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

In Weijiazhuang, large boxes filled with gold, silver and jewelry were carried out, and of course there were also boxes containing secret manuals, elixirs and medicinal materials.

At this moment, a large number of reinforcements from the Demon Suppression Division have arrived, replacing Wei Fan and the first group of people to deal with the Wei family's affairs.

Not far away, there were corpses covered with white cloth.

Although the Demon Suppression Guards had the upper hand during the battle, eight Demon Suppression Guards and a dozen soldiers were killed, and there were more injured.

Su Guangwen and Peng Mingjie, who had already returned, were both dead, and the other three teammates Shen Wei, Yu Hong and Duan Anyue were also injured.

As for Xie Zhiyuan, who was attacked by the Condensed Pill Fox Demon, the generous man had become a cold corpse, one of the eight corpses.

Except for Wei Fan, who had only seen Xie Zhiyuan once, Li Fengyi and others showed uncomfortable expressions, with red eyes.

Wei Fan had already absorbed the icy power of the two ice souls, which was suppressed in his body by his blood and qi.

In fact, a master of body refining can also fight with this extreme power, but ordinary people dare not do so. This extreme power is not completely controlled. When used in battle, it can not only hurt the enemy, but also hurt oneself.

Wei Fan didn't know how to comfort Li Fengyi and others. He looked at a tall figure not far away.

Chen Qiming, the demon-suppressing adjutant!

The master who flew directly from Sucheng.

He was still a step late. When he arrived at the battlefield of Shan Jinhong and others, he only saw Shan Jinhong's tattered body. As for Wei Changqing and the two condensed pill fox demons, they were gone.

"Return to the city!"

After everything was handled, Chen Qiming gave an order, and Wei Fan and others jumped on their war horses and began to return to Sucheng.

Carrying the property of the Wei family and the bodies of Shan Jinhong and others, the group left in a mighty manner.

Behind them, a fire broke out, and Weijiazhuang was directly set on fire, leaving nothing behind.

Along the way, Wei Fan and others did not communicate again until they entered the gate of the Demon Suppression Division and handed over their war horses. Then they walked together and started talking.

Peng Mingjie smiled bitterly and said, "The captain was killed, the lieutenant was killed, what should we do next!"

Li Fengyi said, "Wait, the superiors should arrange a new lieutenant and captain soon, let's not talk about this, go to the Merit Hall to register the merits this time, Lieutenant Shan is dead, the Demon Suppression Division will definitely take revenge, and there may be a lot of tasks next, everyone should try to stay in the Demon Suppression Division and don't go out."

Although Lieutenant Shan Jinhong was killed this time and the Demon Suppression Division returned in defeat, the merits of these Demon Suppression Guards will not be wiped out.

On the contrary, because of the appearance of the Dan Ning Great Monster, their merits will become even greater.

Several people quickly went to the Merit Hall to register their merits, and Li Fengyi and others exchanged their merits for pills.

"Do you want pills too?" He Wei looked at Wei Fan, who was the last one.

Wei Fan shook his head: "I want Bingpo, all replaced with Bingpo, thank you."

Li Fengyi frowned. In Weijiazhuang, didn't she take Wei Fan to find two Bingpo? He should want a body refining pill.

The speed of body refining is faster when the body refining pill is combined with the ice spirit.

Wei Fan naturally wants the body refining pill to save some power, but two body refining pills are not enough.

For him, the easiest thing to get is power rather than merit.

Soon, He Wei brought three ice spirits to Wei Fan.

"There are three!"

Seeing the three ice spirits, Wei Fan showed a hint of joy on his face.

Li Fengyi and others were right. Although the lieutenant died, their merits did increase because of the appearance of the condensed pill monster.

Logically, his merit this time is not as great as the last time he killed Hu Yulang and Wei Hongying, but because of the appearance of the condensed pill monster, his merits are greater.

Taking the ice spirit, several people walked out of the merit hall.

Just as he stepped out of the gate, several people came towards him, and the leader was still a purple-clothed demon-suppressing guard.

Wei Fan clearly noticed that when he saw this person, Li Fengyi and others had a gloomy look on their faces.

This person also saw Li Fengyi and the others, and immediately said in a gloating tone: "Hey! Isn't this Li Fengyi? I heard that Xie Zhiyuan is dead, but you guys are still alive."

Li Fengyi's face immediately sank: "I'm in a bad mood now, Zhang Wei, you'd better be more kind!"

Peng Mingjie, Shen Wei and the others also glared at him.

Zhang Wei saw this and laughed even more happily: "Haha... Are you in a bad mood? Then I'm happy."

Li Fengyi and the others' eyes were about to spit fire, but they could do nothing.

As a purple-clothed demon-suppressing guard, Zhang Wei's cultivation was obviously not something they could contend with, and this was the Demon-Suppressing Division. Even if they were not afraid of Zhang Wei's cultivation, they could not take action!

In the verbal confrontation, he couldn't win the other party, because Xie Zhiyuan was indeed dead, and he had to endure this anger no matter how aggrieved he was.

Zhang Wei suddenly turned his gaze to Wei Fan: "I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

Wei Fan grinned: "Yes, what advice do you have for me?"

Seeing this, Zhang Wei turned around and laughed with the people with him: "Brothers, this new guy is smart, it seems I have to give him a few words."

While speaking, he looked at Wei Fan again: "Little brother, let me tell you, in a place like the Demon Suppression Division, the most important thing is to follow the right person. Only by following a master can you live long and gain merit.

I can tell from the fact that you followed the wrong person. The others are all fine, but you, the captain and lieutenant are all dead. If you continue like this, you might die one day."

Wei Fan nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, you mean it's right to follow you!"

Zhang Wei gave a thumbs up: "You are really smart. It's definitely better to follow me than to follow Li Fengyi and other trash."

"Wei Fan, don't listen to him!"

"This guy has bad intentions!"

"Don't be fooled. He is at odds with us. He is deliberately trying to use you to disgust us."

Su Guangwen, Shen Wei and others became anxious and reminded Wei Fan not to be fooled.

But the more anxious they became, the prouder Zhang Wei became: "Brother, if you agree, I will find someone to transfer you to my command. Our captain is one of the top strongest among the captains of the Demon Suppression Division." If you follow us, you will definitely have a future.”

Wei Fan looked hesitant, scratched his head and said, "But I don't know you. Who knows whether what you said is true or false? What if you lied to me? Captain Xie Zhiyuan resisted my blow and proved his strength. Just follow him, why don't you give me a blow and let's see if you are an arrogant person or a really strong person."

Zhang Wei's face darkened. No matter how slow his reaction was, he understood at this moment that Wei Fan had been pretending for a long time in order to stab him: "You really don't know the heights of the world. You want to stab me. Do you have the ability?"

Wei Fan showed a sarcastic expression: "What, don't you dare? You can boast loudly, don't be a coward..."

His voice drawled.

He had long been dissatisfied with this arrogant Zhang Wei. Although he was not familiar with Xie Zhiyuan, the bold Xie Zhiyuan left a deep impression on him. Using someone who died fighting a demon to attack his teammates was such an act. Next work.

And if he really is a novice who doesn't understand anything and is fooled into leaving Li Fengyi's team by this threat, he may end up badly.

Wanting to transfer him away from Li Fengyi's team was not a good intention.

If he is not very familiar with Li Fengyi and others, these few words may create a gap between him and Li Fengyi and others, and his intentions are extremely sinister.

"I can not?"

In front of the Hall of Merit, Zhang Wei looked sarcastic: "This is a clumsy way of provoking a general. Even if I dare to let you attack me, you don't have the guts!"

He's just a newcomer. Not to mention one, even ten knives can't hurt him even a hair.

If the skill difference is too big, if you hit someone, it doesn't mean that you can't hurt it, but the rebound of the body-protecting Qi will kill you.

"I've always been very courageous!"

Wei Fan wanted to slash Zhang Wei, but Zhang Wei also wanted to teach this arrogant newcomer a lesson.

Soon Zhang Wei got into his stance, and his true energy formed a luminous arc around his body: "Get away!"

He put his hands behind his back, asked the people with him to step away, and then looked at Wei Fan: "You can come and chop, but my broken arm has nothing to do with it."

He was confident that when the red-clothed demon-suppressing guard slashed at him, his true energy would break the opponent's arm.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't kill people, he would even be sure to shock them to death.

As a purple-clothed demon-suppressing guard, he has reached the eighth level of acupoint opening.

Although he is not a genius with thirty years of Dantian Zhenqi, his Dantian Zhenqi has reached more than 20 years, and he has eight levels of acupoint opening. His Dantian plus orifice acupoints also have nearly six hundred years of Zhenqi.

"Brother Zhang, don't go too far. Just teach him a lesson. It's not good if you kill someone!"

The people with Zhang Wei reminded him as they backed away.

The Demon Suppressing Division prohibits colleagues from doing anything, but it does not prohibit the "discussion" agreed upon by both parties. The premise is that no one is killed. If someone loses his life, it is not a discussion, and someone from above will be held accountable.

Under the protective energy, Zhang Wei nodded gently: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."

Wei Fan stepped forward, with knife intent surging in his heart: "If you can break my arms, it's because my skills are inferior to others. Everyone can testify that it has nothing to do with you."

As he spoke, he grabbed the handle of the knife with lightning fingers and quickly pulled it out.

Clang…

A crisp sound of the sword echoed in the ears, and the sword intent soaring to the sky burst out of the body in an instant, and the edge was no longer concealed at all.

"Knife intention!"

Zhang Wei's pupils contracted violently, and he felt as if every inch of his skin was being touched by the tip of a knife, sending a frightening sting.

At the same time, the body-protecting Qi in front of him seemed to be poked by countless invisible knife tips, showing countless tiny knife marks.

"This kid actually understood the meaning of the sword. Where did he come from?"

Zhang Wei was shocked.

The red-robed demon-suppressing guard understands the meaning of the sword?

Even among the Ziyi Demon Guards, there are not many people who understand the meaning of the sword. Something like the meaning of the sword cannot be understood through inheritance, and it requires a certain amount of understanding.

Zhang Wei's scalp was numb, and it was too late to stop. His Dantian and acupuncture points were vibrating crazily, and the body-protecting Qi in front of him began to thicken rapidly.

He probably only used the fifth level of skill before, but now he wishes he could use the twelfth level of skill.

A sword flashed in his eyes, like a crescent moon falling, and the body-protecting energy was cut open by an invisible sharp blade, and fell on Zhang Wei's chest in an instant.

Peng!

Zhang Wei felt a pain in his chest, and his body flew up and hit him in the back.

Soul-killing demon-killing knife!

With a huge strength of 200,000 kilograms in one arm, coupled with the extremely powerful martial skill of the Soul-Destroying Demon-Slaying Sword, Wei Fan didn't even use his true energy to kill Zhang Wei, the purple-clothed demon-suppressing guard.

In terms of skill alone, he is not as good as Wei Hongying before him.

Even though Wei Fan didn't use his true energy, he was no longer the same Wei Fan as he was when he fought with Wei Hongying. His single-arm strength had changed from 100,000 kilograms at that time to 200,000 kilograms.

There is also a soul-killing demon-killing knife!

This is a martial art that can truly unleash the power of the sword.

Although Wei Fan understood the intention of the sword in the past, his use of the intention of the sword was like a person who has cultivated the true energy and does not know martial arts. He can only use the true energy to hit roughly.

The Soul-Destroying Demon-Slaying Sword truly brought out the full power of his junior-level sword intent.

He even held back, otherwise this knife would not have chopped Zhang Wei away, but directly chopped him in half.

"Good!"

Looking at Zhang Wei flying backwards, Li Fengyi couldn't help but shout.

"You deserve it, you are here pretending to be a master!"

"It's so refreshing!"

Peng Mingjie, Shen Wei and others also couldn't help but shout, looking very happy.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?"

"Shameless, you have comprehended the sword and pretended to be a rookie here to trick Brother Zhang!"

The people with Zhang Wei were shocked and hurried to help Zhang Wei up. They had forgotten that they had asked Zhang Wei to teach Wei Fan a lesson.

Zhang Wei's clothes on his chest were cut open, and a knife wound more than ten inches long appeared. The blood had dyed his clothes red.

"I was so blind. The person who comprehended the sword actually pretended to be a red-clothed demon-suppressing guard. Do you dare to leave your name?"

Zhang Wei ignored his companions' concern and looked at Wei Fan with a solemn look. He knew that he had been tricked and this knife could not get back at him for the time being.

"Your ears are defective!"

Zhang Wei was stunned, and then he remembered that Li Fengyi and others had been calling the man who chopped him flying Wei Fan.

Wei Fan sheathed his knife: "In the future, it's better not to make fun of dead people!"

He turned around and grinned at Li Fengyi and others: "Let's go, this guy is incompetent and not qualified to be my boss!"

"He really has no ability!"

"He just became the Purple Clothes Demon Guard because of the people behind him!"

"That knife should have been cut deeper, just chop him to death."

"Now I'm happy!"

...

As they talked, several people left, leaving Zhang Wei and others with sullen faces.

"No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened today!"

"Help me protect the law!"

It was so embarrassing that he immediately gave several men a gag order and sat down to heal his wounds.

"Puff!"

After a few breaths, Zhang Wei spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The wound on his chest not only did not stop bleeding, but it was widening at a slow speed.

Zhang Wei looked ugly. His true Qi could not expel the remaining knife intent on the wound. When he tried to expel it, it actually widened the wound: "Take me to find the captain!"

Upon hearing this, several men hurriedly carried Zhang Wei and ran, and soon found their immediate superior - the demon-suppressing captain Situ Ying.

Situ Ying just glanced at the wound on Zhang Wei's chest, and before Zhang Wei could speak, he gently slapped Zhang Wei on the back.

Puff!

An invisible knife intent flew out of Zhang Wei's wound and hit the table not far away.

The table just shook a little, and there was no big problem.

But the next moment, the place where the invisible knife intent hit the table seemed to be weathered, and fine wood chips fell down.

Zhang Wei's eyes flashed with shock, and he turned around and bowed to Situ Ying, saying, "Thank you, sir."

Situ Ying waved his hand and sat back on the big chair: "You provoked my senior brother, and asked them to chop you with the Soul-Destroying Demon-Slaying Sword?"

Soul-Destroying Demon-Slaying Sword?

Zhang Wei's pupils contracted. No wonder his true energy could not expel the sword intent. It turned out to be the second commander's unique skill, the Soul-Destroying Demon-Slaying Sword.

Zhang Wei opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He was the one who started the trouble first, standing to be chopped, and said he would break his arms.

Now he was injured, and he was too embarrassed to talk about it no matter how thick his face was.

He was embarrassed to say how he provoked Wei Fan, but asked about Wei Fan's background: "Sir, I know your senior brothers, and you and I don't dare to provoke them. How dare you provoke your senior brother, sir? That person is a new face. Did the second commander accept a new disciple?"

The Situ Ying in front of him was one of the disciples of the second commander of the Demon Suppression Division.

Zhang Wei couldn't recognize the sword technique Wei Fan used to chop him, but Situ Ying could tell at a glance that it was the sword intent that could only be slashed by his master's Soul-Destroying Demon-Slaying Sword.

"New face?"

Situ Ying frowned slightly. He thought that the sword intent on Zhang Wei was left by one of his senior brothers.

Because in the entire Demon Suppression Division, apart from the disciples of the second commander, only Che Jie of the Divine Sword Sect learned a Soul-Destroying Demon-Slaying Sword in the test stone house.

He shook his head and said, "Master doesn't accept new disciples. Tell me about this person in detail!"

Situ Ying had some guesses in his mind!