"What a waste, he would be injured in the hands of a little boy!" Seeing his junior brother's miserable condition, Wang Feng was really furious at this moment, and it was fine if he couldn't help, an adult at the peak of Dao , was actually injured in the hands of a child whose cultivation base was only in the early stage of Taoism, it would be a bit embarrassing to say it.
Daoist Qingmei saw this scene, but there was a smile in his eyes, the other party just won't be able to steal the chicken, and the other party will lose the rice. As a disciple of mine who has been in the Tao for a year, his cultivation level may not be as good as the other party's, and his fighting experience is definitely far inferior, but if When it comes to the mastery of spells, the opponent is really not necessarily his opponent as a disciple.
Although Mo He doesn't learn many spells now, but because he knows few, he has practiced repeatedly on the things he knows, and with the help of the innate immortal aura in the sea of consciousness, Mo He has already mastered the few techniques he is learning now very proficiently.
Hearing Zhao Hu's scream, Mo He narrowed his eyes, hesitated for less than half a second, then pinched the magic formula in his hand again, condensed a wooden thorn, and shot towards Zhao Hu again.
This is the first time Mo He has come to this world to fight martial arts. After injuring a person, he has to go further, which is a bit unaccustomed to him.
However, when Daoist Qingmei taught for many years, in addition to imparting various knowledge to Mo He, he would also tell Mo He some of his own experiences, so that Mo He could know how dangerous the struggle between practitioners is.
So, after hesitating slightly for less than half a second, Mo He knew exactly what he should do. The few vines he summoned with the talisman were not very tough, and he could find a way to break free. The opponent's cultivation base was higher than his own, and his body was stronger than his own. It didn't take much effort to break free, so now take advantage of This opportunity, I can't let the other party have a breathing space.
Seeing Mo He shoot out the second wooden thorn, Zhao Hu screamed, and now he doesn't care to continue screaming. If he doesn't react now, he will really fall here today.
Enduring the pain in his body, Zhao Hu exerted all his spiritual energy in his body, and he pulled the vines that bound his hands and feet out of the soil. prick.
"What a pity!" Seeing Zhao Hu dodging, Mo He couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart. At the same time, he reacted quickly, turned around and ran to the back.
Now that the other party has reacted, it will be a little dangerous for me to go ahead. I can't confront the other party head-on, and I have to outsmart the other party.
Not long after Mo He left the place where he was standing just now, a fist-sized fireball fell on the place where he was standing just now, blasting a well-sized hole on the ground, about half a meter long.
"Little brat, I'm going to kill you!"
At this time, Zhao Hu's angry roar also sounded, and Daoist Qingmei and Wang Feng, who were fighting, diverted their attention a little to this side.
Daoist Qingmei saw Mo He running towards the back mountain, and felt a little more at ease. He didn't know that Mo He wanted to take advantage of the geographical advantage to deal with Zhao Hu.
Mo He is already very familiar with Moon Moon Mountain, and with Mo He's technique, as long as he enters the back mountain, it may be Zhao Hu who will be the one who will do more harm than good.
The further you go in the cultivation path, the bigger the gap between each realm is. At the beginning of cultivation, the advantages of the same realm are not too obvious, and many methods can often be used to make up for it.
That Zhao Hu chased towards the back mountain, and Wang Feng who was fighting with Daoist Qingmei suddenly said: "Don't chase that kid, come back and deal with this old guy with me, and kill him with the strength of the two of us. At that time, that kid will not be at the mercy of others!"
Hearing his senior brother yelling these words, just as he pulled out the wooden thorns on his body, Zhao Hu, who was about to chase after him, stopped immediately, turned his head to look at Daoist Qingmei, and gave up his plan to go to Mohe .
Just like what my senior brother said, this old guy will be cleaned up, and the little one will be left to be kneaded by myself.
"Not good!" At this time, Daoist Qingmei screamed inwardly, this Zhao Hu's cultivation is only in the realm of Taoism, and he doesn't pay much attention to him, but now he is facing a well-matched opponent. Opponents, coupled with Zhao Hu's harassment by the side, I'm afraid I will fall into a disadvantage.
"I can only find a way to kill this Zhao Hu by surprise!" Daoist Qingmei thought.
And Zhao Hu over there, I don't know if he guessed Daoist Qingmei's thoughts, but he just stood in the distance, pinched the seal formula in his hand, condensed a fireball, and shot towards Daoist Qingmei, resolutely not approaching Daoist Qingmei .
Seeing this scene, Daoist Qingmei also felt helpless, so he could only grit his teeth and activate his small supernatural power.
"Small supernatural power—Aoki Rongjia!"
The small supernatural power was activated, and the surrounding vegetation gathered towards Daoist Qingmei. In an instant, Daoist Qingmei transformed into a little giant about five meters away. With a light wave of his hand, a piece of grass and trees flew towards Zhao Hu over there like a knife. .
"Small supernatural power—Chiming will-o'-the-wisp!" Seeing that Daoist Qingmei had already used his small supernatural power, Wang Feng also immediately unleashed his own little supernatural power, and all of them condensed into a mass of blood-red flames, and Daoist Qingmei shot it away.
Daoist Qingmei raised a layer of vegetation defense, but this layer of flames passed through the defense and fell directly on the little giant incarnated by Daoist Qingmei.
"Haha, my senior brother's supernatural power, as long as the attack target is determined, it is like possessing a ghost, entangled endlessly, and can't be stopped at all!" Zhao Hu, who was standing by the side, immediately burst into laughter when he saw this. , as long as Wang Feng's supernatural power comes out, basically the overall situation is settled.
Just as Zhao Hu was laughing, a wooden thorn was shot from behind him soundlessly, aiming directly at his back.
At this moment, Zhao Hu seemed to have eyes behind his back. He turned around suddenly, and a big knife appeared in his hand, which split the wooden thorn in half with one blow.
"Little brat, I've been guarding against you for a long time!" Zhao Huning laughed, and then the smile on his face froze, because he was not in sight and found Mo He's trace.
Before he could turn around again, he suddenly felt a pain in his back. A sharp blade had pierced his back, and then the sharp blade was pulled out and flew towards the grass not far away.
"Wood Hidden Technique!" Mo He's figure was revealed, he stretched out his hand to catch the dagger that flew back, and without hesitation, he condensed a wooden thorn again, and shot towards the injured Zhao Hu.
This wooden hidden technique was the first technique he practiced, and the dagger in his hand was also the first magical weapon given to him by Daoist Qingmei, and they have made great achievements today.
Seeing another wooden thorn flying towards him, Zhao Hu struggled a bit, forced the spiritual power in his body, sent out a fireball, and collided with the wooden thorn.
However, this technique made Zhao Hu spit out a mouthful of blood. Mo He's sneak attack just now, the dagger pierced his back heart, and had already pierced his heart. If there is no elixir to treat such an injury, It's deadly enough.
Mo He saw that Zhao Hu, who was so seriously injured, still seemed to have the power to resist, and he couldn't help but feel a little dignified. He didn't have much spiritual power left in his body. If he continued to use the wooden stab technique, he might only be able to condense three times at most. Daomu thorn, I don't know if he can get rid of Zhao Hu.
"Brother, save me!" Zhao Hu also felt his injury now, and with the last of his strength, he took out a pill and swallowed it quickly, and then loudly asked Wang Feng beside him for help.
The battle between Wang Feng and Daoist Qingmei has reached a critical moment. The little giant transformed by Daoist Qingmei is now covered with a layer of flames, which cannot be extinguished for a while. Wang Feng is now waiting for Daoist Qingmei to emerge from the flames. The moment he got out of the trap, he could kill with one blow.
Thinking of this, a jade talisman was held in Wang Feng's hand, and he tightened it tightly.
But at this time, he heard his junior brother calling for help, and saw that his unsatisfactory junior brother was in danger again, and was in a life-and-death situation, which made Wang Feng wish to kill this pig immediately.
Seeing that the new spike condensed in Mo He's hand had already flown out, although Wang Feng was not willing to give up the chance of a one-hit kill by Qingmei Daoist, he also didn't want to watch Zhao Hu die. Although this junior was a bit stupid , I was a little reckless in doing things, but fortunately, I was still obedient. If I lost him by my side, many things would be inconvenient in the future.
With a light wave of his hand, a wind blade flew out, cutting the wooden thorn shot by Mo He into two pieces, and Daoist Qingmei, who was wrapped in flames, seized this opportunity and quickly escaped from the flames. Then before Wang Feng used the jade talisman, he set up a layer of defense in front of him.
"Hey!" Seeing this, Wang Feng pulled the jade talisman in his hand, but finally did not choose to activate it, and let out a helpless sigh.
Taking back the crimson orb floating in front of his chest, Wang Feng quickly walked to Zhao Hu's side, took out a elixir in his hand, and put it in his mouth.
"Master Daoist, how about today's sparring!" Now Wang Feng didn't want to continue the fight, Zhao Hu had to find a place to deal with the injury as soon as possible, otherwise it would be very troublesome.
"If you want to fight, you can fight. If you don't want to fight, you can ask to stop. How can there be such a good thing in the world!" Daoist Qingmei said with a blank expression, the spiritual power in her body has not restrained, and she seems to be ready to strike at any time.
Hearing Daoist Qingmei's words, Wang Feng's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice: "If Daoist Priest wants to continue fighting, I'm afraid he won't be able to take advantage of it."
"You can't take advantage of it, you have to try to find out!" Daoist Qingmei said in a firm tone, with a very tough attitude.
Wang Feng looked at Zhao Hu who was lying on the ground, exhaled, and then continued: "What does the Taoist priest want?"
"I have to give an explanation today, otherwise my place will make people come and go whenever they want!" Seeing this, Daoist Qingmei suddenly softened his tone and said.
Hearing Daoist Qingmei's tone eased, Wang Feng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.