Seeing these two people in a desperate situation, Zhuo Mufeng almost burst into tears. Not to mention how excited he was, he mustered up his dragon energy on the spot and shouted with all his strength: "Leader, Brother Hua!"
The sound traveled thousands of meters and even created layers of echoes in the jungle.
Because of her irritability and panic, Wu Yuanyuan used the demon warrior as a tool to vent her anger. When she heard this, she was disgusted. At this moment, it was like the sound of celestial music, and her delicate body shook violently.
Then she raised her head in disbelief, followed the sound, and saw Zhuo Mufeng running on the hillside in the distance with a big bag on his back.
This bastard is not dead yet, not dead, great!
Wait, who is that person behind?
I saw a man in black chasing after him, only dozens of meters away from Zhuo Mufeng, and the branches and leaves along the way were violently shaken open.
Wu Yuanyuan was still unaware of the situation Zhuo Mufeng was facing, so she shouted on the spot: "If you dare to take action, I will kill you!"
He jumped forward, ignoring the enemies in front of him, and rushed straight towards Zhuo Mufeng. Everyone was shocked to see how nervous and fearful Zhuo Mufeng was.
Including leading the heroes to try to break through the northwest defense line and sit in the rear area, Wu Guanting, Liu Taijun and other masters who noticed this were also dumbfounded.
The distance between the two sides continued to get closer. Seeing Wu Yuanyuan's appearance, the man in black thought that Zhuo Mufeng was an important person. He gathered all his strength and slapped Zhuo Mufeng on the back.
The palm prints turned into blood, resembling ghost claws printed with red ink. The ghost claws opened, and Zhuo Mufeng felt that his body was bound by invisible threads, unable to move, and the binding force was still increasing.
His body became stiff.
Wu Yuanyuan was still a hundred meters away, her pretty face changing wildly.
The gap in strength between the two sides was too big to be changed by any means. Zhuo Mufeng's head turned white, his whole body felt like electricity, and his thoughts were frozen at this moment.
boom!
There was an explosion from behind, and the binding force suddenly dissipated like a tide. Even the pressure exerted on his body disappeared. Zhuo Mufeng, who was still exerting his strength instinctively, rushed out like a wild horse.
He raised his head and saw Hua Feng, who was dozens of meters away and was wearing white clothes. It was the latter who defeated the demon master's ghost claw with one palm and saved his life in time.
As expected, Brother Hua is still reliable. Thanks to you, all the things you forced me to do in the past have been wiped out.
A whooshing sound.
Wu Yuanyuan landed in front of Zhuo Mufeng, her face was cold, and she scolded loudly: "You are obviously weak, but you still want to die. Were you happy just now?"
Of course she was not afraid that Zhuo Mufeng would be killed, but that her secret would be leaked.
No, after this incident is over, we must negotiate with Xiao Danchen, otherwise we will be controlled by this bastard for the rest of our lives.
"Leader, don't be angry, am I not a good person?"
Zhuo Mufeng smiled.
Seeing his playful smile and even more ambiguity in his tone, Wu Yuanyuan's chest heaved up and down, and her face almost turned red with anger: "I'm not worried about you!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
Zhuo Mufeng nodded like garlic.
The opponents were eliminated from the rear, and the masters who rushed over saw this scene, and their faces were very weird. Wu Tian's eyes were spitting fire, and there were other admirers, or their lips were tightened, or they were
Clench your fist secretly.
They could clearly see Wu Yuanyuan's anxious look just now, and her denial now seemed even more obvious.
"If you dare to act like this again, believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Wu Yuanyuan was shaking all over, trembling with anger, and really wanted to kill this shameless man immediately. She had never been so aggrieved in her life.
Zhuo Mufeng ignored her and took the initiative to greet others. This rudeness caught everyone's eyes and made them feel that the two of them had a close relationship.
A group of admirers were going crazy with jealousy.
Soon, Huahua Feng, who had repelled his opponent, returned and said seriously: "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when we get back."
After all, this is still an area controlled by the Demonic Path. The group of people hurried back immediately and soon entered the area controlled by the Righteous Path.
At this point, Zhuo Mufeng truly breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed all over. Although Zhengdao was not all good people, at least on the surface, no one dared to mess around.
"Brother Zhuo, where have you been during this time? Everyone is very concerned about your safety."
Huahua Feng showed a gentle smile.
Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said, "It's all tears when I talk about it. In order to distract the others, I strayed into the enemy group that day. I really had a narrow escape from death. I almost couldn't see you."
"Lead the others away? Are you afraid you will escape alone?"
Someone scoffed abruptly.
"You will always talk but have no real actions. With all due respect, Brother Zhuo, your behavior is like a clown trying to please others. It really insults my dignity."
Another person continued to add fuel to the fire.
Many people cooperated and jeered.
They were all admirers of Wu Yuanyuan. They were originally competing with each other, but now they were interfered with by Zhuo Mufeng. They all felt threatened and subconsciously united to suppress him.
Wu Tian, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help it anymore and stepped out from the crowd with an indifferent smile on his face: "Brother Zhuo, do you still remember the bet we made before we set off?
Now that the low-level warriors have suffered serious casualties, it will basically not be our turn to take action next, so it is time to fulfill this bet."
Gazes fell on Zhuo Mufeng's face, showing both ridicule and gloating.
Wu Tian's performance this time was obvious to all. With his eleventh-level cultivation, he killed three incense masters, more than twenty ordinary disciples, and the number of ordinary disciples was several times higher. It can be said that he has accomplished a great job in slaying demons.
Even Wu Guanting praised him as a young hero.
Everyone knows that after this battle, Wu Tian's reputation, which is not small at all, will spread along with Wu Guanting's evaluation and become one of the capitals for his rise.
Zhuo Mufeng's cultivation level was so high that some members of the Guardian Alliance knew him very well. In their opinion, Zhuo Mufeng's ability to come out of the demonic realm alive was a matter of luck that he had cultivated for eight lifetimes.
During the time when he was missing, I was probably just pretending to be a mouse and hiding around.
Not wanting the situation to be awkward, Huahua Feng quickly came to the rescue and said, "This matter is not urgent. Brother Zhuo has just returned. Let's let him adjust first."
Wu Tian was not willing to let go of this opportunity and immediately refused: "Brother Hua's words are wrong, and you will have to face them sooner or later. A man's words are hard to follow, and I don't think Brother Zhuo wants to be criticized.
Let’s say you don’t keep your word.”
Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhuo Mufeng shrugged and said helplessly: "Since Brother Wu is so impatient, okay."
After saying that, he let go of his hand and dropped the cloth bag on his back to the ground. With a clanging sound, a large number of identity tokens fell out, reflecting the dazzling bright colors in the winter sun.