Huo Yuanqiu's face was gray at the moment. He had just escaped from the tomb and planned to return to the Bottle Spirit Sect. He was secretly complaining about the bad luck of his trip, but he didn't expect to suddenly see Wu Ying and others emerging from the lake.
Seeing Wu Ying's appearance, Huo Yuanqiu's gloomy face suddenly turned into surprise.
After thinking for a while, he squeezed out a half-hearted smile and said politely: "Little friend Wu, we said goodbye to the Pingling Sect that day, but you didn't expect to see each other again so soon?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Ying and Lu Feng looked at each other and immediately understood the reason for Huo Yuanqiu's greetings. They probably didn't know that they had already known about the power struggle within the Pingling Sect and were trying to trick him into exploring the tomb.
When their eyes met, they immediately reached an agreement.
Wu Ying replied cheerfully: "Master Huo Er, what a coincidence. Why are you here too?"
Huo Yuanqiu watched the group of people arrive at the shore one after another, and also recognized Lu Feng on Shaoyang's back. After noticing something strange about the latter's legs, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
He asked in reply: "Why are Wu Xiaoyou and Qingshan Sect Master also here?"
Lu Feng responded calmly: "It was because I sensed the disciples' cry for help a few days ago, so I arrived in time and rescued them from the dangerous ancient tomb before they were injured or injured."
???????????????Huo Yuanqiu asked: "Have you ever seen any of the disciples of my Pingling Sect? In such a dangerous situation of life and death, people's hearts are unpredictable, how can those bastards
Have you done anything morally wrong?"
Lu Feng felt cold in his heart and secretly thought that Huo Yuanqiu was really an old fox. He actually blamed Huo Qiu and his party for the disaster in the tomb. This move seemed to be excusing the scene of Huo Qiu's death attack in the black coffin room.
If he hadn't learned about the internal strife in the Pingling Sect, Huo Yuanqiu's true virtue might have been fooled by him with such rhetoric.
Upon hearing this, the faces of Shaoyang and his entourage suddenly darkened, and they were all filled with indignation.
Lu Feng smiled calmly: "As for Huo Er, if it hadn't been for Guizong's care along the way, useless disciples like me wouldn't have been able to wait for my rescue. On the other hand, I owe Guizong a lot.
Affection."
Huo Yuanqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to ask: "I wonder if you can break through this tomb? Whose tomb is it? Why is it so dangerous and hidden?"
Wu Ying pretended to regret and shook his head: "This tomb is extremely dangerous and difficult to break through. When we got halfway through, we were trapped in the formation, and then fell into an underground river and were washed here.
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While Wu Ying was replying, Lu Feng secretly motioned to Shao Yang to put him down and led everyone to leave first.
But Shaoyang and others haven't gone far yet.
Huo Yuanqiu's stern voice came over: "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
Lu Feng's face was stern, he understood that Huo Yuanqiu couldn't get what he wanted after asking, so he decided to start searching.
The fact was just as Lu Feng expected. Huo Yuanqiu saw that Wu Ying was unwilling to say more, and immediately lost his patience. Regardless of whether he could find any treasure resources, even if Wu Ying and the others found nothing in the tomb, he could at least keep this.
The news of being in the tomb realm is not spread out and falls into the hands of outsiders.
Originally he was afraid of Lu Feng's strength and he was injured, so he was unwilling to take this step. But now, seeing Lu Feng's difficulty in moving and his strength being greatly affected, greed caused him to have murderous intentions.
Thinking that since the latter can easily take out such a tomb map, there is no guarantee that he may have other higher-level treasure troves, tombs, etc. in his hands.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Huo Yuanqiu waved his sleeves, and three flying knives with cold light flew towards Lu Feng's position.
Wu Ying had quick eyes and quick hands. His feet shook, and three stones instantly flew in front of him. He raised his hand and struck to meet the three incoming flying knives.
Click...
The stone cracked with a sound.
There was no obstruction at all to get half a point. The gap in strength between the two was really too big.
Even if Huo Yuanqiu is injured, he at least retains the strength at the second and third breath levels of the Heavenly Soul Realm, which is definitely not something that Wu Ying, an Earth Soul Realm soul master, can stop.
However, Wu Ying's move gave Lu Fengmi time to react.
Three flying knives shuttled through the broken stones and pierced Lu Feng's heart and hands.
Lu Feng, who was slumped on the ground, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately propped himself up with his hands and feet. He leaned back and narrowly avoided these three flying knives.
The flying knife missed and hit the stone surface on the shore behind it. It stirred up countless sparks and cut a large hole in the stone surface.
The shattered gravel splashed towards Shaoyang and the others who were moving away, abruptly interrupting their escape.
Wu Ying recognized that Huo Yuanqiu's hand was the Ping Ling Sect's hidden weapon technique, 'Shadow Breathing Technique', and couldn't help but be amazed. Judging from Huo Huo's level, the latter was probably very experienced in this field.
Before the worry in my heart could be realized, a new round of whooshing sounds came to my ears.
There were more flying knives attacking this time, with five handles in total, and the blockade was more comprehensive.
Lu Feng caught the trajectory of the flying knives and understood that it would be difficult to dodge with the previous posture. He immediately pointed his sword forward and slashed out with sharp sword light, accurately facing the five flying knives coming from Huo Yuanqiu.
The harsh sound of metal collision resounded frequently.
Huo Yuanqiu's flying knives were deflected by Lu Feng's sword force, collided with each other, and flew far away.
In just an instant, four of the five flying knives were gone.
Although the last one left was approaching, a new sword light in Lu Feng's hand was already striking straight at it.
Ding~
The flying knife was struck by the sharp sword light and flew to one side.
"careful!"
Wu Ying's horrified voice suddenly sounded.
The sword in Lu Feng's hand condensed, and as it dissipated, a small Xuanyuan shield condensed on the back of his hand, blocking his chest and heart.
Behind the blown away flying knife, there was actually a small and narrow flying knife hidden.
What Huo Yuanqiu struck at that moment was not five, but six flying knives.
Moreover, this sixth flying knife was extremely cleverly hidden, taking advantage of the blind spots in the field of vision. It could not be said to be cunning and despicable.
Although Lu Feng's Xuanyuan Shield had condensed, it had no chance to block the sixth flying knife.
Wu Ying took the first step and flew in front of him, using her body to deflect this sneak attack for him.
Lu Feng said with emotion and sadness: "You really treat me like a loser with a broken leg. I can still handle such a sneak attack!"
Although he was blaming on his lips, his eyes were full of intolerance, as if Wu Ying's injury was not worth it.
"It's...poisonous!"
Wu Ying's weak voice sounded, grabbing Lu Feng's hand and urging: "Quick, don't let him run away, grab his gear."
When Lu Feng heard this, his expression immediately turned cold and stern, filled with cold murderous intent.
Although his legs could not move, his hands shook the ground, and his body jumped straight towards the approaching Huo Yuanqiu, and in mid-air, several sharp sword lights shot out.
The terrifying power of the sword's movement vertically and horizontally made Huo Yuanqiu startled, and he felt an inexplicable shuddering and ferocious chill.
Without any room for hesitation, Huo Yuanqiu hurriedly stepped back and distanced himself. Several flying knives in his hand were aimed at Lu Feng in mid-air, intending to cut off the momentum of his sword.
"You don't seem... like you were poisoned?" Ning Xiang's sudden voice sounded towards Wu Ying, and her curious eyes glanced back and forth at Wu Ying's body suspiciously.
Wu Ying chuckled, covering a shallow scar on his chest, "Pretending, pretending, otherwise, how could your master get into the state so quickly? Look at his fierce appearance at the moment, does he look like he is being killed?
Father’s enemy.”
Qian Xin was dissatisfied: "Even if it's like that, you're just meeting the enemy who killed your son. Don't take advantage of our master."
Wu Ying still had a mean smile on her face, "Huo Yuanqiu is very cunning and powerful after all, and Brother Lu is so injured. If we don't force him, we may not be able to escape easily."
"Besides, if Huo Yuanqiu runs back, he might do something extreme. In that case, your master's little lover will be in danger."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Qian Xin said defensively: "Master only has his wife in his heart, so don't mess around and instigate their feelings."
Wu Ying was said to be so stubborn that she wanted to retort, but when she thought about what Sikong Tong asked her to conceal, she finally suppressed her words.
He looked at Lu Feng, who was fighting in the distance, and murmured secretly: "Brother Lu, Brother Lu, I'd better leave you to deal with the romantic debt you have incurred. Don't blame your brother for hiding it from you."
The hearts of everyone in Shaoyang were also gripped by the battle between Lu Feng and Huo Yuanqiu.
Shao Yue was worried and said: "Can master beat that man? His legs..."
Seeing Lu Feng always cross-legged on the ground, moving with his left hand on the ground and facing the enemy with his right hand, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
Wu Ying said with relief: "No matter how thin a camel is, it is still bigger than a horse. In our profession, most of the energy is spent on learning the grave digger realm. In terms of actual combat, they are all weak. I am not worried now."
Can your master defeat Huo Yuanqiu, but are you worried that this old guy Huo Yuanqiu will run away if he sees that the situation is not good and that he is no match for you?"
"Although he is not good at actual combat, he is a Heavenly Soul Realm soul master after all. If he really wants to run away, Brother Lu won't be able to chase him in the air. I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep him."
Before Wu Ying could finish her worried words, the situation on the battlefield in the distance suddenly changed.
Huo Yuanqiu gained the opportunity of Lu Fengteng's leap, and actually swung seven flying knives that far exceeded the limit.
Those seven flying knives were even more flexible, faster and more cunning than the previous ones, forcing Lu Feng to move back to block and dodge.
So much so that after this confrontation, the distance between the two people was suddenly opened by twenty or thirty meters.
Lu Feng sensed something was wrong, and when he blocked all the flying knives, he immediately approached again, but in the end he was still half a beat too late.
Huo Yuanqiu had made up his mind to escape, and realized that Lu Feng was no match for his subordinates. He immediately stopped fighting and spun his steps, his agile body seemed to be dancing from the ground, and flew away in an instant.
Facing Lu Feng who was chasing after him below, he waved his sleeves suddenly, and countless cold rays of light poured down like a torrential rain.
Although this kind of offensive did not use the Shadow Breathing Technique, but it was thrown with the power of the Heavenly Soul Realm itself, its power should not be underestimated.
The most important thing is that the quantity is large.
It makes people avoidable.
Lu Feng's momentum to keep Huo Yuanqiu behind was completely suppressed. Faced with countless hidden weapons slanting towards him like a torrential rain, he had to avoid their sharp edges and move to one side.
Huo Yuanqiu stepped into the mid-space. Looking back, he saw that although Lu Feng was no longer chasing him, he was dodging with ease, which made him feel resentful.
The Crow Fan was quietly held in his hand, and three black Crow feathers were mixed among countless hidden weapons, shooting towards Lu Feng below like falling meteors.
The black feathers of the Hades piercing through the air are condensed with endless death-yin energy, leaving a dark trail in the mid-air, exuding a heart-stopping aura.