Chapter 491: Sword Fusheng, Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body

Shi Yun did not embarrass Wei Fan, and of course he had no reason to embarrass Wei Fan. Li Jianchen and others had already reported the incident in Jinzhou when they returned, so it was impossible to use this as an excuse to embarrass Wei Fan.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Shi Yun wrote a warrant to Wei Fan. He took the warrant and quickly walked to the Hidden Gong Hall.

It was still the same here, no one was there. Wei Fan walked in and found that the old man was still sleeping.

"Jian Lao wake up..."

He already knew from the mouths of Li Jianchen and others that the old man's surname was Jian. Everyone called the old man Jianlao. As for his name, Li Jianchen and others didn't know.

However, according to Li Jianchen and others, the first person among them to become the envoy of the town was a hundred or two hundred years ago. At that time, it was Mr. Jian who was here to guard the Hidden Gong Hall.

For one or two hundred years, the old swordsman is still like this, without much change. It is guessed that he is a very powerful master. He should be retiring here when he is old and guarding the Tibetan Gong Palace.

As for cultivation, no one knows either.

If this was not the headquarters of the Demon Hunter Organization of the Eastern Region, he would have thought that the old man was an ordinary person. He knocked on the table a few times before waking up, looking dazed.

"Is it you, kid? What are you doing here again? The last time you returned the token to me, it means that you have given up on comprehending the Earth Emperor's Slaughter Holy Technique. Don't think you can continue to comprehend it."

Jian Fusheng still remembered Wei Fan. When he saw that it was Wei Fan who disturbed his sleep, he immediately glared.

If you didn't understand it well last time, you might regret it now.

Wei Fan was a little speechless. This old man obviously didn't care about the outside world. Otherwise, if he had caused such a big stir in the Holy City recently, he should have known that he was a genius even more amazing than Xuanyuan Peak.

"Senior, I'm not here because of what happened last time. I've been on a mission these days and I'm here to exchange for another skill."

He took out the warrant written by Shi Yun. Jian Fusheng took it doubtfully and found that there was indeed a warrant.

"Come with me!"

After confirming that it was indeed the order from the commander of the town, Jian Fusheng turned around and walked inside, and soon reached the floor where the Emperor Wu's skills were stored.

"Do you have a favorite technique, or can I recommend it to you?" He turned back to look at Wei Fan.

Wei Fan cupped his hands and said, "This junior wants to learn a secret technique related to body movements, please ask Mr. Jian for advice!"

After the last few battles, he found that his weakest aspect was his speed. His combat power was sufficient, but his speed was far behind. After all, his Qing Mingyou was just an ordinary holy realm technique.

In the past, I could barely use it, but as the enemies I came into contact with were either disciples of the Martial Emperor family or demon saints from the Demon Sky Alliance, the ordinary Qing Mingyou was no longer enough.

When encountering a demon like the Crane Demon who is good at speed, he will even be crushed by the speed.

Hearing this, Jian Fusheng thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Whether you want the average one or the strongest one, the average one is easy to get started with. Whether the strongest one can get started depends on the talent."

Wei Fan looked calm: "Of course I want the strongest one!"

Hearing this, Jian Fusheng took the lead and walked forward without saying a word, and soon came to a secret room.

Wei Fan looked up and saw that the door of the secret room was engraved with five Chinese characters: "Nine Heavens, Kun Peng Shen" and five dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air. It seemed like a roc spreading its wings, or like a Kunpeng striking across the sky. It actually contained some murderous artistic conception.

Jian Fusheng pointed to the secret room and said: "Nine Heavens Kun Peng Shen, among all the secret arts of body skills at this level, this skill is ranked first. Looking at the world, except for the body skills created by emperor-level experts, it can surpass his." Counting within ten fingers is the fastest in the world."

Wei Fan was moved when he heard it. It was obvious that Jiuxiao Kunpeng was the best in all the martial arts and secret techniques of the Martial Emperor level. Although his status was not as high as that of the Earth Emperor's Holy Slaughter Technique, it was not bad at all.

Of course, the most important thing is that this is already the best secret technique of the Eastern Region Demon Hunter Organization. Even if you are not satisfied, there is nothing you can do.

At the same time, Jian Fusheng's introduction to the Jiuxiao Kunpeng Shen did not end. He continued: "And the Jiuxiao Kunpeng Shen is not just a simple movement secret technique. The Kunpeng true body he cultivated is not only extremely fast, but also has extraordinary abilities. Extremely terrifying lethality.

With his extreme speed and lethality, once he masters it, he will be able to do whatever he wants. No matter how big the world is, he can go anywhere..."

As he spoke, Jian Fusheng admired Jiuxiao Kunpeng Shen very highly, his eyes filled with nostalgia, as if he had seen the invincible elegance of this secret technique.

Kunpeng's true form sounded like something to be killed in a battle. Wei Fan didn't expect that it was a martial art with terrifying lethality.

"That's it!"

Wei Fan immediately had no intention of choosing any other secret technique, and made the decision to use Jiuxiao Kunpeng Shen.

Seeing that Wei Fan was impatient and moved, Jian Fusheng showed an inexplicable smile and immediately planned to pour a basin of cold water on Wei Fan: "Don't be anxious, kid, don't blame me for not warning you.

This Jiuxiao Kunpeng body was created by a peerless martial emperor who had both become saints in soul and body in the past. People who are not saints in both body and soul can still exert the effects of ordinary holy realm techniques even if they practice forcibly. It is impossible to truly exert the power of the Nine Heavens Kunpeng body, and it is even more impossible to cultivate the Kunpeng true body.

The body of Jiuxiao Kunpeng has been here for thousands of years. I don’t know how many outstanding people have come to see it. Even Xuanyuan Peak has come here to see it. Because it was not the physical body, soul and soul that were both holy, they finally shook their heads and left. "

His bad taste broke out and he was dissatisfied with Wei Fan for not listening to his advice last time. He told Wei Fan what was so powerful about the Jiuxiao Kunpeng Shen, and then when Wei Fan was fascinated, he told Wei Fan that you were not qualified to practice because the Jiuxiao Kunpeng Shen required both the physical body and the Yuan. God is double sanctified.

Jian Fusheng looked at Wei Fan expectantly, wanting to see the boy in front of him looking deflated and miserable.

Unexpectedly, Wei Fan's expression did not change at all, and he even showed an even more excited expression: "This skill must have been created by me, it's him!"

Apart from the Five Emperors Fist, this was the first time he had encountered the technique of double sanctification of soul and body, and he couldn't miss it.

Now it was Jian Fusheng's turn to be confused, and asked in disbelief: "Boy, didn't you hear what I said clearly? Only those who have become saints in body, soul, and soul can truly cultivate the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body, otherwise even Xuanyuan Peak When we come, we can only look at the ocean and sigh."

Wei Fan understood that the old man had bad intentions, and his bad taste immediately rose. He cupped his hands and said: "Young man, I heard you clearly, but I am not talented. I happen to be a warrior who has become a saint in both body and soul. I have been struggling to find a way to do this." exercises to unleash your abilities.”

Now everyone in the world knows that he has become a saint both in body and spirit. Only Jianlao, an old man, sleeps in the Tibetan Gong Hall every day. He doesn’t hear what is going on outside the window. He doesn’t know that he is a person who has become a saint in both body and spirit. He has nothing to hide. , if you tell me, the old man might recommend a stronger technique in the future.

It's not a good idea to be so secretive that the old man thinks he is just a fool who pretends to be fat.

Jian Fusheng was dumbfounded: "You said you are a person who has become a saint both in body and spirit?"

Wei Fan's guess was not wrong. He did think that Wei Fan was a fool who pretended to be fat. This time he revealed the body of Jiuxiao Kunpeng because he wanted to see how Wei Fan could continue to pretend to be a genius. He didn't expect to hear Wei Fan say that he was incarnate. A monster whose soul and soul have both become saints.

Wei Fan nodded: "Young and old swordsman, it is best to sleep less in the Hidden Gong Hall and pay more attention to external affairs. There are not many people outside who know about the boy's physical body, soul and soul becoming a saint."

The corner of Jian Fusheng's mouth twitched, he was actually being taught a lesson in reverse, was the clown actually him?

In an instant, he was like a sleeping prehistoric beast waking up from his slumber. His figure became tall and majestic, and his back was like a mountain.

A pair of eyes were as bright as light bulbs. They were no longer cloudy, but as sharp as knives. Just the gaze made Wei Fan feel his skin tingling, as if the old man's gaze in front of him was looking into his flesh and blood inch by inch. See through all his secrets.

"Martial Arts Heavenly Eye!"

Wei Fan was shocked in his heart. This old man either had an extremely high level of cultivation, or he had supernatural powers like the martial arts heavenly eye.

There are a lot of secrets in his body, such as the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm and the All Souls Bell, which cannot be seen by others, especially the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, which must not be exposed.

These old guys who are about to live for a long time may be greedy for the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, which can change their fate. Many of them have spent their whole lives fighting for the human race without regrets. Even when they are dying in old age, they only fight to survive. When it comes to practicing demonic martial arts, there are too many examples of heroes turning into monsters in a single thought.

He has never told anyone the secret of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm, because the magical power of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm can really make anyone greedy.

"Rumble..."

The power of will immediately swept out like a violent wind, protecting all the secrets in the body. At the same time, the mind communicated with the All Souls Bell to protect the body, preventing the old man in front of him from seeing what was in his body.

"What kind of skill are you doing? I can't even see through your body?"

Jian Fusheng was shocked, what he saw was a golden light.

"Senior, it would be rude to take a peek at this kid's body!" Wei Fan started to dance wildly.

"Haha... I'm sorry, I got excited when I heard that you were both saints in body, soul, and spirit."

Jian Fusheng laughed, and the divine light in his eyes disappeared.

He has never found out about Wei Fan's body, soul, and soul becoming saints because this kind of behavior is very impolite and is peering into other people's secrets. In the arena, there will be a fight.

Of course, there is also the reason why he has lost interest in many things. He has long regarded himself as an ordinary old man, and all martial arts methods have been self-proclaimed. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Wei Fan to come here several times and have to call him several times before he can wake up.

"boom!"

The next moment, he formed a sword with his hands and slashed diagonally at Wei Fan's neck. If he couldn't verify it with his eyes, he took action to test.

Wei Fan's hair stood on end, his ordinary arm felt like an indestructible divine sword that could cut through everything from heaven to earth. Without any hesitation, he immediately slashed at Jian Fusheng's arm with all his strength.

"Peng!"

As soon as the two arms touched, Wei Fan felt a huge surge of power. Even though the lines on his body were shaking, his arm was still chopped back without any resistance, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Jian Fusheng took a breath of cold air: "Good boy, I'm so sleepy that my eyes are blurred. I saw you twice and didn't realize that you are a person who has become a saint in body, soul, and soul." (End of this chapter)