Chapter 398 Wei Fan Is Here, the Direct Descendant of the Demon King

There were many strong men on the small plain. Wei Fan looked around and saw hundreds of demon kings. They were all peak demon kings with vigorous blood. There were no telling how many were hidden.

Of course, there were also many human martial kings. Many of them sat casually or talked in groups of three or five, keeping a distance from the demons.

There were fifteen or sixteen regional commanders from Beidingzhou who came with Wei Fan. After they appeared, they attracted the attention of many people, especially the demon kings, who looked at them with bloodthirsty eyes.

"The dojo has not been opened yet. According to the inference of the Martial Saint, the dojo should be truly born in three days. The Martial Saint and the Demon Saint of our Demon Hunter Organization have already reached an agreement. During this period, the two tribes' martial kings and demon kings will not fight each other. If there are grievances, go to the dojo to resolve them.

So you should try to restrain yourself these days and don't fight with the demons, so as not to break the agreement between the Martial Saint and the Demon Saint."

As Shangguan Fei spoke, he pointed his finger at the sky. Wei Fan and his friends were startled and understood that Shangguan Fei meant that there were the Demon Saint and the Martial Saint in the sky.

In the middle of the human and demon groups, there is a crack of several dozen feet, and there is a faint light coming out from the ground. According to Shangguan Fei's explanation, that is the entrance to Huangfu Qingyang's dojo, but it is not possible to enter for the time being.

"Why is the dojo underground?" Someone asked puzzled.

"The Medicine Emperor is at least a figure from 50,000 to 60,000 years ago. His dojo may not have been underground before, but it is not surprising that it was buried underground due to the changes in the world."

A group of people found a place to sit down casually. They all came from Beidingzhou and did not separate here. Wei Fan was the leader.

Shangguan Fei did not leave either. His task was to send Wei Fan and others into the dojo, and take Wei Fan and others away after the matter was over. He would accompany Wei Fan and others from then on.

"Brother Shangguan, please introduce us to the strong men on the demon side. If we meet someone we can't beat in the dojo, we'd better run away." Someone said.

It sounds very cowardly, but no one laughed at him.

They are the commanders of Beidingzhou, and they have almost no knowledge of the demons of Baohuazhou. For demon hunters, saving their lives is the first priority, so it is necessary to understand the enemy.

Shangguan Fei looked in the direction where the demons gathered and shook his head, saying, "They are all ordinary peak demon kings, and the top masters have not appeared yet."

The dojo will not be born for three days, and the powerful masters have not appeared yet. Shangguan Fei did not introduce them. For the commanders of the town, there is no need to run away when they meet them.

Not only did the powerful masters of the demons not come, but the real powerful masters of the human race did not appear, and those saint-level figures did not show up.

Of course, Shangguan Fei did not take Wei Fan and others to meet the commanders of the town of Baohuazhou. The nature of this mission is a bit strange. Snipe the demons, but it is also an adventure and treasure hunt. Once you enter the dojo, even friends may become enemies, so there is no need to know them. In general, just snipe the demons.

"My name is Mu Feng, nice to meet you fellow Taoists!"

Suddenly, a purple-clothed man came over and clasped his fists to Wei Fan and his group, saying, "I've been to Beidingzhou before, and I hear your accents seem to be from Beidingzhou."

Daoba clasped his fists and said, "We are indeed from Beidingzhou, what advice do you have, Brother Mu?"

Others also looked at the man named Mu Feng in confusion.

"He's a master!" Fenghua's telepathic voice sounded in Wei Fan's mind.

Although Mu Feng's aura was restrained, for strong people like them, their spiritual senses would sense each other after getting close to each other.

Wei Fan nodded slightly, but the panel did not respond to Mu Feng, and he was too lazy to pay attention to him. Unless it was the reappearance of Xuanyuan Peak in his youth, or a descendant of the Imperial Dao Sect, even the Holy Son of the Holy Sect would not interest him.

Mu Feng shook his head: "I dare not teach you. I just want to ask you about something. Recently, it is widely rumored in Baohuazhou that a genius named Wei Fan appeared in Beidingzhou, who can fight against the holy soldiers with his bare hands, and is not much inferior to the seniors of Xuanyuan Peak in the past. Is this exaggerated or true?"

After this, the people who originally did not pay attention to Wei Fan and his friends all looked over. If there is anything exciting in Baohuazhou recently, apart from the birth of Huangfu Qingyang's dojo, there is only news from Beidingzhou.

Fighting against the holy soldiers with bare hands, this has not happened for many years. For ordinary martial kings, let alone fighting against the holy soldiers with bare hands, being able to escape from the attack of the holy soldiers is a legendary thing that is famous in the world.

Fenghua, Jinpeng and other regional commanders from Beidingzhou all looked at Wei Fan in unison. Isn't Wei Fan here?

Seeing that Wei Fan didn't say anything, Scar, who was the first to speak, could only clasp his fists and say: "It should be true!"

Mu Feng frowned: "Didn't you see it with your own eyes?"

He heard a hesitation in Scar's tone, obviously Scar didn't see it with his own eyes.

A group of people shook their heads: "Although we didn't see it with our own eyes, there were dozens of martial kings in my Beidingzhou who witnessed the battle with their own eyes that day, so it must be true!"

Wei Fan no longer paid attention to this Mu Feng, and began to add power to the newly acquired martial arts Eight Desolate Six Combinations Demon-Suppressing Fist.

[One year of power, you begin to comprehend the Eight Desolate Six Combinations Demon-Suppressing Fist, and you feel as if you have divine help. The essence of various boxing techniques emerges autonomously. You quickly comprehend the boxing techniques and begin to practice...]

This is the first time he has practiced since completing the third transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm. In an instant, Wei Fan felt a different experience from before. Even the Saint-level martial arts were not too difficult for him to comprehend. Various spiritual lights burst out in his mind, and he quickly comprehended the techniques.

Of course, understanding it thoroughly does not mean that it has been practiced. This kind of Saint-level martial arts is mainly practiced by Martial Saints, and it is very likely that Martial Kings can practice it.

After adding another five thousand years of skills, Wei Fan has only achieved a small success in the Eight Desolate Six Combinations Demon-Suppressing Fist, and cannot be further improved, because the things behind it cannot be practiced by high talent, and it is necessary to reach the Martial Saint realm to continue practicing.

Everyone is meditating, and people rush here from time to time. At night, the light in the crack is getting brighter and brighter, but a deep blood begins to appear, but there is still no sign of the dojo opening.

Wei Fan is not in a hurry. In his spare time, he comprehends the other two Saint-level martial arts to prepare for the impact of the Martial Saint realm. Three days later, he was suddenly awakened from his closed eyes by a loud noise.

"Boom..."

It seems that thunder is constantly exploding between heaven and earth, and the sound is very loud, but it is not really thundering.

"Which bastard is so arrogant and disturbs so many fellow meditators!"

Someone cursed and started to curse. In the distance, demonic energy was rolling in the sky, and two flying tiger beasts pulled an ancient chariot across the sky.

"A demon king is pulling a chariot, and it is a demon clan with powerful blood like the flying tiger. Who is so stylish?"

Someone said with emotion. The two flying tigers pulling the chariot were not ordinary demon kings. They were peak demon kings with the cultivation of the ninth level of demon king. This scene shocked most human martial kings and those demon kings.

"It is the little green dragon king, the holy son of the green dragon clan!"

There was a big flag on each side of the ancient chariot. On the left flag was a green dragon with its claws spread out, and on the right flag was a big "Ao" character.

"Welcome the little green dragon king!"

The chariot drove into the camp where the demons were, and a group of demon kings hurriedly stood up and shouted.

"Little Green Dragon King, the son of the Green Dragon King of Baohuazhou, has holy blood flowing in his body, and he is not an ordinary holy son. Not only is his father, the Green Dragon King, a dragon saint, but his mother is also a dragon saint. His bloodline is extremely terrifying. He once killed a holy son of a holy sect in Baohuazhou.

If you meet him in the dojo, run as far as you can."

Shangguan Fei introduced him to Wei Fan and others in a low voice, showing a solemn look: "It's troublesome. I didn't expect that the Green Dragon King was willing to let him take risks. Without three or five holy son-level figures, I'm afraid that this beast can't be checked."

As soon as these words came out, the group of town warriors in Beidingzhou all showed solemn expressions. Their parents were both demon saints, and their bloodline was simply terrifying. Not only them, but also the martial kings of the surrounding Baohuazhou also had a solemn expression.

"Tsk..."

Wei Fan heard the sneer and disdainful voice, and his eyes swept over and found that it was the man named Mu Feng. After the previous conversation, this man seemed to be lazy with them, the group of people from Beidingzhou, and did not leave.

Shangguan Fei said that he was also a commander of Beidingzhou, so Wei Fan and others didn't care. Scar and other people who were good at socializing had even become brothers with Mu Feng.

The ancient chariot in the distance stopped, and a palm covered with green scales stretched out from inside, lifted the door curtain, and then a man with a dragon head walked out from inside.

Everyone thought that there was only one little green dragon king in the chariot, but after the little green dragon king stepped out of the chariot, he still held the door curtain with one hand, and two young men with jade-like appearance walked out from inside. The little green dragon king put down the door curtain and followed him down from the chariot.

"Brother Shangguan, who are those two young men? Why does the little green dragon king seem to be a little humble and flattering in front of them?"

Jin Peng looked at Shangguan Fei solemnly. The identity of the person who the little green dragon king had to flatter was simply unimaginable.

Shangguan Fei looked confused and shook his head, saying, "I don't know either. Maybe, like you, he is a demon clan genius who came from other continents."

The human race can ask for help from other continents, so demons may do the same. But when two strange demon kings appeared at once, even the Little Green Dragon King wanted to please them, he knew that he was in big trouble.

"They are disciples of the Black Crane Sect. From the looks of it, they are probably the direct descendants of the Crane Clan. Only the direct blood of the Crane Clan can make the Little Green Dragon King treat them with caution."

Mu Feng suddenly spoke, pointing to the waists of the two young men in white clothes: "Look at that jade plaque, it is the logo of the Black Crane Sect."

The Black Crane Sect is the demon king sect among demons, and its founder is a demon king who was cultivated by an old crane.

The Black Crane Sect that Wei Fan destroyed in the wilderness was established by a demon saint of the Black Crane Sect in the wilderness.

Everyone looked at it intently, and sure enough, they saw a jade plaque with a white crane engraved on it hanging on the waists of the two young men in white clothes.

"Disciples from the Demon King Sect have appeared!"

All the human warrior kings present instantly looked ugly. The Royal Sect was a legendary existence for most people, and they had never seen it. They did not expect that it would be involved in the events of Beidingzhou today.

If the human race does not have a person of this level to compete, they will be in big trouble after entering the dojo.

"Don't worry, the strong men of our human race have not arrived yet. Even if there are no disciples from the Royal Sect, the saints of the Baohuazhou Saint Sect will come."

Shangguan Fei comforted Wei Fan and other regional commanders from Beidingzhou. (End of this chapter)