Shamanism kills the god

"Punt, hurry up!"

Seeing the Nine-fingered Black Demon coming towards him at an astonishing speed like lightning, Mu Feng was taken aback, wishing he could snatch the bamboo pole from Old Man Li's hand and swing the wooden boat far away. .

Compared with when the sneak attack failed, the Nine-fingered Black Demon was billowing with black energy, his chest, abdomen and right thigh were all bloody, and each had a deep bone-deep wound.It seems that although he tore many disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect into pieces, he was also seriously injured by the opponent's sword formation.But after his body was injured, not only did he not hide to recuperate, but he fought more and more bravely, and his bloody body looked even more ferocious.After hearing the news, he quickly chased after him like a black light.

"Stinky boy, where are you going?"

Nine Fingers Hei Yao stepped on the water with his toes, and suddenly accelerated towards Mu Feng, gnashing his teeth.

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous!

After seeing Mu Feng's true face and understanding his true identity, the anger in his heart grew even stronger.In this way, he went down smoothly by boat and rushed out of the siege. How could he explain to the big devil, the blind master Bi Luotian?

Boom, boom

Under Mu Feng's feet, a blood-colored giant wheel quickly appeared, and a pair of blood-red hideous armor appeared on his body.At the critical moment, prepare to resist the attack of the Nine-fingered Black Demon, so as to take the opportunity to fight back desperately.Unexpectedly, the ferocious nine-fingered black demon suddenly swayed, and instead of grabbing his chest fiercely, he snatched the Misty Rain sword manual from his hand.Flipping over, seeing the blurred pattern of dancing swords after being wet by the fog, I laughed out loud.

"Sword manual, it really is a sword manual, hahaha!"

The Nine-fingered Black Demon laughed, his face turned cold, and he rushed forward again.The pitch-black iron claws grabbed Mu Feng's throat, attacking fiercely.

"Mu Feng, let's go, leave this devil to me!"

Just when Mu Feng was about to risk everything and once again sacrificed the blood light eroded by the black air, a gust of cold wind blew past, and the icy Yanyu Building suddenly stood sideways in front of him. With a sound of ding, one sword repelled the ferocious and terrifying iron claws of the nine-fingered black demon.

"go!"

Mu Feng didn't have time to thank him, he snatched the bamboo pole from old man Li's hand, and with a strong push, the small wooden boat quickly went down the river.Behind him, thick smoke appeared on the river again, blocking the river again.The wind went smoothly, and soon, they crossed many mountains and left the ferry far behind.

The Nine-fingered Black Demon who was blocked by the Yanyu Tower did not catch up again. In the cold wind, there were only a few indistinct sounds of angry shouts and fighting from a distance.

"Yunwushan, Yanyu Pavilion, Yanyuling, Yanyulou, what kind of person is he, and what kind of thing do you want me to do for him in the future?"

After rushing out of Immortal Sword Gate and Master Blind's net, the world was finally quiet, and Mu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the cabin, finally breathed a sigh of relief.However, thinking of Yanyulou who suddenly lenient and even offered to help, I was full of doubts.

This is a foggy person!

The misty and rainy building is cold all day long, like smoke and fog, making it unpredictable.But there is one thing Mu Feng can be sure of, without his help, he and Jing Wushuang will be buried in the belly of fish!

The speed of the small wooden boat going down the river was faster than expected. In the evening of the next day, the three of them arrived at Jianshui City smoothly. The journey was safe and smooth.I didn't meet any assassins from the Immortal Sword Sect, nor did I meet any demon bosses under Master Blind, so the journey was surprisingly peaceful.

Compared with Jianning City, Jianshui City is located in a more remote location and has a smaller population. The total number of people, old and young, will not exceed 20.The whole town is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by mountains on three sides. Looking up, there is no end to the rolling mountains.From here, the Shigeng River flows into the largest Jianshui River in southern Xinjiang, all the way to the west, and flows into the distant West Sea.

In order to avoid attracting attention, the three of Mu Feng did not disembark at the ferry outside the gate of Jianshui City, but quietly landed on a small hill about one mile away from Jianshui City.

"Master Mu, my distant relative lives in a small mountain village outside the city, so I can't accompany you any further."

Old man Li made a salute, coughed a few times, and then said after a pause: "This journey is really thanks to Mr. Mu for your care, otherwise, my old bones might be buried in the wilderness. Mr. Mu has the courage Mou, you are extremely talented, and you will definitely be a big shot in our Tongtian Dynasty in the future. Unfortunately, my old bones can't bear it anymore, and I can't personally send you into the city, son!"

Mu Feng helped old man Li up, took out a few ingots of silver from his arms, and stuffed them into his palm, "Old man Li is serious, without your help, the two of us don't know where we are now. We still have a lot of money when we go out. It’s better to bring some pocket money, you can accept these scraps of silver. If you can’t find your distant relatives, or if you have anything to do in the future, you can come to Jianning Mu Mansion to find me!”

Looking at the old man Li who was about to drag his tired body away after the wind and frost all the way, Mu Feng was quite moved.

In the world, people's hearts are sinister, and the world is going downhill.However, there are still good people.

When he was in Hewei Village, seeing old man Li suddenly appearing in the middle of the night and boarding the wooden boat together, he still had some doubts.Along the way, on the surface, he remained calm, but secretly he was always vigilant.Later, I gradually got in touch with him more, and slowly relaxed a little bit, but I didn't feel completely at ease, wondering if he might have ulterior motives.Until this moment, seeing that he was about to leave like this, without making any moves, and without spying on the whereabouts of himself and Jing Wushuang, he was completely relieved.

"Okay, it's a deal, next time I pass by Jianning City, I will definitely go find you. At that time, just don't dislike me as an old man, Mr. Mu, take care!"

Old man Li clasped his fists in salute, turned and left.Under the watchful eyes of Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang, he strode away along the official road and gradually disappeared into the distant smoke and dust.

"Shuang'er, let's go!"

A sword pierced the wooden boat parked on the shore, and after watching it sink into the water, Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang also turned and left, heading straight for Jianshui City, which was far away.

The walls are mottled, revealing pieces of green and black moss-covered boulders; above the city gate, there are two vague ancient characters "Jian Shui" engraved; outside the city gate, there is also a stone tablet, which records the border city History

After approaching, Mu Feng looked around the ancient city in front of him with great interest while queuing up to enter the city.

Although the area is small and there are not many businessmen coming and going, according to the time calculation, Jianshui City has a history of more than 1000 years.The ancient city wall has experienced vicissitudes due to wind and rain.Compared with the prosperous and developed Central Plains, there are not many literate scholars here, and most of their contacts are white people.However, the manners of the villagers who come and go have an ancient style that the people of the Central Plains do not have.The dialect here also sounds with a unique flavor.

"Brother Mufeng, there is a person behind, who seems to be watching us secretly. He will follow us wherever we go." After entering the city, not long after walking, Jing Wushuang whispered a reminder in Mufeng's ear.His face was tense, lest he meet the eyes and ears of Immortal Sword Gate or Master Blind again.

"Well, I already knew it, don't be nervous, don't turn around too often!" Mu Feng remained calm, and continued in a low voice: "This is the city, it's okay, no one dares to mess around easily, don't be so nervous. Let's go , don't look too much, lest you startle the snake!"

Mu Feng pretended to glance back unintentionally, and continued to walk forward calmly, with a sneer on his face.

It was a thin and small boy, not much older than the third year of junior high school, with fluffy hair and ragged clothes.The legs are one long and the other short, and they walk with a limp, as if they were born lame.The nails of both hands were full of black mud, and his whole body was as dirty as a little beggar, but his eyes were particularly elf, and he followed behind him secretly.

As soon as he stepped into the city gate, Mu Feng had already noticed his abnormality.The reason why he kept his face was not because he really couldn't get rid of him, but because he was going to find a place where no one was around and grab him, force him to ask what was going on, and take the initiative in turn.