No matter who you are, there will be times when you let your defenses down. Feng Yang thinks that with his current strength, only instinctive actions can keep up with the orders of the brain and make counterattacks in time. In order to be able to defend at all times, even when sleeping, it can definitely block sneak attacks.

Only by integrating the use of this martial art into the body and making the martial art a kind of memory can it become one's own instinct. And if you want to turn your move attack into a natural ability, you can't do it by blindly cultivating alone. Feng Yang thought of going to the Forest of Seclusion to cultivate, if Li Ying'er and Yu Taiyue knew, they would not agree to him going anyway.

Therefore, Feng Yang specially bought a lot of Bigu Dan and claimed to them that he was in retreat and cultivation. In this way, Feng Yang locked himself in his room to cultivate, and they would not come to disturb Feng Yang.

Feng Yang took advantage of Li Ying'er and the others not paying attention, and secretly left Taiyue's house. Leave Storm City and dive towards the Forest of Return.

Feng Yang still has self-confidence, with his current cultivation, as long as he is not a monk in the foundation building period, he will not be able to pose a threat to Feng Yang, and Feng Yang is absolutely sure that he can escape.

Of course, this is a gamble, and you may die because of it. Because if the other party sends someone to snipe, he will definitely not send only one person.

Feng Yang went all the way to the Forest of Retreat at a very fast speed. Feng Yang suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "You have also been following me for a long time, it's time to come out, right?"

More than a dozen monks jumped out from around Feng Yang's body, and the lowest cultivation was also the peak of the ninth order of body refining.

The leader was a monk in a scholar's robe and said to Feng Yang, "Since you have discovered us, I believe you should have guessed who we are, right? But you'd better be restrained, and don't let us do any more work. ”

Seeing the cultivation and number of people who came, Feng Yang knew that this battle was definitely a big test for him. Feng Yang said expressionlessly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not so easy to want my life, and the result of who will kill the deer is still unknown!"

None of the monks on the other side said a word. Only the leading monk shouted very decisively: "Kill!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the monk behind him rushed directly towards the wind. From their movements, it was clear that the dozen or so monks had undergone special training.

"Let's start my cultivation with you, right?" for the sake of his own life, so Feng Yang did his best at the beginning. Because the use of martial arts will not have a load on his meridians, every move he makes has the power of wind and thunder fists.

He shook all the attacks that came from all sides with his fists, whether it was axe slashing, knife slashing, punching, or kicking, they were all blocked by Feng Yang with his two fists.

Feng Yang swung away the slashing knife with a fist, thinking, "No, there is no chance to make a move if it goes on like this." These people are trained, and they are much higher monks than themselves, and if they just blindly defend, they will definitely die. ”

Feng Yang has never been a hesitant person, he does it when he thinks of it. From the very beginning of the battle, Feng Yang began to observe the strength and weakness of the enemy around him, and he found that the attack from the west was relatively low.

The leading robed monk never made a move, which made Feng Yang have to pay attention to him a little.

Just as Feng Yang was about to break through to the west, the robed monk suddenly struck... No, it was an exit: "He is weaker in the lower game, focus on my leg attack." ”

Although Feng Yang can only use the martial art of Wind Thunder Fist, Feng Yang integrates Wind Thunder Fist into every style, and is no longer limited to the moves of Wind Thunder Fist itself. Although the power is slightly reduced, it can be used with every attack. Being able to be flexible and adaptable, as the saying goes, there are no tricks to win.

When several weapons hit Feng Yang's legs, Feng Yang took care of it, pretending that his legs were his weakness, and he hurriedly retreated. And when they thought they had found the weak point of the wind, when they attacked again. Feng Yang suddenly jumped up, stepped on the back of a big knife with his left foot, kicked out with his right foot like thunder, and kicked his right foot on the side of the head of a tenth-order monk in the west, and the monk vomited blood and flew out.

Feng Yang ran the wind and thunder energy to his legs, and suddenly jumped up and broke through to the west. Seeing that Feng Yang was about to break out of the encirclement, suddenly a golden arrow shot into Feng Yang in mid-air.

"Bang" is like being hit by a heavy hammer, and the wind flies out of the encirclement and crashes into a big tree. The qi arrow did not break through his defenses, but directly caused an impact on his internal organs, and according to the remnants of mana Feng Yang, he knew that this was Haoran righteousness.

Feng Yang's face suddenly changed, and his body rolled over a lazy donkey next to him. Just as Feng Yang was dodging, another golden arrow hit the body of the tree where Feng Yang was just now, and the big tree that one person hugged was directly pierced.

Feng Yang looked up and saw that the monk in the robe, who had been making a move, was holding a brush-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and sure enough, he was a Confucian cultivator as Feng Yang had guessed.

This is a problem, you must know that Confucianism is one of the few monks who are the least suppressed in the sea of lost fog.