Tang Zhuo's face was filled with shock at this moment, and he was speechless while pointing at Mu Feng. He didn't understand why the sword disappeared in his hand when he had clearly held it.
It was like teleporting forward three inches out of thin air.
At this moment, Mu Feng stepped forward and held the hilt of the Qingxiao Sword with one hand. What he had just used was the ability of the Qingxiao Sword to teleport. And Tang Zhuo's body-protecting Holy Yuan, under the sharp blade, also seemed to be like
It's as fragile as paper. .??.
He didn't talk nonsense. He was going to kill someone and silence him at this moment. A strong murderous intention surged out of his body.
But Tang Zhuo was really panicking at this moment. He didn't expect that the man in front of him was so decisive. He didn't even give him time to discuss, and he was about to kill someone directly.
Moreover, he had been defeated in just an instant.
This man was absolutely unstoppable to him. Even if he called for reinforcements in the end, he would still die.
So at this moment he hurriedly shouted: "I said, I said! Yu Bingbing is being imprisoned on the cliff behind the purple bamboo forest at the moment!"
"Draw a road map for me!" Mu Feng pulled out his sword and said coldly.
At this moment, Tang Zhuo covered his chest with one hand and hurriedly drew on the ground with the other hand. This time he did not dare to show any signs of neglect, because he knew that the person in front of him really dared to kill someone!
Soon, Mu Feng knew how to get to Mianbi Cliff. After he looked at Tang Zhuo, he sneered and said, "Take off the clothes in your space sacred vessel and give them to me."
"What are you going to do?" Tang Zhuo was shocked. He was afraid that Mu Feng would do something disguised as him, and he would be blamed for it.
But Mu Feng had no room for negotiation at all. He immediately knocked out Tang Zhuo, found his space sacred weapon, and used his powerful soul power to forcibly remove the mark of divine consciousness on it.
Soon, he found some of Tang Zhuo's clothes, put them on, took off Tang Zhuo's waistband, disguised himself as Tang Zhuo, and left here in a swaggering manner.
Now that he knows the destination, it's much easier to handle. He rushes over to save people. As long as he saves Yu Bingbing, he will feel at ease, and even if he is discovered, he will be able to tangle with him.
But the best situation is to rescue Bingbing without disturbing anyone. In this way, a lot of trouble can be avoided.
According to the route map Tang Zhuo drew for him, he arrived at the Purple Forest smoothly. Along the way, he also met many disciples patrolling the sect.
However, when they saw that it was Tang Zhuo, not many people came forward to ask. Even if a few came over, they were all ignored by Mu Feng.
Here is a large purple bamboo forest, swaying gently like a monster's tentacles in the dark night, making a "rustling" sound.
The location of the Purple Bamboo Forest is just behind the area where the disciples of the Chi Yang Shen Sect rest. A huge black shadow can be seen in the distance, as tall as reaching the sky.
That is probably the so-called cliff facing the wall.
Mu Feng took a deep breath and walked directly into the purple forest. But as soon as he stepped in, the surrounding scene suddenly started to move.
All the Zizhu seemed to be alive at this moment, constantly shifting their positions and spinning around him.
"Restricted?"
He was suddenly stunned. He was so impatient that he didn't even notice this restriction. But he quickly calmed down, took out the Qingxiao Sword with one hand, and chopped hard on a bamboo. noodle.
Sonorous!
There was a crisp sound, and a few sparks flew up. Although Mu Feng's sword did not use all his strength, it was still powerful, but it did not leave even a trace on the purple bamboo.
This made him feel solemn in his heart. It seemed that this restriction was not that simple. Moreover, it seemed that the purpose of this restriction was to trap the people who broke into this place, and did not take the initiative to attack.
Mu Feng began to calm down and use the Tianyan Divine Machine to break this restriction.
Soon, it was daytime. Tang Zhuo left forever, which made the third elder a little surprised. After asking about it, he found that he was called out by a female disciple, so he didn't take it to heart.
After all, finding a Taoist companion is also a major event among monks.
But the steward in the kitchen came to the door and shouted: "Third Elder, there is a disciple missing in the kitchen!"
"Lost?" The third elder sat there and slowly frowned.
Within the main sect, the third elder is in charge of reception and logistics matters. All the expenses of the entire sect also pass through his hands, so he is considered the richest elder in the sect.
The old man with white beard and hair that Mu Feng saw sitting on the main seat yesterday was the third elder.
"Yes, this guy came to deliver food to you, Third Elder, last night, but he never came back. I don't know where he went," the steward said.
After all, a large number of foreign monks came to the Immortal Valley at this time, so he was afraid that something would happen, so he came to report it to the third elder. If it was normal, he would not look for it at all, because nothing would happen.
The third elder thought of Mu Feng who came up to deliver the food last night, and thought that Tang Zhuo had also been called out, and his heart suddenly tightened.
"No, something happened. Come here, send people out to look for the disciples and Tang Zhuo in the kitchen. We must search carefully in some corners where no one usually goes!"
A disciple knelt on one knee outside the door. After listening to the order, he ran out to call for someone.
When the steward saw the third elder's grand display, he couldn't help being surprised and asked weakly: "Third elder, what is going on?"
"I don't know yet, but I think something must have happened. Nowadays, there are many people with mixed eyes, so don't make this matter public in case other forces see the joke." The third elder said calmly.
Being able to take charge of logistics affairs, his mind is naturally versatile.
The steward said yes repeatedly, then bowed and left.
Many of the disciples under the third elder began to search outside, and soon they found the kitchen disciple who had been stripped of his clothes and thrown into the grass.
At the same time, Tang Zhuo was found injured and fainted in the woods.
In the room, after the doctor applied medicine to Tang Zhuo, he shook his head at the third elder and said, "Third elder, don't worry, Tang Zhuo is not seriously injured, and the sword did not hurt his muscles and bones. He will recover after a few days of rest."
"That's good," the third elder breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said angrily: "If you let me know who did it, I will make him look good!"
At this moment, Tang Zhuo, who had been treated, slowly opened his eyes. When he saw his master, he immediately felt relieved.
"Tang Zhuo, what happened?" the third elder asked quickly.
"Someone has entered our Chiyang Divine Sect, and it should be for Yu Bingbing. The disciple has no choice but to tell him that Yu Bingbing is locked up on the cliff." "You..."
Tang Zhuo's face was filled with shock at this moment, and he was speechless while pointing at Mu Feng. He didn't understand why the sword disappeared in his hand when he had clearly held it.
It was like teleporting forward three inches out of thin air.
At this moment, Mu Feng stepped forward and held the hilt of the Qingxiao Sword with one hand. What he had just used was the ability of the Qingxiao Sword to teleport. And Tang Zhuo's body-protecting Holy Yuan, under the sharp blade, also seemed to be like
It's as fragile as paper.
He didn't talk nonsense. He was going to kill someone and silence him at this moment. A strong murderous intention surged out of his body.
But Tang Zhuo was really panicking at this moment. He didn't expect that the man in front of him was so decisive. He didn't even give him time to discuss, and he was about to kill someone directly.
Moreover, he had been defeated in just an instant.
This man was absolutely unstoppable to him. Even if he called for reinforcements in the end, he would still die.
So at this moment he hurriedly shouted: "I said, I said! Yu Bingbing is being imprisoned on the cliff behind the purple bamboo forest at the moment!"
"Draw a road map for me!" Mu Feng pulled out his sword and said coldly.
At this moment, Tang Zhuo covered his chest with one hand and hurriedly drew on the ground with the other hand. This time he did not dare to show any signs of neglect, because he knew that the person in front of him really dared to kill someone!
Soon, Mu Feng knew how to get to Mianbi Cliff. After he looked at Tang Zhuo, he sneered and said, "Take off the clothes in your space sacred vessel and give them to me."
"What are you going to do?" Tang Zhuo was shocked. He was afraid that Mu Feng would do something disguised as him, and he would be blamed for it.
But Mu Feng had no room for negotiation at all. He immediately knocked out Tang Zhuo, found his space sacred weapon, and used his powerful soul power to forcibly remove the mark of divine consciousness on it.
Soon, he found some of Tang Zhuo's clothes, put them on, took off Tang Zhuo's waistband, disguised himself as Tang Zhuo, and left here in a swaggering manner.
Now that he knows the destination, it's much easier to handle. He rushes over to save people. As long as he saves Yu Bingbing, he will feel at ease, and even if he is discovered, he will be able to tangle with him.
But the best situation is to rescue Bingbing without disturbing anyone. In this way, a lot of trouble can be avoided.
According to the route map Tang Zhuo drew for him, he arrived at the Purple Forest smoothly. Along the way, he also met many disciples patrolling the sect.
However, when they saw that it was Tang Zhuo, not many people came forward to ask. Even if a few came over, they were all ignored by Mu Feng.
Here is a large purple bamboo forest, swaying gently like a monster's tentacles in the dark night, making a "rustling" sound.
The location of the Purple Bamboo Forest is just behind the area where the disciples of the Chi Yang Shen Sect rest. A huge black shadow can be seen in the distance, as tall as reaching the sky.
That is probably the so-called cliff facing the wall.
Mu Feng took a deep breath and walked directly into the purple forest. But as soon as he stepped in, the surrounding scene suddenly started to move.
All the Zizhu seemed to be alive at this moment, constantly shifting their positions and spinning around him.
"Restricted?"
He was suddenly stunned. He was so impatient that he didn't even notice this restriction. But he quickly calmed down, took out the Qingxiao Sword with one hand, and chopped hard on a bamboo. noodle.
Sonorous!
There was a crisp sound, and a few sparks flew up. Although Mu Feng's sword did not use all his strength, it was still powerful, but it did not leave even a trace on the purple bamboo.
This made him feel solemn in his heart. It seemed that this restriction was not that simple. Moreover, it seemed that the purpose of this restriction was to trap the people who broke into this place, and did not take the initiative to attack.
Mu Feng began to calm down and use the Tianyan Divine Machine to break this restriction.
Soon, it was daytime. Tang Zhuo left forever, which made the third elder a little surprised. After asking about it, he found that he was called out by a female disciple, so he didn't take it to heart.
After all, finding a Taoist companion is also a major event among monks.
But the steward in the kitchen came to the door and shouted: "Third Elder, there is a disciple missing in the kitchen!"
"Lost?" The third elder sat there and slowly frowned.
Within the main sect, the third elder is in charge of reception and logistics matters. All the expenses of the entire sect also pass through his hands, so he is considered the richest elder in the sect.
The old man with white beard and hair that Mu Feng saw sitting on the main seat yesterday was the third elder.
"Yes, this guy came to deliver food to you, Third Elder, last night, but he never came back. I don't know where he went," the steward said.
After all, a large number of foreign monks came to the Immortal Valley at this time, so he was afraid that something would happen, so he came to report it to the third elder. If it was normal, he would not look for it at all, because nothing would happen.
The third elder thought of Mu Feng who came up to deliver the food last night, and thought that Tang Zhuo had also been called out, and his heart suddenly tightened.
"No, something happened. Come here, send people out to look for the disciples and Tang Zhuo in the kitchen. We must search carefully in some corners where no one usually goes!"
A disciple knelt on one knee outside the door. After listening to the order, he ran out to call for someone.
When the steward saw the third elder's grand display, he couldn't help being surprised and asked weakly: "Third elder, what is going on?"
"I don't know yet, but I think something must have happened. Nowadays, there are many people with mixed eyes, so don't make this matter public in case other forces see the joke." The third elder said calmly.
Being able to take charge of logistics affairs, his mind is naturally versatile.
The steward said yes repeatedly, then bowed and left.
Many of the disciples under the third elder began to search outside, and soon they found the kitchen disciple who had been stripped of his clothes and thrown into the grass.
At the same time, Tang Zhuo was found injured and fainted in the woods.
In the room, after the doctor applied medicine to Tang Zhuo, he shook his head at the third elder and said, "Third elder, don't worry, Tang Zhuo is not seriously injured, and the sword did not hurt his muscles and bones. He will recover after a few days of rest."
"That's good," the third elder breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said angrily: "If you let me know who did it, I will make him look good!"
At this moment, Tang Zhuo, who had been treated, slowly opened his eyes. When he saw his master, he immediately felt relieved.
"Tang Zhuo, what happened?" the third elder asked quickly.
"Someone has entered our Chiyang Divine Sect, and it is probably because of Yu Bingbing. The disciple has no choice but to tell him that Yu Bingbing is imprisoned on the cliff."