The Most Powerful Young Man

Before Lu Dong fought those Sanxian, he suffered a lot of injuries, big and small.

Then, Xiao Yao asked a few more questions about why the Luming Pavilion disciples were left with him and Xu Qiang now. The answer Lu Dong told him was similar to what he had thought before. Like Zhenlong Jianzong, in the mist, they They are also gone.

The only difference from them is that Mufeng Luoyin and others are the main force of Zhenlong Jianzong, while Lu Dong Xu Qiang is completely separated from the main force.

"Where are you going next?" Mu Feng walked to Lu Dong and asked.

"Go find my brother." Lu Dong said sternly.

Mu Feng nodded without saying anything.

Luo Yin said, "But now the situation here is so complicated, where are you going to find your brother? Maybe you will encounter other dangers!"

Lu Dong's eyes dimmed again.

Mu Feng glanced at Luo Yin, somewhat helpless.

Gao Liujiang was also angrily smiled by Luo Yin.

"If he wants to leave, just let him go, take care of what he is doing!" Gao Liujiang said.

Luo Yin was a little helpless, and didn't know if he had said something wrong just now. At this moment, he didn't dare to speak any more.

Xiao Yao patted her on the shoulder and whispered, "It's okay."

Luo Yin felt that the three words that Xiao Yao said were simply endowed with a strange power.

After hearing these three words, Luo Yin suddenly became less flustered than before.

She felt that this must be another magical ability for Xiao Yao besides talking and singing to break the Taoist heart of other immortals.

If Xiao Yao knew that Luo Yin's thoughts would definitely cry out in grievance, this would be a growing misunderstanding of himself!

"Why don't you follow us first." Mu Feng glanced at Xiao Yao, and said as his eyes fell on Lu Dong.

Lu Dong was taken aback for a moment, but when he noticed the impatient eyes of Gao Liujiang and other Zhenlong Sword Sect disciples, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Forget it, I just need to find my brothers."

Mu Feng sighed, and didn't say much.

Lu Dong sat cross-legged on the ground, recovered a little from his injuries, then stood up and left at a slow speed.

Looking at his back, he seemed to hesitate a little.

It's just that Xiao Yao couldn't sympathize with him at all.

As for Zhenlong Jianzong, Xiao Yao can still understand them very well.

Although Mu Feng is very righteous, he is now the leader of all the disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect. Any choice he makes must be based on safeguarding the interests of the Zhenlong Sword Sect disciples.

Just like before, because Lu Dong did not listen to persuasion, this caused him and Xu Qiang to almost die in the hands of those scattered immortals.

Even if Mu Feng thinks that the character of the immortal family named Lu Dong is pretty good, but he still knows too little about Lu Dong. Everything is in case. The lessons of Lu Dong and Xu Qiang, the disciples of Lu Ming Pavilion, are right in front of him. How could it be possible to repeat the same mistakes?

"Let's move on." Mu Feng turned his face and said, and walked to Xiao Yao's side.

"Ahem, Brother Wu Xiao, don't you blame me?" Mu Feng whispered.

He knew that if he really wanted to keep Lu Tong before, he would definitely be able to do it.

However, he did not do so.

He knew, so Xiao Yao would definitely understand.

This can be regarded as a direct conversation.

Xiao Yao looked at Mu Feng and laughed. Of course he wouldn’t think Mu Feng’s approach was wrong. In fact, he was quite curious. He also asked his doubts at the moment: "Do you think you can bring Lu Dong? Reliable, why do you think you can take me?"

Mu Feng thought for a while, smiled and said, "Because I think you are different!"

"Where is it different?" Xiao Yao asked, "because I look good?"

"Uh..." Mu Feng was a little stuck in an instant.

He suddenly didn't know how he should continue the conversation.

Luo Yin couldn't help but laughed.

"Why do you look good?"

Xiao Yao glanced at Luo Yin and asked sternly, "Where do I look bad?"

Luo Yin stared at Xiao Yao carefully for a while, shook his head and couldn't say anything. Although Xiao Yao's looks weren't particularly handsome now, his facial features were all correct, and there was nothing unsightly.

But... this does not mean that you are good-looking!

"You are very generous to Luo Yin, is this a reason?" Mu Feng asked.

Xiao Yao nodded, feeling that he could barely tell the past.

"Woo..." Suddenly, a sharp beast roar broke the silence at this time.

Mu Feng quickly jumped onto a rock and stretched out a hand.

The disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect who followed him hurriedly stopped one by one.

The front was calm again.

"Go, let's go and take a look!" Mu Feng finished speaking, speeding up his feet a lot.

Xiao Yao and those disciples of Zhenlong Jianzong also followed closely.

"There is blood on the ground!" Luo Yin, who was walking with his head low, said suddenly.

Mu Feng walked up to him, crouched down and took a look, then nodded.

"It's the blood of the fairy clan." Mu Feng's expression was solemn.

"Did there be any battle before?" Luo Yin asked cautiously, taking two steps back at his feet, which was completely a natural reaction.

"It's not like." Xiao Yao shook his head, "There are no traces of fighting nearby." The most critical factor is that he had picked up his spiritual consciousness and did not notice the remnants of fighting aura around him. The immortals are fighting here.

Gao Liujiang climbed up to a tree and wanted to observe the surroundings. As a result, the mist was so full that nothing was visible, and it slipped down from the trunk.

He thought for a while to express his opinion: "I think it should be related to the previous roar."

Mu Feng asked in amazement, "Could it be that there are other animals here?"

Xiao Yao opened his mouth and stopped talking.

"Wu Xiao, are you trying to say something?" Luo Yin was very observant and noticed this scene.

Xiao Yao smiled and shook his head.

Originally, he wanted to say that it wasn't necessarily an alien beast. Because his divine sense was too powerful, he could still use it now, but he didn't notice any signs of the existence of an alien beast nearby.

Although the possibility of alien beasts cannot be ruled out 100%, in Xiao Yao's view, the possibility of alien beasts is very small.

It's just these words that Xiao Yao couldn't explain to them. After all, most of the gods of the immortal clan can't work anymore, even if it can, it's a distance of more than ten meters.

But this does not prevent Xiao Yao from making his own judgment.

He always felt that there might be a very scary existence here.

At the very least, it is much more terrifying than the alien beast.

"Brother Mu Feng! Come!" At this moment, a disciple of the Zhenlong Sword Sect not far away suddenly lifted up and shouted.

The surrounding Zhenlong Sword Sect, all approached in the direction of the shouting disciple.

When he got to the front, Mu Feng and the other fairy clan discovered that the shouting disciple's face was pale for a while, and there was a **** head under his feet.

Xiao Yao couldn't find a suitable adjective to describe that head.

A few pieces of flesh were bitten off on his face, revealing a dense skull, blood was still flowing down, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a heinous horror before he died.

"What's going on?" Mu Feng took a deep breath and asked subconsciously.

At the moment, neither Xiao Yao nor the disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect can answer Mu Feng's question.

Luo Yin was so frightened that he hid behind Xiao Yao subconsciously.

"Everyone, be careful, the danger may still be around." Xiao Yao said in a deep voice.

The expressions of those disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect became even more ugly.

Xiao Yao was not as calm as before.

His divine knowledge can still play a role, but at this time, he can't even notice anything.

It seems that there is a kind of ability to avoid the prying of Xiao Yao's spiritual sense in that kind of dangerous existence.

At this moment, another scream sounded.

"What's going on!" Mu Feng roared.

A disciple of the Zhenlong Sword Sect trembled: "Bai Yu is gone!"

Mu Feng frowned and quickly said, "Everyone, turn their backs to form a circle!"

He understood thoroughly, Xiao Yao was right what he said just now.

The crisis did not leave, but hid beside them.

At this moment, something suddenly fell from the sky.

It's another head with a few pieces of meat missing.

His eyes widened, looking at Luo Yin.

Luo Yin yelled in fright, and quickly hid behind Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao kicked the head away.

At the same time, a golden light burst out of Xiao Yao's body and hovered in front of him.

All the disciples panicked more and more.

"The head just now...is Bai Yu's!" a disciple whispered.

"What the **** is it!"

"Who is it? Get out!"

The disciples of the Zhenlong Sword Sect roared one by one.

Somewhat sternly mean.

They are using this way to cover up their inner fears.

Even if it is a fairy clan, there is fear in it.

Xiao Yao didn't yell, just looked around.

in the end……

What is it?

Suddenly, another cold wind came from behind.

Xiao Yao turned around subconsciously, only to find a red light appeared in front of him, and the long sword shining with golden light immediately blocked in front of him with Xiao Yao's thoughts. It collided with the red light and suddenly issued a "bang". There was a soft sound, and then, the red light disappeared.

It seems that it has never appeared before.

"What is it?" Luo Yin asked, grabbing Xiao Yao's arm.

Xiao Yao shook his head.

What he saw was a red light.

Otherwise, there is nothing left.

But he knew very well in his heart that the red light was just a way to obscure vision and energy, not itself.

"Stay by my side, don't run around." Xiao Yao said.

Luo Yin nodded vigorously.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yao noticed that the ground under his feet trembled slightly.

He snorted coldly, used the power of Tai Chi in his body, and stomped down.

Suddenly, the soil under his feet calmed down again.

But before Xiao Yao had time to breathe a sigh of relief, a disciple of the Zhenlong Sword Sect who was only five or six steps away from Xiao Yao, seemed to be pulled by some monster hidden in the soil.

Tugged into the soil abruptly.

"puff"

"puff"

Blood water is like a fountain.

A spring hole was punched out of the soil and came out.

With blood...