C20 Reencounter with Huo Ling'er

After a few days of travel, the number of cultivators gradually became fewer. Occasionally, there would be people with high cultivation and were extremely vigilant. As soon as they came into contact with them, they would immediately leave.

As the sky gradually grew dark, the three of them arrived under a large tree and prepared to rest there for the night. Suddenly, over ten figures jumped out and surrounded them.

"Put down the treasure in your hands sensibly and get out of the Demonic Beast Forest. This great sir will spare your lives." A big fellow said in a fierce tone.

It turned out that they had their eyes on Leng Mufeng, the treasure on Tulu's body, the Crimson-flame Sword on his waist, and the Eight Treasures Gold Saber in his hand.

Leng Mufeng looked at these robbers with a hint of amusement. If they knew that one of the three they robbed was a Martial King, what would they think?

"And if we don't?"

"Then don't blame them for being impolite." As soon as his voice fell, the dozen or so people around him pulled out their magic treasures, and all kinds of lights began to shine.

"Hehe, let this old man experience your abilities." Without waiting for Leng Mufeng to speak, Tulu took out his treasured saber and chopped towards the person in the lead.

Batian's Frenzied Sabre was unleashed. Layers of saber shadows covered the surrounding people.

The leader shouted, "Attack!" He waved his magic treasure to welcome the incoming attack.

Seeing that, Leng Mufeng's figure flashed, he flew diagonally, the Crimson-flame Sword released a three feet long flame towards the incoming person.

The man held the giant axe, a blue light flashed, and he anxiously slashed at the Crimson-flame Sword. Unexpectedly, a "kacha" sound came from the Crimson-flame Sword. A lightning as thick as a thumb struck out, and it struck the big man until his entire body became paralyzed, making him unable to move.

Before anyone could react, the Crimson-flame Sword had already slipped past his neck and its huge head rolled onto the ground.

Over ten people were engaged in a fierce battle. Sand and rocks were sent flying, and shouts could be heard continuously. Yun Feiyang seemed to be standing at the center of the battlefield, watching his two disciples fight with more than ten bandits.

Leng Mufeng's Shifter was surrounded by seven or eight people. At first, he was still a bit tired from fighting and couldn't make ends meet. But as time passed, he became more and more adept at handling them. He weaved his way back and forth in the glow of seven or eight Dharma treasures. He danced along with the rising gale of the Dharma treasures, his movements graceful and free.

《 Heavenly Thunder Industry Fire》 combined with《 Shifter》, lightning always struck out from an unexpected angle, but in a few dozen rounds, three people had already fallen into a pool of blood.

The rest of the people were getting more and more discouraged. When they were trying to escape, they realized that they were being held back by Leng Mufeng. Tulu, who was standing to the side, swung his saber ferociously.

A robber with a copper rod accidentally got hit by the blade shadow and fell to the ground with a miserable scream.

The leader knew that the situation had gone awry, so he shouted and fled in all directions, while the rest of his men scattered and fled in all directions.

Yun Feiyang let out a cold snort. He took out the Thunder Seal from his waist and threw it into the air. Nine lightning bolts shot out and killed all those who tried to escape.

Leng Mufeng ran over and picked up all the Magic Treasures. He then searched every corpse, collecting all the crystal cores, Jinchuang Drug s, silver taels, and copper coins before placing them into the Universe Ring.

Yun Feiyang looked and could not help but ask: "You can't be the one from Sanshan County, right?"

When Tulu heard this, he quietly walked to the side and pretended not to hear it.

The next day, the three of them tidied up and continued on their way. Not long after they left, they heard the sounds of fighting coming from the front.

Leng Mufeng carried his pangolin and walked quickly. He discovered that there were eight mercenaries wearing red leather armor surrounding a girl in red fighting and killing.

"Huo Ling'er!" Leng Mufeng did not expect to meet her here. At this time, Yun Feiyang and Tulu also rushed over. Upon seeing it was Huo Ling'er, Tulu was also shocked. "It's her. Does boss want to save her?"

Leng Mufeng gritted his teeth in hatred as he thought about how Huo Ling'er had used him to deal with Yue Pengfei in the tavern. However, he did not suffer a loss in the end. After thinking for a moment, Leng Mufeng said: "Save her first. Yue Pengfei has chased for thousands of miles from the Lingyun Sect, so her identity must be extraordinary."

Tulu nodded. If they wanted to restore the country, their current power was far from enough. If they could get the support of the forces behind Huo Ling'er, then the situation would be very different.

At this time, the battle had already reached its climax, the eight mercenaries no longer held onto their strength, the treasures whistled, and their figures turned and flew, all of them with the cultivation of Martial Master.

Huo Ling'er was also a Martial Master cultivator. Her longsword danced in the air as light enveloped her body, tightly protecting her body. Within a short period of time, the eight Martial Master s were no longer able to do anything to her.

"It's the Soul Artifact." Yun Feiyang said in surprise. No wonder he could compete with the eight Martial Master s.

"Don't be idle either. Take action when the time comes." Leng Mufeng warned his unreliable master as he rushed forward together with Tulu.

The two of them added, causing Huo Ling'er's expression to change. However, when she clearly saw who it was, disappointment flashed across her eyes: "Quickly go, these people are all at the Martial Master, you two are no match for them."

"Hehe!" "That might not be the case. My favorite people are people with high cultivation." As Leng Mufeng said this, the Crimson-flame Sword suddenly shot out a bolt of lightning, forcing one of the Martial Master to retreat.

The treasure in Martial Master was a Spirit Summoning Flag. It was blood-red and it waved towards Leng Mufeng. Followed by a gust of cold wind, the three heads, which were condensed from spirit power, pounced over with their mouths wide open.

With a thought from Leng Mufeng, several strands of Spiritual Qi rushed into the Crimson-flame Sword from his Dantian. Three streaks of lightning hacked out and the sound of thunder rumbled.

"Are you stupid? Don't you know that lightning is meant for ghosts?"

Leng Mufeng's words almost angered that Martial Master to death. Countless ghosts died under his soul flag, and now they were being mocked by a young man whose cultivation was far inferior to his.

After he chanted the incantation, the Soul Summoning Flag shook and several black shadows pounced on him. They howled as they grabbed towards Leng Mufeng.

"That's Ghastly Shadow, be careful not to be possessed." Huo Ling'er hurriedly reminded him.

Yun Feiyang, who was standing to the side, had the Heavenly Lightning Strike in his hand when Spiritshadow flew out. However, he did not attack immediately.

Leng Mufeng shouted, and a black flame appeared on the Crimson-flame Sword. Although it was not longer than a foot, the ghost shadows seemed to have seen the King of Hell, and with a roar, they flew towards the Spirit Summoning Flag.

"Karmic sinflames!" The Martial Master's face changed, he anxiously waved the soul summoning flag, summoning Spiritshadow.

How could they make it in time? Leng Mufeng's figure flashed and suddenly appeared under the Spirit Summoning Flag. Crimson-flame Sword flew, and a few ghost shadows were touched by the hellfire, instantly burning it up, his terrifying screams ringing in the ears.

The Martial Master leader was furious, he waved the Spirit Summoning Flag at Leng Mufeng, and suddenly, a Dragon-scale Sword appeared on Leng Mufeng's left hand, and he thrusted it out with all his strength. With a faint dragon's roar, the soul flag was sliced in half, the Martial Master was pierced through the chest, and in a daze, he died among Leng Mufeng's Divine Tool, dying with grievance.

Leng Mufeng kept his Dragon-scale Sword and jumped towards another mercenary. That person jumped and retreated: "Brat, still trying to play the pig to eat the tiger!"

Unexpectedly, Yun Feiyang quietly flew behind him and used the Heavenly Lightning Strike to smash his head. The other mercenaries were stunned, and the mercenary collapsed onto the ground.