Volume 1: The Strife of the Azure Sky 009: Oriole in Pursuit

  A man wearing a black long gown, with his head covered and face hidden, only revealing a pair of eyes that were gloomy and cold, yet with a hint of frenzy.

  The onlookers gazed at Mu Qingfeng, a hint of astonishment flashing in their eyes.

  A little girl who looked like she was only five or six years old could actually block his spiritual power attack?

  "Want something in return?" Mu Qingfeng's lips curled up coldly, she thought she was a sparrow, but didn't expect to be a praying mantis instead.

  "Who are you?" The newcomer looked around, and since there were only two people here, him and this little girl, he couldn't help but raise his guard. A high-level spiritual beast can cultivate into a human being, could it be that this little girl is a spiritual beast?

  No wonder he thought so, a little human girl would not be able to withstand his previous attack.

  "An unimportant person." Mu Qingfeng's eyes dimmed, deciding to slip away first. The treasure was enticing, but she didn't want to confront a powerful spiritual cultivator in this treacherous mountain range.

  Oh?

  As the newcomer looked up and down, this little girl was indeed surrounded by a faintly discernible aura of fairy spirits. How could a human child of five or six years old possibly appear in these perilous mountains?

  Humans can make contracts with spiritual beasts, but the pride of high-level spiritual beasts that have transformed into human form never allows themselves to make contracts with humans. Now that they've encountered such a spiritual beast, the visitor doesn't want to give up.

  The newcomer's eyes softened as he said, "What is your true form? What do you like to eat? I have everything here."

  Mù Light Wind's back of the head was covered in a thin layer of cold sweat, and she felt that this person had treated her as if she were a spirit beast transformed into human form? And to make matters worse, he spoke in such a strange and eerie tone, it sent shivers down her spine.

  Mu Qingfeng shook his head and blinked at the newcomer with a pair of eyes.

  The newcomer was clearly not a good person. As soon as he spoke, his tone turned vicious: "Today, either sign the contract or die, you choose!"

  Mo Qingfeng's expression turned cold, and without thinking, he knew that today would not end well. A hint of a cold smile played on his lips: "You're so sure it'll be me who dies?"

  "What is your true form?" The parents of this humanoid small spirit beast are also nearby? The newcomer becomes vigilant and refuses to give up, "No matter what it is, follow me today!"

  "Get out of my sight!" A fierce glint flashed across her face, and Mu Qingfeng's figure suddenly kicked against the tree trunk, using the force to propel herself into the air. With a stone knife in hand, she instantly launched an attack on the approaching person.

  Since I can't leave alone, let's fight then! She also wants to try and see how strong this so-called spiritual cultivator is.

  The newcomer was taken aback, completely unexpected that this little guy would dare to attack him first. With a disdainful flick of his sleeve, a surge of power burst out from his sleeve and rushed towards Mu Qingfeng.

  Mocheng Feng narrowed his eyes and flipped his body on the spot, dodging this powerful attack. His agile little body had already swiftly arrived beside the newcomer.

  Mo Qingfeng waited for the right moment and stabbed the stone knife into the fatal spot at the back of the newcomer's neck.

  People dodged instantly and turned back to face Mu Qingfeng with a slap!

  Boom!

  A powerful blast of energy exploded from the palm, bombarding the ground, and a massive crater suddenly appeared.

  So strong.

  Mochi lightly relied on her petite body and agile movements to dodge in an instant, but still couldn't avoid being injured by the palm wind, which wounded her left shoulder, causing fresh blood to stain her white clothes.

  Mocheng Feng dodged and weaved, without any pause, his body leapt into the air again, charging towards the newcomer once more!

  Master, you're indeed incredibly powerful, but that doesn't mean you don't have any weaknesses.

  Their weakness is close combat.

  Masters are mainly long-range attackers with extremely large destructive areas. Their close combat capabilities, to put it bluntly, are a mess.

  Mù Light Wind took advantage of this weakness, and Stone Knife struck again at the person's ear, the same fatal death spot.

  "Looking for death!" The newcomer shouted angrily, and a strong force suddenly appeared in his hand, with an overwhelming advantage, pressing towards Mu Qingfeng's forehead.

  Bang!

  This time there was no chance to dodge, Mu Qingfeng let out a low groan, and his small body was instantly smashed flying like a broken kite.

  However, Mu Qingfeng completely ignored the physical pain, found the right moment, and a black object suddenly flew out of his sleeve, rapidly heading towards the back of the person who was turning around.

  Sleeve arrow.

  Mocheng Feng was polishing the stone dagger when she also polished two sleeve arrows, which were her life-saving hidden weapons with spiritual power added inside.

  Whoosh!

  Dodged!

  Someone wiped the cold sweat from his face, what a fierce thing, what a ruthless little girl. Just now, if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have fallen into this little girl's trap.

  The newcomer suddenly flew into a rage, almost falling on top of a five or six year old girl, for him it was an utter humiliation, instantly forgetting the purpose of this trip, he flung his sleeve and strode towards Mu Qingfeng with a fierce glare.

  Mo Qingfeng crashed into a big tree with a loud bang, saw that person walking towards her, closed her eyes, clenched her fists, damn it, let's go!

  Mocheng Feng kicked out with one foot, and as the flying sand and pebbles rushed towards the approaching person, he struggled to jump up, punching fiercely at the oncoming figure!

  Someone came over and swept away the flying sand with a flick of their sleeve, feeling the fist wind approaching, conditioned reflex raised a palm to meet it!

  Mo Qingfeng gritted his teeth and suddenly a dagger appeared in his fist, directly stabbing into the palm of the incoming person.

  Hiss...

  The onlookers were shocked and immediately jumped back, looking at their own bloody palms. They fiercely raised their heads, but when their line of sight fell upon Mu Qingfeng's right hand, which was constantly dripping with blood in a gruesome manner, they inexplicably felt a wave of unspeakable shock and horror in their hearts.

  A six-year-old girl, how can she be so cruel to herself? She has hurt her enemy eight hundred times, but harmed herself a thousand times.

  If this is growing up... if this is growing up...

  No! Just as the two had barely touched fists, despite being injured, he could still feel her body temperature and pulse, his eyes wide with surprise. A human? This was actually a little human kid?!

  "You... are you human?" What kind of joke is this? Even a genius with spiritual roots since childhood wouldn't have such strength at just six years old!

  Where did this little girl come from?

  Mù Light Wind took advantage of the person's surprise, pounced forward and bit down hard on the person's shoulder, enduring the intense pain of his injuries as he shot the last sleeve arrow from his sleeve into the back of the person's heart!

  His face had turned pale behind his veil, and in his heart, the most vulnerable place of life, he could even clearly feel his own life slipping away.

  It was at this moment that Mu Qingfeng's figure had already arrived beside the newcomer, and the stone dagger that was supposed to pierce his heart was dodged by the newcomer, fiercely stabbing into his left shoulder instead.

  Take advantage of you when you're ill, and take your life.

  Mocheng Feng drew out his dagger, and with a sudden burst of speed, he appeared on the newcomer's shoulder, the stone blade poised to strike directly into the top of their head!

  I don't believe he won't die this time!

  But just as Mu Qingfeng was about to stab the person's head, Huang Lao's voice suddenly appeared in her mind: "Little Wind, stop, quickly stop, don't kill him!"