redvbooks 222 Pick me up 1 punch
222 Pick me up 1 punch
Two months later, Mu Feng took everyone from Jiuchongge to Chiyangzong.
This time, he brought Gong Shuiyao, Wei Yangbing and Jing Shuyun with him.
After all, I can't protect them forever, and it's the right way to grow up with my cronies.
In addition to Zimo and other thousands of monks, there were more than 1000 people from the Jiuzhong Pavilion and the Bai family members.
Although the number is not comparable to the tens of thousands of sect forces, the pattern of the cultivation continent has always been determined by the top-level combat power.
When a group of people came to the area where Chiyangzong was located.
From a long distance away, they could see the Zongmen fighting fiercely in mid-air.
Mu Feng raised his arms to let everyone stop first. He looked at the five Xiaoyaojing figures who were fighting fiercely in the distance, and asked Zimo who was beside him.
"The three people who besieged the two Supreme Elders, can you recognize their identities?"
Mu Feng's inquiry had his own considerations.
The half-dead Chiyang Sect is a piece of fat, and many people want to come to share a piece of it.
If you want to monopolize it, you will inevitably offend other predators, so it is especially necessary to understand the background of your competitors first.
Because this will be directly related to the way he will deal with it next.
Zimo probed with his spiritual thoughts, and then began to answer.
"The one in the black robe has an old enmity with the Chiyang Sect. He has already moved his family to Xizhou. This time, he probably ran over purposely after hearing the news that the Chiyang Sect's strength had been greatly damaged. "
"The other two are the current helmsmen in the Nanzhou area. In the past, the relationship with Chiyangzong was still passable. Now they join forces, most of which are aimed at plundering resources."
Mu Feng nodded and asked again: "Then behind these three forces, is there a master from the upper realm as a backer?"
Upper Realm Dazong is a word that Mu Feng heard frequently when he was doing things in the Chiyang Sect.
At that time, many people were spreading rumors that the Jiuzhong Pavilion was backed by a powerful force in the upper realm, which is why the Chiyang Sect was repeatedly defeated.
Zimo thought about it for a while, then shook his head with certainty: "No, the most powerful backers of the three parties are themselves."
After hearing the news, Mu Feng had a clue in his mind.
He pondered for a moment, and then told Zimo: "Let's go, the two elders are about to be unable to hold on. Now the time is just right to turn things around."
Of course, Zimo would not have the slightest hesitation about Mu Feng's order.
Apart from anything else, those two Supreme Elders were also his former sect seniors after all.
If he could save them, he would naturally not want to watch them die.
Just now he was actually thinking in his heart that if Mu Feng wanted to sit on the mountain and watch tigers fight, he could only silently mourn for the two elders in his heart.
The ass decides the head, and everything he does now has to be based on the interests of Jiuzhongge.
Only Mu Feng and Zimo are on Jiuzhong Pavilion's side who can participate in the Xiaoyaojing level battle.
The rest of the people adjusted their breath in the middle of the distance.
There is a relatively long distance from the Dragon Bone Mountain Range to Chiyangzong, and [-]% of the team are Jindan monks.
After receiving the order, they immediately sat cross-legged in the air, recovering and watching the battle, the atmosphere was unusually harmonious.
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In recent days, apart from practicing alone or seeing his cronies, Mu Feng's face has always been covered by a halo in front of outsiders.
Even a strong man in the Free and Unfettered Realm couldn't capture his true appearance through divine thoughts.
Of course, warriors don't just rely on appearance to know people.
Mu Feng did not intentionally hide his spiritual power fluctuations, so when he approached the battlefield, he was immediately noticed by the two Supreme Elders of Chiyang Sect.
Seeing that Zimo came together with the great enemy of the sect, the two elders felt bitter in their hearts.
Is it true that the sky is going to kill my Chiyang Sect?
The last time the other party turned the entire sect upside down by himself, now that Chiyang Sect is almost on its last breath, how can it stop the other party's pace?
The other three monks who besieged them naturally also found that someone was approaching their side of the battlefield.
They didn't know Mu Feng, but they knew something about the famous Master Huang Mai Mai.
"Brother Zhang and Brother Li, the two old men in front of us are at the end of their battles. I suggest that we leave one person to continue the attack. Zimo has brought reinforcements over, so we must stop them."
"Otherwise, it will be difficult for Chiyangzong to have such a good opportunity to exterminate them next time if they let Chiyangzong get a breather."
Zhang Da had an old enmity with the Chiyang Sect, so Dangshi said via voice transmission: "Please trouble the two fellow Taoists to stop them, I will stay and continue to deal with those two old thieves."
The other two had no objections, and immediately left the battlefield and walked towards Zimo.
"Zimo's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Happy Realm, and his Dharma body is more defensive. It's not easy to hit him hard, but it's okay to trap him for a while."
"That's right, Zimo's side is not a big problem, but the person accompanying him, brother Li may have seen the other party's details?"
"I didn't escape from Xiaoyaojing, but what level is it at? What kind of attack is his body good at? I'll have to test it later to find out, but I don't think it should be too strong. I can sense the blood of this person." Exuberant, not the kind of dying old guy."
Hearing his companion's analysis, Ge Jun immediately felt relieved.
If they knew that the 'not too strong' guy they were talking about was the one who beheaded the head of Chiyang Sect some time ago, they would probably have turned around and fled long ago.
But they can't be blamed for this, who would have imagined that the cultivator Zimo brought as 'reinforcement' was the one who destroyed the Chiyang Sect.
"Master Huang Maimai, don't come here unharmed. I heard that you disappeared some time ago and perfectly missed the most dangerous time for the sect. Now you are belatedly bringing someone over. Don't you think your behavior is a bit ridiculous? ?"
Zimo didn't intend to compete with them, he directly sacrificed his Dharma body, and then merged.
"Pavilion Master, those two people are both in the middle stage of the Happy Realm. I can deal with the one on the left, and the white-robed monk on the right is extremely strong physically. I hope the Pavilion Master will pay more attention."
Of course Zimo knew that Mu Feng would have no problem dealing with it, but he still couldn't spare some things to say and some etiquette.
After all, the other party is the commander in chief of an army, and I can be regarded as a capable general at best.
After the words fell, Zimo flew forward, dragged the monk on the left to another battlefield, and then fought.
Ge Jun came to Mu Feng casually, and under close inspection, he didn't see too many clues.
For a while, this person didn't rush forward to make a move, but started talking with a smile.
"This fellow Taoist, it seems strange."
Mu Feng didn't talk to him about these things, recalling what Zimo said earlier, he said: "I heard that you are very good at fighting with physical strength, so how about it, if you can take me Fist, I will take people away immediately."
Hearing what the other party said, Ge Jun was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist is really confident in his own strength! I have accepted your challenge. The promise of the strong is as important as a thousand weights. I hope Fellow Daoist will remember what I said, otherwise when the time comes, you will lose your face. But it doesn't look good!"