Shamanism kills the god

Mu Feng retreated while fighting, and after driving back the black ghosts who were chasing after him with several blood spears one after another, he protected Jing Wushuang to a dense bamboo forest. Going straight ahead, there are still more than ten miles of mountain roads away from the Yinfeng Cave where the ghost mother is, but the pursuers behind him are getting closer and closer.

"Brother Mufeng, the third year of junior high school is dying. If you don't heal his wounds, he won't be able to hold on anymore! How about hiding in this bamboo forest first?"

Jing Wushuang was out of breath and couldn't move anymore.

This is still secondary, the key point is that with the bumps of the mountain road, the wound on Chu San's arm was torn open, the wound became bigger and bigger, and a lot of blood oozes out along the way.If this continues, he will probably pass away before reaching the Yinfeng Cave.Mu Qingyuan and his party started viciously, cutting off his arms at the root, ordinary herbs could not stop the bleeding at all.

"Okay, let's go!"

Mu Feng nodded, carrying Tianhu Duan on his back, just about to take a step, when suddenly his eyebrows twitched, and a strong sense of danger arose spontaneously.Before he had time to say more, he grabbed Jing Wushuang who was walking in front.

bang...

In front of Jing Wushuang, a seemingly normal piece of soil suddenly exploded, and a short and fat figure rose into the sky, surrounded by groups of eerie ghost lights.Mu Feng's reaction was a little slow, and Jing Wushuang, who was walking in front, was about to be blown to pieces by the terrifying ghost fire!

"It's you?"

Looking at the ghostly white ghost, Mu Feng's heart sank.

After pushing back the black ghosts who were chasing after him again and again, he was always uneasy, and always felt as if he had missed something.Now, when he saw the white ghost standing in front of him, he remembered that he almost forgot about this devil.

The two ghosts of Beiliu, one black and one white, are inseparable, never alone.The nigger was in hot pursuit, and the white ghost must be nearby.The reason why they didn't chase after them all together was because they were prepared and went around to the front to set up an ambush!

"Hahaha, the young man really has some skills, not bad, not bad!"

Looking at Mu Feng with a serious face, the white ghost laughed loudly, raised his head and let out a long whistle, and there was an angry reply not far away. .Follow, the nigger who followed all the way speeded up and chased after him.One after the other, the two devils surrounded Mu Feng and his party.On the rugged mountain road, there is a dense bamboo forest on one side, and a cliff thousands of feet high on the other side, with nowhere to go.

"Brother Mufeng, what should we do?"

Looking at the two ferocious-looking demon heads, Jing Wushuang trembled, almost spilling the medicine powder in his hand.While talking, he subconsciously approached Mu Feng with Chu San behind his back, and hastily sprinkled the medicine powder on the wounds on Chu San's left and right arms.

"fine!"

Mu Feng's face was cold, and he quickly took a look at the surrounding environment. Just when the Beiliu twin ghosts were advancing step by step, thinking that the four of them could not fly, he suddenly lifted Mu Qingyuan, a hostage, "Go away, I don't want this trash to die in your hands." In front of him, step back from me far away. I will count to three, otherwise, I will crush his bones one by one, three..."

"What, dare you?"

The white ghost who was holding the winning scroll was furious, and suddenly took a step forward, the will-o'-the-wisp circling around his body whistling.On the other side, the icy nigger was also ready to pounce.

click...

A crisp sound suddenly rang in people's ears.

Mu Feng expressionless, directly crushed one of Mu Qingyuan's finger bones.Instead of pinching it, but using your fingertips hard, it was directly smashed into pieces!

"what……"

Being dragged all the way across the mountains, Mu Qingyuan, who was in a trance, let out a scream, and then gradually regained consciousness.Fingers connected to heart, trembling with pain.

"two……"

Mu Feng gave a cold shout, and before the Beiliu ghosts could react, he exerted force with his fingertips again.

This time, what was crushed was no longer the phalanx, but the left collarbone of Mu Qingyuan, a good-for-nothing.The right hand continued to grope up, and it stayed at the position of his larynx. Just pinch it lightly, and Mu Qingyuan, a dandy who has done all kinds of bad things, will die completely!

"Beiliu Shuanglao, save me, save me..."

Mu Qingyuan raised his head with difficulty, begging bitterly.

He didn't want to die, and he was definitely not willing to die here like this?

As the second young master of the Mu family, he has status and status. He is still young, and he has not enjoyed enough of the colorful world!As long as he is alive and returns to the Mu Mansion at the foot of the mountain, he will be able to make a comeback, and after recuperating, he will continue to spend his days and nights.If you die, then there is really nothing left!

At this moment, Mu Qingyuan forgot hatred and all kinds of despicable desires, and just wanted to live!

"Okay, you are ruthless!"

Looking at each other, the black and white ghosts had to step aside.

Although Mu Qingyuan is a contemptible dude, but his status is there after all, if he just watched him die in front of his eyes, it would be useless to tear Mu Feng and his party to pieces.At that time, after the great disciple Mu Tie returns, who will bear his anger?

Recalling the method of Mu Tie, the great disciple of the Mu Mansion, the two once lawless devils couldn't help but shudder.

"Shuang'er, let's go!"

Mu Feng ordered in a deep voice, let Jing Wushuang go first with Junior San on his back, and after she climbed to the top of the high mountain, he escorted Mu Qingyuan, a good-for-nothing, to leave slowly.Two fingers have been coldly pressing on his throat, as long as he exerts a little force, the latter will turn into a cold corpse!

"Second Young Master, then..., that is Second Young Master!"

"Don't rush, do you want the second young master to die in front of you?"

……

The large group of guards rushed over panting at this moment, and after seeing the hostages in Mu Feng's hands clearly, their faces changed drastically, and they did not dare to act recklessly.It wasn't until Mu Feng's figure was about to disappear on the top of the mountain that he unhurriedly pursued him from a distance.

Chasing too close, worried that Mu Fengyu would die, and drag Mu Qingyuan, the second young master's corpse, to the bottom, no one can afford the consequences.But if it is too far away, I am worried that Mu Feng will sneak into the dense forest and disappear without a trace.When the time comes, where will the second young master be rescued, and how will he explain to the big disciple Mu Tie and the elder Chuangong?

"Shuang'er, can you still go?"

Seeing Jing Wushuang who walked heavily and almost fell into the cliff several times, Mu Feng looked worried.

After the news spread, there must be more and more pursuers behind him, even some real masters.If you can't get to the Yinfeng Tunnel as soon as possible, the consequences will be disastrous.The Beiliu twin ghosts were cruel and scheming, and they were only temporarily suppressed just now.Once Jing Wushuang and Chu San fall into their hands, it will be troublesome.

"fine!"

Jing Wushuang was out of breath, took a deep breath, and continued walking forward with the third grade on his back.Just as he was about to cross a small stream, his body shook suddenly and he stopped in horror.

By the clear stream, at some point, a figure in white clothes appeared, sitting cross-legged on a cold stone slab, with a long sword lying flat on his knee.

White clothes, long sword, stream water...

Seeing the calm look of the man in white, Jing Wushuang knew that this must be a master, a top master who was more terrifying than the Beiliu ghosts!

There are pursuers behind and strong enemies ahead, what should we do?

Jing Wushuang's beautiful eyes widened, and she subconsciously took a few steps back. At this moment, she was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out!