At the top of Zhige Mountain, Wu Gen looked at the two old men in shock. The two have been hiding here for a long time, but Wu Gen and others didn't know anything about it, which shows their cultivation level.
Wu Mo and Shui quickly returned from the moon to protect Wu Gen, who had the lowest cultivation level. The three of them stood back to back, staring at the two uninvited guests.
The biting autumn wind blew, the wormwood was low, and a few fallen leaves flew over the top of the mountain. They were stirred by the solemn atmosphere and fled into the valley.
"Two old men, it's getting late today, how about I invite you two to drink someday." Wu Gen cupped his hands at the two of them.
"Brother, when you drink again in the future, I'm afraid it will be your dead drink. It's a pity that such a drinking friend is lost at first sight. If you hadn't committed such an unforgivable crime, I would have drank this wine for you, little one. I never thought I would let you go. Oh, what a pity." The old man in ocher clothes shook his head and sighed.
"I feel the same way. Do we have to do it today?" Wu Gen still refused to give up.
"There is no solution. The Royal Zhou Dynasty has issued an order to arrest the three of you and bring them to justice. You will not be able to live for your own sins." The old man in ocher clothes said helplessly, "Now the entire cultivators in Zhujuan Kingdom regard the three of you as enemy bandits. They wish they could Eat meat and drink blood.
If we let the three of us go, how could the sect behind us let the two of us go? I didn't expect that the notorious Zhu Juan Three Ghosts would look like this. How could a person with such a dignified appearance be a thief? "
Wu Gen, Shui Congyue and Wu Mo looked at each other, murderous intent rising in their hearts. The old man's words left no room for maneuver, and this battle was inevitable.
Wu Gen and Wu Mo were okay, the worst they could do was run away. But as for Shui Congyue, there are only so many nobles in the entire Zhujuan Kingdom. With Shui Congyue's eye-catching appearance, he will definitely be traced to the Shui family and bring disaster to the Shui clan. There is also Chu Ji, who may also be implicated in this, and may even be sent back to Zhao State for disposal.
Wu Gen's face turned cold, "Can you also tell me your surnames and where your master comes from?"
The two of them were not dissatisfied. The old man in gray clothes smiled and said, "I didn't ask about my name when I was drinking, but I asked about my name when we were fighting. Could it be that like in the world, when generals fight, they have to tell their names before the battle."
Wu Gen flexed his wrist and said with a smile: "After all, you are a person who has drunk. Even if you have to fight between life and death, you can't help but think about the experience of drinking. Knowing the names of the two of you, it would be a good idea to write them on the tombstones, so as not to create two conflicts. An unknown grave."
"Hahaha, it's easy to say. I am Xiao Nai, the Tiance Sect, and he is the ultimate palace Meng Jue." The old man in gray pointed and said, "It's just that you might as well tell me the names of the three of you. Don't worry, the royal family will kill the three of you. Well, the two of us will also help collect the bodies."
"Then thank you two brothers. I know what I am doing, and I will give you my dreams every day." Wu Gen put his hand on his waist, and his body suddenly jumped out, with the broken knife shining coldly, and he rushed towards the nearest Xiao Nai. He left with a smile still on his face. new
As soon as he made a move, Wu Gen used all his strength and Tianluo used it, stirring up a strong wind and carrying the weeds and gravel on the peak like a big yellow river, violently flowing down towards the opponent.
Shui Congyue and Wu Mo took action almost at the same time. The two of them had been working together with Wu Gen for a long time, and they already had a tacit understanding. Shui Congyue and Wu Gen faced Xiao Nai together, while Wu Mo challenged Meng Jue alone.
Xiao Nai raised his eyebrows, "Fighting without telling me is a thief. You are really a bandit." As he said this, he stepped back sharply and flicked his finger at Wu Gen.
In a battle between a martial artist and a qi practitioner, only those who are close have a chance, so try your best to shorten the distance between them to have a chance of victory. Xiao Nai was retreating, and Wu Gen was advancing faster. The distance between the two was so close that they could clearly see the spots on the other's face.
A smile appeared at the corner of Wu Gen's mouth. It's done. If you can't kill the opponent, you can still make him mess up. This way Shui Congyue will have an opportunity to take advantage of. With a loud bang, Wu Gen's castration stopped abruptly, and an invisible wall suddenly appeared in front of nothing.
This wall is formed by Xiao Nai controlling the aura of heaven and earth to tightly squeeze it. In such a short period of time, he was able to quickly mobilize nearby spiritual energy and gather it in front of Wu Gen.
The rapid fluctuations of spiritual energy tore the leisurely floating clouds and mists on the top of the mountain into pieces. A strong wind roared, and the river behind Wu Gen was swallowed up in an instant.
Painful, Wu Gen squatted on the ground and covered his nose, stamping his feet repeatedly, tears streaming down his face, and nosebleeds seeping out between his fingers. The nose is the most protruding part of the human face, so it naturally bears the brunt of hitting the wall of air. This kind of bone-breaking pain is worse than being cut by a knife.
Even more uncomfortable.
Seeing the teasing look on Xiao Nai's face, Wu Gen carefully reached out and touched around. Not only in front of him, but also around his body, solid walls appeared, locking him in like a cage.
I punched hard, but the solid wall didn't move at all. On the contrary, it squeezed inward for a foot. With another punch, Jian Qiang came another foot closer to Wu Gen. In the end, Wu Gen was locked in a small space and could not even squat down.
At the same time, Shui Congyue raised his big halberd high. Facing such a strong opponent, the euphorbia is more convenient, and he no longer worries about being recognized by others as this iconic weapon.
With a click, the halberd was chopped down, and countless cracks appeared out of thin air like a mirror was broken. Sparks shone at the edge of the crack, which was the spiritual energy burning due to the violent collision.
Passing through the broken air wall, Shui Congyue flew into the air, handing the halberd with one hand, and there was still a trace of sparks hanging on the tip of the halberd. His eyes were calm and his expression was solemn, staring straight at the opponent in front of him.
To describe it in one word, focus. No matter who he meets, Shui Congyue will treat them very seriously, just like a student who fails in an examination.
Ding, there was a crisp sound, and the tip of the halberd hit a black chess piece. The chess piece shattered with the sound, and the halberd's momentum was slightly dampened. With two dings, two more chess pieces appeared and hit the tip of the halberd one after another.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted. The three chess pieces actually blocked Shui Congyue's vigorous attack.
This kid has such strong killing intent, Xiao Nai sighs in his heart, he really lives up to the name of the Three Ghosts. However, the kid who was drinking seemed a bit like a fake.
Dozens of chess pieces appeared from Shui Congyue's side, like stars in the dark sky, cruising up and down in the sky, surrounding Shui Congyue.
The chess pieces fell like meteorites one after another, so fast that thin lines of light appeared in the sky. The light tangled and intertwined, forming a dazzling spider web.
Water flew from Yue's long hair, and the halberd struck wildly, with great energy. Afterimages appeared one after another, and gradually connected together, protecting the whole body like an iron barrel.
Ding, clang, and rapid collision sounds were heard. Shui Congyue no longer had time to take care of Xiao Nai, concentrating on dealing with the flying chess pieces, and the offensive and defensive positions were instantly changed.
Soon, the intervals between collisions became louder. Every time the halberd collided with the chess piece, it was like a heavy hammer hitting the halberd. Shui Congyue had a hard time dealing with it. There is no perfect defense in this world. Finally, a chess piece easily avoided the shadow of the halberd and hit Shui Congyue.
With a muffled groan, pain appeared on Yue's face. If one hole was broken in the embankment, there would inevitably be a second one. Soon, the water hit multiple chess pieces from Yue's body, and her movements slowed down.
Wu Mo ran towards Meng Jue, his fists fierce. But the other party didn't panic. With a flick of his long sleeves, four golden-armored warriors appeared. These warriors, either holding knives or using fists, stopped Wu Mo head on.
As soon as they fought, Wu Mo knew something was wrong. The four warriors were transformed into something unknown, but each of them was not weaker than themselves. Moreover, they responded to each other with a tacit understanding, and their offense and defense were orderly, so that Wu Mo could not find a single flaw.
This battle should not be delayed. Facing such an opponent, we can only defeat it with force. Wu Mo roared, his right arm suddenly thickened, and he punched a strong man in front of him. A red tiger appeared at the edge of the fist, its body surging with blood, as if wrapped in a layer of flames, and it roared and opened its bloody mouth.
At such a close distance, the warrior couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to, so he had to rely on his body to endure it. The evil tiger stepped on the flames and hit him hard, and the two rushed out more than ten feet away. This warrior's body was quite hard, and although the tiger transformed by his fist was able to restrain him, he was unable to capture him for the moment.
The other three warriors ignored the situation behind them and instead used this to increase the strength of their attacks, without any disorder in attack and defense. Wu Mo punched repeatedly, preparing to imitate the previous punch and take down another strongman in front of him. There was a strong wind behind him, and a heavy punch hit him on the back.
For a moment, his back was covered in blood and flesh. Looking back, it was Meng Jue who had left the place at some point, wearing armor like a golden warrior, and took the opportunity to assassinate Wu Mo.
In a rage, Wu Mo kicked Meng Jue with a whip without waiting for the opponent to change his moves. Thunder exploded on the top of the mountain. The opponent blocked the blow with both arms and took several steps back. A dozen deep footprints appeared in front of him.
Just as he was about to take the opportunity to pursue him, another punch came from behind. Wu Mo quickly turned sideways to avoid it, and the wind of the punch brushed his face. A closer look revealed that it was Meng Jue who was attacking him.
Turning around, he saw that the person he had just kicked was a golden-armored warrior. It turns out that Meng Jue can switch back and forth between various golden armored warriors, making it difficult to tell which one is real and which one is fake.
This all sounds lengthy, but in reality it only takes a few breaths.
Among the three, Wu Gen was trapped, Shui Congyue and Wu Mo were both injured, but the other party did not suffer any real damage.
If the delay continues, I'm afraid three good heads will have to be given away.
Wu Gen was restrained in the Qi wall and was extremely anxious. Suddenly my heart moved. This spiritual energy should come from the surrounding air, and the one close to the ground should be relatively weak. He took out the iron arrow with the blood spirit talisman from his quiver, squatted down with all his strength, groped to the bottom of the air wall, and dug it out vigorously with the iron arrow.
The red light on the arrow kept flashing, and blood flowed out desperately.
As long as it is a house, whether it is a cell or a building, you are afraid of poaching. After digging for seven or eight times, even the spiritual jade embedded in the iron arrow became dim. It was obvious that the spiritual energy was consumed too quickly. The air wall has gone into the ground, but fortunately it is blocked by the soil layer and becomes weaker as it goes down, and as it is dug, it becomes slightly looser.
Wu Gen was so happy that he reluctantly took out a piece of jade, broke it into several pieces, took a small piece and placed it on the iron arrow. This jade was obtained through robbery. Normally, Wu Gen was reluctant to even use the jade. This time, a piece of jade was wasted. You can imagine the pain in his heart.
Sure enough, as soon as the jade was placed on the iron arrow, the red color on the arrow suddenly became enchanting, as red as rouge, the whole body became hot, and a touch of white appeared at the tip of the arrow.
Feeling the burning sensation in his hand, Wu Gen turned pale. This time, the Blood Spirit Talisman sucked half of his blood at once.
These days, with diligent practice day after day, Wu Gen can shoot the ordinary Blood Spirit Talisman Arrow more than ten times. But using Yuan Yu as a matchmaker, although the power of the blood spirit talisman is great, the consumption is not small. I am afraid that three talismans are the limit.
Regardless of his physical fatigue, Wu Gen dug hard, and finally he dug a hole in the ground that was barely crawlable. After struggling to get out of the soil, he was finally free from the constraints of the air wall.
Xiao Nai glanced at Wu Gen and made no unnecessary moves. A kid who can't even break free from the Qi Wall will do nothing even if he comes out. When a tiger fights with a wolf, why should he be afraid of a fox helping the wolf?
Seeing Xiao Nai ignoring him, Wu Gen stretched out his hand and pulled off the green gourd tied to his waist. "Xiao Nai, take the wine." He threw the gourd over casually.
Xiao Nai easily grabbed the gourd in his hand. He was naturally familiar with this thing. When the three of them were drinking together, Wu Gen secretly poured a lot of his own pear blossoms into it. Could it be that he wanted to throw wine to break the relationship.
While he was guessing, six more red pellet-like things flew over, "How can we have wine without food? I'll give you a few more dates, and I'll never owe you a drink again."
