Chapter 1775 Tracking
With a cheer, the boring transmission time finally passed. The darkness dissipated in the roar of the magic circle, revealing the scorching sun. Situ Reading
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Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
As soon as the formation was formed, Ye Feng saw the Qing family disciples, without stopping, and quickly ran towards the direction of Xingguang City.
"Ning Yun!"
Just as the few people were walking in the air, Ye Feng's eyes twitched violently. Those people were originally covered with hoods. When they were in the magic circle, both parties did not pay much attention. Just at this moment, he seemed to see a familiar face.
Ning Yun, a disciple of Jihuo Fort.
With his mind racing, Ye Feng also quickly extended his mental power and chased after the few people close to the ground.
After a while, his face became solemn. Among the so-called Qing family disciples, there was another acquaintance, Zhou Ruoyun, a disciple of the Giant Spirit Sword School.
Ning Yun and Zhou Ruoyun were the second and third in the city competition and entered the Tianyuan Sect to practice.
Why did these two guys come back suddenly? Still hanging out with the Qing family's children?
Fortunately, the two of them seemed absent-minded and didn't notice him in the dark. Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that something big was going to happen in Xingguang City.
Even the disciples of Tianyuan Sect were summoned back.
"Brother, these people are suspicious. Two of them are disciples of Jihuo Fort and Juling Sword Sect. Let's follow them and see what they want to do."
Reaching out to stop Bai Hucheng who was about to move forward, Ye Feng lowered his voice and said.
"Huh? People from three sects?"
Suspiciously glanced at the people going away, Bai Hucheng nodded, waved his hand and grabbed the void in front of him, and the two figures suddenly disappeared from the original place, and their breath also dissipated cleanly.
"Open up space."
Ye Feng secretly praised. Bai Hucheng became stronger after achieving the Saint Realm. This skill of opening space in the void made him envious.
With a Saint Realm by his side, Ye Feng's sense of security increased sharply. The people in front of him could not detect the whereabouts of the two people at all, which could save a lot of trouble.
An hour later, a huge mountain appeared in sight. The collapsed buildings on the top of the mountain could be vaguely seen, and there were layers of dead air. It was the former mountain gate of Baihumen.
"Should we leave them behind?"
Looking at the people in front who did not stop at all, Ye Feng turned around and asked Baihucheng for his opinion.
Bai Su Su was likely in Baihumen. If the two went to find Bai Su Su first, they would not be able to track the people in front. If they continued to chase, they were afraid that Bai Su Su would encounter an accident.
"Be careful, they sensed it!"
Without waiting for Baihucheng to answer, the people in front suddenly stopped, and the leader quickly looked back, and the general direction fell on the space opened up by Baihucheng.
"This person has a good sense of perception..." The two of them quickly concealed all their auras in an instant. Ye Feng was more cautious. With the White Tiger's means of becoming a saint, the other party should not be able to detect it. Perhaps there was some special treasure on that person that could detect some strange auras. "Hmph!" After searching for several times without success, the leader snorted, cunning eyes swept around, pulled the others to his side, and whispered a few words. After a while, several people split into three groups and rushed to different directions. The leader deliberately stayed at the back, glanced at the back with a squint, and sneered in a low voice, "Split into three groups, I want to see if you can split three heads and six arms!" He also dissipated like clouds and smoke, and his figure quickly became smaller. "What a cunning guy, sneaking around, there must be a conspiracy, take action to catch them." Ye Feng frowned. The movements shown by the people of the Qing family would never be a good thing. It would not be appropriate to let them leave like this. Bai Hucheng looked a little embarrassed, and glanced at the collapsed ruins of the White Tiger Gate below, and said directly: "Brother, you go and follow the two disciples of the three sects. The people of the Qing family, let me deal with them. After dealing with them, return to the sect to gather. Since we are here, there is no need to rush." The latter half of the sentence is more like his self-consolation. Looking at the figure that is about to disappear, Ye Feng nodded quickly. He knew that Bai Hucheng was eager to miss his daughter. Several Qing family warriors split into two groups, but for the White Tiger City in the Holy Realm, it should not be a big problem. After thinking quickly and making sure that he did not miss anything, Ye Feng whistled low and shot out like lightning. The target he was tracking was Ning Yun and Zhou Ruoyun. With Ye Feng's current cultivation at the peak of the first level of the King Realm, coupled with the use of Kunpeng Jiutian Body Skill, his speed would not be much slower than that of the fourth or fifth level of the King Realm warriors. After an incense stick of time, Ye Feng stopped briefly. In front of him was one of the few misty forests in Duanyunjian. The two people's breath disappeared after rushing into the forest.
"It seems that these two guys have made some progress in practicing in Tianyuan Sect for half a year, but... it's too simple for them to slip away from my eyes like this."
Ye Feng smiled coldly, and his mental power turned into thousands of gossamer threads, and he looked out at the misty forest in front.
The gossamer threads, which were originally dim, immediately merged with the surrounding environment after merging into the woods. Even if there was a fifth-grade inscription master here at this moment, he would not be able to detect the existence of these mental powers without deliberate search.
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The misty forest connects to Duanyunjian, located dozens of miles outside Xingguang City. Dangerous monsters appear all year round. The deep inside the ravine is full of miasma. Warriors below the king realm will be in danger if they enter here. When Ye Feng passed by this place, he took the risk of flying in the air and attracted the thunder bird.
He didn't even get inside.
"Help...help!"
In this area where there should not be any warriors, intermittent calls for help suddenly sounded.
In the middle of dozens of ancient trees, in an open space, two traces of blood spread out on the ground. Two young warriors, a man and a woman, looked frightened. They leaned against a stone and looked around nervously.
The two of them looked miserable, and blood was flowing from their bodies.
"Brother, please leave quickly and leave me alone. If they come after me, I won't be able to leave!"
The young woman pushed the man next to her hard, tears welling up in her eyes. The man's injuries were minor because he kept dragging her, which slowed him down.
The man looked depressed, turned around and gently held the woman's hand, saying affectionately: "Young lady should have escaped, how could I leave you alone? Today, we will die together."
"But I don't want you to die, you...just leave!"
The woman beat the man weakly, and her tears flowed more violently.
"Jiejie, what a touching pair of fateful mandarin ducks. It's really touching."
A sharp voice suddenly sounded from the quiet surroundings. On a big tree behind them, a black shadow floated down and appeared in front of them.
This man has pale skin and extremely high cheekbones. He is wearing a black robe and has a badge of two crossed swords painted on his chest. At this time, he folded his arms and looked at the two of them like a cat playing with a mouse.
Seeing the person coming, the two of them shivered. Their current miserable situation was all due to this person.
