C15 Wind
The evening breeze is always a different kind of ecstasy, the singer in the forest plays the heart of nature, the elegant melody is the soul of the Mandarin.
"Big Brother Xiong, where are you bringing me?" Mu Tu carefully followed behind Xiong Zifeng and sneaked out of the Ba Zhong County.
"Shh, be quiet. Follow me. Don't let anyone find out. We'll talk about it after we leave the city." Xiong Zifeng warned Mu Tu softly. The night was dark, and the two of them quickly disappeared from Ba Zhong County City.
Passing through a green grassland, the bright moonlight dyed the loneliness, and the bugs seemed to be alarmed, competing to fly out joyfully and dazzlingly.
Mu Tu activated the swimming movement beneath his feet and blocked Xiong Zifeng's front. He stopped him and said: "Big Brother Xiong, what are you doing without sleeping so late at night?"
"Today, I heard that the accomplice of the Thief King Dao Buting, the one known as the Great Thief Wang Feng of the Wind Speaker, is hiding on Zishan Yang Mountain outside the Ba Zhong County. From what my uncle said, didn't you always think of capturing Dao Buting? That old brat might know something. " Xiong Zifeng scratched his head and yawned, then looked at Mu Tu and stuck out his tongue.
"Dao Buting's accomplice, Wang Feng? How strong are they? Can the two of us catch them? " Mu Tu laughed and patted Xiong Zifeng's shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, asked him again very seriously.
"It is said that the Wind Speaker, Wang Feng, has average fighting strength, but his lightness skills are impressive. It is said that he can run on the treetops, chase after the wind, walk on the wings of birds, and fly with the help of the fallen leaves. As long as we control him well, it shouldn't be hard to catch him. " Xiong Zifeng was not sure either. His movement skills were average, and he only moved at night because he thought that Wang Feng had gone to sleep, making it convenient for him to get close.
"Qing Gong, that's good, my Qing Gong is not weak either," Mu Tu nodded his head, then bent down to take off his shoes. He used all his strength to take out two pieces of metal from under his shoes, and threw them on the ground, raising a lot of dust.
Xiong Zifeng was startled, "Second brother, what are you doing?"
"Catch Wang Feng! Isn't he good at Qing Gong? If I take off this piece of metal that is used to increase the Kick-knife technique, the speed will increase a lot!"
"Haha, there's no need to go through so much trouble. I brought a camouflage medicine with me. I just need to blow this powder into his room and wait for the effects to take effect." Xiong Zifeng took out a bag of medicinal powder from his pocket and shook it towards Mu Tu.
The two of them followed the green vines and climbed up the cliff. Although Zizyang Mountain was not particularly high, the terrain was very steep, and normally, no one would go up to this mountain. The duo climbed for quite a while before stopping halfway up the mountain.
"Big Brother Xiong, are you sure that Wang Feng is on this mountain? How could he run away from such a steep mountain? " Mu Tu looked at the surrounding cliffs and frowned.
"Or else, he is really good at lightness. This Wang Feng can leap over a wall of twenty to thirty Zhang. I wonder how he practices it. If he continues climbing, we will soon reach the mountain."
At the peak of Ziyang Mountain, there was a thatched cottage that stood by itself. There were two pine trees in front of the house, and a huge boulder stood upright below the pine tree. The words' Ziyang 'were written on it.
It was rumored in the martial arts world that a hero had trained a godly blade in the mountains of Yangshan for three years, killing the martial arts world into a mess. In the end, the Mster Jin appeared out of nowhere and defeated this hero.
It was said that the Hero had once hidden his saber techniques at the summit of Zi-Yang Mountain, causing a gust of wind to blow upon the mountain. However, no one found the sword technique left behind by that hero. As for this heroic old residence, it was gradually becoming more and more abandoned.
Xiong Zifeng sneaked into the house through the window, and with a raise of his hand, he threw some medicine into the window.
"Who?" A light cough sounded from inside the room, followed by a black figure leaping out of the window.
The black figure held two spikes in hand and whizzed towards Xiong Zifeng's chest by the window. The tip of one of the black spikes emitted a faint green light under the moonlight;
Xiong Zifeng immediately channeled his Diamond Force and stomped his feet on the ground. He shouted, "Don't touch my Diamond Body!
With two crisp "dang dang" sounds, two cuts were made on Xiong Zifeng's chest by the black figure's thorns, yet they were unable to pierce through Xiong Zifeng's flesh.
"Who are you? Why are you trying to secretly harm me?" The black shadow clutched its chest, letting out a heavy sigh.
"My bro wants the King of Thieves, Dao Buting to return, so I'm sorry!" Xiong Zifeng moved passed the mountain and sea, the golden light in both of his hands shook, striking at the black figure.
"Wait, I'm not Dao Buting, why are you hitting me?" The black figure slightly kicked backwards, changing his posture and dodging Xiong Zifeng's palm wind.
"Who told you to be an accomplice with the Thief King? If we catch you, we'll go find Dao Buting. Stop talking nonsense and take my move. " Xiong Zifeng's palms struck out twice towards the black shadow.
"My Wind Speaker isn't an easy opponent," Wind Speaker shook her leg muscles and then blended into the palm wind and swayed. She was actually completely unharmed.
"Do it," Xiong Zifeng shouted loudly. Mu Tu, who was at the top of the pine tree, jumped down and used his Five Tigers Soul Breaking Blade to slash at the back of Wind Speaker. If Wind Speaker did not change her route, she would definitely have to take this move head on.
"Hmph …" The Wind Speaker laughed sinisterly, her leg moved faster, and even brought Xiong Zifeng's palm wind attack flying towards Mu Tu.
Mu Tu quickly changed his move, the Eight Trigram Knife Technique Blind Elephant Touch danced, and without any flaws in his defense, he blocked the Wind Speaker's sinister move that weighed four to four thousand Jin, but was still shaken until the web formed between his thumb and forefinger.
Suddenly, the ground of the Wind Speaker weakened, her body could not help but stagger, as though Xiong Zifeng's medicine had taken effect.
"Second brother, take the chance now," Xiong Zifeng immediately struck out with his Black Tiger Claw towards Wind Speaker's chest, while Mu Tu used his Kick-knife technique to attack Wind Speaker's back. The two of them approached ferociously, while Wind Speaker took the chance and rolled to the side, grabbing a handful of dirt and throwing it into the air.
Mu Tu raised his blade force, and after two hissing sounds, the outer robe on Wind Speaker's chest had already been cut apart by Mu Tu, revealing a pink chest cavity.
"Ah," Wind Speaker screamed softly as she stabbed Mu Tu with her sword and jumped into the house.
"Female?" Mu Tu looked at his face in a daze, only to realize that Xiong Zifeng also had a stupefied expression.
"What's going on? Wind Speaker is actually a woman? " Xiong Zifeng scratched his head. Something's not right with this script, wouldn't I be suspected of being a rapist when I spread the medicine?
Not long later, Wind Speaker opened the door and changed into a light green robe, she glared at Mu Tu and Xiong Zifeng, "Why are you guys bullying people in my house in the middle of the night?"
"Eh, aren't you Dao Buting's accomplice? We are going to arrest you! " Mu Tu calmed himself down and said decisively.
"How long ago was that? My father died a long time ago, and I am the new Wind Speaker, Wang Yuyan. "You bully people without any sense of justice." Wind Speaker's eyes were slightly red, as though she was about to cry. Thinking about it, it was indeed a girl of eleven or twelve years old who was woken up by someone using a medicine to cover her face in the middle of the night, and then got into an unfathomable fight.