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

"What's up?"

Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue turned around and saw Zhou Wenli walking over quickly: "You two don't seem to be from Daqian Kingdom?"

Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue nodded. Although they changed their appearance, their voices did not change deliberately, and they spoke with some local accents. It was not surprising that Zhou Wenli could find that they were not from Daqian Kingdom.

Zhou Wenli looked Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue up and down: "Do you two know that you were sent here to die?"

While speaking with an indignant expression, he expected Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue to show surprised expressions, but neither of them had any reaction.

This made Zhou Wenli a little disappointed. It seemed that these two people knew that they were sent to die. After all, it was not too difficult to find out about the leader of the Five-Colored Demonic Ox Clan.

But unlike himself, he was unwilling to die as a victim, and these two people seemed to have accepted their fate.

Wei Fan frowned and said, "Whatever you want to say, just say it directly, no need to beat around the bush!"

Zhou Wenli was indeed sent to die, but they were not.

Zhou Wenli glanced around and said in a low voice: "Okay, let me tell the truth, everyone was pushed out to die, but I think you two seem to be ready to die, but I, Zhou Wenli, don't want to die yet.

Although I am almost eight hundred years old, I can live for hundreds of years without any problem. I would like to ask you two to create an opportunity for me to escape when the leader of the Five-Colored Demonic Cow Clan comes.

As long as I can survive, I will personally accept the two descendants as my disciples, and try my best to protect the two descendants in the future..."

It turns out that this guy is still afraid of death and wants to escape when the leader of the Five-Colored Demonic Ox comes.

It's not that he doesn't want to escape now, but if he escapes now, he will lose the face of the royal family, and the royal family will not let him go.

Waiting for the leader of the Five-Colored Demonic Cow Clan to come before escaping. It can be said that the Five-Colored Demonic Cow Clan is too strong to compete with before escaping, so that you can have a chance of survival. This is also the chance of survival left for him by the royal family when they sent him here.

However, relying on himself alone, he was not sure of escaping from the leader of the Five-Colored Demonic Ox Clan.

"Not interested in!"

Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue turned around and left before Zhou Wenli finished speaking.

"Hey...if you are not satisfied with this condition, you can talk about it again..."

Zhou Wenli shouted from behind unwillingly, but Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue quickly disappeared from his sight.

"You bastards, do you want me to die with you to be happy?"

He glared at the backs of Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue hatefully, but said helplessly: "You are so stupid, you are going to die, why don't you save my life..."

Stomping his feet, Zhou Wenli turned around and walked towards his yard.

…

In Nanchuan City, the Demon Hunter branch hall, Li Yunfei slowly put away the communication badge in his hand.

Uncle Gongyang raised his eyelids slightly: "How?"

Li Yunfei showed a wry smile: "Wei Fan rushed to Hezhou yesterday and moved into the General Military Mansion with Xie Cailin. Why...no one else wanted to care about this matter. They were afraid of the leader of the Five Colored Demon Niu Clan, so Wei Fan took the initiative to go. This Isn't that a good thing?

Others don't know his strength, but I still know a little bit. Even if he loses to the leader of the Five Colored Demonic Ox, it will not be easy for the other party to kill him. "

Uncle Gongyang shook his head: "What do you know? He has a seven-color golden body and will be a strong King of Martial Arts in the future. I really don't want him to take risks, so I didn't notify him. I didn't expect to get involved in this matter."

Li Yunfei sighed: "You don't trust Wei Fan too much. I've seen him take action several times. Maybe this time, the beast leader of the Five Colored Demonic Cow Clan will fall into Wei Fan's hands. Wei Fan seems to be acting arrogantly. But actually never do anything you’re not sure about.”

Most people don't know much about Wei Fan, because most of the monsters he has seen Wei Fan attack are dead. He has seen them a few times.

The only feeling Wei Fan gave him was that of mystery. The more he saw Wei Fan taking action, the more unfathomable he felt.

Uncle Gongyang shook his head again: "One Five-Colored Demonic Cow Clan Leader may not be able to do anything to him, but what if there are two, or even three?"

Li Yunfei was stunned when he heard this, and then his pupils shrank: "What do you mean, this might be a trap for Wei Fan?"

Uncle Gongyang nodded: "We cannot rule out this possibility. His cultivation speed is too fast. Unless the Demonic Sky Alliance wants to add another Martial King to our human race, they will definitely try their best to get rid of him in the short term.

Therefore, there may be a lot of conspiracies against him in the near future. "

Even he was shocked when he heard about Wei Fan's golden body. If he were Wei Fan's enemy, he would definitely get rid of Wei Fan by any means necessary.

Li Yunfei flipped his wrist, and the belt card appeared in his hand: "Do you want me to call him back, or remind him?"

Uncle Gongyang shook his head: "No, if there is a trap, it's too late to call him back. You rush to Hezhou now and let me know if anything happens."

Li Yunfei nodded and quickly left the branch hall.

…

Time passed slowly, and soon came the third day when Wei Fan and the others came to the General Military Mansion. Ji Qingyue was practicing in the room. Wei Fan sorted out the gains during this period, and he rummaged through the contents of each storage gourd. Once, a lot of Wu Zun martial arts came out.

"Zhuang Qinghua, if you don't want Hezhou to be littered with corpses, he will go out and die!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from outside Hezhou City. The powerful voice caused the mighty formations in Hezhou City to move, sending out glimmers of light everywhere.

In an instant, the entire Hezhou City was enveloped in a terrifying aura, and countless people collapsed to the ground helplessly.

"finally come!"

Wei Fan stood up expressionlessly, and Ji Qingyue also opened the door and appeared.

"Please give me some help!"

Zhuang Qinghua took the lead and flew out of Hezhou City. Xie Cailin did not hesitate and also broke through the air.

"Let's go!"

Wei Fan and Ji Qingyue floated up to the sky together, and finally Zhou Wenli reluctantly came.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but he knew that if he ran away before fighting, the royal family would not lose face.

The five people quickly left Hezhou City, and saw several sturdy men standing in the open space not far away. One of them was all black and had a bull head. His breath was steaming, and the power of heaven and earth was surging around him.

As soon as Wei Fan and the other five landed, the ground made a loud rumbling sound, and several large flags broke out of the ground, followed by a huge light curtain that quickly rose up to isolate the sky and the earth.

In an instant, the power of the surrounding heaven and earth was drained, and even the grass and trees on the ground seemed to wither.

"Not good, these beasts have set up a big formation here!"

Zhou Wenli looked desperate.

Once the formation was in place, it would be difficult to escape, unless he had the strength to break out of it violently. But if he had such strength, he wouldn't have to be afraid of the Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader.

He rose up with a bang, trying to escape before the formation was closed. Under the crisis of death, he no longer cared about the face of the royal family, but only wanted to survive.

Boom!

A domineering figure flew from outside the formation and blasted Zhou Wenli back with a palm.

The next moment, the formation closed completely.

"Impossible, the Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader wanted to kill Zhuang Qinghua, it is impossible to use such a formation, what is your purpose?"

His chest was shattered, and several golden bones were broken.

The Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader wanted to kill Zhuang Qinghua, it was impossible to use a formation or anything, and it was impossible to send so many masters.

Others didn't know, but the demon lord who blasted him back with a palm was definitely a top-notch strongman with a five-color golden body and nine forgings. With the arrogance of the Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader, he would not use so much manpower and material resources to deal with a mere Zhuang Qinghua.

"Be quiet, or you'll be the first to die!"

The demon lord who slammed Zhou Wenli back with a palm snorted coldly, walked to the back of the Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader and stood up.

Compared to the panicked Zhou Wenli, Wei Fan and the others did not react too violently, and they looked calm until the formation was completely closed.

In the open space in front, there were five figures, including the demon lord who flew from outside at the end. They were all big and strong, more than two meters tall, and all had certain demon characteristics.

For example, the Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader was all black and had a bull's head.

The man who slammed Zhou Wenli with a palm had hands as big as a futon, full of black hair, and even sharp claws.

There was another man with a tortoise shell covered with various patterns on his back, and another one was a three-tailed fox demon.

The most conspicuous one was the man standing side by side with the Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader. He looked normal, but he had a crane's beak, which was sharper than a sword.

In addition, the Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan Leader was holding a boy in his teens.

[Niu Dingtian: Six-color golden body nine-forged, five-color demon bull tribe leader, member of the Demon Heaven Alliance, has killed countless people]

[Kill him, you can get 20,000 years of ordinary skills, 90 years of golden body skills]

[He Jiuling: Six-color golden body nine-forged, disciple of the Xuanhe Sect, has killed countless people]

[Kill him, you can get 20,000 years of ordinary skills, 90 years of golden body skills]

[Xiong Kaishan: Five-color golden body nine-forged, tribe leader of the Feixiong tribe, member of the Demon Heaven Alliance]

[Kill him, you can get 20,000 years of ordinary skills, 90 years of golden body skills]

…

The five-color demon bull tribe leader and the crane demon are both six-color golden bodies nine-forged, and the remaining three are also five-color golden bodies nine-forged. With this lineup, killing seven-color golden bodies is enough.

Wei Fan looked calm, and glanced at Xie Cailin and Zhuang Qinghua, who looked ugly beside him, and the panel in front of him flickered again.

[Zhuang Qinghua: Five-color golden body nine-forged, general of the Hezhou Demon Suppression Division of Daqian Kingdom, colluding with demons]

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

They really came to kill him!

Xie Cailin retreated and distanced himself from Zhuang Qinghua: "How could Xiaojun be in their hands? I haven't seen him these days, I thought you sent him away..."

He had guessed something and showed a sad face!

The one being carried by Niu Dingtian, the leader of the Five-color Demon Bull, was none other than Zhuang Xiaojun, the son of Zhuang Qinghua.

"If we don't catch his son, how can he help us lure you here? The human race is useless and too emotional. They can live for hundreds of years, but they compromise with us because of their cubs."

The leader of the Five-color Demon Bull, Niu Dingtian, spoke slowly with a mocking smile.

Zhuang Qinghua also looked bleak, and turned to look at Xie Cailin: "Brother Xie, you know, I have only had such a son in my hundreds of years. Even if I bear the infamy and do something against my conscience, I can't let him get hurt..."