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

After returning home, Wei Fan carried a bag of things and went out again. The things inside were none other than the secret book he had obtained before and part of the gold and silver.

After going to Sioux City and entering the Demon-Suppressing Division, I didn’t know when I would be able to come back, so naturally I had to leave something for my sister’s family.

Recently, he has done a lot of things for Yuncheng, but he has also offended a lot of people, so he has never contacted his sister's family. Now that his enemies are dead and caught, he no longer has these worries.

After walking for a while, a small courtyard appeared in front of me. It was not as good as the one where Wei Fan lived.

His brother-in-law's family is not a wealthy family, but an ordinary family. They do some craft work to make a living.

"Uncle! Hug..."

As soon as he stepped through the gate, his nephew rushed over, and Wei Fan immediately bent down and picked him up.

"Xiaofan, why are you here!"

Hearing the noise, my sister and her husband also came out.

"Come see you!"

Holding his nephew in his arms, Wei Fan walked into the house and sat down. He put down the bag he had brought with him and soon the two siblings started chatting about home affairs.

After chatting until late at night, Wei Fan made it clear that he was going to Suppress the Demon Division and what he had brought with him. Only then did Wei Fan get up and go back.

…

"coming!"

"As soon as he opens the door, I will slash him out with my knife. Even if he is a fifth-level master of acupuncture opening, he will still suffer hatred!"

"Kill him, leave Yuncheng overnight, and catch up with Han Bai and the others. Even if the people from the Suppressing Demon Division come in person, they can't find out that it was me who killed him."

Han Qian stood behind the gate of Wei Fan's yard and held her breath, waiting for Wei Fan to open the door.

According to the information he inquired about, Wei Fan's combat effectiveness was around the third level of acupuncture, and he himself was a fourth-level acupuncture practitioner. Under a sneak attack, he was sure to kill a fifth-level acupuncture expert with one strike.

"Huh? Your steps stopped. Did you find me?"

He found that the footsteps approaching from far away actually stopped when they were approaching the door, and did not step forward to open the door.

"Come out, do you want to sneak up on me behind the door?"

Just when he was confused, a calm voice came from the other side of the door.

"How did he find out? Did he deliberately defraud me?"

Han Qian still couldn't believe that when his ambush was discovered, energy began to rise outside.

At this moment, he understood that the other party had really discovered him. If he didn't go out, the other party would break the door.

"You're very alert, and you actually found me. But I'm curious, since you found me, why didn't you use your plan to attack me?"

Han Qian opened the door and saw Wei Fan standing not far away, one hand pressed on the handle of the knife, with no surprised expression on his face.

Wei Fan shook his head: "Because I don't want to break my door and find someone to repair it tomorrow."

He looked at the person in front of him whose face was covered with black cloth, and the panel began to flash:

[Han Qian: The fourth level of acupuncture, killing people and grabbing treasures, killing innocent people indiscriminately]

[Kill him and you will gain 40 years of skill]

Wei Fan prefers to kill monsters because monsters have more explosive skills.

The man in black named Han Qian in front of him is at the fourth level of Acupuncture, which is the same level as Lao Xiong's fourth level of True Realm. However, while Lao Xiong can exert his power for 160 years, Han Qian can only do it for 40 years.

A look of surprise flashed in Han Qianwei's eyes outside. Unexpectedly, Wei Fan didn't use a trick to sneak attack him because he didn't want to damage his door: "It seems that you are very confident and think you can kill me without a sneak attack!"

"Tell me your origins and why you came to kill me, and I can give you a good time later!"

Wei Fan was not in a hurry to take action.

There are almost no such masters in a small place like Yuncheng who are masters of the fourth level of acupuncture. Ordinary households cannot afford to support such masters.

When a person like this comes to assassinate him, it is best to find out the matter and the background of Han Qian. If there are other enemies, it is best to kill them all.

"Young people are really crazy. How many monsters have been killed in a place like this where the inheritance is imperfect? ​​Do you really think you are invincible?"

He was already sure that the person in front of him was the head catcher Wei Fan, because this arrogance was almost exactly the same as the Wei Fan he knew.

Han Qian immediately said: "I won't talk nonsense with you, I will send you on your way. Remember not to be so crazy in the next life!"

He raised the sword in his hand, and at the same time, with one step, a sword energy struck and killed Wei Fan.

Before the sword energy arrived, an icy cold air surged in all directions, causing the air temperature to drop suddenly, as if the cold winter was coming.

Wei Fan's expression remained unchanged, his palms suddenly swelled, a faint roar came from his body, and he smashed Han Qian's sword energy into pieces with one palm.

"Catch the sword energy with your bare hands?"

Han Qian's eyes almost popped out of his head. Is his body made of iron?

His sword energy didn't even break the opponent's skin, but only left some ice crystals on his hand.

Isn't Wei Fan's most powerful thing the Dragon's Roar Shattering Heaven Finger? Why have you become a master of body training again?

In an instant, Han Qian realized that the information he had gleaned was not correct at all.

"That's all you have? I thought you were so powerful, you're not even as good as that old bear outside the city."

Wei Fan was as fast as lightning. He didn't even draw the knife, he quickly stepped forward and slapped him with his palm again.

The giant bear's palm is not weak. As the only true martial art he has mastered, this palm technique ranks among the top among his killing moves. However, the old bear's strength is stronger than him, and his body is also terrifying. The giant bear's palm is The old bear seemed a little weak.

In an instant, there was an explosion in the air, and a terrifying pressure like the weight of Mount Tai hit Han Qian directly.

"True martial arts, practice palm skills horizontally!"

Han Qian's pupils shrank violently, and a huge roar echoed in the dark night, as if he saw an angry bear.

He desperately retracted the sword and struck it against the huge palm.

In the dark night, the dazzling blade light almost condensed into a solid, and instantly chopped on the palm that was slapping.

The power of this blade was more powerful than the previous one.

Clang!

A dull loud sound echoed, and Han Qian felt that he was slashing a huge mountain with a blade. In an instant, the blade light shattered, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the precious sword flew out of his hand, almost cutting off his own head.

"That was close!"

He was shocked and broke into a cold sweat. If it weren't for the body-protecting true qi that bounced the precious sword away, he would have been killed by his own sword.

"This is a monster, run!"

Almost instantly, he gave up the idea of ​​killing Wei Fan to avenge City Lord Pan. The strength of the two was not at the same level at all. The terrifying and powerful force, like a body made of fine steel, he didn't even have the qualifications to break the defense.

However, as soon as this idea came up, before he could put it into action, the big hand that shook off his precious sword shattered his body-protecting true qi like a broken bamboo and grabbed his neck.

"Ugh..."

The feeling of suffocation, coupled with the great pain of his neck being almost broken, made him unable to help but make an uncomfortable sound.

"Now! Can you tell me why you came to kill me?"

Wei Fan tore off the black cloth, and saw the face of a middle-aged man, with a look of horror.

"Don't even think about it. If you have the guts to kill me, someone will avenge me in the future!"

Han Qian felt that he could breathe, and he was terrified but did not give in.

Wei Fan smiled kindly: "It's not urgent to kill you, don't you want someone to avenge you? What if they don't avenge you? Tell me who asked you to kill me, and I'll go find them, so someone will definitely help you avenge, don't you think?"

It seemed to make sense!

Han Qian's face showed a hint of hesitation for a moment, but it quickly disappeared: "You are dreaming!"

It was a close call, he was almost tricked into revealing his identity.