Chapter 443 Knife Holder Neck

Mu Feng and Mu Kuang were lying on the shattered battle stage, they were already panting and sweating profusely, a trace of shock appeared in Mu Kuang's eyes.

"Brother Feng, you don't usually see you cultivate your physical body, but your physical strength is also abnormally strong."

Mu Kuang stood up and said in surprise, pulling Mu Feng up.

"Haha, do you want to know? I have obtained a new skill, which can forge the body with thunder and double cultivation of body and element. I will pass on the method of body forging to you when I have time."

Mu Feng wiped off his sweat and said with a smile, it took half a month for Mu Feng to comprehend the true meaning of strength, and now Mu Kuang is not much weaker just relying on physical strength.

However, Mu Kuang's strength is also astonishing. Yuan Xiu has just stepped into the realm of half-step Yuandan, but his physical strength has stepped into the third-level combat body, and he can fight Yuandan first- and second-level practitioners, and his whole body is as if covered with steel. amazing.

"I see. I said that you don't usually cultivate your physical body very much, but this physical body is so strong that it is abnormal."

The two walked off the stage under the amazed eyes of everyone. After Mu Feng returned, he handed over to Mu Kuang a part of the Art of Inducing Lightning to Refining Body in the Art of Thunder God of Myriad Tribulations.

A day later, Mu Feng left Mu's house on the Thunder Sculpture, and flew to Tianfeng Country, Niefeng City.

Looking towards Niefeng City again, Mu Feng looked at the thousands of rivers and mountains under his feet, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

When he went there last time, he was only a cultivator in the Condensed Gang Realm, and he could only be regarded as a middle-level cultivator in the Beiyuan Realm cultivation world.

But now, he has already set foot on the Yuan Dan, but Yu Kong has stepped into the seat of the strong in the Northern Yuan Domain.

Ling Yun's speed is very fast, and it only took an hour to reach Niefeng City in Tianfeng Kingdom. After entering Niefeng City, the purpose of entering is still countless disputes and fights. It is really a sinful city.

Crowds were coming and going on the street, and the accents of people coming and going from south to north could be heard. Mu Feng first entered an inn and ordered some wine and vegetables to satisfy his hunger.

"Little brother, do you know where there is information trafficking in this wicked city?"

Mu Feng called Xiaoer, threw two gold coins to him and asked.

There are intelligence organizations on either side, and as long as they have money, they can get the information they want.

And the people in the inn, who received guests from all directions, knew the various forces in the city the most.

Xiao Er took the gold coin and put it in his arms, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, you are asking the right person. There is a Qingyun Restaurant more than two hundred meters south of this street. You can inquire about it only if you have money." to what you want”

"Qingyun Restaurant!"

Mu Feng frowned slightly, then thanked him with a smile, paid the money and left the inn directly after eating.

Qingyun Restaurant is also a restaurant, and there are many people coming and going. As soon as Mu Feng entered the restaurant, he went to the counter. The shopkeeper at the counter was a middle-aged rich man, and asked with a smile: "Does the guest drink or listen to the wind?"

Eating wine is eating, listening to the wind is asking for information.

"listen to the wind"

Mu Feng said.

"Okay, Tingfeng welcomes you from the third floor, Xiaowen, welcome this young master"

The middle-aged shopkeeper called out, and a woman in Tsing Yi came over and asked Mu Feng to go upstairs.

Mu Feng followed up to the third floor and came to a private box. Mu Feng was sitting by the tea table, and the woman in Tsing Yi closed the door and sat opposite Mu Feng, pouring a cup of tea, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to know, my lord?" Don't worry, we, Qingyun, will never divulge the news you need to know."

"I want to know all the specific news about Master Deng, the third-rank tattoo master in the city of evil wind, including the time and place of his disappearance"

Mu Feng said lightly.

The woman in Tsing Yi was slightly surprised when she heard the words, and asked, "Master Deng you are talking about is Master Deng Fangdeng, the third-rank tattoo master of Jubaolou?"

"Are there any other third-rank Taoists surnamed Deng in Niefeng City?"

"Um, this should be gone"

"That's him"

Mu Feng said indifferently.

"Okay, the information about the character. Master Deng is considered a celebrity in Niefeng City. You need to pay three hundred gold coins. You must pay a deposit of one hundred. You can get the information after three days."

The woman said with a smile.

Mu Feng nodded, paid one hundred gold coins directly, and then left Qingyun Restaurant.

When the woman saw Mu Feng leave, her beautiful eyes shone brightly, and she went downstairs to tell the middle-aged man about it.

The middle-aged shopkeeper also showed a hint of surprise after hearing it: "It turns out that he wants to know the information of Master Deng. It seems that this kid is an outsider. I don't know which family our Qingyun Restaurant belongs to."

"Shopkeeper, what should I do?"

the woman asked.

The shopkeeper frowned, and said: "You tell the Pavilion Master about this in advance, and check this kid's identity before we talk about it."

"yes!"

The woman should step back.

Mu Feng returned to the inn where he drank before, asked for a first-class room, and waited for news from Qingyun Restaurant, but he didn't know that he was being targeted again.

During the waiting period, Mu Feng quietly studied the patterns in the inn.

Together with the tattoo master, they complement each other with martial arts, and they are of great help to Mu Feng, so naturally he will not give up.

His soul power has reached the level of the third-level top-grade, and he can learn the formation pattern, pill pattern, device pattern, and rune pattern of the third-level top-grade.

In general, the improvement of soul power has a lot to do with cultivation. Although Mu Feng is only at the second level of Yuandan, his soul power has reached the strength of the ninth level of Yuandan. This is his talent.

The soul power of a Wen Taoist is generally stronger than that of ordinary warriors. How much stronger depends on his soul talent. Mu Feng's soul talent is level nine, which is nine times stronger than ordinary people.

If he wants to learn the spirit pattern, I am afraid that his cultivation base must be at least after reaching the heavenly position in the Yuandan realm, and then he can do it with soul power.

However, reaching the level of soul power is one thing, and being able to engrave the Dao pattern is another matter. If the Dao pattern is cultivated to a high level, the strength cannot be underestimated. His current soul cultivation base has set up a second-order formation The law is only in the breath.

Four Elephant Sword Formation!

This is a killing formation that Mu Feng is researching, it is the strengthening of the three-element sword formation, the third-level top-rank, and it can kill the powerful Yuandan Datian.

In terms of tattoos, Mu Feng also paid the most attention to formations. Talismans, which can be used in battle, are followed by alchemy, and Mu Fenghua has less thought about the tool pattern.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and soon, two days passed.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Mu Feng frowned slightly, showing a trace of doubt, then got up and went to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, two steel knives were placed on Mu Feng's neck.

Outside the door, there were two big men with knives. Mu Feng narrowed his eyes. Although he was shocked, his face did not collapse, and he said calmly: "What do you mean by this, I don't know you?"

"Boy, someone wants to see you, come and lie down with us"

A man said indifferently.

"Then can you put down the knife first, I don't like the feeling of having a knife around my neck," Mu Feng said flatly.

"less verbose"

The other person shouted and cursed, but Mu Feng's eyes were filled with blood, and he ignored the opponent's sword and punched this person hard.

This person let out a miserable howl, and was sent flying downstairs, while the other person's complexion changed, and he slashed across Mu Feng's neck...