In several brawls, some of the righteous ones won. Unfortunately, people snatched identity tokens too quickly. If they didn't have tokens, they would try their best to create some credentials.
Zhuo Mufeng was afraid that cutting off Hu would drive these righteous people crazy, so he had no choice but to retreat.
He relied on his eyesight to see six directions and his ears to listen to all directions, and escaped many crises. However, he had no choice but to get further and further away from the edge of the island, which made him want to cry without tears.
It was early morning on the third day.
He was already hungry, and after running away repeatedly, he was almost so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, and his legs felt like lead. Unexpectedly, misfortunes never come singly, and the sound of fierce fighting resounded in the distance.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people in tattered clothes appeared in Zhuo Mufeng's sight, cutting through obstacles.
"Young hero, help me!"
The middle-aged man at the head was an ordinary man, but his legs were as fast as flying and his light kung fu was extremely fast, surpassing all the true warriors Zhuo Mufeng had ever seen.
There are also several people around him who all perform the same kind of kicking technique. In terms of the degree of mystery, it seems to be higher than the magical movement, and it is most likely a three-star footwork.
Zhuo Mufeng turned around and ran in the other direction.
The strength of this group of guys was higher than mine, but they were still being chased to pieces, so we knew that the enemies behind them must be very powerful.
"Quick, I'll follow this young hero."
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he shouted loudly.
"Heroes, what do you mean?"
Zhuo Mufeng asked as he ran.
"Young hero, don't get me wrong. There is strength in numbers, so it's better if we all are together to take care of you."
Tan Yanwen's eyesight was so sharp that he naturally looked down upon Zhuo Mufeng's martial arts. But no matter how small a mosquito was, it still had flesh. With one more person, he could share more risks. Anyway, running was not running.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people caught up with Zhuo Mufeng.
Just when Tan Yanwen and Zhuo Mufeng were side by side, he suddenly burst out with internal energy, and part of the strange fragrance on his body was transmitted to Zhuo Mufeng. No matter how Zhuo Mufeng tried to get rid of it, it was useless.
Zhuo Mufeng's eyes flashed coldly, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Master, take me with you."
Tan Yanwen snorted and ignored him, leaving only his back in an instant. Others accompanying him also relied on their superb leg skills to leave Zhuo Mufeng behind.
Zhuo Mufeng secretly took note of the other party, but now was not the time to care about him, so he quickly rushed in the other direction.
Not long after, four men with black and purple marks on their faces flew over.
"Divided into two teams? We divided into two groups."
"good."
The four people were divided into two groups, one group pursued Tan Yanwen and others, while the other group followed Zhuo Mufeng's direction.
It can be found that the Qing Gong practiced by these four people is also extremely skillful, and their cultivation level is higher. After a few flashes, they can reach a distance of tens of meters.
Aware of the sound of breaking wind behind him, Zhuo Mufeng was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. The most discouraging thing was that there was a vast flat land in front of him, with nowhere to hide.
God are you kidding me?
"Boy, why are you the only one?"
With a roar, violent energy came over, and Zhuo Mufeng moved his body sideways. The next moment, an internal force passed through his original position, shaking a big tree in front of him that was hugged by two people, shaking it to the point of collapse.
The two sides were separated by more than twenty meters.
This internal strength is at least ten levels strong!
Hearing the angry words of the visitor, Zhuo Mufeng smiled apologetically and said, "Brothers, I was framed by those guys. To tell you the truth, I am actually a disciple of the Ming Ye Sect."
The man who took action sneered: "Do you think we are fools?"
Zhuo Mufeng stretched out his left hand, twisted his wrist slightly, and cut off a nearby thick branch with his palm.
The two people who came over couldn't help but be stunned.
Isn’t this the two-star palm method of Mingye Sect, the Night-Seizing Palm?
Palm gestures can be imitated, but this kind of movement technique can never be mastered so skillfully without hard practice for a long time.
In fact, this is the power-generating technique of Chi Lian Shen Zhang. After Zhuo Mufeng pulled the Night Seizing Palm from the mouth of the sharp-faced boy, he immediately discovered the similarities between the two.
In addition, these two people were not from the Ming Ye Sect, so they couldn't see the subtle differences, and I was really frightened for a while.
Zhuo Mufeng tugged on his shirt and said: "Two eldest brothers, look, in order to support Chi Qingluo and reduce losses, this is a one-time suit that our sect master temporarily hired someone to order. It will break as soon as it is torn."
It turned out that just in case, he even changed into Ming Ye Sect clothes.
The man with triangular eyes on the left asked in confusion: "If that's the case, why did you run away?"
Zhuo Mufeng said helplessly: "You two don't know something. I'm afraid that traveling with those gangsters will cause you to misunderstand, so I have to choose another way.
In fact, I want to do them more than you do. They are a bunch of hypocrites who talk about benevolence, justice and morality. If you come, I will kill a hundred of them."
When the two of them saw his murderous look, it didn't look like he was faking it.
The man who had taken action before smiled and said: "Brother, people from the Ming Ye Sect will embroider dark night tattoos on their private parts. Please show us."
Zhuo Mufeng shook his head and said that the content was too large and not suitable for display.
"Then explode your inner strength."
"My little brother's tendons and veins are damaged. It's better to wait for a few days to recover."
After hearing this, the two people's faces turned cold. They didn't know that Zhuo Mufeng was fooling them.
"Keep it secretive, you'd better die."
The person who had taken action before leaped forward, stretched out his five fingers, and with the inner strength of the tenth level, he directly grabbed Zhuo Mufeng's head, like an eagle descending from the sky, blocking all his escape routes.
If it were a head-on fight, Zhuo Mufeng would bet that he wouldn't be able to catch the opponent's three moves.
However
The sword flashed.
An arm shot up into the sky, accompanied by the man's extremely horrified eyes and screams caused by the pain that spread throughout his body.
"What?"
The man in the back had a lot of time to relax and was looking at this scene in disbelief, unable to understand what was happening.
"If you can catch my sword, what if I let you go?"
Zhuo Mufeng said lightly, stepped out quickly, and slashed at the opponent with an ordinary sword.
But just such an ordinary sword strike made the man behind him feel like he had no way to dodge, and he lost an arm in the blink of an eye.
He didn't move at all because his whole body was numb.
"You are cheating! It's impossible... there is no such poison in the world."
The man said sadly.
Of course, Zhuo Mufeng would not tell him that he had already ground a piece of boiling hemp grass, and most of it had evaporated, so he quickly put the rest back into the medicine garden.
The previous delay was just to prepare the ground for this moment.
Putting the sword into its sheath, he easily picked up the two powerless men. After forcing a confession, he finally got another 4,500 points of martial pillar value.
The two of them had no identity tokens, so Zhuo Mufeng killed them, buried them on the spot, and remembered their location.
After calculation, his current power pillar value has reached 19,600 points, which is only 400 points away from 20,000 points. Without thinking, he immediately converted 40 points of power pillar value.
As the Wu Zhu value officially reached 20,000 points, Zhuo Mufeng's heart tightened.
Now, he urgently needs a higher level of inner strength and mental skills to quickly improve his cultivation.
Although he also obtained three-star internal skills from other sects in the previous forced confessions, without the light ball awareness, the speed of practice was too slow.
Now let’s see what changes will happen to the Quanwu Triple Sect.
silence.
A long silence.
Just when Zhuo Mufeng was filled with disappointment and almost ran away, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in his mind.