"Who are you?" Chu Feng was cautious of this man in front of her.

  "No need to be so nervous, when it comes to my identity, you should call me Shixiong (senior brother), as for my name, its Leng Wuzui." Leng Wuzui said with a smile.

  "Are you Leng Wusui? It seems like weve never had any conflicts before, are you trying to stand up for Gong Luyun?" Chu Feng naturally knew of Leng Wusuis great name, the core disciple who, aside from him, was the only one with spiritual power.

  "Wow, you really are a man of great spiritual power, have you already seen through my motives for finding you?"

  "But Im not doing it for Gong Luyun, hes not worthy of me doing things for him. Im just clearing the way for myself." Cold Wugui chuckled to himself as he slowly closed in on Chu Feng.

  "How do you know I have spiritual power? Clearing obstacles? You and I intersect, how can I become your obstacle?" Chu Feng delayed while retreating backwards, extending his spiritual power to the extreme, he was looking for an opportunity to escape.

  "You dont need to know that anymore. Besides, I advise you to give up the idea of escaping, because in front of me, you cant escape at all." Leng Wuxin was full of confidence.

  "Its not necessarily so."

  Seeing that his thoughts had been seen through, Chu Feng no longer delayed and at the same time as he operated the Mysterious Technique, the Wind Control Technique was also executed. Spiritual energy coursed through the meridians in his feet, and a strong gust of wind rose from the soles of his feet.

  With a whoosh, Chu Feng swiftly flew past like the wind and rapidly escaped into the depths of the forest.

  "There are some means, but unfortunately the boundary is too low." Leng Wusu smiled coldly and took a step forward, transforming into a swift gust of wind to chase after Chu Feng.

  He was able to achieve such speed, not because he possessed a unique body technique or martial skill, but simply due to his own cultivation. This nineteen-year-old second genius of the Qing Long Sect had already reached the ninth level of Yuan Wus cultivation, just one step away from entering Xuan Wu and being on par with Gong Luoyun.

  "This guy is incredibly formidable." Chu Feng had already used the Air Control Technique to its limits, but not only was he unable to shake off Leng Wushang, his opponent was also rapidly closing in on him. The pressure of the Yuan Wujius power was starting to suppress his speed.

  "Give up, with your current cultivation level, even if you have great talent, you wont be able to escape from me."

  Lengs guiltless hand pointed at Chu Feng, and a beam of intense light burst out, its power so strong that it pierced through several large trees in the blink of an eye, locking onto Chu Fengs position ahead of time.

  "You want to kill me? Its not that easy." Chu Feng gritted his teeth, and with a change in his footsteps, the white gale suddenly dissipated, replaced by flashes of lightning.

  These lightning bolts, unlike the Thunderclap Three Forms of Chu Feng, were a deep blue color and moved at an extremely fast speed, like numerous small thunder snakes surrounding Chu Fengs feet, attempting to isolate his soles from the ground.

  Suddenly, Chu Fengs toes tapped the ground fiercely, and he instantly flashed out dozens of meters away. With each step, his speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. Not only did he successfully dodge Leng Wushuangs attack, but he also began to flee rapidly into the distance at this terrifying speed, leaving Leng Wushuang far behind.

  "What a mysterious body technique, this is definitely not the martial skill of my Qinglong Sect. Where did this kid learn it from?" Leng Wusus eyes flashed, revealing a hint of unexpected surprise.

  Then his footsteps changed, evolving into a mysterious pace, and his speed increased several times in an instant. He caught up with Chu Feng again, and this time the chasing speed was even faster.

  "Despicable, I still cant get rid of it after all."

  Chu Feng felt somewhat unresigned. He had already successfully executed the intermediate stage of the Air Control Technique, but when facing Yuan Wujius Cold Wusin, he still seemed powerless. After all, the gap in their realms was too great. Even if his opponent only used the most basic body techniques and martial skills, they could still catch up to Chu Feng.

  "Chu Feng, you wont be escaping today." Leng Wu Zus fingers rapidly pointed, shooting out multiple beams of light that flew towards Chu Feng like raindrops, making it almost impossible to dodge.

  This is a five-stage martial skill, especially under the display of Cold Worryless, its power is not something that Chu Feng can withstand. If it hits, it will definitely be beaten into a human sieve.

  "Whats this aura?" But just then, Chu Feng suddenly became overjoyed, because he sensed a familiar aura approaching.

  As expected, just as Chu Feng sensed the aura, a white figure appeared behind him like a ghost, it was Su Rou.

  "With a swoosh, Su Rous sleeve fluttered, and a strand of mysterious energy condensed and shot out, forming a mirror in front of her. Cold Wuchangs attack hit the mirror, but was unexpectedly bounced back, and its speed even increased by twofold in an instant."

  Seeing this, Leng Wusui did not panic, but instead took large strides and moved his body to dodge the rebounding attacks one by one.

  "Su Rou Zhang Lao."

  At this moment, Chu Feng was overjoyed. Su Rous strength he had witnessed before was extremely powerful, especially the aura she just emitted. After sensing it, Chu Feng realized that Su Rou was no longer in the Yuan Wu realm, but had already entered the Xuan Wu realm.

  Although he didnt know why Su Rou appeared here, Chu Feng knew that the crisis he was facing now could be mostly resolved.

  "Unexpectedly, the one secretly protecting this kid is actually Senior Sister Su Rou." Leng Wu Xiu smiled as he looked at Su Rou, also somewhat surprised.

  "Although I knew someone would be unfavorable to Chu Feng, but I didnt expect it to be you. You and Gong Luyu arent on good terms, are you? Why do you want to help him?" Su Rou smiled charmingly, not seeming to treat him as an enemy.

  "Hmm, interesting. Why do you all think that just because Im taking action against Chu Feng, it must necessarily be to help Gong Luyun? Cant it be due to personal grievances?"

  "But to be honest, Su Rou shi jie, I must say that I admire your methods. Gao Le and Zhao Shi brothers are after all core disciples of Qing Long Zong, especially Gao Le, who is also an old acquaintance of yours. How could you bear to poison him?" asked Leng Wu Ze with a smile.

  "What are you talking about? I dont understand what you mean!" Upon hearing this, Su Rous expression changed, her face filled with confusion.

  "Wow, you really look the part. Youre a ruthless woman, it seems we cant keep you around." A cold smile spread across Leng Wuzuis face.

  "What a big tone, just relying on your Yuan Wu Jiu Chong, you dare to say such words to me?"

  "I dont know why you want to lay hands on Chu Feng, but as fellow disciples of the Qing Long Clan, you actually did such a thing to your junior brother. As an elder of the Qing Long Clan, I must give you some punishment." Su Rous face turned cold, and she was about to make her move.

  Just then, a mighty pressure suddenly enveloped the mountain forest, and at the same time, an ancient voice also rang out:

  "You want to teach this young whippersnapper a lesson? First, youll have to get past me!"