Chapter 471, Black Gold Thief King’s Order
The woman was none other than Sikong Tong, the woman in red whom Lu Feng saw at the foot of the city when he sent Bai Xue to Guanju City. However, her appearance today was very different from that day, and she looked even more fierce and heroic.
Following Sikongtong's questioning, everyone in the room turned their eyes towards Lu Feng. Some were surprised, some were curious, and some were gloating...
The tension between Wu Ying's brows eased a bit. He didn't feel any hostility from the woman's words. He looked at Lu Feng teasingly, nudged Lu Feng with his elbow, and teased slightly obscenely: "You guys know each other. ?Are we old acquaintances?"
As he spoke, his two eyebrows as thin as willow leaves were raised several times. If there weren't so many people on the field, he originally wanted to ask if he was an 'old lover'?
A hint of coldness flashed in Sikong Tong's eyes, and he didn't like the weird smile on Wu Ying's face.
Lu Feng explained: "Bai Xue didn't come."
When Sikong Tong heard Lu Feng's words, his breath visibly tightened, as if he was very nervous just now.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" On the stone bed, the middle-aged man had stopped recovering and his breath was much calmer. However, his injuries were only temporarily suppressed and needed further treatment by a specialized pharmacist.
Lu Feng and Wu Ying felt that the aura emanating from the man had reached the half-step Heavenly Soul Realm level. Although due to the injuries, the sense of oppression was not as strong as they imagined, but when faced with the man's questioning, the two of them could not help but feel... Breathing becomes tight.
Sikong Tong supported the man at the side, and Lu Feng also recognized the relationship between the two from his soft call. The middle-aged man was actually her father.
Sikong Tong helped Sikong Tu get up and sit on the stone bench. The other soul masters in the room cautiously gave way, their eyes full of respect.
Obviously, Sikong Tu has a very high prestige among these people.
Wu Ying put away the smile on her face, looked at Sikong Tu seriously, and asked: "Senior, you are colleagues of the Pingling Sect, right?"
Wu Ying's calm question shocked everyone in the room except Lu Feng for a moment. Then the fat man moved slightly and blocked the entrance. A group of people looked at Wu Ying and Lu Feng warily.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
"Are you with that beast Huo Biao?" Sikong Tu asked, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Huo Biao?" Wu Ying was stunned for a moment and hurriedly explained: "Who is Huo Biao? Senior, I am afraid there is a misunderstanding..."
Wu Ying took out a black gold token from his bag and handed it over.
The token is made of black gold and black iron. It is completely black and exudes a dark gold luster. It looks very simple and has a sense of age.
On the front of the token is the word 'stealing' carved in ancient seal script, and on the reverse is a strange, dark, raised prismatic flower.
Sikong Tu looked at the black gold token in his hand, his expression trembling greatly, and he looked at Wu Ying with red eyes, "You... are you a descendant of the thief?!"
Sikong Tong was also shocked. He looked at Wu Ying who was nodding and asked suspiciously: "Is that you? Are you a descendant of a thief? You're not a fake, are you?"
"Tongtong, you are so rude, how could the 'Black Gold Thief King's Order' be fake," Sikong Tu scolded, and respectfully handed the token back to Wu Ying with both hands.
Although Wu Ying does not even have the strength of the Five Elements Realm and is the weakest one on the field, given his status, he is enough
In terms of being equal to Sikong Tu.
In their line of work, cultivation and strength are not valued at all, but the ability to access the secret realm!
Wu Ying asked with concern: "Senior, who hurt you like this?"
The fat man at the door, after verifying that Wu Ying and Wu Ying were friends and not enemies, returned to the stone bench. Listening to Wu Ying's questions, he immediately slapped the stone table angrily, "Who else could it be? Huo Biao?" My grandson, I usually look kind and gentle, but my dirty tricks are more ruthless than anyone else."
"You're so damn angry. It's too easy to slap him to death." The cheeks on both sides of the fat man's face bulged with anger. When the big man in his thirties or forties was angry, not only did he look weak, but he also had a strong sense of anger. Somewhat cute.
Sikong Tu smiled awkwardly and explained to Wu Ying: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. Something happened in the sect. I was tricked by my own people on the way here."
The former Thieving Sect was also torn apart due to civil strife. Wu Ying was a little reluctant to see the Pingling Sect in such a situation, with a trace of unbearable expression on his face.
The fat man's name was Rong Wenxuan, and he was famous for his bad temper in the sect. After hearing Sikong Tu's words, he said angrily: "Huo Biao must have been instructed by the second master to die immediately and make this place a mess."
Sikong Tu glared at Rong Wenxuan, with a hint of majesty, "Don't make nonsense before you have evidence!"
"I……"
Rong Wenxuan wanted to mutter a few more words, but was stopped by his companions on the side: "Fat Rong, please stop saying a few words. Things have already come to this point. We can settle the accounts after we leave here and go back."
Wu Ying listened to the conversations among Pingling Sect insiders and verified that the route they were on was no longer safe. The man named Huo Biao had activated a series of defense mechanisms before his death.
When the ancestors built this secret realm, they deliberately left this safe route, but just in case, there were also some roadblocks here just in case.
Today, I didn't expect to be taken advantage of by a thief.
Sikong Tong saw the worried look on Wu Ying's face, sneered, and kindly reminded: "Don't worry, the mechanism formations here are not lethal, they only serve to hinder the persuasion to return."
Wu Ying's expression condensed and he sighed deeply: "Perhaps everything is God's will. It may be difficult to catch up with those above."
"If you don't give it a try, how will you know that you can't do it?" Lu Feng said to Wu Ying, with a calm expression and full confidence in his words.
Sikong Tong was shocked by the self-confidence and arrogance exuding from Lu Feng, and couldn't help but take a second look. Ever since they experienced the civil unrest and sneak attack, they had lost their initial vigor and confidence.
After being encouraged, Wu Ying regained some fighting spirit and said firmly: "Yes, Brother Lu is right. Whether you can do it or not, you have to try to find out."
Rong Wenxuan sneered and struck: "Two yellow-mouthed kids, you don't know how high the sky is. Do you know that this next obstacle is the legendary 'Fog Shadow Eight Gate Formation'. It will take a long time to pass it."
Sikong Tong was also a little helpless and said: "Let's fight for it and try our best to stop those people before they break into the final treasure pavilion."
Lu Feng laughed and said, "It's just an eight-door formation of fog and shadow. It doesn't take half a day to break it."
Wu Ying's eyes lit up. He knew Lu Feng's accomplishments in the formation, and he asked excitedly: "Brother Lu, do you know other ways to crack the Wuying Eight Gates Formation?"
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"Just him?" Sikong Tong sneered disdainfully: "No one below the Five Elements realm can break into the Eight Gates of Fog Shadow Array without permission within three days. Even veterans like us are not completely sure that they will be able to do so. Break out in half a day.”
Rong Wenxuan nodded in agreement. Although he had the strength of the Earth Soul Realm, the eight-door formation of fog and shadow also contained a movement technique that he was least good at. He was not even sure that he could get through it.
Wu Ying ignored their words and still looked at Lu Feng expectantly.
Lu Feng smiled faintly and said: "The Eight Gate Formation of Fog and Shadow is a phantom formation among high-level magic formations..."
"Nonsence!"
Rong Wenxuan spat disdainfully, interrupted Lu Feng's words, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat? Is the Eight Gate Array of Fog and Shadow only at the level of a mere array? That is clearly an advanced earth-grade array!"
"Moreover...it is clearly a trapping formation and a killing formation, not the phantom formation you mentioned," Sikong Tong looked at Lu Feng with the same doubt, and even couldn't help but wonder when Bai Xue's eyesight became so bad, and why Will you fall in love with a person who talks so freely and has low abilities?
Lu Feng glanced at the two of them with disdain and said coldly: "Put away your ignorance and stop doing the rude behavior of interrupting others."
"You..." Sikong Tong raised his crooked eyes and glared at Lu Feng fiercely.
Rong Wenxuan snorted coldly, comforted Sikong Tong, and said, "Miss, don't worry, if this kid can't explain why later, Fat Uncle will be the first to deal with him."
Wu Ying also started to beat her heart at this time, and said with some worry: "Brother Lu, that is the Eight Gate Formation of Fog and Shadow, not another formation. Did you remember it wrong or something?"
Lu Feng smiled confidently: "In your understanding, the Eight Gate Formation of Mist and Shadow is an advanced formation of the Earth Grade, mainly because you don't know its truth. If you know its essence, you will feel that this formation is not that advanced."
"The Eight Gate Formation of Mist and Shadow, the formation is divided into eight gates. After entering, any unauthorized entry will trigger the ban within the formation. The eight gates will transform into eight figures in turn. Each figure has 90% of the strength of the trespassers. If you want to break the formation, you need to go one by one. Defeat those eight shadow soldiers."
Sikong Tong nodded and said: "We all know what you said. It is not difficult to break the formation with our strength, but it will consume a lot of energy when we go out of the formation, and it will take a period of time to recover."
Lu Feng glared at Sikong Tong, who felt his sharp and deep gaze and couldn't help but shrink back what he wanted to say.
"Everything you understand is wrong!"
Lu Feng explained in a deep voice: "Have you ever thought about how the eight shadow soldiers can be summoned to fight when there are no formation soldiers or puppets in the Eight Shadow Gate Formation?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Lu Feng continued: "Those shadow soldiers are all illusions in your hearts. The moment you broke in, you fell into the illusion. Fighting with those eight shadow soldiers is just a drain on you by the organizers. Even if you don't move, your body will not be harmed."
"Fart," Rong Wenxuan retorted noncommittally: "Then how can you not be hurt by a knife?"
"That's just a mental illusion of pain. The reason why you feel injured and in pain is because you are deeply trapped in the illusion. Your soul has accepted the attacks of those shadow soldiers, and the pain is attached to your soul. Yes, there won’t be any scars on the body after breaking the formation.”
Lu Feng calmly explained that when he was studying in Linglong Valley, he had seen a higher level of 'fog and shadow formation', which was terrifying.
