Mu Yang had to take back the knife that was slashing at the Fengyun Face Gate.

Under normal circumstances, the knife can indeed reach a faster speed than the body movement, but once the strength is exhausted, the speed will inevitably drop significantly.

The speed of the knife in his hand was originally not comparable to the speed of Fengyun's movement, and once his strength was exhausted, it was even more impossible to attack successfully.

The first attack failed, but Mu Yang did not stop there, took back the knife, and immediately started the second attack.

The first attack failed, and he was still a little unconvinced in his heart, because he didn't know the depth of Fengyun's strength, his attack was tentative, and he didn't use all his strength.

This time he exerted all his strength, not only to defeat Fengyun, but also to completely wash away the humiliation he brought him.

With a wave of his right arm, the knife was gone, and when it reappeared, it was already less than three inches away from Fengyun's neck.

If this knife is seen by others, they will definitely can't help but secretly applaud, not only is it extremely fast, but also the knife is extremely weird.

By the time the attacker discovered the location of the knife, it was too late, and even if he wanted to, he couldn't dodge.

There was a hint of pride in Mu Yang's eyes, he didn't believe that Fengyun would be able to avoid it this time.

The Shadowless Sword is his stunt, which he has spent countless hardships and sweat to cultivate, and it is also the confidence that he can become the strongest warrior of the Baicao Tribe.

He himself couldn't remember how many enemies he had killed who dared to covet the Hundred Grass Tribe.

However, in the next moment, the smugness in his eyes froze.

In his mind, the situation that could not have happened was repeated again.

When the blade was still three inches away from Fengyun's neck, it seemed to inexplicably stagnate, unable to get any closer.

After the second attack failed, Mu Yang did not give up, swung his knife and attacked wildly, slashing wildly at Fengyun.

If he attacked this time to prove himself, his subsequent attacks were purely venting.

By this time, his attack was already a little messy, just like his heart.

Of course, it is impossible for him to attack Fengyun with such an attack.

Fengyun's brow gradually furrowed.

Mu Yang tested his strength, which he could understand.

The witch is too important to a tribe to allow any mistakes, and he naturally has to be sure that he has the strength to protect the witch before he can hand her over to him with peace of mind.

But in Fengyun's opinion, his first two attacks were enough.

His two attacks had basically shown all his strength, and he had also achieved the purpose of his temptation, but he still kept coming after two successive failures, which seemed a little vexatious.

Fengyun was ready to put an end to the farce, but before he could make a move, he looked at the witch and wanted to get some instructions from her.

After all, Mu Yang is a member of the Baicao Tribe, and the most important thing is that he has a request for others now, and if Mu Yang is put in a more embarrassing situation, it will be a little inappropriate after all.

But if you can get instructions from a witch, it's a different story.

Fengyun was disappointed.

The witch didn't know whether it was intentional or not, she avoided his gaze, and her face was extremely calm, unwavering, and she didn't get any suggestive information at all.

Fengyun still made a decision, he reached out his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and grabbed Mu Yang's blade like a clip.

His movements were not fast, and his shots seemed rather casual, as if what he was trying to hold was not a fast-moving, sharp bone knife, but a small twig.

Mu Yang was furious.

"Ah......h

He let out a low roar and threw himself at Fengyun, slashing at his chest and abdomen with a sword.

He's making a desperate bet, using the speed of his forward rush to increase the speed at which he swings his knife.

Unfortunately, his roar was only half of the way, and the second half got stuck in his throat and couldn't get out.

The two fingers that Fengyun poked out to complete something that seemed impossible to accomplish in Mu Yang's eyes, they actually caught his knife.

Not so, they caught his knife at the same time, and then let it stop, unable to move a single bit, and the force that had nowhere to vent was recoiled, making his chest hot and very uncomfortable.

Mu Yang's gaze at Fengyun changed, his shame and anger faded, and his awe began to thicken.

He had to admit that compared with Fengyun, his strength was indeed too much worse.

Fengyun felt a strong humiliation when he grabbed his knife with his fingers, but when his fingers actually reached his hand, he didn't dare to slack off at all.

When Fengyun's finger quickly approached, he gave up his original attack target and instead cut Fengyun's finger, trying to get him to take the initiative to retreat.

In Mu Yang's mind, the latter was more important than attacking Fengyun's body and dodging the pinching of his fingers.

Even if the former succeeds, it can only prove that his strength is no worse than Fengyun, while the latter can save the last shred of face for him, at least he let Fengyun's intention not be realized.

However, Fengyun's two fingers seemed to have special magical powers, and they seemed to probe casually, and when Mu Yang noticed that something was wrong, the knife in his hand was caught by them.

How exactly did Fengyun do it, Mu Yang was a little confused, because he didn't see it clearly.

It's like there was a fault in his memory, all he had was Fengyun's fingers quickly approaching the knife in his hand, he tried his best to fight back, and then his knife was caught, as for how the knife was caught, he had no memory at all.

"I conceded. ”

Fengyun let go of his fingers and turned to look at the witch.

"Cloud, you ......"

Mu Yang was ready to directly raise the doubts in his heart and let Fengyun give the answer.

At this time, his mentality is different, and he no longer feels that there is anything to be ashamed of losing to Fengyun.

Through this fight, he has already fully realized the strength of Fengyun.

If he loses to a person who is about the same strength as himself, he will not be convinced, but if the other party's strength is much stronger than him, or even if the two are not at the same level at all, then it is another matter.

"Mu Yang, that's enough. Let's go down. Do all the things I have to say. ”

Mu Yang's words were interrupted by the witch.

She obviously misunderstood him, thinking that after he lost to Fengyun, she was embarrassed and ready to continue to trouble him.

"Wu, I ......"

"Don't say it. Let's go down. ”

The witch interrupted Mu Yang's words again.

"Yes. Wu, I'll arrange it. ”

Mu Yang didn't insist anymore, gave a salute to the witch, and walked outside.

When passing by Fengyun's side, his footsteps stopped and said in a low voice: "Yun, your strength is too strong, I hope to have the opportunity to ask you for more advice." ”

"I will accompany you. ”

Fengyun didn't feel resentment from Mu Yang's expression, some just admired and readily agreed to his request.

Although he defeated Mu Yang, his heart was not the contempt and indifference of the winner to the loser, on the contrary, he still had some admiration for him.

The Shadowless Blade he unleashed when he attacked him for the second time was really amazing, and it was indeed very subtle, greatly exceeding his expectations.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength was much stronger than the other party, he was at the same level as Mu Yang, and even if he was slightly higher than his strength, he wouldn't have been able to dodge his knife at all.

So, to some extent, the Shadowless Knife should be regarded as a stunt.

Realizing this, Fengyun couldn't help but itch in his heart, wanting to learn it.

He had already seen that the Shadowless Knife belonged to an attack method in which the stronger the user's strength, the stronger the attack power would be.

In other words, if he used the Shadowless Blade, there would be a very large surge in power.

After Mu Yang cast the Shadowless Knife, Fengyun also deduced in his mind to figure out its secret, but he was not able to do so.

In the simulation in his mind, it seemed to be the same, but he knew very well that it was just a form, and in order to truly exert its power, it was necessary to obtain its essence.

And to do that, he had to know the trick.

But how can Mu Yang take the initiative to tell the trick?

This question stumped Fengyun, but Mu Yang's initiative to invite him saw hope.

"Yun, I hope you can forgive Mu Yang for being reckless. He actually had no ill intentions. ”

After Mu Yang left, the witch apologized to Fengyun.

"Wu, don't worry. I don't care. Mu Yang will make a move, just to test me to see if I have the ability to protect Wu and Miss Mulanozhi. ”

"Alright. Now that you've figured it out yourself, I won't say more. Let's go. ”

The witch smiled reassuringly and turned to Magnolia and nodded.

Mulanzhi immediately walked to the back room, but she soon walked out again.

She carried a large basket in one hand, full of things, but covered with a piece of skin, and in the other hand three furs that looked like cloaks.

The witch took a fur from Magnoige and put it on.

It was very wide, completely obscuring her figure, and there was something like a hood on the top that could be worn on her head, which was very long.

In this way, it not only grabbed her full head of gray hair, but also plunged her face into a shadow, and if you don't get closer, you can't see her face clearly.

Even if she was closer, as long as she lowered her head, it was very difficult to see her appearance clearly.

Mulanzhi also put on a fur.

The last one she handed over to Fengyun and motioned for him to put it on as well.

"This basket contains medicinal herbs for the treatment of epidemics, and you need to help carry it. Laneige and I have something else to go. ”

The witch gestured to the basket.

"That's as it should be. ”

Fengyun walked over, bent over, inserted his arms into the strap of the basket, and carried it on his back.

The back basket has some weight, but with Fengyun's current strength, it is nothing at all.

"Let's go. ”

The witch nodded to Fengyun and Magnolia and walked outside.

Fengyun followed the witch and walked out of the door, which Magnolia closed and secured with a latch.

When they came downstairs, the witch and Magnolia stopped again.

Fengyun also stopped to see what they were going to do.

Mulanzhi opened a door on the left side of the first floor, and took out two huge back baskets from inside, which were one size bigger than the one on Fengyun's back, but they were empty inside.