"Is he dead?" At this moment, a startled voice suddenly came from behind.
Wu Feng looked back and saw that the daughter of the sect leader had put away the golden gourd. Her face was very pale, as if she was seriously ill, but her eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man with a bit of surprise and uncertainty.
Wu Feng nodded lightly, and suddenly with a move of his palm, the black tripod flew back, shrunk to the size of a finger, and was put into his sleeve, and behind the black tripod, the black ruler followed.
"Master, can you give me this magic weapon?" Wu Feng held the black ruler and asked with a smile.
Ling'er was startled for a moment, a light flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "This is natural, he was killed by you, and you deserve this."
When Wu Feng saw this, he was not polite and directly used his spiritual thoughts to burn into the black ruler magic weapon. However, as soon as his spiritual thoughts touched the black ruler magic weapon, a black smoke suddenly rose from the black ruler magic weapon, and a sudden burst of black smoke came from inside.
The shadow of a ferocious tiger jumped out and bit Wu Feng head-on.
A cold light flashed in Wu Feng's eyes, and he didn't see what he was doing. The tiger's body suddenly tightened, and then was hit on the head by an invisible club. It was immediately dizzy and teetering.
"A mere tiger spirit actually dares to bite its master!" Wu Feng looked coldly and directly imprinted his spiritual thoughts on the tiger.
After recognizing its master, the tiger immediately became obedient, and following Wu Feng's thought, he returned to the black ruler.
Ling'er next to him looked calm, but was secretly surprised in his heart. The power of the tiger just now was obviously the soul of a third-level monster. It suddenly launched an attack and wanted to devour Wu Feng's spiritual thoughts, but he did not expect to be counterattacked immediately.
It can be seen from this that Wu Feng's spiritual thoughts far exceed that of this tiger spirit monster.
At this time, with the death of the middle-aged strong man, the few remaining innate strong men died one after another in no particular order, and a large number of demon disciples, seeing that something was wrong, immediately dispersed.
Naturally, the elders of the Zhuyin Sect refused to let him go, and immediately rushed to chase him. They all returned in less than a stick of incense.
Ling'er returned to his carriage, gave instructions, and the carriage continued to move forward. This demonic ambush ended in such a relaxed situation, which surprised everyone.
However, some careful people have already seen the key to the matter. They know that if Ling'er hadn't restrained the middle-aged man first, so that he had no time to support him. Together with Wu Feng alone, the opponent's two troublesome people would have been eliminated.
The elders killed and assisted Ling'er in killing the middle-aged strong man, otherwise the situation would be that their side would be killed and defeated.
In the carriage.
The pretty maid blinked her eyes and said: "You mean, that little lucky guy can actually kill a strong man in the middle stage of Xiantian?"
Ling'er said angrily: "He is not much younger than you, and he was not killed alone, with my assistance!"
The pretty maidservant smiled, suddenly thought of something, and said curiously: "Why did you give that man's magic weapon to him? Even if this magic weapon is better than your golden gourd, it is still a magic weapon! If it is sold, it will be worth it.
One million taels of gold!”
Ling'er sighed softly and said: "I can't bear to part with him, but my mother once told me that this person is of great use and should be treated well. In addition, today, I heard some disciples say that he can kill two opponents by himself."
He is an innate master, his strength is almost the same as mine, and how old is he this year? He is about seventeen years old, about the same as me. His future is boundless, so this magic weapon should be used to win him over."
The pretty maid murmured: "I'm afraid he won't appreciate it. There are too many white-eyed wolves nowadays."
"Others can be unkind, but we cannot be unjust." Ling'er said seriously.
The pretty maid stuck out her sweet tongue and made a face.
In another carriage.
Wu Feng played with a small black ruler with stubby fingers in his hand, feeling the power of this magic weapon. From the perspective of weapon refining, this magic weapon was very rough, including the black tripod, which was all made of magic weapon materials.
Refined randomly.
It has neither magic weapon characteristics nor built-in restrictions. You can only refine such a bad magic weapon with your eyes closed.
However, fortunately, the raw materials of these two magic weapons are good and very hard. The black tripod alone cannot be cut even by his flying sword. It is an excellent defensive magic weapon. Moreover, I don’t know what kind of metal is added to this treasure.
, surprisingly heavy.
After he recognized his master, the black cauldron became as light as snowflakes.
Since the Black Ruler has been possessed, its power has been greatly increased, and it can barely be used.
Of the three magic weapons on his body, only the flying sword is decently refined. It has a built-in forbidden magic formula that can activate the power of thunder, doubling the power of the magic weapon in a short period of time.
"With these three magic weapons, even if you encounter a mid-level Xiantian strongman alone, you can give it a try!" Wu Feng was filled with confidence, and then continued to practice with his eyes closed.
Half a month later.
The motorcade 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 questioning, I found out that this town was secretly purchased by the Zhuyin Sect more than ten years ago, and the people here are all family members of the previous generation of the Zhuyin Sect.
And now, this is the safe haven of Zhuyin Sect.
After entering the small town, Wu Feng was quickly assigned to a hospital. Although the environment was slightly worse, it did not affect anything.
Two months later, Wu Feng walked out of Ling'er's hospital, left the town, and sped towards the west.
This time, he made an excuse to relax "nearby", but in fact he was heading in the direction of Peach Blossom Valley. It was already July, and half a year later, it was time for the peach blossom poison in his body to attack again, and he couldn't get rid of the poison for a day.
, he couldn't feel at ease.
A few days later.
Wu Feng stopped at the entrance of a dilapidated village and looked around. This small village seemed to have been abandoned for many years and was deserted. It must have been destroyed by a monster attack.
Wu Feng casually leaned against a rock and restored the spiritual energy in his body.
At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the village. There were about three or four people, and among them came the anxious voice of a woman: "What should I do? They are coming soon."
"Let's hide here." Another woman gasped.
"No! The other side has an innately powerful person, and they can see us with a sweep of their spiritual thoughts. The only way is to escape from their tracking range!" Another woman said.
Wu Feng was startled when he heard this, with a strange look on his face.
I saw four pretty figures standing in the open space outside the village. The leader was a woman, wearing a green soft skirt, with a somewhat resolute look on her face, and said, "If you hold on a little longer, they won't be able to pursue you too far."
Although the other three women all looked tired, they did not object.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of wind in the sky, and a dry voice came, sneering: "Run, why don't you run?"
The face of the woman in the green and green dress changed, and she hurriedly said: "Run, I'll hold him back!"