"Master, Master, the wolf is coming, the gray wolf is coming!" Xiao Budian ran back, shouting and screaming, trying to attract Lu Feng's attention. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wolf, gray wolf...

The white-robed middle-aged man heard the words behind him, and suddenly stumbled.

Lu Feng, who was originally following behind, was already very close to Xiao Budian, but now when he heard his voice, he immediately locked the position, and a few flashes appeared in front of Xiao Budian: "Xiao Budian, where is the wolf?"

"Master, there!" Xiao Bu clicked a flutter, flashed behind Lu Feng, hugged his thighs, stretched out his little head, and looked at the white-robed middle-aged man who was chasing after him without blinking.

As soon as Lu Feng noticed the sound of breaking the air, the next moment, a white figure appeared more than ten meters away from him.

Lu Feng's face changed greatly, isn't this the middle-aged foundation building monk he met before, how could he be here?

"It's you!" The white-robed middle-aged man naturally discovered Lu Feng as well, but his face was very gloomy. Because he heard Xiao Budian shouting Master Lu Feng, and Xiao Budian has the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi training, and Lu Feng, who is a master, obviously cannot be a mortal.

"Who are you, report your name!" The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and the strong foundation building mana condensed but did not disperse, and the momentum was like a rainbow, pressing towards the land breeze.

Rumble!

Facing the pressure of the monks in the foundation building period, how could Lu Feng resist it, his chest was like being hit by a boulder, and he was suddenly pushed sideways and flew away.

The gap is just too big!

During the foundation building period, the monks have opened up the twelve meridians of the whole body, and the mana has formed a great cycle of Zhou Tian in the body, and has built a Taoist platform, which is in harmony with heaven and earth, and the mana is like a vast ocean, endless, and the qi training period is not the same, and there is an insurmountable moat.

Even if it is ten hundred Qi cultivation period cultivators, they are not opponents of the foundation building period, this is the absolute suppression of the realm.

None of the monks who can cultivate to the foundation building stage are easy people, not to mention that the middle-aged monks in front of them are cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

"Cough!" Lu Feng was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was shocked, he didn't expect the monks in the foundation building period to be so terrifying, crushing themselves with momentum alone, and they had no power to resist!

"Xiao Bu, are you okay, did you hurt you?" Lu Feng couldn't care about himself, his eyes stared at the middle-aged monk, for fear that he would hurt Xiao Bu again.

"Master, I'm fine. Xiao Budian hugged Lu Feng's leg tightly, and looked at the middle-aged monk's eyes full of anger!

"Lu Feng, the head of the Lower Heavenly Court, dare to ask who the seniors are?" Lu Feng was furious in his heart, murderous, but his face was very respectful, and he looked sincerely frightened and very scared.

"It turns out that you are Lu Feng, but it makes me easy to find for a while!" The middle-aged monk's eyes were fierce, murderous and scorching, and cold. "Hand over the Heavenly Sword Technique that Tianmenzi left to you when he was dying, and spare your life!"

Heavenly Sword Technique, once famous, flourished Tianmen Zhenzong peerless, it is rumored that this sword technique is unparalleled, and it can be ranked in the top ten in the entire world's attack techniques.

Lu Feng frowned, and tried his best to recall, making sure that he had not obtained any Heavenly Sword Technique, and that the previous master of the Heavenly Gate had not left anything behind before he died.

When they met, Lu Feng wondered why this middle-aged monk was looking for the location of the Heavenly Gate, it turned out that he had come for the Heavenly Sword Technique.

Don't say that Lu Feng doesn't have this sword trick in his hand, even if he has it, he won't hand it over, this kind of bullying and ruthless person, no matter whether he gets what he wants or not, he will not let go of himself.

If it were someone else, it would definitely be difficult to escape this time, crossing a big realm, several small realms against the enemy, and few people in the world could do it.

Xiao Budian hid behind Lu Feng, not afraid at all, but his clear eyes revealed expectation, he knew that his master was very mysterious, and there must be a way to deal with the middle-aged monk, otherwise he would have already used a somersault cloud to run away with him.

"To run or not to run?" Lu Feng was weighing the gains and losses, it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, he was sitting on the escape artifact somersault cloud, even if he ran away with Xiao Budian, the middle-aged monk would definitely not be able to catch up, he had a super system, and Xiao Budian had amazing talent, and in time, he would be able to surpass the middle-aged monk.

But once you escape, you will expose the somersault cloud, and you will have to lead the chase and kill, and you won't even be able to go back to Heaven at that time, if you don't escape, it means that you will have to use the purple gold red gourd and consume a precious opportunity.

Isn't this killing chickens with a knife?

When he saw the little expectant eyes, Lu Feng's heart was horizontal, he didn't lose face if he lost, he couldn't lose face in his apprentice, otherwise how could the master's power exist in the future?

put his hand on the gourd on his waist, turned around, and without a trace, turned his bottom to the sky, his mouth to the ground, and shouted in his mouth: "Old man in white robe, this seat calls you, do you dare to respond?"

"Huh?" The white-robed middle-aged monk didn't know why, so he subconsciously responded, and was sucked into the gourd, and Lu Feng put the sticker on it unhurriedly.

Lu Feng knew that the treasure of the purple gold red gourd, regardless of whether the name was true or false, but he was full of anger, so he put it in, and it was also suitable for the death of the middle-aged monk, the fairy spirit continent, how could such a ghostly magic weapon have appeared, and it was on fire for a while, turning into ashes.

But it was said that when the bird saw that the middle-aged monk had been taken in, he panicked and hurriedly got up in the air, wanting to go sideways. Unexpectedly, Xiao Budian recognized it, pulled his master, pointed at it, and shouted, "Master, bird, big bird!"

Lu Feng didn't pay attention to it, but when he heard this, he looked up, and sure enough, he found a big luan bird, which had already swooped into the air, Lu Feng's eyes were thin, and he had already seen that this bird had the same javascript on it: It was like a sect logo, and it must be in the same group as the middle-aged monk, so he couldn't let him run away.

"Somersault Cloud, come!" Lu Feng clenched his fists, recited the mantra, twisted his waist, and in just one moment, he reached the air, trampled the Luan Niao under his feet, the mana surged, and when he stomped his foot, the Luan Niao was in pain, wailed, and fell.

This Luan Bird is raised by the sect, the spiritual wisdom is just beginning, the speed is extremely fast, but the cultivation is low, only equivalent to the cultivation of the first level of Qi monks, how is it the opponent of Lu Feng.

fell to the ground, and Lu Feng used his strength again, and he resulted in it and threw it aside.

According to what the system said, Lu Feng waited for a while and a half before carrying the gourd, shaking it, only listening to a few loud sounds, knowing that it had turned into pus, and he was not happy.

I took off the sticker, looked inside, there was a pile of pus, not to mention the clothes, bones, and even the items I was carrying were all melted, find a place, dig a pit, Lu Feng poured it all in, and then buried it.

As for the flying sword, Lu Feng didn't dare to touch it, for fear of getting into trouble, this middle-aged monk, with the sect logo on his clothes, must be a famous sect person, with Lu Feng's current strength, he can't be provoked.

After thinking about it, this is always the place of his own sect, and it is also a hidden danger to keep that sword, Lu Feng dug a deeper pit and simply buried it.

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