Chu Yuhuan cooperated with Zhuo Mufeng, and Yanyulou's unique skills that had a confusing effect, combined with the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique that specialized in flaws, suddenly exerted a power far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
The lion-headed old man was definitely one of the top 20 people on the Star Ranking, but he was defeated by the two of them without any resistance. This was even when Chu Yuhuan was injured. Otherwise, the lion-headed old man would have been defeated even faster.
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Chu Yuhuan was stunned, surprised by the natural tacit understanding between herself and Zhuo Mufeng, and was immediately ecstatic.
She thought she would definitely die today, but she didn't expect to survive. The more she fought, the braver she became, and the more she fought, the more fierce she became. The fear and despair she had before turned into a murderous intention and rushed toward the old man with the lion head.
Of course Zhuo Mufeng will not hold back.
This guy was also frightened, thinking that his beloved woman was almost harmed by this old thing, his eyes were ruthless, sometimes it was the Bodhidharma sword with bursts of Sanskrit sounds, sometimes it was the terrifying seven-color sword energy, using Chu Yuhuan's interference, every time
Hitting the weak point of the lion-headed old man, he beat him until he screamed strangely, and there was nothing he could do.
The lion-headed old man had extremely powerful skills, but it was hard for him to use them, and his face turned purple from suppressing it. This old man was also cunning. In anger, he tried to break through the two surrounded several times and rushed towards Wu Yuanyuan, Ling Luoyang and others.
People are held hostage.
But who is Zhuo Mufeng? With the Dao Demon Seed operating at full strength, the lion-headed old man was intercepted in advance as soon as he made a move, and there was no chance at all.
This terrifying awareness and adaptability shocked everyone who noticed this, and he could only be described as a peerless genius.
After hundreds of moves, the lion-headed old man's chest, shoulders, back, and even his arms and legs were scratched. The energy from the injuries penetrated into his body, causing secondary damage, causing the lion-headed old man's condition to continue to decline.
As a result, he was even more unable to resist the incessant attacks of Zhuo Mufeng and Chu Yuhuan. If he continued to drag on, he was afraid that he might be killed alive.
The lion-headed old man was frightened and shouted: "Brother, second brother, please help me!"
The eldest brother and second brother he mentioned both had ugly faces.
They wanted to withdraw their hands, but after the reinforcements arrived, the situation was reversed. Wu Guanting felt very inspired and had regained his composure. He used his attacks and defenses in a measured manner, making it difficult for the yellow-haired old man to escape.
As for the sloppy old man on the other side, his opponent Yun Taibai's martial arts was not as good as Wu Guanting's, but he was better at light kung fu, and he was so entangled that he couldn't take care of himself.
Not getting a response, and being severely wounded in the arm by the seven-color sword energy, the lion-headed old man roared three times unwillingly, but under Zhuo Mufeng's unpredictable attack, he really couldn't find any chance to regain the situation.
"Boy, I remember you, and I will definitely pay you back tenfold in the future!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the mountain, he would be killed in the hands of a yellow-haired child. The anger and frustration of the lion-headed old man could be imagined. He left a harsh word and turned around and rushed towards the sloppy old man.
With Zhuo Mufeng's skill, he could only focus on taking care of Wu Yuanyuan and others, but could not completely block the breakout route of the old man with the lion head. Without Zhuo Mufeng's help, Chu Yuhuan, let alone Chu Yuhuan, could only watch the opponent rush out.
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Seeing the lion-headed old man attacking, Yun Taibai quickly moved away to dodge. Er Yin attacked Wu Guanting again, and Wu Guanting had no choice but to avoid his sharp edge.
The three yins of the Western Region gathered together. Seeing that the lion-headed old man was covered with wounds, the yellow-haired old man knew that he would not get any advantage if he continued to entangle today. He quickly glanced at Zhuo Mufeng in the distance, with deep-seated resentment and murderous intent in his eyes.
, took the lead and swept away into the distance.
After a few breaths, Sanyin of the Western Region disappeared from everyone's sight.
Yun Taibai let out a long breath, wiped his sweat secretly, and said to Wu Guanting, who was approaching: "Brother Wu, I almost lost my life for you this time. You should pay Pindao twenty jars of fine wine!"
After surviving the disaster, especially with his beloved daughter safe, Wu Guanting was in a very good mood and said with a smile: "Don't say twenty altars, even fifty altars or one hundred altars, I will definitely not miss you, Brother Yun."
"It's a deal!" Yun Taibai beamed, as if getting good wine made him happier than driving away powerful enemies.
Seeing Wu Guanting walking forward, he also realized something, collected his fly whisk, and walked shoulder to shoulder with him.
His eyes first fell on his disciple Xiang Zhen. Seeing that Xiang Zhen was only injured and not seriously injured, his heart dropped. Then his eyes suddenly moved to look at Wu Yuanyuan who sheathed her sword and was hugging Wu Yuanyuan.
The boy in white is constantly comforting.
Yun Taibai has traveled all over the country, covering all five dynasties, and claims to know countless people. However, in his life, he has never seen anyone as stunning as the boy in white.
Having been with Wu Guanting before, the two of them inevitably talked about Zhuo Mufeng, so Yun Taibai knew Zhuo Mufeng's situation better than most people in the world.
He was born in a low-income gang in Red Sun City with no resources or support. He joined the Sanjiang League at the age of seventeen. In just four years, he made great progress and became recognized as the number one among the younger generation in the martial arts of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
It can be said that Zhuo Mufeng's resume is simply more exaggerated than many people in the legends of the world. His rise is full of incredible things, with excellent qualifications and rapid progress. Looking at the world for nearly a hundred years, perhaps even the sword sage Xiang Wuji
It's all a bit worse.
Only Tu Juecheng, who was recognized as the number one legend in the world within three hundred years, could defeat the opponent.
With infinite curiosity and wonder, Yun Taibai and Wu Guanting walked towards Zhuo Mufeng.
Zhuo Mufeng was hugging the eldest lady and talking softly to her, trying to comfort her. He felt his chest was wet, and an unspeakable guilt arose in this guy's heart.
Although he was kidnapped and even the entanglement with Lu Luo was an accident, it happened after all, and he felt sorry for the eldest lady who had been worried about him all day during this period.
The distress on Zhuo Mufeng's face flashed away, and he hugged the girl in his arms harder, as if he was afraid of losing her.
It wasn't until the footsteps approached and he heard someone calling him that Zhuo Mufeng came back to his senses. When he looked up, he found Wu Guanting looking embarrassed and another white-haired middle-aged man with a joking look on his face.
Zhuo Mufeng quickly let go and said softly: "Miss, my foster father and the others are here."
Wu Yuanyuan was immersed in boundless joy. Her sweetheart had been found, and her martial arts skills had improved to a level beyond her imagination. This made the girl excited and proud, wishing she could completely dominate him.
Hearing Zhuo Mufeng's words and thinking that the situation was not right, Wu Yuanyuan's pretty face turned red, and she quickly turned her back to everyone, lowering her head to wipe her tears.
At this time, Chu Yuhuan came over with his two apprentices and Xiang Zhen.
All eyes fell on Zhuo Mufeng. They were either curious or shocked. In short, they looked at him as if they were looking at a monster.
Zhuo Mufeng hurriedly saluted Wu Guanting and Chu Yuhuan, and when it was the white-haired middle-aged man's turn, he called out "Senior". This obedient look did not have the slightest hint of majesty that could overwhelm the lion-headed old man, but it made people more satisfied and praised.
He was young, had superb martial arts skills, but did not look arrogant at all. Yun Taibai nodded secretly, thinking that Brother Wu had really adopted a good boy who was humble, polite, and gentle.
Wu Guanting introduced: "This is my father's close friend, Taoist Master Yun Taibai. You can just call me Uncle Yun."
Zhuo Mufeng was secretly shocked. Before this Fengyun Conference, Yun Taibai ranked sixteenth on the Star Ranking. Although the ranking fell because the other party did not participate this time, in Zhuo Mufeng's view, this person's martial arts is by no means inferior to that of Yi.
How much difference does the father have?
He quickly called out Uncle Yun.
Yun Taibai exclaimed: "I've heard Brother Wu talk about you a long time ago, but it's just that seeing it is better than hearing it a hundred times. Nephew Mu Feng, it really opened my eyes to this poor Taoist, and I'm still dreaming about you!"
Unexpectedly, this middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest could speak so well and value himself so much. Zhuo Mufeng's favorability towards him gradually increased.
When this guy talks about being obedient, he never blinks an eye: "Uncle Yun is so funny. My nephew often hears his adoptive father mention Uncle Yun, saying that you have a free and easy nature, and that everything is not lingering in your mind. I want my nephew to learn more from you."
.When I saw him today, he looked like a fairy."
What Yun Taibai cares most about is his temperament. No matter where he goes, white hair and white clothes embroidered with white cranes are standard accessories.
Hearing what Zhuo Mufeng said, he really thought that he was an immortal. He flicked his fly whisk, and Feng Qingyun smiled calmly and said: "Hey, nephew Mufeng, don't listen to your father's words, so as not to let this poor man know you."
It’s generous enough to make people laugh.”
Wu Guanting on the side laughed approvingly and shook his head, looking like old friends chatting with each other, but he was helpless in his heart. When did he say this? This adopted son is also very capable of talking nonsense. He just opened his mouth and said,
He didn't even blush.
Afraid that Zhuo Mufeng would continue to talk nonsense and that sooner or later he would betray the gang, Wu Guanting quickly interrupted him and asked: "Mufeng, where have you been during this time? How could you disappear for no reason?"
This question is probably what the entire Dong Zhou Jianghu wants to know. Even the eldest lady wiped away her tears and turned around, looking up at Zhuo Mufeng without blinking.
Zhuo Mufeng had already prepared a plan and said, "My foster father, do you still remember the incredible man who rescued me at Maharaja Mountain last time? It was he who took me away and taught me martial arts."
"It's that person?"
Wu Guanting and everyone were shocked. The fact that Zhuo Mufeng was in danger at the Wind and Cloud Conference and was rescued by an incredible man had long been spread throughout the world. There was even a lot of discussion about the identity of the incredible man.
No one knew that Wu Guanting was one of the few people who noticed that Zhang Ruxin was missing three fingers at that time. The leader of the Sanjiang Alliance, like Mei Shanhui and Hua Wubing, also suspected Sword Saint Xiang Wuji.
Zhuo Mufeng's words undoubtedly confirmed the speculation. Only people like Xiang Wuji could break into Songya Garden quietly without Leqian's perception. In just over a month,
As a result, Zhuo Mufeng was completely transformed, and his skills developed to such a shocking level.
Wu Guanting took a deep look at Zhuo Mufeng and said seriously: "Your child is blessed with great blessings, but remember to cherish it and act ten times more cautiously than before. Don't let down that strange man's love!"