Chapter 329 Wei Yang: If you hit me, I will hit you too
After driving the Zhan Ming, he left the Tie Family Martial Arts School and flew in the sky for about ten minutes.
Wei Yang landed on a mountain.
The mountain is more than two hundred meters high, with steep slopes on all sides. Wei Yang, the practitioner, is not sure, but ordinary people estimate that no one has climbed up it for thousands of years.
When he fell, Wei Yang saw that there were several bird nests and bird egg shells on the top of the mountain.
Looking down from the top of the mountain, the scenery in the mountains is unique, condescending, and refreshing.
However, Tie Fengming was trembling.
Unfortunately, she is just a little girl, and she has been sick since she was a child. She spends most of her time hiding in the house, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. After today's battle, she is flying into the sky and reaching the top of the mountain.
"Senior, please take care of the child. This mountain wind is not good for her health." Ma Wugu seemed to have a very different sense of Tie Fengming. She noticed Tie Fengming's fear and held her in her arms, with a look in her eyes.
Cherish.
Wei Yang looked at Tie Fengming.
Tie Fengming forced a smile and said, "I, I'm fine."
"Your face is so pale that you're still fine." Ma Wugu retorted angrily.
Wei Yang was a little embarrassed.
I originally wanted to pretend to be cool, after all, I have the style of a swordsman, okay, but this is embarrassing.
At that moment, Wei Yang asked: "Where is the Ancient Tomb Sect? Let's go directly?"
Ma Wugu looked at Wei Yang speechlessly: "You just ran in the opposite direction."
Wei Yang's face turned dark: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Ma Wugu: "Haha."
Wei Yang suddenly felt even more embarrassed.
I hold it in my mouth.
The atmosphere is completely bad.
Wei Yang immediately stopped talking and took out a primary strengthening potion and handed it to Tie Fengming.
"Here, drink it."
Tie Fengming didn't hesitate, took it and drank it in one gulp.
"It may be a little uncomfortable, just bear with it and it will be fine."
After saying that, Wei Yang looked at Ma Wugu: "Hold her tight, let's go."
After saying that, he once again rode Zhan Tie into the sky.
Ma Wugu was confused, but she still did as Wei Yang said and hugged Tie Fengming.
After a while, Tie Fengming was trembling all over. This was the effect of the medicine, which was strengthening. Her weak body was suffering from pain.
But within a few minutes, Tie Fengming calmed down, his breathing became evener, his face turned red, and he looked completely different from before.
When Ma Wugu saw it, she was stunned.
What kind of panacea is this that is so effective?
But she didn't dare ask.
After all, I am just a prisoner now.
Afterwards, under Ma Wugu's guidance, Wei Yang shuttled through the clouds and mist, changing direction several times.
Finally, more than half an hour later, the three of them landed on the top of a mountain.
At first glance, there were clouds and mist ahead, but the mist was not white mist, but black mist, which looked particularly strange.
Moreover, in the mountains and forests, there are few vegetation, let alone birds and animals.
It seems like this is a forbidden area of life.
"This is the Guiwu Mountain where the Ancient Tomb Sect is located. It wasn't called this name before. It was only after the fog appeared." Ma Wugu explained.
Wei Yang stared for a moment and said with a smile: "What's next?"
Ma Wugu took out a bottle and poured out two red balls.
"This is the antidote I prepared. It can eliminate the effects of this poisonous fog. However, the poisonous fog has existed for eight hundred years. No one knows what is going on inside now, so for the rest, we can only rely on our seniors."
Ma Wugu replied.
Wei Yang looked at the meatballs, shook his head and said: "No, I have the means to detoxify, and the ghost mist can't hurt me."
Ma Wugu didn't say much.
He is a swordsman, who is infinitely stronger than me, so he naturally says whatever he wants.
She fed one to Tie Fengming and ate one herself.
Although Wei Yang was confident, he still took an antidote for himself in advance.
Once you've pretended to be awesome, you can't pretend to be bad, otherwise you'll lose your reputation.
Come down from the mountain and follow the mountain road. Slowly, the road disappears and there are only various rocks and some strange plants.
Ma Wugu explained: "Although ordinary people are not allowed to enter this Ghost Mist Mountain, it is actually a treasure place for heretics. The Ghost Mist has not changed for hundreds of years, so the plants here have also changed. Most of the plants here have changed."
Death, a small number of mutations, and even some special plants can be grown here, so around Guiwu Mountain, you often encounter some other side sect monks and weird evil spirits."
Wei Yang smiled and said nothing.
There was no need for Ma Wugu to say anything.
Covered by his thoughts, he discovered several Yin spirits lurking.
But to the current Wei Yang, they are all rubbish and not worth mentioning.
Ma Wugu led the way and continued walking forward.
At this time, Tie Fengming was also very excited.
In the past, she would get tired after walking even a few steps, and she would mostly lie down or sit, rarely doing anything.
But now, she feels that her body is full of strength. She can even run on this rugged mountain road, feeling particularly relaxed.
Speaking here, Ma Wugu was actually even more shocked.
This suddenly strengthened medicine is considered a treasure among the Qimen.
Unexpectedly, Wei Yang casually gave it to Tie Fengming.
This girl is really lucky.
Ma Wugu was envious in her heart, but also a little bit sad. If she could have met such an expert back then, how could she be where she is today?
After walking in the mountains for more than half an hour, Ma Wugu suddenly changed her color and her expression became ugly.
Because outside the dark mist-filled valley ahead, a group of people were found busy.
This group of people were obviously dressed as ethnic minorities, and they seemed to be from the Miao ethnic group.
Wei Yang noticed the change in Ma Wugu's expression and looked thoughtful.
It seems that this is an encounter with an old friend.
At this time, the people over there also noticed Ma Wugu calling her various calls in the Miao language, which Wei Yang couldn't understand.
But it can be seen that they are very excited, as if they have discovered something good.
Then, they rushed over.
"Senior, I'm sorry, I met an enemy." Ma Wugu looked embarrassed.
Wei Yang said: "What hatred?"
Ma Wugu hesitated for a moment and said: "These people who killed my mother are all descendants of black witches, and they are my eternal enemies."
"Can you beat me?"
Ma Wugu was a little embarrassed and didn't answer.
Wei Yang looked at the person rushing towards him again, his spiritual eyes opened, and he immediately raised his eyebrows.
The oldest of these people was in their forties or fifties, while the youngest was in their twenties. There were seven people in total, five men and two women.
Some of them were so full of resentment that they looked like murderers.
Wei Yang smiled and said: "It's okay, come with me. As long as I'm here, no one can touch you."
Soon, seven people rushed over and surrounded the three of Wei Yang.
Ma Wugu's face was as dark as water, she quietly grabbed something in her hand and was ready to take action.
The same was true for those seven people, and they directly exposed their hands-on attitude.
Some people had snakes in their hands, some were holding small black jars, and some were pulling out Miao knives.
Wei Yang said coldly: "Get out of here."
Several black witches were originally staring at Ma Wugu, but suddenly heard Wei Yang speaking, and they glared over again.
Without saying anything, one of them just shook his hand, and the colorful snake in his hand flew towards Wei Yang.
Wei Yang smiled.
Good guy, you are very straightforward in your actions, and there is no nonsense at all.
But that’s fine too.
Wei Yang stretched out his hand and pinched the head of the flying snake. Lightning flashed in his palm.
In the blink of an eye, the little snake's skin and flesh burst open, emitting a meaty smell.
Seeing this scene, the seven black wizards were shocked.
One of them, a middle-aged black witch in his forties, said in poor Chinese language: "We are only arresting Ma Wugu, you can leave."
"Walk?"
Wei Yang sneered: "If I were any less powerful just now, I would have been bitten to death by a poisonous snake. Now you want me to leave?"
The middle-aged black witch said coldly: "This is my Miao shaman's business. Please don't meddle in other people's business."
Wei Yang said: "It's really pretentious, but I don't bully the small. If you take one move at me, fine, I'll give you a move in return. If you can block it, I won't care."
The middle-aged black witch showed a vigilant look and said, "Aren't you afraid of offending the black witch?"
Wei Yang smiled grimly: "Take the move first and then talk."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yang pointed his finger to the sky and shouted: "Thunder is coming!"
The next moment, the mighty and terrifying pure Yang mana circulated crazily. In an instant, a terrifying thunder and lightning covering a hundred meters in the surrounding area appeared in the sky, making a crackling sound.
Palm thunder is a general thunder technique.
However, under the output of Wei Yang's nearly five hundred years of mana, it suddenly burst out like the end of the world, shocking the world.
Ma Wugu and Tie Feiming were both dumbfounded.
The seven black wizards were stunned and trembling all over.
"run!"
The middle-aged black witch was heartbroken. He finally realized that he had hit an iron plate. He screamed in horror, turned around and ran away.
The seven people ran separately.
But the next moment, thunder descended.
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap!
Thunder and lightning were like rain, pouring down. Wherever they fell, the vegetation turned to ashes, boulders shattered, the earth exploded, and the seven black witches disappeared without a trace in the thunder.
When the thunder dissipated, within a few hundred meters there were craters and dead silence, as if they had been hit by a terrifying round of artillery fire.
The electric sparks spread by the thunder caused a small part of the poisonous mist in the valley to dissipate, and it could not heal for a long time.
