C16

In the Void Zhenren's tomb.

The tokens that radiated a variety of colors were being fought over by the new disciples. Everyone's eyes were red from killing; after all, the tokens represented their income from entering the Void Sword Sect.

At the same time, three young disciples with flustered expressions were carrying two red contribution points tokens and a few green token. They kept looking back, as if someone was chasing them.

Coincidentally, they arrived at the place where Mu Lingfeng was sleeping. The strong light from the token excited Mu Lingfeng.

Mu Lingfeng was not stupid as he quietly climbed up from the tree and looked at the three people below him. These three people had so many tokens, and they were even of the red and green colors.

Either he had great power, or this matter was simply …

But would he be afraid?

"Wang Qiang, quickly turn around and see if those people have caught up to us!" Under Mu Lingfeng's gaze, the leftmost young disciple said in a low panicked voice.

Perhaps it was due to the fact that Wang Qiang's name was called, but when he realized that there was no one around, a smile crept onto his face.

Letting out a deep breath, he sat down under the tree where Mu Lingfeng slept and said, "Our speed is very fast, those people have already been thrown away!"

When the other two heard this, a trace of relief appeared on their faces. As Wang Qiang sat down beside the tree beside which Mu Lingfeng was sleeping, they decided to take a break for the time being.

Seeing that the three of them seemed to have lost their vigilance, Mu Lingfeng made his move.

A burst of Yuan Power sprouted from his feet as his right foot ferociously stomped on the tree trunk behind him. Taking advantage of the momentum, he pounced downwards like a goshawk pouncing on its prey.

Before a new disciple could sense anything, he was already knocked unconscious by Mu Lingfeng's punch on the head.

"Who is it?" Wang Qiang seemed to have just reacted and a strange expression appeared on his face. However, there was a bit of nervousness in his tone as he shouted out angrily.

Another new disciple took out a three inch long object from his storage bag. It looked like an incense stick and Mu Lingfeng could not recall it at the moment, but now was not the time to think about it.

The cyan steel sword appeared in his hand as he chanted an incantation that Wang Qiang and the others could not understand. Then, his body turned and he quickly dashed toward the new disciple with the 'fragrance' in his hand.

He did not know what it was, but it did not stop him from guessing. At this moment of life and death, this new disciple was definitely not able to take it out just to smell the aroma. He at least wanted to use this thing to kill him.

After all, they had so many contribution points tokens in their possession. How could it be possible for them to not have anything to hide?

The green steel sword in Mu Lingfeng's hand moved quickly, leaving an invisible mark in the air as it pierced the new disciple's wrist, causing fresh blood to spurt out.

The incense began to burn, however, and fell to the ground.

"What is this?" Mu Lingfeng asked angrily.

Wang Qiang charged forward and snatched up the new disciple's wrist and the new disciple's unconscious body, who had been injured by Mu Lingfeng, and quickly fled. He also threw away those few contribution points token.

Mu Lingfeng did not understand what the three were trying to do and did not chase after them. The contribution points token on the ground was really eye-catching and he had no choice but to stop and pick it up.

At this time, dozens of wolf howls came from all directions, causing Mu Lingfeng's expression to change greatly. He wanted to leave quickly but discovered that he was surrounded by wolves.

"Damn things, don't let me meet you again!" Mu Lingfeng shouted loudly as he gripped his green steel sword tightly and looked around vigilantly at the wolves that were slowly approaching.

It had a hideous face and a huge body. Its entire body was emitting a cold aura.

A dozen or so Ghost-Masked Wolves appeared in front of Mu Lingfeng, and he finally understood what the burning incense beneath his feet meant.

This was the most beloved smell of the Ghost-Masked Wolf. Once it appeared, the Ghost-Masked Wolf would definitely come over after smelling it.

It was refined from the corpse of a dead cultivator. Its name was Corpse Soul Fragrance, and it was a very vicious item.

The Void Sword Sect clearly prohibited manufacturing. Thinking of this, Mu Lingfeng almost hated that guy called Wang Qiang to death.

The green steel sword in his hand immediately slashed at the burning incense, extinguishing it. The fragrance was no longer released, but the dozen or so Ghost-faced Wolves in front of him were enraged.

"Awoo!"

He rushed towards Mu Lingfeng without the slightest hesitation.

"Brother Tian Peng, tell me, can these Ghost-Masked Wolves kill that kid below?" Wang Zijian looked at Mu Lingfeng for a while before asking.

At this time, at a place that Mu Lingfeng did not know, there were over a dozen people staring at him, who were in the midst of a pack of wolves. All of them were chatting happily, as if all of this had nothing to do with them.

"The Ghost-Masked Wolf is only a Rank 2 Demonic Beast. It's impossible for it to kill Mu Lingfeng. As far as I know, when he left the Mu Family, he was already an Essence from the Altering Muscle Branch!" Mu Tian Peng said in a low voice.

Mu Tian Peng's words obviously made Wang Zi Jian and the rest puzzled and puzzled as they looked at Mu Tian Peng.

The Ghost-Masked Wolf can't kill Mu Linfeng, but it can consume a portion of Mu Linfeng's elemental energy and can even injure him. However, what I didn't expect is that he actually knew about the Corpse Soul Fragrance, if it wasn't for Senior Brother Wang Li telling me about it, I probably wouldn't know about it either.

Sighing softly, his gaze passed through the dense tree trunks and landed on Mu Lingfeng's body, waiting for him to lose.

A dozen Ghost-faced Wolves roared as they charged, their sharp claws actually reflecting a cold light.

The sword was like a rainbow as it collided with the sharp claws, producing the sound of metal striking metal.

"Such sharp claws!" Mu Lingfeng sighed and was about to counterattack.

Another sharp claw came from the left and grabbed toward his body. His steps moved slightly and avoided the attack. However, the attacks of the other Ghost-faced Wolves had also arrived at Mu Lingfeng's side.

"Looks like I can't use the Green Steel Sword!" His gaze shifted to the blade of the Cyan Steel Sword. Unexpectedly, a gap had appeared when the sword collided with the Demonic Face Wolf's sharp claws.

Putting away his green steel sword, he clenched his fists tightly. A dense killing intent emanated from between his brows, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Elemental energy rippled through his body as he concentrated all of his strength on his fists.

With a strength of 2,800 jin, Mu Lingfeng swung his arm and smashed onto the body of the wolf on the left. Smoke filled the air and dust flew into the air.

That Ghost-Masked Wolf's back was actually broken by Mu Lingfeng's punch, and its body was cut in two. It didn't even make the slightest sound before dying.

The death of one of the Ghost-Masked Wolves did not scare the others. On the contrary, it had aroused the bloodlust in their hearts.

The blood-red light in the dark red wolf's eyes moved slightly, and a uniform "Awoo" sound rang out, the sand and stone on the ground moved randomly, and the remaining Ghost-faced Wolves once again pounced towards Mu Lingfeng.

The Ghost-faced Wolf was a level two demon beast, equivalent to a Bone Forging stage cultivator. It did not have much strength, but its speed was very fast. Its attack claws were sharp, and its weakness was its waist, which was under its defense.

The information regarding the Ghost-Masked Wolves surfaced in Mu Lingfeng's mind, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. He already knew how to deal with these Ghost-Masked Wolves.

The Mu Clan's Killing Sword Technique activated as they dodged the sharp claws of the pack of wolves. The wind on their fists was cold and sharp, but the force of their fists was oppressive.

As he had not learned any good movement techniques, Mu Lingfeng had no other choice but to use the movement technique that was included in the Mu Family's Killing Sword Technique.

Wolf's Roar, Claw's Ripping, Punch, Dodge.

Mu Lingfeng managed to dodge all of the Ghost-Masked Wolves' attacks. In the span of a dozen breaths, only one Ghost-Masked Wolf was left in the surroundings, and the rest had already been cut into two pieces by Mu Lingfeng.

Of course, it was not as though Mu Lingfeng was uninjured. After all, he did not have a profound movement technique. The Killing Sword Technique of the Mu Family had an additional effect that made it impossible to deal with the current situation of a pack of wolves pouncing on him.

There were wounds everywhere on his arms, but Mu Lingfeng's eyes were firm.

Only the baptism of blood would allow a person to grow.

With one step, the last Demonic Face Wolf revealed traces of fear in its dark red eyes. It began to feel afraid, and it began to slowly move, retreating in the direction it had come from.

"Heh, come as you please, leave as you please, don't worry about me, Mu Lingfeng!" Regardless of whether the Ghost-Masked Wolf understood his words or not, he stomped his foot hard on the ground and a surge of elemental energy appeared. Mu Lingfeng pounced on him like a tiger.

The Ghost-Masked Wolf that was able to survive Mu Lingfeng's attack was not ordinary. Even though fear had appeared in its eyes, it still had an effect on its savage nature.

Seeing the human acting so arrogantly, with his mouth wide open and his bloody teeth dripping with saliva, he bared his teeth and roared. His cold claws drew a long gully in the ground.

His body suddenly stopped, dodging the Demonic Face Wolf's sharp claws, and punching the Demonic Face Wolf on the head.

The sound of metal clashing against metal resounded in Mu Lingfeng's ears. His fist felt numb as he retreated backwards. The Ghost-faced Wolf was also sent flying by Mu Lingfeng's fist energy.

"Plop!"

Landing on the ground, Mu Lingfeng rubbed his numb fists as he looked at the already swaying Ghost-faced Wolf with a sinister gaze.

Without any hesitation, he charged forward and punched the back of his waist. A powerful fist force exploded out, without any rest, and the last Demonic Face Wolf was smashed into two halves by Mu Lingfeng.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

The battle had just ended, and he didn't even have the time to catch his breath before he heard the sound of clapping hands from behind him.

Turning his head to look, Mu Tian Peng and a dozen new disciples slowly walked over from afar. Their speed was not very fast.

Apart from Mu Tian Peng, everyone else's faces were filled with greed. Only Mu Tian Peng could clearly feel the hatred in his eyes.

"I never thought that younger cousin Lingfeng would be so powerful. A dozen Ghost-Masked Wolves couldn't even injure you. It seems that I must take action today!" Mu Tian Peng laughed sinisterly.

With a wave of his hands, the dozen or so people behind him surrounded Mu Lingfeng. Their green steel swords pointed at Mu Lingfeng as if they were eyeing a tiger.

Mu Lingfeng, who had expended a lot of his elemental energy, frowned slightly. He did not know how to resolve the predicament in front of him. When he saw Wang Qiang and the fellow whose wrist had been stabbed, killing intent immediately surfaced.

"Damned things! I didn't think you would dare to appear. Today, the two of you will die!" Mu Lingfeng looked at Wang Qiang and bellowed.