Chapter 210: Prison Dragon Battle Formation, He is Wei Fan

Prison Dragon Village! Most people only know that Prison Dragon Village is rampant in the Daying Dynasty, Chu State, and Wei State, specializing in robbing the big sects in the martial arts world, and they dare to rob even the top sects and even the royal family.

As for where the lair of the Prison Dragon Village is, few people know, because even if they catch their people, they cannot search their souls.

Therefore, over the years, although the major sects and the royal family hated the Prison Dragon Village, they could do nothing about it.

They don't even dare to kill them if they are caught. Once they kill someone from the Prison Dragon Village, they will take crazy revenge.

At this moment, in the Juyi Hall of the Prison Dragon Village, except for a few chairs, the rest of the place was filled with people.

The village chief Wu Qiulong glanced over and his face became increasingly gloomy.

There were originally only ten leading positions in the Prison Dragon Village, but now four of them are vacant.

Wu Daohong died in Tongzhou of the Daying Dynasty. The soul tablets of the other two dragon heads suddenly cracked a few days ago. The last one left was his youngest son, who went to the Daqian Kingdom together with the two dead dragon heads and there has been no news of him since then.

"Has Zhaoyan not been contacted yet?" Wu Qiulong asked gloomily.

The dragon heads below were all shaking their heads.

Originally, Wu Zhaoyan was going to Daqian Kingdom with two dragon heads to have a decisive battle with Zhou Hu of Feiyun Village. The soul tablets of the two dragon heads were cracked, but Wu Zhaoyan's soul tablet was still intact, which meant that Wu Zhaoyan was not dead yet.

Wu Qiulong spoke again: "Regarding the incident at Bi Bo Lake, can we find out what happened and why the two dragon heads died?"

Several dragon heads shook their heads again: "We can't contact Feiyun Village either. I feel like something has happened to Feiyun Village. I feel like Zhao Yan and Zhou Hu were fighting too conspicuously this time. We may have been targeted by our enemies.

Village leader, I think it would be better to send someone to Daqian Kingdom to find out as soon as possible."

Wu Qiulong shook his head: "It's useless. Even if we are martial masters, it will take several days to reach Daqian Kingdom even if we travel day and night. If there are really enemies, dispersing our forces at this time will only give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage.

As long as Zhao Yan is still here, whether he is captured or escapes, the right thing to do is to stay in the old nest."

It would take several days for a Martial Master to fly to Daqian Kingdom, and at least twenty days for a Martial Master in the Divine Realm. By the time they reach Daqian Kingdom after such a long time, the opportunity would be gone.

"Um?"

Wu Qiulong's expression suddenly changed. He turned his wrist and a jade token appeared in his hand. The light on it became brighter and brighter!

"Zhao Yan is approaching quickly!"

Wu Qiulong stood up suddenly. This was a secret tracking weapon that he made using his son Wu Zhaoyan's breath and a trace of his soul using a secret technique.

The light of this fate card is getting brighter and brighter, which means that the owner of the fate card is approaching here quickly.

"Very good!"

Hearing that Wu Zhaoyan had returned, several dragon heads could not help but be overjoyed: "Hurry up and open the mountain gate to welcome Zhaoyan!"

Wu Qiulong raised his hand to stop him: "Wait, Zhao Yan may not come back alone, everyone be careful, the third brother stays to preside over the formation, and the rest of you come with me to take a look outside."

Although he had also arranged secret techniques in his son Wu Zhaoyan's soul so that it could not be searched, if his son surrendered, he could still bring the enemy to the Prison Dragon Village.

Wu Zhaoyan is his youngest son born after he became Martial Lord. He has a strong bloodline, and although he has only cultivated a four-color golden body, he still has the hope of becoming Martial King in the future, so he is highly valued.

He led the Prison Dragon Village and dominated the surrounding dynasties for many years, so he was naturally not an ordinary martial arts master.

Therefore, he told his son Wu Zhaoyan that if he was captured, if the enemy was not too strong, he could lure him to the Prison Dragon Village to kill him.

Getting down from the big chair, Wu Qiulong and the four dragon heads walked out of the Juyi Hall. After walking for a while, ripples suddenly appeared in front of them and the figures of several people suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, the third brother of Prison Dragon Village took out a large seal from his storage gourd and shouted, "All brothers, return to your positions!"

In an instant, all the people in the Dragon Prison Village moved, standing in different positions, and power poured into the ground below.

This is a deep mountain located in Bianzhou of the Daying Dynasty. The mountain is full of lush greenery and ancient trees.

The essence of heaven and earth is quite rich here, but it cannot be considered a holy place and is not as good as the locations of the top sects.

No one could have imagined that the Prison Dragon Village was in such a place. They were so bold as to build their lair within the territory of the Daying Dynasty.

Wu Qiulong and the four dragon heads waited in the sky for a while, and then he felt the power of heaven and earth fluctuate.

After a while, a black dot appeared in the distance, which quickly enlarged and soon several human figures could be seen.

Wu Qiulong narrowed his eyes slightly: "Sure enough, he was captured!"

He had already seen his son Wu Zhaoyan being held in someone's hands, his golden body covered in cracks, and he looked extremely miserable.

But his face was calm and he didn't seem to be angry at all.

A few breaths later, two figures carrying the son Wu Zhaoyan stopped not far away.

"Father, save me!"

When Wu Zhaoyan saw his father Wu Qiulong, he immediately asked for help.

For three or four days, his cultivation was restricted and his injuries could not be recovered. The severe pain from his injuries almost tortured him to collapse.

He did have some thoughts in the beginning, but later, under the torture of such severe pain, he just wanted to take these two people to the Dragon Prison Village as soon as possible to end his suffering.

Wu Qiulong looked around and found that the two people who had captured his son Wu Zhaoyan were young men. Not only did they look young, he could also feel their vigorous vitality: "How about you two release my son? If you have any requests, the Prison Dragon Village will certainly satisfy you."

He thought they were some powerful enemy, but he found that he didn't recognize the man or woman.

[Wu Qiulong: A nine-forged golden body, the leader of the Prison Dragon Village, a man who kills people and robs goods, and does all kinds of evil]

[Kill it and you will gain 20,000 years of ordinary power and 90 years of golden body power]

[Meng Guangfeng: The golden body is forged four times, the leader of the Dragon Prisoner Village, he kills people and robs goods, and does all kinds of evil]

[Kill it and you will gain 20,000 years of ordinary power and 40 years of golden body power]

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Wei Fan glanced over and found that all of them could unleash their power, without exception.

Hearing this, he looked at Wu Qiulong and said, "You agree to any request, right? You kill yourself in front of me immediately and I will release your son. I will keep my word!"

After these words came out, the expression of the Five Prisoners Dragons, who had been calm all the time, turned cold: "It seems that you two are not here for money, but I don't think I know you two in the Prisoners Dragon Village!"

He was a bandit who often committed kidnapping and extortion. He also thought that the two people in front of him kidnapped his son for money.

But as soon as Wei Fan said this, he knew it was not for money, but revenge.

But he was puzzled because neither he nor the several dragon heads recognized the martial arts master in front of him.

"No matter who you are, release Zhao Yan immediately, otherwise the Prison Dragon Village will annihilate your entire family and hunt you down in heaven and on earth!"

The leader Meng Guangfeng shouted loudly. If Wu Zhaoyan was not in the other party's hands, they would have taken action long ago.

"If I don't let him go, you will wipe out my entire family and hunt me down in heaven and on earth until I die?"

Wei Fan glanced at Meng Guangfeng and slowly lifted Wu Zhaoyan up.

Such an action frightened Meng Guangfeng so much that his expression changed drastically: "What do you want to do?"

Several people had a bad feeling in their hearts, but because Wu Zhaoyan was in Wei Fan's hands, they did not dare to move.

Wei Fan said indifferently, "Kill him. I'll see how you guys hunt me down to death. If I don't kill him, I'll be wasting your threat!"

Meng Guangfeng's scalp tingled, and he seemed to have said something stupid.

If the person in front of him killed Wu Zhaoyan, wouldn't it be him who killed Wu Zhaoyan?

"You dare!"

Wu Qiulong roared, and his power exploded like a landslide and tsunami. His figure flashed across the sky like a flash of lightning to stop Wei Fan and save Wu Zhaoyan.

"Let's do it together!"

The other dragon heads roared and rushed over together.

Wei Fan raised his eyebrows: "I dare not?"

He raised his strong and powerful palm and slapped Wu Zhaoyan's head like a watermelon.

Wu Zhaoyan looked terrified and shouted, "Don't kill me..."

But Wei Fan's big hand had already slapped down, and the palm that seemed to be heavier than ten thousand pounds smashed Wu Zhaoyan's head in one go, and his brain mixed with blood splattered everywhere, and even his soul exploded.

"You're looking for death!"

Wu Qiulong was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot. No matter how fast he was, he was still some distance away from Wei Fan.

The previous rescue was in vain. If he really had the ability to save Wu Zhaoyan, he would have done it long ago instead of wasting time talking.

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Boom boom...

His aura was completely violent, and the dazzling golden light was like a big sun hanging in the sky, with a four-color halo interweaving behind him.

Nine Forgings of the Golden Body!

He was actually a powerful man with a four-color golden body and nine forgings, and he also had the capital to dominate the surrounding countries for many years.

"Kill them all. I want to know the forces behind them and eliminate all the people related to the forces behind them."

Wu Qiulong roared and rushed towards Wei Fan angrily.

His most beloved son died before his eyes, and his murderous intent had already boiled over. Between his brows glowed, a golden stick appeared in his hand, emitting a terrifying aura of a high-level divine weapon, shaking the mountains.

[Kill Wu Zhaoyan, gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 40 years of golden body skills]

[Ordinary skill: 31000 years]

[Golden Body Skill: 130 Years]

"Get out of the way!"

Wei Fan threw Wu Zhaoyan's headless body down from the sky and had no intention of letting Ji Qingyue intervene.

Although Ji Qingyue's transformation into a five-colored golden body was enough to intervene in the current battle, he did not want Ji Qingyue to kill anyone from the Dragon Prison Village.

"good!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Qingyue began to retreat rapidly. Wei Fan was not an arrogant person. Since he asked her to retreat, he must be confident.

Boom boom...

The shadow of the huge stick was more than ten feet thick, shattering the clouds in the sky and making a hole. The terrifying power of the high-level martial arts weapon spread in all directions, startling countless birds in the mountains and rivers below.

"Die for me!"

Wu Qiulong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he swung the big stick towards Wei Fan's head, wanting to blow him to pieces on the spot.

Wei Fan's body shook, and golden light burst out in the sky, interweaving into a sacred seven-color halo behind him.

In an instant, a sacred and supreme aura filled the air, and all the energy in the sky swarmed towards him and condensed on his fists.

Big Sun Collapse Fist!

He punched out, and the huge stick shadow shattered instantly and dissipated into a burst of energy.

Wu Qiulong only felt his arms trembling, Wu Zun's magic weapon was bounced back, and his blood and energy surged all over his body.

"Seven-color golden body!"

His eyes were filled with horror and he couldn't help but gasp. The young man who killed his son Wu Zhaoyan was actually a terrifying monster with a seven-colored golden body.

Even though he had lived for almost a thousand years, this was the first time he had seen a monster with a seven-colored golden body.

It is not a big problem for this kind of monster to become the King of War in the future. The most important thing is that this kind of monster must have a very powerful background.

It is true that the Dragon Prison Village is rampant in several surrounding countries, but it is just an ordinary force in such a vast wilderness. The power behind the seven-colored golden body monster is not something that the Dragon Prison Village can afford to provoke.

Something like the Seven-Colored Golden Body not only requires extraordinary talent, but also requires unparalleled skills to cultivate.

"Who are you? Prison Dragon Village would not dare to provoke a person like you. Is there some misunderstanding?"

The furious Wu Qiulong stopped his actions in fear. If his son died, he could give birth to another child, but if he offended an existence he could not afford to offend, the entire Qiulong Village would surely be reduced to ashes.

Moreover, in just a brief collision, the opponent had withstood his Wu Zun magic weapon with his bare hands. His strength was not weaker than his own, so he was not sure he could kill him.

"A demon with a seven-colored golden body!"

Meng Guangfeng and several other leaders of the Dragon Prison Camp also stopped urgently in the air, their faces filled with horror. It turned out that the person who killed Wu Zhaoyan was such a terrifying figure. No wonder they were not afraid of the threat from the Dragon Prison Camp. They should be afraid of them.

Wei Fan shook his fist which was numb and painful. The attack from the Four-Colored Golden Body Nine-Forged High-Level Martial Master Divine Weapon was not so easy to receive. Even he felt the pain and his skin seemed to be cracking.

He said with a smile: "There is no misunderstanding. You, the Prison Dragon Village, sent people to kill me several times, but you didn't recognize me!"

Sent people to kill him several times? Wu Qiulong and his friends were very nervous.

The next moment, someone cried out, "He is Wei Fan!"

But isn’t Wei Fan a six-color golden body?

Because of his seven-colored golden body, the few people did not recognize Wei Fan's identity at once.

Wu Qiulong's eyes flashed with coldness: "You actually turned into a seven-colored golden body, is it because of Tianpeng's body-washing skill?"

The murderous intent that had originally been suppressed rose up again, and a strong sense of greed appeared.

The number of people from the Wu family of Prison Dragon Village who died at the hands of Wei Fan is almost countless, including Wu Yinggao, Wu Yinglong, Wu Shiping, and Wu Daohong.

Adding the others, one hand wouldn’t be enough to count them.

If it was a strange Seven-Colored Golden Body Martial Lord, the Prison Dragon Village would be afraid, but if it was Wei Fan, there would be nothing to be afraid of.

They had colluded with Zhang Juzheng before, so they naturally knew some details about Wei Fan's background. His talent was indeed unprecedented, but he had no background and had climbed up step by step from the bottom.

Originally they wanted to seek revenge on Wei Fan, but Wei Fan disappeared after the battle in Kyoto. Unexpectedly, when he reappeared, he had become the Seven-Colored Golden Body Martial Master, which overturned their understanding of Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique.

"Don't waste your time talking to him, village chief. Kill him to avenge Zhao Yan and take away Tian Peng's Body Cleansing Technique. Be careful that he doesn't escape!"

A dragon head shouted, his eyes full of greed.

According to the rules of the Prison Dragon Village, if one obtains the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique, not only Wu Qiulong can practice it, but all of them, the Martial Lords, can practice it.

This can be seen from the fact that all of them use big sticks as weapons. The martial masters of the Prison Dragon Village all practice the same martial arts.

In an instant, they felt not only hatred towards Wei Fan, but also greed.

Wei Fan said with a smile: "You still want to peek at the Tianpeng Body Washing Technique. Do you think I am stupid and came to Prison Dragon Village to give you the technique?"

Wu Qiulong shook his big stick and said, "It doesn't matter. Only one of you and Prison Dragon Village can survive. Let's settle our grudge today and form the Prison Dragon Battle Formation!"

(End of this chapter)