Shamanism kills the god

After weighing it over and over again, Mu Feng decided to go to the appointment on time.

I spent almost a whole day with Jian Wushang and Lu Xuanfeng in the other courtyard, talking about their respective experiences during this period, discussing the confusion in cultivation, and exchanging views on the general trend of the world.

Jian Wushang is obsessed with martial arts, and has no interest in anything other than cultivation.However, Lu Xuanfeng, a genius, was just the opposite. He talked very little about his own cultivation, but he talked eloquently about the customs and customs of various places and the general trend of the world. He was familiar with ancient and modern times.After having a long talk with him, Mu Feng benefited a lot.

Regarding the general situation of the world, besides the word 'chaotic', Lu Xuanfeng also said a word - forbearance.

Chaos is approaching, at this time, the first to jump out is bound to be hit hard.The more beautiful it was at the beginning, the worse the death will be later.Only by being patient, keeping a low profile, but seizing the time to develop strength in secret, can you have the last laugh.

The hurricane has passed, but the grass is left!

Mu Feng nodded, and understood that what Lu Xuanfeng said was extremely reasonable.After night fell, he bid farewell to the two and went to the residence of scholar-official He Xuangao to have a banquet in Jiangling Mansion.

After dark, although the weather is colder, there are still many people on the street.Some bustling streets are even full of people. Small vendors selling candied haws, lanterns and clothes officially start their day's work at this time.Unlike Beifeng City, people here live and work in peace and contentment. There has been no war for decades. The peaceful and stable political situation has given birth to prosperity.

Although chaos is approaching in the Great Thousand World, and the torrents are surging, but Jiangling Mansion still looks so calm, it seems that there is no slight influence.

"Sell candied haws, the best candied haws..."

Mu Feng walked quickly with his head down, took out a big hat from the painting world and put it on his head to avoid being recognized by others.Now, after becoming a well-known college student in Jiangling Mansion, he keeps a low profile.Although he was wearing the standard gown of the academy, if he didn't look carefully at the Four Books and Three Swords logo on his cuffs, he looked no different from an ordinary student at first glance.

When he was about to reach a cross street, a hoarse voice came from the front left. Looking up, a lame peddler came over pushing a cart of candied haws on a wheelbarrow.Just as he was about to go around, he suddenly found a familiar figure.

At a booth not far away, a tall and stalwart young man was appreciating a calligraphy and painting, nodding while looking at it, and talking to an old man with a gray beard beside him who looked like a teacher from time to time.A few burly men surrounded him, each with a large hat on his head, with sharp eyes, and a pair of eyes kept scanning back and forth.Glancing at the young man's profile, Mu Feng paused, suddenly thinking of someone.

In Kong Minggu, at the critical moment, he threw the Qiuhong sword to himself, so that he could turn defeat into victory and kill the mysterious young man who was the master of Immortal Sword Sect Zhanfeng.Just as they were about to step forward to meet each other, suddenly, their eyebrows twitched, and they felt a strong danger.

There are assassins!

Killer knife cut off?

Mu Feng was startled, and quickly remembered the great devil Bi Luotian with extraordinary methods, and the vicious killer Dao Duoliu.

I glanced around, but found nothing. The vendors around me were as busy as ever, and the passers-by who passed by were not unusual.Yet the sense of danger lingers.

"Hey, is it possible that he is a top killer in the late stage of the real world?"

Mu Feng was startled in his heart, and suddenly stood still on the busy street, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the source of danger with his mind.

There is nothing wrong with the busy vendors around, and the passers-by who pass by have no murderous intent, except for the faint murderous intent coming from the front left.

"Sell candied haws, the best candied haws..."

The hoarse voice was getting closer.

Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the lame street vendor was getting closer and closer, just behind that stalwart young man.At first glance, there is nothing unusual, the voice is hoarse, and it seems to be hoarse; however, there are some slight changes in the steps compared with before; the steps are steady, the shoulders no longer shake when walking, and the speed is gradually accelerated. Still a little bit lame?

"careful!"

Mu Feng sternly shouted, and finally discovered the source of the danger.

Before he could rush up, the vendor who passed by behind the young man suddenly threw away the wheelbarrow in his hand, pulled out a sharp knife, and stabbed viciously at the young man's back.The distance is close at hand, between lightning and flint, the attack is fast and ruthless.The guards who surrounded the young man didn't have time to rescue him in a hurry.

"Hmph, courting death!"

At the juncture of life and death, the young man who seemed to be concentrating on appreciating calligraphy and painting suddenly turned around, flicked his fingers lightly, and the sharp knife in the hand of the lame street vendor flew out of his hand.Then, he grabbed the vendor by the throat and lifted him up high, with a gloomy face, "Say, who sent you here?"

"You're dead……"

The lame street vendor's face was flushed and he was struggling to breathe. However, an evil smile suddenly appeared on his face.As soon as the words fell, a black blood suddenly oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he committed suicide by taking poison.With his head tilted, it drooped limply on his shoulders, and a wisp of strange fragrance permeated the air. The poison he swallowed was obviously surprisingly poisonous.

Seeing the black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, the young man with amazing strength didn't dare to neglect. He threw the lame vendor's body far away and covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

"go!"

The young man gave an order and was just about to leave when suddenly he staggered and almost fell to the ground, his hands were in burning pain.He lifted it up and saw that the ten fingers were black and swollen at some point, infected with an inexplicable poison.

"You...the calligraphy and painting are poisonous?"

The young man turned pale with fright, turned and pointed at the vendors selling calligraphy and paintings.The terrible poison spread rapidly, first the ten fingers, then the palms; finally, both arms were black and swollen badly.

"Hahaha, I only know now, it's too late!"

Originally looking like a down-and-out scholar, the vendor selling calligraphy and paintings laughed, and suddenly took out a strong crossbow from under the counter.Above, there were five shiny black crossbow bolts smeared with poison.Looking at it from a distance, it is frightening.

"Protect the son!"

"Young master, let's go, hurry up!"

……

The guards clustered around the young man finally came to their senses and jumped on him desperately.After a series of beeps, he used his body to help the young man block the terrible poisonous arrow.The remaining two guards guarded the young man and ran wildly. The old man with a gray beard who looked like a teacher followed closely behind. A group of four fled the terrifying street in a panic.

Panicked, the four moved quickly.However, before they had gone far, a vigorous figure suddenly came out of the darkness and blocked their way coldly.He was tall and stalwart, a whole head taller than the average burly man, wearing a black suit, with a black cloth covering his face.Standing still on the wide street is like a towering mountain, giving people the feeling of being invincible.The power in the body fluctuates like the tide of the sea, rising steadily, and it seems to be even better than the vicious Queen Liu Ruyan!

Master!

This is definitely a real super master!

Mu Feng turned pale with shock, for some reason, he felt a familiar yet unfamiliar aura from this terrifying masked killer who suddenly rushed out!