The Villain's Counterattack

Nie Feng had always practiced three types of Qinggong: the first was the Nie Family Footwork he had secretly learned from his father, Nie Renwang; the second was the Quick Turn Step taught by Gui Hu; and the third was naturally the Wind God Leg Footwork taught by Xiong Ba: Catching Wind and Shadows.

As the son of destiny, Nie Feng is extremely gifted, otherwise he would not have been able to learn the martial arts of the grandmaster Nie Renwang just by watching. It can be said that except for the Ice Heart Art, which was taught by Nie Renwang in order to restrain the Qilin Blood, all other light skills and swordsmanship were learned by Nie Feng secretly, which is why he did not teach it to Duan Lang.

In Nie Feng's mind, the Nie family footwork and swordsmanship did not truly belong to him, so he could not pass them on. Although the idea was a bit naive, it was his true thought at the moment.

Nie Feng spent five years integrating the three light skills into one, forming a unique light skill that combines the strengths of the three and belongs only to him: Bu Feng Zu Ying.

For some reason, Nie Feng, who always felt a little urgent, finally gave it his all and ran at an incredible speed. In a blink of an eye, he shook off the Dog King and the ghost who were following him, not to mention Duan Lang who was riding in the carriage, and even his shadow could not be seen.

"No need to worry, we just need to wait for him at West Lake." Duan Lang was very calm. He just knew the final destination, so it didn't matter if he was a step late. If he waited until he got there and everything was over, they could just come back together. Anyway, he was not the one who suffered.

Duan Lang didn't care, but Gou Wang and Guiying were at a loss. They were ordered to track, monitor and protect Nie Feng. Now that Nie Feng had disappeared, what could they do?

Continue to run as fast as you can to catch up with Nie Feng?

Or he could learn from Duan Lang, travel at a leisurely pace, and then look for Nie Feng when he reaches his destination.

Let’s chase him. I don’t know if I can catch up, but what if I’m too late and can’t find Nie Feng?

Duan Lang was unaware of the two's struggle, and even took the initiative to slow down so that both the people and the horses could get a better rest. He even changed to a passenger boat halfway through the journey, going downstream three times faster, and only changed back to the carriage when he was near Hangzhou.

Even with superior transportation and a clear goal, when Duan Lang arrived in Hangzhou, Nie Feng had disappeared. Duan Lang's status in the Tianxia Society was not high, but he could still use chicken feathers as a sword, and use Nie Feng's name to bluff people, and soon got the information he wanted.

Leifeng Pagoda collapsed!

Are you late?

try to find!

Without Duan Lang's order, the Tianxiahui spies had already set out. Unfortunately, many of the people who went out, as well as those who entered the West Lake, disappeared without exception.

Duan Lang quickly realized that they must have been killed by the divine general who sucked their brains. Although that bastard was Master Duan Lang in the original novel, one had to admit that he was an absolute bastard.

Thinking of this, Duan Lang smiled bitterly. He was just a rookie who had just started practicing martial arts for a year. He had some ways to save his life, but he really couldn't beat the general holding the magic stone.

"There is an extremely dangerous place in West Lake. You should not approach it. You can watch from a distance." Duan Lang left a warning and in the blink of an eye he went straight to the leaning Leifeng Pagoda.

The Dog King and the Ghost were stunned!

After Nie Feng disappeared, Duan Lang vanished without a trace right under their noses, which made the two grandmasters who claimed to be tracking strong men extremely uncomfortable. However, after witnessing with their own eyes the power of the peerless master who sucked human brains by the West Lake, they really did not dare to get close to the West Lake.

They were very sure that Duan Lang, the bastard who always told his men not to go near West Lake, had actually gone to West Lake himself. And his skills in hiding were actually three times stronger than Guiying's. Who could have imagined this?

Deep underground in Leifeng Pagoda, between the fire of hell and the water of Yellow Spring, a young man emanates a faint light all over his body. The huge shadow of the Yin-Yang fish wraps him tightly, and the fire poison and water poison cannot get close to him. Strands of fiery red and dark colors continue to merge into the Yin-Yang fish, and finally turn into nutrients to nourish the Yin-Yang fish, which slowly expands and grows.

"Hu~" The young man's eyes suddenly opened, and a compelling glint flashed through his eyes in yin and yang colors at the same time. Finally, it gradually returned to normal, and the yin and yang fish slowly shrank and was taken into his body. With a loud "bang", the flood came like a drop from the sky.

The young man's figure flashed and instantly disappeared into the distance. He climbed to a high place in a few steps, and a complicated expression appeared on his face. "It is indeed difficult to refine the Hellfire and Yellow Spring Water at the same time, but the effect is really good. It seems that the Yin-Yang Sutra is not as simple as imagined."

The young man was Duan Lang. He had infiltrated this place a few days ago and witnessed two great wonders: the Hellfire, fiercer than Lingyun Cave. No one knew if the water of the Yellow Springs was cold, but it was definitely poisonous, corrosive. Duan Lang used his Yin-Yang Qi to refine the Hellfire and Yellow Springs water, and found that these two treasures were more helpful to the Yin-Yang Sutra than he had expected. However, because the two wonders were so advanced, refining them proved difficult.

He used the Yin-Yang Scriptures to refine the two wonders, and with the help of the Changsheng True Qi and Xiaoyao True Qi, he forcibly delayed the progress of the disaster. Or it can be said that Duanlang used himself to block the contact and conflict between the two wonders, and forcibly gained several days until the flames burned his body to perfection.

Although it is not perfect, the great success is enough for now. However, in comparison, the bone-chilling ice is only a small success, and the gap is a little bit big. After all, with Duan Lang's ability, he can endure the burning of flames, but he dare not easily try the erosion of bone-rotting water. He can only take it slowly.

"I wonder how Nie Feng is doing now. Has he been touched by Bu Jingyun's kindness and loyalty?" Duan Lang pondered this carefully, realizing that there was a reason why Nie Feng remained loyal to Bu Jingyun in the original novel. This was definitely the beginning of their relationship's sublimation. Given Nie Feng's kindness, even if he had any feelings for Bu Jingyun, the uncrying god of death, it would definitely not be too much. But what about the kind and affectionate Ah Tie?

In Nie Feng's eyes, A Tie is Bu Jingyun, or it can be said that A Tie is the real Bu Jingyun!

"Although I really want to help you, I am really powerless. Your battle is too advanced, and my small body really can't participate. If it is postponed for three to five years, maybe it will be different." Duan Lang knew that after he was possessed, his experience would be of great use. He retrained extremely advanced martial arts, and his strength increased rapidly. With the blessing of the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world, he would be able to fully recover in a few years.

But what he lacks now is time, and the martial arts in this world are really advanced, even fantasy-like. There are also many geniuses who can learn anything just by watching it once. Once they learn martial arts, they will make rapid progress immediately, without paying any attention to gradual progress. The so-called accumulation is very rare, and there are mostly adventures, gifts and plunder.

If one wants to ascend to heaven instantly, rare items and skills transmission are absolutely coveted. Blood Bodhi, Qilin blood, Black Turtle blood, Phoenix blood, Dragon Essence, which one is not a good thing? Master after master has been created.

Not to mention the transmission of skills, whether it was Xue Yuan's Divine Art of Moving the Sky to save Bu Jingyun, or Zi Dian Kuang Lei's power transmission to Jue Xin, it was easy to create two great masters, and it was a leap-forward improvement. Others, such as Feng Yun absorbing the heavenly level Maha Wuliang, and the purple-clothed boss Hui Yuan Blood Hand absorbing the demon lord's earth-level Maha Wuliang, the extent of the improvement was beyond imagination, and it makes me jealous just thinking about it.

"It seems that when gods and demons die, they have incomplete Mahamutromanta on their bodies. It's a shame to waste them like this. Why not..."