swept through the group of gods, as if turning in a circle. Wherever the waves swept through, no matter whether you were a person or a weapon, you were crushed into ashes by the terrifying weight.

In just an instant, the souls of seven or eight divine realm martial sects were destroyed and turned into ashes and dissipated.

"I'm afraid these people are not enough to kill him!"

You Qingfeng was shocked. Such an unparalleled magic weapon was simply terrifying. Wei Fan could activate all its power.

"Let's kill him together!"

At this time, the remaining people realized that they were all fierce masters, and all of them had magic weapons in their hands.

Wu Shifang Weimin, who had reached the divine realm, even held high-level magic weapons in his hands. Ye Jingtian and Huang Guozhong also held high-level magic weapons in their hands.

"Prisoning Dragon Stick!"

Wu Shiping shouted loudly. He held a big red copper stick in his hand and quickly zoomed in to shoot it down on Wei Fan's head. The fluctuations of the high-level magic weapon made the mountains tremble.

What he used was the Dragon Prisoning Stick Technique that was used by Prisoner Dragon Village to conquer the world.

"Liuhe Tiangang Sword!"

In Fang Weimin's hand was a black divine sword, which instantly burst out with black light and slashed at Wei Fan.

In an instant, attacks filled the sky, completely covering Wei Fan's figure.

Such a terrifying attack, except for the powerful Wu Zun, almost everyone will die.

You must know that among the people who launched the attack, there were four or five perfect masters of the divine realm holding high-level divine weapons. Their combined blow was enough to destroy an area several kilometers in radius.

"Break your scraps!"

Wei Fan carried the Xuanhuang Cauldron and turned around. The light of swords and shadows in front of him were all terrifying attacks that could easily kill those in the late stages of the God Realm.

Faced with a covering blow, he did not shy away.

The Xuanhuang Cauldron buzzed softly, and all the real power poured into it like a bursting embankment, and the earthy yellow light became even more blazing.

Then, he smashed the cauldron against the shadow of swords and swords in front of him.

Puff...

Under the blessing of the power of will, no matter whether you are a high-level magic weapon or a medium-level magic weapon, they will all break apart in an instant, and then explode.

Terrifying power swept through, and the fragments of the divine weapon disintegrated and rolled back with the force of breaking through gold and cracking stone, shooting several bloody holes in its owner's body on the spot.

"What a waste of natural resources, so many magical weapons, they were all smashed!"

Huo Tianzheng was heartbroken. In an instant, four high-level magic weapons were smashed into pieces like scrap metal in front of his eyes. How could he not feel distressed?

"This... this guy is invincible!"

Yue Chengwu, who had wanted to compete with Wei Fan, was trembling all over and was horrified.

Hong Shixian had a similar reaction!

"you are not human……"

Wu Shiping's thigh and abdomen were pierced, and his hands were cracked and bloody. He looked at Wei Fan's invincible figure in horror.

That cauldron scared him out of his wits. If Wei Fan didn't have a golden body, he would have suspected that it was a golden warrior.

So many masters joined forces to attack, but Wei Fan's cauldron was smashed into pieces, shattering their high-level magic weapon.

"This is a heavy weapon made from black yellow stone!"

Ye Jingtian trembled all over, who could be so boring and train something like Xuanhuang Stone into a top magic weapon.

The magic weapon cauldron in Wei Fan's hand was not conjured by the magic weapon's ability to grow larger or smaller, but the weapon itself was so big.

"You want to kill me and seize the Tianpeng body-washing skill. Do you have the strength?"

Wei Fan's murderous intention boiled over completely.

His cauldron not only hurt these people, but also killed all their courage.

"I'll kill you first, and then I'll come and deal with you one by one!"

With a flash of figure, he appeared beside Huang Guozhong and swept out with a cauldron.

Without the divine weapons, even masters with perfect divine realms could not block the Xuanhuang Cauldron's blow. With a pop of sound, Huang Guozhong and an elder from Tianying Fort beside him immediately turned into flying ashes and dissipated, their souls destroyed.

Immediately following them was Ye Jingtian, who was not far from them.

"Show mercy!"

Ye Jingtian turned around and ran away, shouting in horror that he actually coveted something from such a vicious person.

The next moment, the Xuanhuang Cauldron wave swept over his body, and instantly turned into a burst of flying ash and dissipated.

"I am Wu Shiping of Qiulong Village, and my father is one of the leaders of Qiulong Village."

Wu Shiping's hair stood on end, frightened by Wei Fan's menace.

Killing so many powerful elders without hesitation.

He quickly told where he came from.

"It doesn't matter if your father is the emperor!"

Wei Fan's figure flashed, and he appeared behind Wu Shiping as if he had changed his position, and beat Wu Shiping into a cloud of ashes.

Then he flashed again and killed all the remaining people, leaving only Fang Weimin.

"Wei Fan, spare my life, spare me, and the people of Shenjianmen will definitely give me generous gifts!"

Fang Weimin trembled. Seeing Wei Fan leaving him alone, he thought Wei Fan would not kill him.

Wei Fan's hair danced, and his murderous intent gradually subsided: "I left you here just to tell you that Shenjianmen has angered me, and I will destroy your Shenjianmen sooner or later!"

Killing people and destroying their hearts!

Fang Weimin instantly understood Wei Fan's intentions, and knowing that he would die, he wanted to say that Wei Fan would not die well.

The next moment, the big tripod fell and directly crushed him into ashes.

Twenty Shen Realm Wuzong, all destroyed!

His eyes drifted to the panel, which was full of prompts:

[Kill the elder of Ziyan Pavilion, get 3000 years of ordinary skills, 30 years of soul skills]

[Kill the elder of Yuehua Hall, get 3000 years of ordinary skills, 30 years of soul skills]

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[Kill Huang Guozhong, get 4000 years of ordinary skills, 40 years of soul skills]

[Kill Ye Jingtian, get 4000 years of ordinary skills, 40 years of soul skills]

[Kill Wu Shiping, get 4000 years of ordinary skills, 40 years of soul skills]

[Kill Fang Weimin, get 4000 years of ordinary skills, 40 years of soul skills]

[Ordinary skills: 44800 years]

[Soul skills: 480 years]

Ordinary skills are more than 40,000, and soul skills are about 500.

Obviously, although all 20 martial masters in the divine realm were killed, some of them did not explode with skills.

Long Jianying was shocked: "He really killed all these people!"

He originally thought that when Wei Fan was defeated, he would jump out to turn the tide and announce to Sucheng and Tongzhou with his martial arts skills that he, Long Jianying, had returned strongly.

But Wei Fan did not give him any chance at all. He killed all 20 martial masters in the God Realm by himself, and he did not even have a chance to fight back.

If he, a golden body warrior, were to kill them, he would probably only be able to do this.

"I'm afraid that when Master was young, he was not even one-tenth as good as him!"

You Qingfeng's scalp was numb. Killing 20 martial masters in the God Realm in one breath, without any escape, was simply a myth.

Huo Tianzheng, Yue Chengwu and others were staring at Wei Fan in a daze.

This kind of record has not been heard of many times in ancient and modern times.

Twenty martial masters in the God Realm besieged a late God Realm warrior, but there was not a single survivor. This battle was enough to be recorded in history and enough to make Wei Fan a god.

"He is still so fierce!"

Long Xueyi's beautiful eyes were shining, and in her eyes there was only Wei Fan's invincible figure.

"How can there be such a person in the world? Is Tianpeng Body Washing Skill so terrifying?"

It seems that the big tripod is powerful, but without the corresponding strength, how can anyone exert the power of the top magic weapon.

Li Yuming was horrified and scared.

He was one of the three people who did not participate in the siege of Wei Fan. Fortunately, they resisted their greed, otherwise he would be annihilated now.

He didn't even have the courage to look directly at Wei Fan, for fear that Wei Fan would kill him in the heat of killing.

He was trembling with fear and wanted to turn around and leave here, away from this killing god, but he was worried that if he turned around and left now, Wei Fan would think he was guilty and kill him.

The reactions of the other two were similar to his, especially the inspector Liu Jingxiang, whose mind was blank at the moment and he was terrified.

He was Zhang Juzheng's confidant. After he came to pass the order, in order to grasp Wei Fan's movements and fate, he did not leave after passing the order. He had been waiting for Wei Fan to appear in Sucheng, wanting to see how Wei Fan was killed by the Jianghu people and take away Tianpeng Body Washing Skill.

Who would have thought that when Wei Fan appeared, he would see such a frightening scene. The masters in the late stage of the Divine Realm were crushed to death like ants. In just a dozen breaths, twenty Divine Realm martial masters died.

Seven or eight elders of top forces, including Wu Shiping of Prison Dragon Village, were beaten to death by Wei Fan without mercy.

Such vicious people will be killed one by one when they have strength, no matter if you are a garrison commander, an inspector, or a prime minister.

"This time, the garrison commander made a stupid move and failed to kill Wei Fan. Next, it will be Wei Fan's turn to kill us."