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

"The sect founded by King Wu does have something!"

The formation formed a cover like a large bowl that was turned upside down to protect the Jiwu Sect, continuously absorbing the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth to strengthen it.

At the same time, the mountains are also shaking. The general trend is combined with the great formation, and the power stretches in all directions.

"At this moment, even if the Concentrating Demon approaches, his soul will be crushed by this powerful force!"

Wei Fan felt the invisible power and instantly came to the conclusion that this was the most powerful formation he had ever seen. Even the power emitted by a heavy city like Imperial Kyoto was not as powerful as the Jiwumen formation, which was pioneered back then. The Martial King of Jiwu Sect must have worked hard in the formation.

And this kind of large formation doesn't only have this ability.

"You stay here, I'll go over and take a look!"

Wei Fan left Ji Qingyue and drifted towards the Jiwumen formation.

In the formation, countless Jiwumen disciples looked at Wei Fan in shock. Jiwumen had existed for thousands of years, and the number of times the formation had been activated could be counted on one's fingers.

Disciples who have read the sect's miscellaneous notes remember that it was only activated twice. One was the Battle of Holy Death, when the founding Martial King Patriarch fell and the Jiwu Sect's mountain-protecting formation was forced to be activated.

Once, when the Demon Hunter Organization came to the wasteland and almost started a fight with the Wasteland Martial Alliance, the Jiwu Sect opened a grand formation.

Both times were earth-shattering events. This time, it was because of a Martial Lord. Even the founder of the sect could not have imagined that the great formation he had set up would one day be used to defend against a Martial Lord.

"Is he Wei Fan? He looks younger than me!"

"Not only is he young, he is said to be less than twenty years old, he is so scary!"

"Does he want to break through the great formation of our Jiwumen on his own? This is the formation set up by King Wu, and it cannot be broken except by King Wu."

"How could the sect provoke this murderous god? I heard that none of the sects that provoked him still exist!"

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The Jiwumen disciples whispered softly, and they all looked up at Wei Fan.

"The King of Martial Arts Formation?"

Wei Fan raised his eyebrows and slowly raised his fist, wanting to see if he could break through the formation set up by King Wu.

"stop!"

Jiang Li couldn't stand it anymore, so he flew out from the depths of Jiwu Sect and came to the side of the light curtain to confront Wei Fan: "Wei Fan, don't bully others too much. If you kill me, the elder of Jiwu Sect, I, Jiwu The sect has been wiped out, and you still come to attack the Jiwu Sect..."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Jiwu Sect were a little stunned. The master's tone was not as domineering as before, as if he was a little girl who had been wronged.

The Jiwu Sect has never been so humiliated before. The elder was killed and he didn't dare to take revenge. The person who killed the elder even came to settle the score.

Wei Fan retracted his fist: "I killed your Jiwumen elder because he was looking for death. I said that whoever messes with me, I will kill his whole family. Your Jiwumen wants to take advantage of me because of its power, but I am just a guard." If you are superior in skills, don't act like I'm bullying you.

There are so many sects in the world. If I don't look for them, why do I only look for you, Jiwu Sect?

You have no ghosts in your heart. How could you activate the formation to strangle me before I reach your Jiwumen? "

Jiang Li was stunned. He activated the formation just to prevent this murderous god from killing people, but when it came to his mouth, it turned into strangulating him.

Is it possible that you, the god of murder, are here and I should respectfully invite you into the mountain gate?

He looked very ugly: "What do you really want? Jiwumen just doesn't want to lose both sides with you, it's not because it's afraid of you!"

It was really too much of a deception. Even though he was so groveling, Wei Fan was still aggressive.

Wei Fan's expression remained calm: "Either the Jiwu Sect is disbanded, or I kill you all, it's that simple, you choose for yourself!"

He didn't have to kill all the thousands of disciples of Jiwu Sect. Most of the disciples were innocent. As long as Jiwu Sect was disbanded and the sect's resources were released, that would be enough.

Jiang He flew up and said, "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense to him. When has Jiwu Sect ever been afraid of anyone? What's the difference between asking Jiwu Sect to disband and killing us!"

Relying on the formation set up by King Wu, if they are still scared to disband by Wei Fan's name, they will be the laughingstock of the world in the future.

"Wei Fan, my junior brother Jiang Yi was just there to mediate the conflict between you and the Yanxia Sect. There was no ill intention, but you killed him. That's not how you bully others!"

Another elder from Jiwu Sect flew up and glared at Wei Fan.

"Whether it is malicious or not, you know better than me. What does the matter between me and the Yanxia Clan have to do with you, the Jiwu Clan? Are you relying on the power of the Jiwu Clan to suppress me and not seek revenge from the Yanxia Clan?"

Wei Fan shook his head gently: "No more nonsense, the world still depends on the fist. Now I give you ten breaths of time to consider whether Jiwu Sect will be disbanded on its own, or I will disband it!"

Jiang Li said coldly: "In less than ten breaths, I can tell you clearly that it is impossible for the Jiwu Sect to be disbanded. If you have the ability, just come in!"

While talking, he and Jiang He retreated and looked at Wei Fan outside the formation with a sneer.

Although Wei Fan killed Niu Dingtian and He Jiuling by himself, there is still a long way to go to break through Jiwumen's mountain-protecting formation. If King Wu's formation can be broken easily by a Martial Lord, then King Wu will not have any need. It took a lot of effort to set up such a big formation.

"All disciples be on alert. Once Wei Fan attacks the formation, I will fight back immediately!" Jiang Li snorted coldly.

In an instant, countless disciples of Jiwu Sect surged with power and began to connect with the key nodes of the formation. An old man with gray hair floated up to the sky holding a golden flag and looked at Wei Fan outside.

The banner's light was flowing, and countless mysterious patterns were engraved on it. The Qi machine was integrated with the entire formation.

As the flag waved, the entire formation began to ripple, and the momentum became more and more terrifying.

The formation arranged by King Wu naturally has the ability to kill the enemy, which is also one of the confidence of Jiwumen.

"Wei Fan, I will give you another chance. Retreat immediately. The grudges between Jiwumen and you can be written off. No matter what the situation is in the future, Jiwumen will not be your enemy!"

Jiang Li was still making the final effort. He really didn't want to be an enemy of a seven-color golden monster.

If Wei Fan couldn't be killed today, Jiwumen would definitely be destroyed in the future. If he could reach an agreement, he really didn't want to completely fall out with Wei Fan.

But he was not sure about killing Wei Fan. If Wei Fan realized that he couldn't resist the formation, he could retreat.

Wei Fan's expression also turned cold: "Don't implicate innocent people because of your stupidity. I will give you another chance. Disband Jiwumen and I can not kill any of you."

As he spoke, a bright golden light began to rise from his body, his skin turned golden, and a seven-color halo appeared behind him.

Under the strong aura, the surrounding winds suddenly rose, the power of heaven and earth rioted, and the light curtain of the formation was rippling, resisting the breath emitted by Wei Fan.

Jiang Li's pupils shrank violently, and he took a breath: "Golden Body Eight Forging!"

This monster is only at the seventh forging of the golden body, how long has it been, and he has broken through to the eighth forging of the golden body.

According to this trend, it is possible that he will become a martial king in a few months.

Jiang He's scalp numbed: "How is it possible..."

His voice was trembling. The most talented person in Jiwu Sect was the current head Jiang Li, but he remembered that when Jiang Li reached the eighth forging of the golden body, he was almost three hundred years old.

The eighth forging of the golden body at the age of less than twenty was simply appalling.

Such a monster, really wants to fight to the death with the other party?

"It seems that you think I can't do anything about this formation!"

Wei Fan raised his hand and punched, punching out, the essence between heaven and earth burst, he was like a meteor hitting the light curtain of the formation.

Boom...

The mountains and rivers all trembled. Wei Fan's fist slammed into the light curtain. The wave of destruction swept across, destroying a mountain forest. Countless trees rose from the ground and shattered in mid-air.

"The Wu Wang formation is indeed impressive!"

Wei Fan's eyes showed strange colors. His punch was enough to kill Niu Dingtian and He Jiuling at the same time, but he did not break the formation, just like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"This is the Wu Wang formation. Wei Fan, you can't break it. Jiwu Sect doesn't want to go against you. We were wrong before. If you do it again, we won't be polite?"

Jiang Li spoke again, feeling extremely aggrieved.

As the head of Jiwu Sect, when has he ever been so humble? He had to give in again and again when the mountain protection formation was attacked.

The reason was that Wei Fan's cultivation speed once again stunned him, and he did not let the old man who controlled the formation command the formation to counterattack.

"It's over with one wrong? If anyone in the world offends me, I will say that I am wrong. Doesn't that mean anyone can come and step on me?"

As he spoke, his eyebrows glowed, and the Tiger Soul Sword flew out from the top of his soul: "You are not polite to show me!"

As the true essence was infused, the Tiger Soul Sword flashed with cold light, emitting a sharp and boundless sword intent.

A hundred-foot-long sword light appeared, and he raised his hands high and chopped it with force.

"Teach him a lesson!" Jiang Li saw Wei Fan take out the top martial arts weapon and spoke to the old man who controlled the big flag.

Upon hearing this, the old man spread the big flag in the void and chopped Wei Fan in the air.

The next moment, a hundred-foot-long sword shadow rose from the light curtain of the big formation and swept towards Wei Fan.

Seeing this, Wei Fan turned the sword light around and chopped against the sword shadow!

Boom!

Instantly, he felt his arm tremble, and a force that he could not bear surged like a tidal wave. The blade light lasted for a breath before it exploded. Then his body retreated involuntarily, sliding dozens of meters in the void before stopping.

"You can't break the formation. We haven't used our full strength yet. If we use our full strength to activate the formation, it will not be as simple as repelling you!"

Although Wei Fan was at a disadvantage, Jiang Li still spoke softly.

Of course, it was not because he was a kind-hearted person, but because he knew that he could not afford to provoke Wei Fan, a monster. If he was 80% sure, he would have been ruthless to Wei Fan.

Those who can be the head of Jiwu Sect are not kind-hearted people.

Although he did not use his full strength, he was able to block a stranglehold of the Wuwang formation, which further explained Wei Fan's horror, because if it were him, he would have been strangled by the formation long ago.

"The King of Martial Arts' formation does have something!"

Wei Fan was also excited to see the prey, and was not in a hurry to break the formation. He wanted to see where the limit of the King of Martial Arts' formation was.

He put away the Tiger Soul Blade, and the Dragon Sunset Bow and three arrows appeared in his hand: "You didn't try your best, and neither did I!"