Peerless Heavenly Immortal

"He is dead?" At this moment, a voice of astonishment suddenly came from behind him. **

Wu Feng looked back, and saw that the Sect Master's daughter had put away Jin Hu, her face was very pale, as if she was seriously ill, but her eyes were fixed on the middle-aged robust man, with a bit of suspicion.

Wu Feng gently nodded, suddenly with a stroke on the palm of his hand, the black cauldron flew backwards, shrunk to the size of his fingers, and was put in his sleeve. Behind the black cauldron, he followed the black ruler.

"Sect Master, can this magic weapon bestow me?" Wu Feng asked with a smile while holding the black ruler.

Ling'er was slightly startled, a ray of light flashed in her eyes, and she whispered softly: "This is nature. He was killed by you. This is what you deserve."

Wu Feng saw this, he was not polite, and directly used divine sense to burn into the black ruler. However, when he touched the black ruler, a puff of black smoke suddenly rose from the black ruler. A fierce tiger illusory shadow suddenly burst out of it, biting down at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's eyes were cold and light flashed, and he didn't see how he was doing things. The tiger's body suddenly tightened, and then hit by an invisible club, immediately on the verge of collapse.

"A trifling tiger spirit, even dare to eat the lord!" Wu Feng's expression was cold, and he directly branded divine sense on the tiger's body.

After recognizing the Master, the Tigers immediately became obedient and returned to the black ruler with Wu Feng thoughts move.

Ling'er next to her looked calm, but she was secretly surprised. The power of the tiger just now was obviously the soul of a third rank demonic beast. Suddenly, she wanted to devour Wu Feng's divine sense, but she didn't expect it. Immediately was countered.

It can be seen that Wu Feng’s divine sense far exceeds this tiger spirit’s demonic beast.

At this time, with the death of the middle-aged robust man, the remaining Innate powerhouses died in no particular order, and a large number of demonic path dísciples saw that the situation was wrong and immediately screamed. And scattered.

Bamboo Tune Sect’s Great Elders naturally refused to let them go, and immediately chased them down quickly. When time it takes to burn a stick of incense, they all return.

Ling'er returned to her carriage, gave an order, and the vehicle continued to move forward. The ambush of this demonic path ended in such a relaxed situation, which surprised everyone.

However, some people who are thoughtful have already seen the key to the matter, knowing that if Linger hadn't stopped the middle-aged robust man first, he would not have time to support it. Together with Wu Feng, he killed the other two thorny Elders and assisted Ling'er in killing the middle-aged robust man, otherwise the situation would be that they were defeated and defeated.

Carriage.

The charming servant girl blinked her eyes and said, "You mean, that little fellow who walks with dogshit luck, can actually kill the powerhouse of Innate Realm Middle Stage?"

Er said ill-humoredly: "He is not much younger than you, and he was not killed alone, but with my help!"

The charming servant girl laughed, suddenly thinking of something, curious and authentic : "Why did you give that person's magic weapon to him? Even if this magic weapon is better than your golden gourd, it is a magic weapon! If it is sold, it is worth millions of tael of gold!"

Ling'er sighed softly and said: "I can't bear it either, but my mother once explained that this person is very useful and should be treated well. Plus today, I heard some dísciples say that he will solve the other person alone. Two Innate experts, such strengths are almost the same as mine, and how old is he this year? Seventeen years old, about the same as me, the future is boundless, this magic weapon is to win him over."

The charming servant girl mumbled: "I'm afraid he doesn't appreciate it. There are too many thankless wretches now."

"Others can be kind, but we can't be unrighteous." Ling'er said seriously. .

The charming servant girl spit out her little fragrant tongue and made a grimace.

In another carriage.

Wu Feng is playing with a small black ruler with stubby fingers in his hand, feeling the formidable power of this magic weapon. From the perspective of refining, this magic weapon is very rough, including the black cauldron. Yes, they are all made with magical materials and refining indiscriminately.

There are neither magic weapons features nor built-in restrictions. Only by closing your eyes can you make such a bad magic weapon.

However, fortunately, the raw materials of these two magic weapons are good and very hard. The black cauldron alone cannot be cut even with his Flying Sword. It is an excellent defensive magic weapon. Moreover, I don't know what kind of metal to add, this treasure is so heavy.

After he recognized the Master, this black cauldron became as light as a snowflake.

Because the black ruler has been attached to the spirit, the formidable power has been greatly improved, so it can barely be used.

The three magic weapons on his body, only this Flying Sword is decently refined, with a built-in forbidden secret art, which can stimulate the power of Thunder, so that the power of the magic weapon can be doubled in a short time. increase.

"With these three magic weapons, even if you encounter the Innate Realm Middle Stage powerhouse alone, you can fight it!" Wu Feng was confident in his heart, and then continued to close his eyes for cultivation.

After half a month.

The convoy came to the south and stopped in a simple town. There were not many people in this town, and they all came out to greet everyone.

After inquiring, I learned that this town was secretly purchased by Bamboo Tune Sect more than ten years ago. The people here are all family members of the previous generation of Bamboo Tune Sect.

And now, here is the haven of Bamboo Tune Sect.

Entering the town, Wu Feng was quickly assigned to hospital. Although the environment is slightly worse, it does not affect much.

Two months later, Wu Feng walked out of Ling'er's hospitalization and left the town straight away, heading towards the west.

This time, he said that he was taking a break "nearby" with excuses, but he was actually heading in the direction of Peach Blossom Valley. It was already July, and seeing that another half a year later, it was time for the peach blossom poison in his body to attack again. If the poison was unsolved for a day, he could not feel at ease.

A few days later.

Wu Feng stopped at the entrance of a dilapidated village. Looking around, this small village seemed to have been abandoned for many years and was uninhabited. It should have been destroyed by a demonic beast attack.

Wu Feng casually leaned against a rock to restore Spiritual Qi in his body.

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the village. There were about three or four people. Among them, a woman's anxious voice was heard: "What to do, they are coming soon."

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"Let's hide here." Another woman gasped.

"No! The other party has an Innate powerhouse, you can see us by sweeping the divine sense, only to escape the range of their tracking!" Another woman said.

Wu Feng heard it startled, with a strange look on his face.

On the clearing outside the village, I saw four pretty silhouettes standing. The head of a woman, wearing a soft jade-green skirt, looked a bit resolute, and said: "Hold on, they It shouldn't be chasing too far."

Although the other three women looked tired, they did not object.

At this moment, in the sky, the wind suddenly flashed, and a dry voice came, said with a cold smile: "Run, why didn't you run?"

The complexion of the woman in the blue dress and skirt was changed, and she hurriedly said: "Run, I'll hold him!"