"Get out of the way!" Chen Wenlin shouted angrily, and when he raised his hand, he summoned a golden talisman. The object automatically moved without wind, and expanded to half a foot high in the blink of an eye. Immediately, the green fist shadow collided with it, and with a shattering sound In the process of destruction, both of them turn into dust and disperse.
Chen Wenlin was shaken back a few steps by the huge impact. Fortunately, he had let his classmates disperse before, and now he didn't hit anyone. Tong Wuxin, on the other hand, rolled up in the air several times and retreated ten feet away before he could stabilize himself. Body shape.
"This guy's cultivation is stronger than a few years ago!" Tong Wuxin's face darkened, and he wanted to gather his spiritual power to fight, but three figures appeared in a flash, it was Lin Fang, Wang Zhuhe Sun Yan from the Snowy Mountains.
"Leave that female cultivator from Fuyun Sect to me!!" Sun Yan said hurriedly: "Ignore her for now, driving these people out is the most important thing!!"
"Okay!" Wang Zhu and Lin Fang both nodded, and without saying a word, they faced Zhang Yongfei and several other monks from the Beast Control Sect. They were injured, so it was a helpless move to fight two against one. The latter did not expect that. The man who came was so aggressive that he summoned the spiritual beast to stand with him in a hurry.
"—Boom!"
At this moment, there was a sudden shaking in the underground of the cave. Looking carefully, there was a man piercing the halberd in his hand deep into the rock. The cracks in the gravel that exploded caused all the more than 20 monks in front of him to tremble. He lost his balance and started shaking violently in the cave.
"The body-holding technique!"
The gray aura that quickly floated out from the ground made everyone's actions instantly slow down. Without anyone's reminder, the remaining thirty or so monks immediately swarmed over and each found an external enemy that seemed easy to deal with.
With more than sixty cultivators participating, this was destined to be a chaotic battle. Even if Chen Mo was well prepared and hid at the end of the team, he could not avoid being affected. He had just used his spiritual power to fight against the confinement of the body-holding technique. Before he could retreat in the air, countless flaming golden guns were flying in the air. The sight of mixed spiritual powers made him take a breath.
"If you stick it in, you will instantly become a hedgehog!" Chen Mo just thought in his heart, and someone couldn't wait to confirm his idea:
It was a monk from Sunset Valley. In order to avoid the two men's siege, he jumped up less than three feet. An inescapable golden spear pierced his chest, and then , the second one, the third one... Under the indiscriminate covering spell, all the spiritual power he mobilized seemed to be turned into paper. In the blink of an eye, this person lost his life. He stared and fell to the ground unwillingly.
He never thought that one day he would die like this.
"Storage bag! Steal his storage bag!!"
"Get away!! Give me a slap in the face!"
"You little trick, you bastards, go to hell!"
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The monk's death was like another boulder dropped in the middle of a boiling lake. Another round of bloody battle began around his storage bag. At this time, driving away the opponent had become a secondary matter. The thing about killing people and seizing treasures is a sure-fire business.
While Chen Mo was carefully retreating, he was still besieged by three monks. I don't know what kind of magic weapon one of them used. From the small mouth of the red gourd in his hand, a large ball of scorching fierce flames spewed out, roaring towards Chen Mo. Come.
The rocks in the cave along the road were instantly burnt to a charred black color. Judging from his posture, it seemed that he was going to achieve success in one fell swoop.
Chen Mo calmly took out a talisman seal, activated his spiritual power and exploded, first condensing a water droplet, the blue line crossed more than seven inches, a sparkling water curtain came into being, and in an instant, the flames penetrated However, Chen Mo had already withdrawn from the attack range.
"Don't leave, little thief!!"
The two people who were assisting immediately shouted angrily and followed Chen Mo's figure. However, every time they cast a spell, they would be blocked by the skinny monk with a talisman. After chasing for dozens of breaths, the three of them exhausted their spiritual energy. Extremely fast, on the contrary, Chen Mo kept a low profile, blindly defending without counterattack, and the battle was far away from the perspective of most monks.
If Chen Mo wanted to fight with them sincerely, he would have been able to severely injure one of them with his sword-drawing stance as early as the very beginning. If he caught the Pear Blossom Vial by surprise, he would have been able to win very neatly, and it would have been easy to kill three of them.
But such a result was not what he wanted. Killing three Qi Refining monks in an instant would definitely make him the target of public criticism. Not to mention whether more monks would surround him in anger, just attracting Meng Qianqiu's attention would be enough. Let Chen Mo die ten times.
Fortunately, Chen Mo was drained of his vitality and his appearance changed so much that she didn't recognize him at the first time. Otherwise, Chen Mo would have come out to destroy him long ago due to his vengeance in Meng Qianqiu.
Chen Mo knew that the outcome of the battle depended on the estimates of Wan Qing and others. If too many monks died, they would definitely choose to retreat, and vice versa. Therefore, he was not in a hurry, and just fought with these three people one after another. A monk dealt with it.
Anyway, this talisman is in Guo Fei's pocket. Using it against the enemy now can be regarded as his contribution to Chen Mo.
What's more, the number seems to be quite large, and Chen Mo's spiritual consciousness is enough to drive them.
"Little thief! Where did you get so many talismans and seals! Recruit them quickly!!"
Red Gourd repeated his old tricks, but was blocked by Chen Mo with the Earth Shield Technique. The three of them screamed in anger. After fighting for a while, the skilled monk finally couldn't hold back his temper and shouted angrily at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo ignored it. His eyes were already focused on the fight between Sun Yan and Wan Qing in the distance. At this moment, the former shot out several ice particles from his cuffs, but Wan Qing easily dodged them. However, the thing turned a corner deftly, and at the moment when the ice particles exploded under Sun Yan's roar, white icy thorn vines crisscrossed it.
"Edelweiss Vine! A unique spiritual species of life in the Snowy Mountains!" Guan Qing hurriedly dodged and exclaimed.
"Oh? You little girl is very knowledgeable! Let me teach you what a high-grade plant can be cut with by flying swords!!" Sun Yan laughed and controlled the thorn vines to wrap around Wan Qing's feet.
Being entangled by this kind of vine covered with ice thorns, the result can be imagined. Guan Qingyin gritted his teeth secretly, quickly took out an object from the storage bag, and without looking at it, he threw it at the sweeping thorn vine. , and at the same time, with a flick of his wrist, a purple flying knife came from nowhere and pierced Sun Yan's eyebrows.
A surprising scene appeared.
The thorn vines that were originally spreading crazily contracted in the blink of an eye after being attacked by that handful of powder. No matter how Sun Yan controlled it, it was aggravating the process of plant decay. Not only that, but also the enchanting vine. The purple flying knife was too close, and the magic weapon was as dazzling as a diamond-shaped amethyst, facing the deepest fear in Sun Yan's heart.
Under the crisis, Sun Yan had no choice but to give up the rare and unusual edelweiss vine, and took out the long knife that he had previously slashed at Meng Qianqiu. Jingmang and Zi Yao collided in the air, and each of them knocked back and returned. Wan Qing recalled the purple blade, Sun Yan's cultivation level was not inferior to hers, and it was still difficult for him to gain the upper hand in the fight. If the fight continued, the result would be a hard loss.
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