Shamanism kills the god

At dawn, a tree-wood bullock cart was slowly walking on the official road to Jianshui City. .

The driver was a bearded farmer, middle-aged and shirtless.Perhaps because of doing farm work in the fields all year round, his skin was tanned, and he looked extraordinarily strong at first glance.On the carriage, there was a layer of straw, on which lay a sallow, skinny old man, weak, covered with a thick quilt on a hot day, as if he was seriously ill.Beside her, sat a middle-aged peasant woman with red eyes, wearing a long coarse skirt, and holding a tattered package in her hand, crying all the way, as if she was very sad.

With the help of the old man Li Qingfu, Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang disguised themselves as a middle-aged couple and sent their seriously ill grandfather to the city for treatment.If you don't try it, you won't know. After dressing up anew, I found that old man Li really has some skills.With some mud, herbs, and a few rags, the three of them were dressed like ordinary country folk.

Early in the morning, there were few pedestrians on the road.But not long after the departure, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes in the distance, followed by the silhouettes of several knights appearing on a distant hill, paused and then roared down.After getting closer, you can see that there are a few fierce knights, wearing white robes, with long swords hanging from their waists, and big hats on their heads, covering most of their faces.

Fairy Sword Gate!

As expected, Immortal Sword Sect has set up a lot of eyes and ears along the way, checking every suspicious person passing by.

"coming!"

Mu Feng's heart trembled, and he immediately recognized the identities of these white knights, without turning his head, he whispered to Jing Wushuang behind him, "Shuang'er, don't be so nervous, relax, it's okay!"

"Ok!"

Jing Wushuang responded softly, lowered her head, pretending to be sad.

"Stop, stop!"

The leading white-clothed swordsman rode his horse and galloped, leading several white-clothed knights to stop the bullock cart, and with a 'shua' sound, he shook off a portrait in his hand.With sharp eyes, he swept back and forth on the three of them, and asked coldly, "Who is he, where is his hometown, and where are he going?"

"A few..., some adults, the young one..., the young one is from Niulanshan. This is the young lady. Let's send... together, and send the old man to the city for treatment."

Mu Feng's voice was hoarse, and he pretended to be honest and frightened, and then he stammered: "The doctor in the country said..., yes, my grandfather contracted..., the disease he contracted, what is it called... , What kind of wind and cold is coming, I must..., I must find a doctor in the city to cure it!"

wind chill?

The leading white-robed swordsman glanced at the sallow and dying old man Li who was lying on the bullock cart, and quickly turned his horse's head to hide aside, lest the old man's wind and cold would be contagious.With a cold snort, he raised his hand impatiently, "Okay, let's go!"

"Thank..., thank you adults, thank you!"

Mu Feng kept thanking him, jumped out of the bullock cart with a smile on his face, took out a few charred sweet potatoes from the straw under the old man, and handed them to the leading white-robed swordsman, "My lord, little... The little one has no money on him, only some of his own... sweet potatoes planted in his own field, roasted just this morning, please big..., big..."

"Okay, who wants your sweet potatoes?"

Before the stuttering Mu Feng could finish speaking, the white-robed swordsman impatiently raised his hand, telling him to leave quickly.

Lying on the bullock cart was an old man who was suffering from wind and cold and was about to die. No one dared to approach him easily.Who would dare to eat the dark sweet potato that was pulled out from under him?

"Yes, thank you..., thank you sir!"

Mu Feng jumped into the bullock cart and drove away slowly with the big buffalo.

"It's strange, I didn't find it after guarding here for a day and a night. Could it be that the scholar really disappeared like air?"

"That's right, I heard that even the young master died in his hands and turned into a mummy. I really don't know what kind of a big devil that is!"

……

After turning around a forest, the voices of several white-robed swordsmen still faintly came from behind.

Watched all day and night?

Mu Feng smiled coldly, and drove the carriage away calmly.

Along the way, almost every five li encountered a group of interrogators, and more and more white-clothed swordsmen were encountered.No matter the honest country people or the high-ranking officials passing by, none of them dared to resist in front of them. They allowed them to check carefully and turned the accompanying carriage and salute upside down.On the contrary, when seeing his slow-moving ox cart with no cover and cover, he would wave his hand to let it go after a quick glance, and the journey was safe and sound.

Old man Li's excellent disguise, coupled with Mu Feng's composure along the way, successfully concealed it from all the eyes and ears of the Immortal Sword Sect along the way.At nightfall, the three of them stayed overnight in a roadside inn, preparing to leave the next day.Haste makes waste, although I can't wait to drive overnight.But in order to avoid suspicion, it is better to stay for one night and hurry up tomorrow!

call……

The night wind blows, bringing a burst of coolness to the hot inn, and people fall asleep one after another.

In the dead of night, after confirming that everyone around was asleep, Mu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the room for meditation, removed the disguise that was gradually losing its effect, and suddenly came out through the window.After a few ups and downs, I came to the back mountain of the inn quietly.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, the surrounding area is dark, and the whole town is shrouded in thick night.He couldn't see the white-robed swordsmen of Xianjianmen, let alone the eyes and ears of Master Blind, but Mu Feng could be sure that they must be lurking on the road.Lay out a net of heaven and earth, just wait for yourself to bump into it.

Where are Mei Siniang and Feng Qianjin now? Are they in any danger?

Looking at the dark night sky, Mu Feng frowned worriedly.

Immortal Sword Sect is determined to win, and Mei Siniang and Feng Qianjin, who are sitting in their carriage to attract their attention, are obviously taking great risks. Once they are caught up by the masters of Immortal Sword Sect Yujian Hall, a vicious fight is inevitable.Although both Mei Siniang and Feng Qianjin are strong men in the elite realm and are powerful, the masters of Immortal Sword Sect are even more formidable.Once surrounded, the consequences will be disastrous!

Thinking of the short, fat and smiling Feng Qianjin, Mu Feng's heart moved, and he took out the brochure he gave him before leaving.

"Misty rain and nine swords, smoke is born by rain, rain is born by smoke..."

Mu Feng carefully read the booklet in his hand, engraving every word and every action in his mind.After a long time, he put away the booklet, but a complete set of sword techniques appeared in his mind.

Clang...

Mu Feng pulled out the precious sword that Mei Siniang gave him, and stabbed it out, and there were dots of cold light in the night sky, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.The attack was erratic, false and real, covering all targets within a radius of ten meters.A piercing cold air immediately radiated from the body, and smoke curled up from the wet ground, dense branches and leaves, and even the grass lying on the ground.

Misty Rain Nine Swords Fog Locks the Cold River!

Mu Feng stabbed out with a sword, unexpectedly showing a little bit of Yanyulou's demeanor that day, the sword aura was overwhelming.

After simply practicing the Misty Rain Sword for a while, Mu Feng sat down cross-legged, and raised his hand to sacrifice the eighteen blood witch order body protection.Then, with a movement in the heart, the soul broke out of the body.Hanging three feet above your head, quietly sense the movement around you.

Compared with when passing through the Fengkou Gorge, the soul hanging above the head has grown a bit stronger, and the heart can exude a compelling blood.All of a sudden, all the ghosts and ghosts within a few miles lurked in panic, and the yin energy on the back mountain was swept away.

After plundering the power of Killer Dao Duoliu, his strength has grown again.

"Killing and plundering are indeed the best practice!"

Mu Feng sensed the changes in the soul carefully, and after confirming that there was no danger, the soul turned into a bloody light and disappeared into the sky with a 'swoosh'.

Travel thousands of miles!

The main body sits cross-legged on the back mountain without moving, and the spirit travels around at night to detect the enemy's situation!

At the end of the day, although there was no danger, Mu Feng was still vigilant and did not dare to take it lightly.I hope that under the cover of night, I will carefully spy on the movements of Immortal Sword Gate and Master Blind, lest I accidentally step into their trap.

Not to mention the giant of the Immortal Sword Sect, his methods are as powerful as the sky, and the former big devil, the blind master Bi Luotian, has no plans to spare.I can think of a way to disguise myself to hide the truth, how do I know if they have any corresponding strategies?