"You..." Tang Zhuo was shocked at this moment and pointed at Mu Feng and couldn't speak.

He didn't understand, and he had clearly held the sword, so why did the sword disappear in his hands?

It was like teleporting forward three inches out of thin air.

Mu Feng stepped forward and held the hilt of the Qingxiao Sword in one hand. He used the characteristics of the Qingxiao Sword that could teleport.

Tang Zhuo's body-protecting Holy Yuan was as fragile as paper-paste under the sharp blade.

He didn't say nonsense, and he was about to kill someone to silence him at this moment, and his strong murderous intent surged out of his body.

But Tang Zhuo was really panicked at this moment. He didn't expect that the man in front of him was so decisive, and he didn't even give him time to discuss it with him, so he was going to kill someone directly.

Moreover, in a moment, he had defeated him.

This person is something he can never stop.

Even if he calls a reinforcement in the end, he will die himself.

So at this moment he hurriedly shouted: "I said, I said! Yu Bingbing was locked in the cliff behind the purple bamboo forest!"

"Draw a roadmap for me!"

Mu Feng drew out his long sword and said coldly.

Tang Zhuo covered his chest with one hand and quickly drew it on the ground with the other hand. This time he did not dare to be negligent because he knew that the person in front of him really dared to kill someone! Soon, Mu Feng knew what to do.

Go to the cliff facing the wall.

After looking at Tang Zhuo, he sneered and said, "Take off the clothes from your space holy artifact and give them to me."

"What are you going to do?"

Tang Zhuo was shocked. He was afraid that Mu Feng would do something like him, and he would still count it on him.

But Mu Feng had no room for negotiation. He knocked Tang Zhuo out, found his space holy weapon, and used his powerful soul power to forcibly break the divine mark on it.

Soon, he found Tang Zhuo's clothes and changed into it, took off Tang Zhuo's waist tag, disguised himself as Tang Zhuo, and left here with a swagger.

Since you know the destination, it will be much easier.

Rush directly to save people.

As long as Yu Bingbing is saved, he will feel at ease and will be entangled even if he is discovered.

But the best situation is to rescue Yu Bingbing without disturbing anyone.

This will save a lot of trouble.

Following the roadmap that Tang Zhuo drew for him, he came to the Purple Tree Forest smoothly.

Along the way, I met many disciples patrolling the sect.

However, when he saw that it was Tang Zhuo, not many people came forward to ask.

Even if a few of them came over, they were all perfunctory by Mu Feng.

Here is a large purple bamboo forest, which sways gently like monster tentacles in the dark night, making a "rustling" sound.

The location of the Zizhu Forest is right behind the area where the disciples of the Chiyang Shensect rest.

A huge black shadow can be seen in the distance, towering like a skyward.

That is probably what is called facing a cliff.

Mu Feng took a deep breath and walked directly into the purple forest, but as soon as he stepped in, the surrounding scene suddenly began to move.

All the purple bamboos seemed to have come alive at this moment, constantly shifting their positions and spinning around him.

“Ban?”

He was stunned. He was too impatient and didn't even notice this ban.

However, he quickly calmed down and used his hand to slap the Qingxiao Sword, slashing hard on a bamboo.

Crane! A crisp sound rang out, splashing a few sparks.

Although Mu Feng did not use all his strength in this sword, his power was also quite powerful, but he did not leave even a trace on the purple bamboo.

This made him feel solemn. It seemed that this ban was not that simple.

Moreover, the prohibition seems to be aimed at trapping the people who broke into this place and did not take the initiative to attack.

Mu Feng began to calm down and used the Tianyan Divine Machine to break the ban.

Soon, time came to day.

Tang Zhuo never returned, which surprised the third elder. After inquiring, he found that he had been called out by a female disciple, so he didn't take it seriously.

After all, finding a Taoist partner is also a major event among monks.

But the manager in the kitchen came to the door and shouted, "Three Elder, a disciple in the kitchen is lost!"

"Lost?"

The third elder sat there and slowly frowned.

In the main sect, the third elder is in charge of reception and logistics affairs, and the expenses of the entire sect have to be passed through his hands, so he is considered the richest elder in the sect.

The old man Mu Feng saw yesterday, with white hair and beard sitting on the main seat, was the third elder.

"Yes, this kid came to deliver vegetables to the third elder last night, but he never returned. I don't know where he ran."

The manager spoke.

After all, a large number of foreign monks came to the Immortal Valley at this time, so he was afraid that something would happen, so he came to report to the third elder.

If it were normal, he wouldn't even look for it, because nothing would happen.

The third elder remembered Mu Feng who came to deliver vegetables last night, and thought that Tang Zhuo was also called out, and his heart suddenly became tight.

"Not good, something happened.

Come, you are here, send someone out to find the disciples and Tang Zhuo who are in the kitchen. In some ordinary corners that no one goes to, you must look for them carefully!”

A disciple knelt outside the door on one knee. After hearing the order, he ran out and called.

The manager was shocked when he saw the Third Elder's appearance of being a fanfare, and asked weakly: "Three Elder, what's going on?"

"I don't know yet, but I think something must have happened.

Nowadays, there are many people and eyes, so don’t make any noise about this in advance, so as not to let other forces see jokes.”

The third elder said lightly.

He is naturally versatile when he is able to take charge of logistics affairs.

The manager repeatedly said yes, and then bowed and left.

Many of the disciples under the Third Elder began to search outside. Soon, they found the disciple of the kitchen who had been stripped naked and threw it into the grass.

At the same time, Tang Zhuo, who was injured and fainted, was also found in the woods.

In the room, after the doctor applied medicine to Tang Zhuo, he shook his head at the third elder and said, "The third elder doesn't have to worry. Tang Zhuo is not seriously injured. This sword does not hurt his muscles and bones. You can recover after a few days of rest."

"That's good," the third elder breathed a sigh of relief, and then said angrily: "If I let me know who made it, I must make him look good!"

At this moment, Tang Zhuo, who was treated, slowly opened his eyes. When he saw his master, he felt relieved.

"Tang Zhuo, what happened?"

The third elder asked hurriedly.
Chapter completed!