In a forest in the Momiji Mountains.

Mu Feng held a black iron spear and his body was like that of an ape, and he quickly rushed down from a tall, tall tree.

A clearing less than two meters away from the tree.

A leopard with a body length of nearly three meters was wandering leisurely, until a piercing sound of breaking the sky was heard, and it realized that the crisis was coming.

Roar!

Split-the-Sky Style, Kill!

When the leopard raised its head and roared angrily, Mu Feng also rushed straight over at the same time.

He held the handle of the black iron spear in both hands, and his body flew like a sharp sword, stabbing directly into the leopard's mouth.

Boom...... The black iron spear pierced into the leopard's mouth with unmistakable accuracy, and the bright head of the spear pierced through the latter's neck, and a large piece of hot blood suddenly sprinkled the wooden wind.

"Damn the beast, you stained the cotton clothes that my mother sewed for me!"

Mu Feng turned his hand and pulled out the iron spear, his dark eyes were glowing with anger, he raised the iron spear angrily, and stabbed the corpse of the leopard a few times.

Time flew by, and now more than two months had passed since he had hunted the golden lion for the first time, and the coolness of autumn had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a blanket of silver.

Goose feather-like snowflakes flutter in the sky, and as far as the eye can see, the branches of each large tree in the Momiji Mountains are covered with an inch of white snow.

When the cold wind blows, the snowflakes fall down the dry branches, and the scene is really unique.

In order to hunt down this patterned leopard, Mu Feng wore a tiger fur coat, and the whole person nested on the branches of the big tree and waited for nearly three hours.

"Hey...... One hundred and thirty-eight! There are still twelve heads short of the number set by my father. ”

Mu Feng squatted down, unloaded a circle of thumb-thick hemp rope from his back, the action was very sharp, and in three or five strokes, he tied the nearly three-meter-long and more than 600-pound patterned leopard into a big zongzi.

Then, he grabbed the neck of the leopard with one hand, and drove his body to rotate half a circle with his feet, easily carrying the leopard on his shoulder.

Ever since Mu Hu learned that Mu Feng had been promoted to the "Viscera Realm", he had pinned all his hopes on the latter that he would be able to be promoted to the "Innate Realm" in the future.

The talent displayed by Mu Feng is amazing, and his future prospects are absolutely limitless.

It was precisely because of this realization that Mu Hu promised Mu Feng that as long as the latter could hunt one hundred and fifty fierce beasts more than two meters long alone, he could take the latter to "Magnolia City".

"Magnolia City" is a full fifty-three miles away from the ethereal town, this is the closest city to the ethereal town, there are many martial artists in the city refining the body, unless forced to do so, under normal circumstances, few villagers in the ethereal town will take the initiative to go here.

Compared to the chaotic and treacherous world outside, the ethereal town is definitely a paradise far away from the strife of the world.

With a longing for the outside world, Mu Feng carried the patterned leopard, took a steady step, held the iron gun in one hand, and ran quickly in the direction where the ethereal town was located.

The snow was falling, and there was silence all around.

Mu Feng turned around and glanced at the mountains deep in the Red Leaf Mountain, and a longing also appeared in his dark eyes.

The trees that grow in the cracks in the mountains inside the Momiji Mountains are all tall and tall like giants.

He had never been there, but he had heard many legends about it from the mouth of the wooden tiger.

Legend has it that there are a large number of spirit beasts living in the depths of the Red Leaf Mountain Range, and the cultivation of each spirit beast is comparable to that of the innate realm master of the human race.

The spirit beast is psychic and knowledgeable, even if it is a spirit beast that has just been born for less than ten days, it can sweep away all the ordinary fierce beasts in the periphery of Red Leaf Mountain with its own strength.

Roar ......

The howling cold wind transmitted the howling sound of the beast in the depths of the mountain range far away, and its sound was as powerful as muffled thunder, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and immediately did not dare to stay longer, and continued to stride forward.

More than a month ago, Mu Hu began to let Mu Feng go into the mountains to hunt alone, and at the beginning, he was still on the side for Mu Feng.

But after seeing that Mu Feng's techniques and skills in hunting demon beasts became more and more proficient, Mu Hu completely let go of the boulder in his heart and no longer swept the formation for Mu Feng.

Rustle rustle...... The frost and snow in the bushes on both sides of the road were crumbling by the bitter cold wind, and it was very quiet.

After Mu Feng walked all the way, a long blood-red mark dripped from the ground behind him, which was the blood dripping from the leopard's body.

From vomiting when he first smelled the beast's blood, to now being calm, Mu Feng has gradually adapted to the taste of beast blood, and has gradually adapted to killing.

Puff, puff, roar......

Mu Feng was running forward with his head down with the patterned leopard on his shoulder, when suddenly, a strange beast roar came from a field of snow in front of him.

He raised his eyes and looked ahead.

More than a hundred meters away from him lay prone in the snow a lion covered in golden light, this lion looked very strange, no more than nine feet long, although the hair on his body shimmered with golden light, but there was no trace of the majesty of the king of the jungle.

Roar, roar...... The golden lion let out a strange beastly howl as it rode towards the wooden wind with its four hooves.

It was not fast, it seemed a little clumsy, like a lion cub that had just crawled out of its nest, and it staggered like a wild boar rolling towards it.

Mu Feng's face did not show the slightest fear, his right hand clutched the black iron spear, and his left hand grasped the hemp rope that tied the patterned leopard, and took steady steps, step by step, slowly approaching the golden lion.

Thump......

When the distance between a man and a beast shrank to thirty meters, the golden lion was tripped by a boulder under his feet, and his body rolled on the ground, and suddenly a four-legged man came to the sky.

The golden lion rolled into the bushes on the side of the road, and the accumulated snowflakes swarmed up and immediately enveloped him.

It waved a pair of front paws and said, "Mu Feng, come and save me!"

Mu Feng looked stunned at first, and then a wry smile appeared on his face, turned his hand to remove the pattern leopard, and said loudly.

"Dead fatty, you guy can't hide at home and run here to do something. ”

As he spoke, he stepped out of his feet, as agile as a spirit fox, and rushed to the 'golden lion' in a few ups and downs.

The 'Golden Lion' is the mayor of the ethereal town, Wang Dazhu, the son of Wang Chun, wearing a lion sweater and pretending to be a fierce beast.

A few months ago, in order to thank Wang Chun for healing Mu Feng's injuries, Mu Hu immediately gave him the fur of the golden lion he hunted.

Wang Chun's mother used these furs to tailor such a lion skin cotton coat for Wang Dazhu.

"Second brother, pull me up. ”

Wang Dazhu's body was as fat as a ball, and the fat on his face would tremble lightly whenever he spoke, and the wood wind that looked at it was ridiculous.

"Hmph! Laugh at me, Mu Yuchen's kid will definitely be like me when he grows up. Wang Dazhu yelled depressedly.

Mu Feng held back his smile, reached out and grabbed the former's right arm, and with a sudden force, the former's body, which weighed more than two hundred catties, suddenly stood up.

"Hey, hey......".

The moment he got up, Wang Dazhu showed a wicked smile on his face, opened his arms, and directly gave Mu Feng a bear hug, and then, the two fell straight into the snow.

Mu Feng was almost overwhelmed, and said angrily: "Dead fatty, hurry up for me, otherwise, I will let you taste what it is like to be beaten." ”

"Hahaha...... Second brother, my father said, from today onwards, I will follow you to learn alchemy. ”

Wang Dazhu said triumphantly.

Then, he turned over and took out a thin silk book from a gray cloth bag around his waist, and the cover of the book was impressively engraved with the three big characters of 'Crouching Tiger'.

"Uncle Chun will actually hand over the original cheats of the 'Crouching Tiger Formula' to you!"

Mu Feng looked surprised.

Although the 'Crouching Tiger Technique' and the 'Battle Heaven Decision' taught to him by Mu Hu are ordinary alchemy spell cheats, if they have not performed a formal apprenticeship, no one will dare to easily transfer the alchemy spell they have saved to others.

"My father said that as long as you are willing to agree, this Crouching Tiger recipe can be given to you for free ......."

Boom Boom!

Three sudden earth-shattering noises interrupted Wang Dazhu's words.

Immediately after, more than a dozen breaths like Mount Tai bursting the embankment like a flood burst the embankment, quickly swept out from the Red Leaf Mountain.

"Dead fatty, don't move!"

Wang Dazhu was so frightened that he trembled, and when he was about to move away from Mu Feng, the latter hurriedly stopped him.

Then, Mu Feng quickly pressed the black wooden gun behind his back, and dragged the lionskin coat on the left and right sides of Wang Dazhu with both hands, and forcibly stretched the entire lionskin coat by thirty centimeters.

The huge pulling force made Wang Dazhu's entire body flatten a lot, he gasped, and said with difficulty: "Second brother, you ...... You lighten up, I—I'm almost out of breath!"

Mu Feng didn't know what he saw, his little face became very solemn, he grabbed the lion skin on the left and right sides of Wang Dazhu, and whispered in a rough voice.

"Dead fatty, if you don't want to become a dead pig, be honest with me, don't move, don't make any noise. ”

"II...... Second brother, what happened ......".

Whoosh ......

More than a dozen sounds of breaking the sky were transmitted in the Red Leaf Mountain, and their sounds were long and piercing, getting closer and louder.

Although Wang Dazhu is lazy by nature, he is also a person who is agile and agile.

He also realized the seriousness of the matter, and quietly climbed on Mu Feng's body, not daring to move a bit, and even his breathing became very cautious.

More than a dozen terrifying breaths like Mount Tai were converging into a monstrous momentum in mid-air, the void hummed, and its sound was like rolling thunder, coming very quickly, and it spread to the sky above the heads of the two in a few breaths.

Poof, poof......

The two spurted a large mouthful of blood into each other's faces almost simultaneously.

Mu Feng barely survived because of his perennial practice of "body refining techniques", while Wang Dazhu had a biased head and passed out directly.

"Senior Brother Xue, you see there's actually a little lion lying on its stomach there. ”

"Shut up, no one is allowed to act rashly until that kid is found. ”

......

When more than a dozen terrifying auras swept over the two of them, Mu Feng faintly heard a conversation passed through the air.