In order not to let the figure run away, Wu Feng used his light body kung fu, his feet were like flying, and he ran towards the place where the figure flashed, although Wu Feng saw the figure from a distance, but the two places are still a long distance apart, as the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, even if Wu Feng passes at the fastest speed, when he gets there, it is already half a pillar of incense.

After running to the place where the figure flashed just now, Wu Feng was on guard, put the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand across his chest, carefully searched for it step by step, and used a hundred steps to listen to the ant's kung fu, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully to the movements around him.

Other than that, I couldn't hear anything other than the sound of unknown insects chirping and the rustle of my feet on dead leaves.

After walking a few steps forward, in the shade of grass and trees, Wu Feng suddenly saw a person standing there, with his back to him, and immediately "chuckled" in his heart, and his brows furrowed.

Unlike what I expected, this back is not Li Badshui's, but the fat monk!

"You are really bold, you still dare to stand here, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

While Wu Feng said this, he pricked up his ears again and listened to the movements around him, this fat monk stood here so unscrupulously, not waiting for death here, because it had been confirmed before that this fat monk was not Wu Feng's opponent at all, and he was seriously injured by Wu Feng, and the vajra law he invited was almost wiped out by Wu Feng.

There must be another conspiracy, either there is an ambush around, or there is some trap, and you must not be careless.

Wu Feng thought like this, and did not rush forward, but pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a moment, but except for the cries of those insects, he really couldn't hear any sound, if even Wu Feng's hundred steps of listening to ants couldn't detect that there was an ambush, then he would be in danger at this moment, those who were secretly ambushing, their cultivation must be above themselves, and at this moment they would be wolves in the mouth of tigers, and they would die for a lifetime.

However, Wu Feng thought about it again, everyone had already come, if there was an ambush, he couldn't leave, so he could only fight, even if he died, he would die a hero.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng cheered himself up, clenched the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand, and walked slowly towards the fat monk again, saying as he walked: "I said that you fat monk is playing some kind of conspiracy, you can't beat it, and you want to play tricks with me, right?" ”

Wu Feng said a word just now, the fat monk did not respond, and now he asked the fat monk again, he still did not respond, Wu Feng felt more and more strange, at this moment looking at the figure of the fat monk also felt a little wrong, couldn't help but stop, moved his nose, and was more sure of this idea at the moment, because Wu Feng had already felt it, the fat monk's body didn't feel any anger, either this back was a dead person, or this back was fake.

"Wu Feng, come back quickly! It was a trap, and that shadow was just an afterimage left by the fat monk with evil magic, and there must be a trap around! ”

I don't know when, Old Liu Tou had already come behind Wu Feng and shouted at the top of his voice.