Jinling Mountains, among the small villages behind the mountains.

Lu Feng never expected that the battle would last for so long until the afternoon of the next day, the thick fog gradually dissipated.

During this period, he no longer knew how many thick fog and white shadows had been knocked back, and the complexity and exquisiteness of the array he was located far beyond his expectations.

Even though he took advantage of the opportunity of repelling the White Shadow and using his own spiritual energy as a sensing, he successfully understood the trend of more than a hundred different array patterns, it took him a long time to see the flaws of the formation, allowing the formation to be vented and the thick fog to disappear.

However, despite successfully breaking the formation, Lu Feng still felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if he had ignored something extremely important.

"Old Lu~" Tang Yuan's voice came from afar.

Lu Feng looked at Tang Yuan's appearance and saw that although he was also exhausted, he did not have much injuries, so his expression relieved a lot.

"Old Lu, I found it there..."

Tang Yuan's expression was a little stiff. He looked at the corner of the stream behind him and hesitated and said, "Lao Lu, you must be mentally prepared."

Lu Feng was stunned. Seeing Tang Yuan's heavy and stiff look, he frowned. The feeling of uneasiness deep in his heart became stronger and stronger, and at this moment he reached the peak.

Tang Yuan led the land breeze straight forward and finally pointed to a cluster of grass next to the stream.

Lu Feng looked at him in confusion. In this moment, his whole body seemed to be fixed, staring at the foreign object in the grass cluster.

I realized something in my heart, and stumbled forward, tremblingly stretched out my hand, as heavy as a weight hanging on my hand. I struggled to push away the weeds and saw clearly the broken limbs inside. Lu Feng's face changed drastically, and there was no blood in an instant.

The familiar and friendly pattern on the broken limb seemed to hit his heart hard, making his head blank with a buzzing sound and losing the ability to think.

"Teacher~" Lu Feng spit out two words from his teeth with difficulty. He was in a state of distraction, his heart was irritated, his expression was unprecedentedly panicked, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"No, no," Lu Feng's lips trembled, and he searched everywhere like crazy, and searched everywhere with grass.

He knew the traces of the broken limbs too clearly, and he had seen Che Peiying's death. It was the injury that was almost blown up by a person. Combined with the faint familiar breath on the broken limb, the explosion from the inside out...

A terrible premonition suddenly arose in his heart;

Shu Lao... exploded!

"Old Lu," Tang Yuan stepped forward with concern and comforted him, pointed to the grass cluster in the distance, and said, "It is just a piece of limb, not necessarily... let's look for it again."

Lu Feng staggered forward as Tang Yuan pointed, and after panicking the weeds, he was shocked to see a broken body with only half of his torso bones standing there, blood staining the entire land red.

"Teacher!" Lu Feng roared in despair, looked at the familiar face in his memory, felt the breath of vitality, and in a trance, he felt that the world had collapsed.

Lu Feng couldn't help but soften his legs, and he knelt down to the side of Shu Lao, with a hideous face of despair and frightened. Tears gushed like a flood breaking through the dam, and low anger and wailing sounded throughout the fields, with indescribable desolation and sadness.

Tang Yuan stood quietly behind him, without saying a word.

Lu Feng's eyes were covered in silence, his face was full of pain, and he hugged Shu Lao's body tightly with both hands, as if he was deceiving himself as if he could keep Shu Lao's life.

The blood stained his white clothes and stained his cheeks, making his face look even more ferocious and terrifying because of his pain and sadness.

a long time.

Lu Feng slowly stood up, his eyes becoming extremely cold and angry.

Turn around and walk towards the central area of ​​the village.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Yuan quickly stopped him.

Lu Feng's chest was undulating violently, his fists were clenched, his nails were deeply trapped in his palms, and he said angrily: "Shu Lao died here, and he must have nothing to do with the villagers. I want to ask clearly!"

With the angrily rebuked, I felt that the spiritual soul array, which was sealed with endless murderous intent, loosened again in the soul sea.

A stream of fierce and terrifying murderous intent lingered in front of him.

Tang Yuanlian said: "They don't know."

Seeing Lu Feng glaring at him.

Tang Yuan said a little panickedly: "What I mean is that based on the reactions of the villagers earlier, I don't even know the formation. How could I know your teacher's death? They don't have the ability to kill your teacher."

Lu Feng stared at Tang Yuan in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a sword, and he shouted sternly: "Old Shu has been upright in his life, never gets into evil with others, and has never hurt anyone. Tell me, why did he suffer such a murderous attack in all his might??"

"You said those villagers don't know, so you'd rather tell me an answer!"

"Or I'll kill them one by one until they know!"

Tang Yuanlian said: "Old Lu, you are obsessed with the appearance, don't be covered by the murderous intent, calm down."

As he said that, he took out a few pill bottles and looked for pills that suppressed the murderous intent and magical nature.

But Lu Feng slapped him out with a sudden slap.

"Old Lu!" Tang Yuan's eyes suddenly became cold and he suddenly became angry, "Since you are like this, don't blame me for doing it."

As he said that, the Double Shadow Dragon Fist was exerted.

Lu Feng snorted heavily and responded in a cold manner. When the sharp sword thrust towards Tang Yuan, he had no sign of restraint, as if he was not facing a friend, but a strange enemy.

Tang Yuan was the same, and he was so cruel that he showed no mercy. From the Double Shadow Dragon Fist to the Flame Palm, to the Hammer Fist and the Heavenly Sound, and even the bone removal technique was even used.

In just a short time, the two of them had no less than a hundred tricks to fight fiercely.

"Stop pretending to be a fool!"

"Get out!"

Lu Feng's eyes were fierce and his whole body exuded a sense of anger. The impact of Shu Lao's death and the obstacles of the formation, the sadness and grief in his heart at this moment was even worse than when he was in the car and Peiling that day.

Under this artistic conception, every sword swung out like a sea of ​​raging waves, surging endlessly, violently and horrifying;

Under this sea wrath sword intent, all the attacks were dispersed like a destruction, as if nothing could be stopped.

Tang Yuan's face changed significantly when he heard Lu Feng's cry, "I don't understand what you are saying. Lao Lu, are you a demon? Why are you yelling at me?"

"Enough!" Lu Feng's voice suppressed a flame of anger and scolded: "Don't disgust me anymore. Old Tang is not the only one with you, you can pretend to be like a little bit of a flower!"

The words are over.

Tang Yuan's body suddenly trembled, and then a sharp and harsh laughter came out.

"The Venerable is really right, I can't hide it from you!"

As he spoke, the hazy white mist covered his body and covered his figure.

When he appeared again, Tang Yuan was gone, and he turned into a petite and beautiful woman.

Lu Feng looked at the woman's appearance, his face was angry and murderous intent without any reduction, and he shouted coldly: "Did you kill Shu? Where is the old Tangren?"

At this moment, he had nothing to do with the existence of the Soul-Original Clan. He only wanted to find the murderer who killed Mr. Shu!

The woman was wearing a luxurious black and golden robe, with a cold sneer on the corner of her mouth, stretched out a finger and shook it, and replied slowly: "You answer a few questions first, and I will consider whether to continue talking to you."

"Looking for death!" Lu Fengfo's angry sword intent lingered, and was full of murderous intent. He could not listen to the woman's words at all. The heart that was eager to avenge Mr. Shu could not calm down.

When the sword comes out, the sword is like a storm of a raging sea, and it is unstoppable;

Under the sword, sand and stones were flying, grass and trees were hiding, and the entire earth was trembling wildly. Deep ravines were penetrated by the sword force and rushed straight to the woman pointed at by the sword force.

However, such a terrifying and domineering sword was halfway through when approaching the woman.

A soul power that seemed to be substantial was spreading from the woman's body, as if it had formed a huge net to cover the sword;

At the same time, seven brilliant balls of light condensed out of thin air behind the woman, like seven bright eyes staring at Lu Feng;

There is a flowing light in the middle of the shining ball, flowing like water.

Lu Feng looked at the familiar scene in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.

‘Nine, nine directions!’

Lu Feng vaguely heard the phantom of the sword in Baigu Sword Ruins that was melted into the long sword by the sword cynical beings, and he also saw the mysterious woman of the Soul-Direction Clan encountered on the top of the Giant Sword Mountain and used it.

However, the old-fashioned woman at that time only showed the level of six shining balls;

But now, seven of the woman appeared casually!

Isn’t this saying that the person in front of him may still be above the mysterious woman he met?

The mysterious woman finally called them boys, who seemed to have an age that was not matched by the appearance. She might not have been transformed by an old woman who had lived for hundreds of years.

Could it be that the woman in front of you... also exists the same way?

As Lu Feng thought in his heart, the furious murderous intent could not help but suppress it a little, hoping that a turning point would appear.

Since Tang Yuan can be portrayed by others...

Will the same be true for Old Shu’s body?

Although based on his own clear perception, Lu Feng felt it was unlikely in his heart that Mr. Shu's body was definitely not an illusion;

But perhaps because of the mentality of facing the face, he suddenly chose to believe in the illusory hope.

"Can you speak well now?" The woman's face was a little cold, and she was obviously unhappy with Lu Feng's sudden move. The angry sword force really made her heart tremble.

"What are you going to ask?" Lu Feng responded coldly. At this moment, he was still at a point where he was about to retreat. Although he would not have been killed suddenly, it would be difficult to completely calm down.

A hint of slander raised the corner of the woman's mouth, slowly retracting her own breath, and the seven glory balls dissipated into nothingness, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that the woman could easily resolve the attack of his sword, Lu Feng couldn't help but tremble again.

The woman spoke slowly: "How did you see through my illusion?"

Lu Feng was stunned, "Do you mean formation? Or Lao Tang?"
To be continued...