"Who are you?" Chu Feng was on guard against this man in front of him.
"Don't be so nervous. When it comes to my identity, you should call me by my senior brother's title. As for my name, it's Leng Woushi." Leng Woushi smiled.
"Are you Leng Woushi? We don't seem to have any grudges against each other. Are you trying to defend Gong Lu Yun?" Chu Feng naturally knew Leng Woushi's name. Among the core disciples, he was the only one with spiritual power.
"Oh dear, you really are someone with spiritual power. Have you already figured out my reason for seeking you out?"
"But I'm not defending Gong Lu Yun. Gong Lu Yun doesn't have the qualifications for me to do his bidding. I'm just clearing obstacles for myself." Leng Woushi chuckled as he slowly approached Chu Feng.
"How do you know I have spiritual power? To clear obstacles? We've never crossed paths. How could I be an obstacle for you?" Chu Feng delayed while retreating, expanding his spiritual power to its limit. He was looking for an opportunity to escape.
"You don't need to know this anymore. Besides, I advise you to give up the idea of escaping. Because in front of me, you simply can't escape." Leng Woushi was full of confidence.
"That's not necessarily true."
Seeing that his idea had been exposed, Chu Feng no longer delayed. While activating his martial arts skills, he also cast the aerial control technique. The qi flowed through his meridians, and gusts of wind rose from beneath his feet.
"Whoosh!" Chu Feng passed through the air like a gust of wind, fleeing rapidly into the depths of the forest.
"This is quite a skill, but unfortunately, the level is too low." Leng Woushi smiled coldly. He took a step forward and transformed into a gust of wind, chasing after Chu Feng.
To have such speed, he wasn't using a special martial art technique, but simply relying on his own cultivation. This nineteen-year-old disciple of the Blue Dragon Sect was already at the ninth level of the Yuan Martial, just one step away from entering the Xuan Wu realm and being on an equal footing with Gong Lu Yun.
"This guy is so powerful." Chu Feng had already maximized the use of the aerial control technique. But not only couldn't he escape from Leng Woushi, but he was also being rapidly approached. The pressure of the ninth-level Yuan Martial was already starting to suppress his speed.
"Give up. With your current level of cultivation, even if your talent is excellent, you can't escape from me."
Leng Woushi pointed his finger at Chu Feng, a beam of light shot out, and its power was so strong that it pierced several trees in an instant. It even accurately locked onto Chu Feng's position in advance.
"Want to kill me? It's not that easy." Chu Feng gritted his teeth. His footstep changed, and the white gust of wind instantly faded away. Instead, there were flashes of lightning.
These lightning bolts were clearly different from Chu Feng's three-tail lightning technique. They were dark blue in color and moved extremely fast, like several tiny lightning snakes circling around Chu Feng's feet, trying to separate his feet from the ground.
"Whir" Suddenly, Chu Feng's heel suddenly touched the ground, and he instantly darted out tens of meters away. His steps were so fast that he successfully dodged Leng Woushi's attack and began to flee at this terrifying speed, leaving Leng Woushi behind.
"Such a mysterious movement. This is definitely not a martial art of the Blue Dragon Sect. How did this guy obtain it?" Leng Woushi's eyes flashed, revealing a touch of surprise.
Then his footstep changed, evolving into a mysterious step. His speed increased several times, and he once again caught up with Chu Feng. And this time, his pursuit speed was even faster.
"Damn it, it seems I still can't escape." Chu Feng was somewhat reluctant. He had successfully demonstrated the intermediate stage of the aerial control technique. But facing Leng Woushi, who was at the ninth-level Yuan Martial, he still seemed powerless. After all, the gap in cultivation was simply too large. Even if the other person only used the most basic movement technique, they could still catch up with Chu Feng.
"Chu Feng, you won't be able to escape today." Cold Wu-zheng's fingers tapped repeatedly, and several beams of light shot out, like raindrops, flying towards Chu Feng and almost impossible to avoid.
This was a five-stage martial art technique. Especially when Cold Wu-zheng performed it, the power was simply beyond Chu Feng's ability to withstand. If it hit him, he would surely be turned into a human sieve.
"This aura?" Just at that moment, Chu Feng suddenly became extremely happy because he felt a familiar aura approaching.
"Whir" Sure enough, just as Chu Feng felt this aura, a white shadow appeared like a ghost behind Chu Feng. That was Su Rong.
"Ping ping ping" Su Rong waved her sleeve, a strand of spiritual energy condensed and formed a mirror before she stood up. Cold Wu-zheng's attack hit that mirror, but was actually bounced back by force and the attack speed instantly doubled.
Seeing this, Cold Wu-zheng did not panic. Instead, he stepped forward, his figure moving around, dodging the rebounding attack one by one.
"Senior Su Rong."
At this moment, Chu Feng was extremely happy in his heart. He had witnessed Su Rong's strength before and it was very powerful. Especially after the aura she just emitted, Chu Feng sensed that Su Rong was no longer in the Yuan Wu realm. This person had already entered the Xuan Wu realm.
Although he did not know why Su Rong was here, Chu Feng knew that the crisis he was facing could probably be resolved.
"I never expected that Senior Sister Su Rong would secretly protect this boy." Cold Wu-zheng smiled at Su Rong, and he was also somewhat surprised.
"Although I knew that someone would be against Chu Feng, I never expected it to be you. You and Gong Luyun were not on good terms, right? Why would you help him?" Su Rong smiled charmingly, and she did not seem to be treating him as an enemy.
"Huh, interesting. Why do you all think that my attacking Chu Feng must be to help that Gong Luyun? Can't it be because of personal grudges?"
"However, speaking of which, Senior Sister Su Rong, I really admire your tactics. Gao Le and the Zhao brothers, no matter how they are, are core disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect. Especially Gao Le, you are also an old acquaintance of yours. How could you have the heart to strike him?" Cold Wu-zheng asked with a smile.
"I poisoned Gao Le? I don't understand what you mean!" When he heard this, Su Rong's face changed, and she looked completely puzzled.
"Oh, you really act like that. This woman is truly vicious. It seems you won't be allowed to stay." Cold Wu-zheng's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Such a big mouth, even with your ninth-level Yuan Wu, how dare you say such a thing to me?"
Although I don't know why you attacked Chu Feng, as fellow disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect, you did such a thing to your younger brother. As a senior of the Blue Dragon Sect, I must give you some lessons." Su Rou's expression turned cold, and she was about to strike.
But just at that moment, a tremendous pressure suddenly enveloped this mountain forest. At the same time, an aged voice also rang out:
"Want to teach the culprit a lesson? You must first pass my test!"