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

In the main hall of the head of the Divine Sword Sect, as the army of the Suppressing Demon Division advanced, thousands of disciples of the Divine Sword Sect retreated here. Except for Yu Chaosheng and others who wanted to break out, there was no fighting in other directions.

On the vast martial arts field, a figure stood proudly with a sword in one hand, and his straight waist was as straight as a spear, as if a huge mountain was standing there.

Just by looking at his back, Wei Fan knew that this must be Situ Feng, the second commander of the Demon Suppression Division who had always been famous but had never been seen before.

Not far away, the old head of Shen Dao Sect had snow-white hair and a skinny face. Next to him, stood a white deer that was half a man tall.

"That white deer is the sacred beast of the Shen Dao Sect. It is said that it was raised by the founder of their sect personally and has lived for four to five hundred years."

Zhang Xianlong came closer.

The personnel contraction is over, and war will most likely begin.

The war in Qingyun Mountain is tense, and the second commander has been delayed here for a long time, and it is impossible to continue to fight against the Divine Sword Sect.

There are hundreds of demon-suppressing guards and thousands of soldiers. Over time, problems will arise in the operation of the demon-suppressing department, and uncontrollable factors may also arise from the outside world.

"Master Situ, didn't you say you would give us three more days?"

The old leader of the Shen Dao Sect opened his eyes with a complicated look on his face. He understood that the three-day deadline was most likely Situ Feng's lie.

Situ Feng relaxed his body, shook his head and said: "I don't have time to waste time with you, the war in Qingyun Mountain is tense, and the commander-in-chief can't support himself alone.

In the morning, news came from the commander-in-chief that the White Elephant Demon Lord appeared in Qingyun Mountain. I had to rush there as soon as possible.

It took a month, which is enough to give you face. "

Zhang Xianlong turned back and glanced at Wei Fan. The White Elephant Demon Lord appeared, probably because of the murder of the White Elephant Young Master.

Now except for the three of them, no one knows that Wei Fan killed Young Master Bai Xiang.

The old head of the Divine Sword Sect was still a little unwilling: "Is it true that we can't let Bai Lu go? As long as we can let Bai Lu go, the Divine Sword Sect will pay any price, and we can give a copy of all the secret books to the Demon Suppressing Division, and I can do that too. Let all the disciples in the sect come down from the mountain and work for the Demon Suppressing Division to atone for Bailu’s sins.”

Situ Feng looked calm. If other conditions could be negotiated, he would have put forward it long ago: "The man-eating demon cannot be kept. I, Situ Feng, agree. I will go and ask the dozens of people who were eaten by him if they agree."

Bai Lu became a little restless and looked at Situ Feng with scarlet eyes.

The old head of the Divine Sword Sect raised his hand to appease Bai Lu, and said softly: "When I was young, my family suffered a disaster, and my master brought me to the Divine Sword Sect. Since then, I have been with him every day. At that time, my qualifications were not the best. He is not qualified to be a disciple of Master, and is not favored by Master.

It was he who begged the master to accept me as his disciple, and he often went into the mountains to find various precious medicines for me.

Later, when I went down the mountain to practice, it was worried and kept secretly helping me. Even when he took over as leader, he overcame all opinions and said that if I had not taken over as leader, he would not agree to open the concentration space, so that I could be among the brothers. Stand out from the crowd and take the position of leader..."

In this regard, Situ Feng only had a few cold words: "It eats people. Once these beasts taste the deliciousness of human flesh and know that there are such great medicines in the world, they will never change. Don't say it is only for you." Well, even your own father can't keep it.

The look in his eyes makes you want to eat everyone. "

The old head of the Shen Dao Sect sighed and gently stroked the white deer: "If a fight breaks out, you should try to escape for your life. You have been guarding the Shen Dao Sect for hundreds of years. Let us protect you today."

For Shen Dao Sect, White Deer involves inheritance and the space of concentration.

Many people thought that he wanted to protect the White Deer just for the sake of the inheritance of the Divine Sword Sect.

But to him, Bai Lu is his elder who is both a teacher and a friend. He has known Bai Lu since he was a child, and their relationship is unusually close.

When the young man went down the mountain to practice, Bailu even saved his life.

This time, it was their recklessness that caused the White Deer to be backlashed by the God-Gathering Space, and it was only when there was something wrong with its spirit that it began to eat people.

Situ Feng showed a sarcastic smile: "It seems you have made a decision... but do you think this beast can escape under my nose?"

The old head of the Divine Sword Sect calmed down: "Master Situ is indeed tyrannical, but with the power of my Divine Sword Sect, I can still block you for a few breaths. The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, form a great formation of ten thousand swords, and the guardian beasts will leave. ”

On the martial arts field, there were terrifying fluctuations on his body.

At the same time, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect behind him also moved, and the auras were connected end to end, passing layer by layer, and they were about to be connected with the aura on his body.

"The formation of ten thousand swords? I really want to see it, but it's a pity that I can't give this beast a chance to escape!"

A look of regret flashed in Situ Feng's eyes, and a shadow several feet high suddenly appeared from his body, emitting a bright light.

In an instant, the terrifying aura swept across like a wave, shocking the entire audience.

Wei Fan and the others behind Situ Feng didn't feel it strongly yet, but the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect opposite, including the old master, all looked horrified, feeling that even if they could form a great formation of ten thousand swords, they would not be able to do anything to Situ. peak.

"Magic weapon!"

Someone screamed and yelled wildly, and in the hand of the huge shadow was a large sword with a dazzling light.

The martial arts masters in the divine realm are able to create things that can be stored in a magical place.

In fact, even places like the God-Gathering Space can only be created by the Divine Realm Martial Arts Sect. This is why sects that have been in the Divine Realm Martial Arts Sect can guarantee that their sects will always have the Divine Realm Martial Arts Sect from now on.

Even if these magical things can be created, how can the weapons used by the divine martial sect be ordinary things.

The phantom held the magic weapon in his hand and struck it down with a sword in the air. Everyone who saw this scene felt as if their souls were torn apart, and except for this sword, everything else in their eyes disappeared.

boom!

The blade fell, and the old leader of the Divine Sword Sect flew backwards, blood spurting from his mouth.

He wanted to form a large formation of ten thousand swords to block Situ Feng for a few breaths and give Bailu a chance to escape. However, in front of Situ Feng, there was no chance for the formation to be formed. As the most important figure in the formation, he Was sent flying out.

Everyone was shocked. They were both divine realm martial arts masters, masters of swordsmanship, and the old head of the Divine Sword Sect was not the enemy of Situ Feng.

"Roar……"

The white deer also had a look of horror on its face. Seeing that the old leader was no match for the enemy, it kicked its hooves on the ground in fear, and its figure rose into the sky like a cannonball.

"I said you can't walk in front of me, do you think I'm bragging?"

As soon as the voice sounded, Situ Feng's figure had already disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of the white deer at some point, as if the white deer was panicking and hurriedly rammed into his blade.

puff……

Before Bai Lu could make any move, his head was pierced by the blade, and scarlet demon blood spilled out.

Everyone thought that Bai Lu was dead, but they saw a fist-sized white deer suddenly emerge from Bai Lu's head, and he fled madly in another direction.

"I've been waiting for you!"

A huge spiritual shadow appeared on Situ Feng's body again. He held the magic weapon in his hand and struck it down. The fist-sized white deer was frozen motionless.

The anxious voice of the old master of the Shen Dao Sect sounded: "Be merciful!"

The blade did not hesitate at all because of his voice, and fell straight down, disappearing like a fist-sized white deer bubble.

The entire Shen Dao Sect martial arts arena was silent, even the people from the Demon Suppressing Department were restrained.

The White Deer is not an ordinary beast, but the sacred beast of the Divine Sword Sect, a great demon in the realm of concentration, but he was killed like this, destroying the soul.

The expressions of the disciples of the Shen Dao Sect were complicated, as if they were grieving, but also as if they had let go of a heavy burden.

Situ Feng descended from the sky: "Do you still want to resist? If you still want to resist, I will give you the opportunity to form a great formation of ten thousand swords this time."

The old head of the Divine Sword Sect looked sad, and was supported by Yu Chaosheng and others: "You have become a master in martial arts, and the combined strength of the Divine Sword Sect is not enough for you to kill alone..."

The white deer is dead, there is no point in taking action.

But what he didn't understand was why Situ Feng had to face off at the Divine Sword Gate for so long since he had such means.

Situ Feng shook his head: "The Shen Dao Sect has been quite decent these years, and the disciples in the sect are doing their best to kill demons and eliminate demons in the Demon Suppression Department. I am willing to give you a chance!"

The old master was stunned for a while, then suddenly sat down and took off his sword: "Disciple Lu Zheng, please obey the order. From now on, you will be the sixth generation master of the Divine Sword Sect!"

Lu Zheng and the elders of the Shen Dao Sect cried out in sorrow, but nothing could be changed.

After the transfer was over, the old leader looked at Situ Feng: "You can punish him now."

After he stepped down as the leader, even if he was killed on the spot, the Shen Dao Sect could still save a lot of face.

Situ Feng nodded: "You can spend the rest of your life in the Demon-Suppressing Prison. As for the leader of the Seven Meridians, go to Qingyun Mountain with me. Each of you can kill a ninth-level demon that condenses the core. You will be exempted from the guilt. Otherwise, you will guard Qingyun Mountain for ten years." , I am the one who makes the decision for the rest of the disciples.”

This punishment is not light, but it is not severe either. The old leader doesn't have a few good years to live anyway.

Situ Feng still didn't have the heart to wipe out all the first-class factions.

The human sect still has merit. Not only will its disciples enter the Demon Suppression Department to gain experience, but when wars are tight in important places like Qingyun Mountain, elders will also come down from the mountain to help guard the area.

It is easy to wipe out a magic sword sect, but if it chills the hearts of all sects, the consequences will be really serious.

As he spoke, Situ Feng's eyes sharpened and he looked in the direction of Yu Chaosheng: "You took action before, but you stopped in time, but you must be held accountable. You and your disciple Che Jie each need to kill two ninth-grade demons, otherwise Yongzhen Qingyun Mountain.”

Yu Chaosheng hurriedly agreed.

The matter with the Divine Sword Sect ended here. Situ Feng left with the old head of the Divine Sword Sect and the leader of the Seven Meridians, while Wei Fan and others followed the army back to the Demon Suppression Division.

"Have a good rest for a few days and won't go out for the time being!"

Long Xueyi rode her horse and approached Wei Fan. Her task of leading the way was not completed.

Now Wei Fan can't move for the time being, and the White Elephant Demon Lord has come out of the mountain. Although he doesn't know if he already knows that Wei Fan killed the White Elephant Young Master, but he can't gamble, he has to avoid the fierce power of the White Elephant Demon Lord.

Don't look at Situ Feng killing the white deer with two blows, but the concentrated demon looks ordinary.

In fact, even if Long Xueyi was at the ninth level of heavenly being and the Concentrating Demon wanted to kill her, it would not be as difficult as it would be for Situ Feng to kill Bai Lu.

These two swords may seem simple, but they are the essence of Situ Feng's martial arts.

Practicing martial arts to achieve perfection is the ultimate goal pursued by the martial arts sects in the divine realm.

It was also because of the Divine Sword Sect that she realized that of the three commanders of the Suppressing Demon Division, the most terrifying one was probably Situ Feng.

…

In the Hall of Merit, Wei Fan took out his silver waistband and handed it to He Wei.

Seeing the silver waistband, He Wei's eyes widened: "Brother Wei..."

He subconsciously wanted to call Brother Wei, but he changed his mind temporarily: "Master Wei has become a demon hunter!"

Becoming a demon hunter means that Wei Fan is already a celestial martial artist.

Wei Fan smiled and said: "Brother He, please call me Brother Wei. Let's see what I can get in exchange for these achievements."

He Wei was somewhat touched, and then shook his head: "Then I will be arrogant and continue to call you Brother Wei. You are already a demon hunter, so how can I be qualified to serve a demon hunter? You can go to the side. The affairs of the demon hunters in Su City are handled by Mr. Huo. You can go. Mr. Huo should be here now!

In fact, if you have merits in the future, you don't have to come back to Su City. The Demon Suppression Department in each county city can exchange merits for demon hunters."

Wei Fan nodded. Long Xueyi told him this.

Becoming demon hunters, they actually have little to do with Su City, but everyone is nostalgic. Going to the Demon Suppression Department in other cities is not as good as the places they are familiar with. Going to those places, you can't sleep well.

Taking the waist card handed back by He Wei, Wei Fan turned to the side, and sure enough, he saw Mr. Huo who was sipping tea.

Mr. Huo poured him a cup of tea and asked with a smile: "How do you feel about being a demon hunter for the first time?"

Wei Fan shook his head: "It feels pretty bad!"

Mr. Huo was stunned, obviously not expecting Wei Fan to say that.

He had received people who were demon hunters for the first time, and they were either excited or scared. Wei Fan was the first to say this.

"Tell me in detail, what's wrong?"

He showed an interested expression.

Wei Fan took a sip of tea, and it still had that familiar taste. If he had enough merits, he would change to something like this: "It took three days to rush here, and six days to wait for the demons to appear. In the end, the battle ended in less than a quarter of an hour, and the demons all ran away..."

Mr. Huo was speechless for a while. It turned out that this guy was not satisfied with the fighting. He thought he was abused by the masters of the Demon Heaven Alliance.

"Let me see the badge!"

Wei Fan took out the badge.

The demon hunter's badge can record merits. At this moment, there are four more red dots on the silver demon, which means that he went out this time and killed four Condensation Demons.

As for those below Condensation, the badge will not record.

"Good guy!"

As his mind was infused, Mr. Huo couldn't help but show a gleam in his eyes.

A second-grade Condensation Demon, a fourth-grade Condensation Demon, a fifth-grade Condensation Demon, and a seventh-grade Condensation Demon.

Killing so many demons, he still felt unsatisfied. He thought he had only killed some first- and second-grade Condensation Demons.

"Have you broken through the Heavenly Man Realm?"

Old Huo looked up in shock.

If I remember correctly, Wei Fan has only been here to comprehend the Heavenly Man Chapter of the Purple Black Tortoise Classic for about ten days.

What is ten days enough for?

Even when Zhang Xianlong and others came here to comprehend the Heavenly Man Realm's skills, they didn't even comprehend the skills in ten days.

But Wei Fan not only comprehended the skills in ten days, but also broke into the Heavenly Man Realm.

This speed even shocked him.