Lord Sovereign

Five days later, under Fei Hong's accelerated tempering, the mysterious weapon was refined. This object was a blue-white short sword in the shape of lightning. Fei Hong named it "Titan Thorne."

This was the first time that he would be performing the task of delivering goods. Even if the goods were not valuable, they could be regarded as good things for the little sects, so he should be prepared first.

He decided to take Wan'er with him, and that was what Wan'er meant.

Two days later, a group of five people embarked on the journey to Fallen Valley. Apart from Fei Hong and Fei Li Ling, there were also three Sacred disciples who were cultivating on the second level of the Embryonic Realm.

There were three carriages, the wagon in the middle, Fei Hong and Fei Li Ling in the last carriage, and the other three disciples fighting forward.

Three days later, they came to a small town. According to the itinerary, they will meet here with a little sect and go to Fallen Valley together.

Soon, Fei Hong merged with this small team of three. Opposite were three men, headed by a middle-aged fat man who looked more than 40 years old.

"Hey, do th Sacred Sect send you to be the team leader this time?" The fat man surnamed Huang saw Fei Hong, who was under 20 years old, frowned and sneered. "Does this look down on our Feijianmen, or look down on us? The Fallen Leaf Valley? Huh."

"Brother Huang is serious." Fei Hong didn't want to make any troubles, clasped his fist and said. "As long as the safety of the cargo can be guaranteed, everyone will be the same. Please also ask Senior Brother Huang for help on this journey."

This white-faced fat man seemed to have his cultivation base at the third level of the Embryonic Realm. Of course, Fei Hong would not be too respectful, and coupled with his disdainful expression just now, it would be good to be a little angry.

"Oh, let's say, you are the marquee, go ahead, let's walk behind the Feijianmen." Afterwards, the fat yellow turned back to the carriage without even looking at Fei Hong.

Fei Hong gave a wry smile. "Let's go too."

The two teams of carriages quickly left the town, but not far away, several men in black followed suit.

A few days later, the convoy came to the Oshan Mountains. The Wushan Mountain Range was a famous "dead mountain". The climate here was harsh, the vegetation was sparse, and some valleys were full of fog in all seasons. Only a few highly survivable birds and predators could survive here.

The only thing worth developing in Osan was the abundant ore in the mountain. And many rare minerals had been produced here. However, because it was too dangerous, few people dare to mine here.

But Wushan was also the only way from Sacred Gate to Fallen Leaf Valley. If one was to go around, one would have to walk more than a month.

"Senior Brother Fei, we have already entered Wushan Mountain Road." The Angong disciple who was driving the carriage outside uttered. He had taken Xiaowu the last time he went to Luoye Valley, driving a group to deliver some goods. So this time, Cao Wang still sent him over.

"Well, I know Xiaowu, if the road is hard to walk at night, we will camp and rest on the spot."

"Yes."

Soon, the convoy entered the mountain road around the mountain, and the surrounding fog began to increase.

Suddenly, a loud roar resounded across the valley, and Fei Hong was startled when he heard an exclamation from the Feijianmen caravan behind. "Brother, it's a plum leopard."

Magical Plum Leopard? This was a very fierce leopard, but to myself, it shouldn't be considered a big threat.

Thinking, Fei Hong patted Wan'er on the shoulder and walked out of the carriage.

The scene before him still made Fei Hong take a deep breath. This adult plum leopard was more than five foot long and more than three foot tall. Its yellow fur was dotted with several brown plum spots, and its mouth was open. A mouthful of fangs were exposed, and he was glaring at the fat yellow man standing on the carriage.

Fei Hong had never seen such a big leopard. Even when compared with the sea-blue tiger leopard he had seen at Ling Castle that day, this plum leopard's figure was not inferior to the wind's.

The fat man shook Fei Hong out of the carriage, snorted coldly, and "swiped" out two long swords, piercing the plum leopard without a word.

This Fat Huang wanted to show his mighty prestige in front of us...Fei Hong was a little helpless, so he didn't want to help. He just wanted to take a look at Feijianmen's sword control technique.

The plum leopard saw the two long swords stabbing, and let out a long roar. With a shake of his body, he escaped easily, and slapped Fatty Huang with his front legs.

Seeing that this plum leopard was so fast, Huang Fatty was startled, his body twisted in mid-air, avoiding the pair of sharp claws and his long sword pierced the unsuspecting abdomen of the plum leopard.

The other two Feijianmen disciples saw that Fatty Huang was about to win, and couldn't help applauding, but after a blink of an eye, Fatty Huang was slapped to the ground by the plum leopard.

"This leopard is so fast?." Xiao Wu who was standing next to Fei Hong whispered and looked at that side without blinking.

Fatty Huang, who wanted to show off his power, turned into anger from shame, a rise and fall in front of the plum leopard. With a wave of his arms, the long sword in his hand flew to the plum leopard from left to right. This fat yellow man was going to exert his strength.

The plum leopard bared its teeth, and twisted his body, but he saw Fatty Huang sneered and waved his arms again. Several silver lights flashed by, flying towards the leopard like lightning.

There were dozens of flying knives in this move, and almost all of the plum blossom leopard's retreat was blocked.. Behind it was a rock, so it couldn't retreat for a while.