The moonlight broke free from the shackles of the dark clouds and shot down, landing on the two jade seals, emitting a faint soft light. Shi Zhenfeng's eyes were sharp and he looked real, and he couldn't help but cry out: "It's the seal of the commander, the seal of the commander, the seal of the commander, Huang Ni and Luochuan towns."

At this time, Shi Yunsheng also obviously recognized this object, looked excited, pulled Shi Zhenfeng to the ground, and bowed: "Shi Yunsheng met with the leader of Wuji Sect, as well as the commander of Ye Zhenling in Huang Ni and Luochuan Towns."

Mo Wentian waved his sleeves, lifted them up with magic power, and asked in a deep voice: "How is Huangni Town now? How many bronze thieves are there in total?"

Shi Yunsheng's face looked a little ugly and replied: "There are about four or five hundred bronze thieves, and they may have entered the town and are burning, killing and looting."

Mo Wentian frowned and immediately ordered: "You lead the way ahead. Let's go to Huangni Town quickly to slaughter this group of invading bronze thieves."

Shi Yunsheng and the others immediately respectfully accepted the order. They knew that the cultivator was rushing to the road with a very fast spell, and were afraid of insufficient feet. So they found two war horses that had lost their master, flew up, with their legs clamped their abdomen, and the two war horses galloped along the official road like arrows, raising a piece of dust.

In less than a cup of tea, Huangni Town was already looking at it from afar. In the darkness, the fires surged into the sky, and the sound of shouting and killing was deafening. There were a group of people who killed and set fire along the streets, burned and looted. Wherever they passed, there were crying and screaming, which was so miserable.

Shi Zhenfeng was furious, and he clamped his legs and rushed forward with his gun, rushing into the crowd, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Every time he shot, a bronze thief was pierced by his throat and fell under the horse. For a moment, screams continued.

Shi Yun was afraid that he would make mistakes, so he rushed forward, waved his single sword, protecting him on the left.

"You are looking for death." There is a bronze thief leader who is a low-level cultivator. After performing the light body surgery, he crossed several war horses like a big bird, and slashed them down with one sword, but his head was cut off by a wind blade in the air, and his headless corpse fell to the ground.

"Who?" A bronze thief leader angrily rebuked, waved a pair of copper hammers with both hands, and rushed out. Before he could take his next move, two vines suddenly surged out from the ground, like poisonous snakes coming out of the hole, growing wildly, and in an instant, he wrapped tightly around him.

The bronze thief leader's face changed drastically. He was about to use the huge force technique to break free, but where could he break free? The vines became tighter and tighter, and the bones shattered, and his body was thorned into several pieces.

"It's a cultivator!" Among the bandits, there was a big man in purple clothes, who seemed to be the leader. He ordered coldly: "Sons, rush forward and kill him by random swords."

"Kill!" Under the leadership of a leader, dozens of riders turned their horses' heads, waved their single swords, galloped down like a wind and lightning, and ran more than ten feet away. The ground was surging, and thorns broke out from the ground, growing wildly. For a moment, thorns were thriving, and war horses were galloping on it, and the whole horse's legs were dripping blood. With the sound of horses neighing, they knelt on the ground. The horses rolled to the ground, wrapped by thorns, screaming in pain.

The bronze thief leader relied on his exquisite riding skills to cross the thorny land. He was lucky. Unexpectedly, the war horse's knees became weak and he was deeply trapped in a quicksand. He was so shocked that he was about to shout, his mouth and nose were poured into the quicksand, buried deep underground.

There was a bronze thief leader who seemed to be fearless. He waved a pair of axes with both hands, screaming in a strange way, leading dozens of horses and horses down the mountain, but halfway through, he was trapped in a fog, and suddenly became a mess. Suddenly, the sound of water rumbling, and a torrent suddenly arose in the fog, coming in a fierce manner, like thousands of horses galloping, instantly submerging them.

The bronze leader was very watery. He relied on his sharp eyes to break out of the fog, but entered a water curtain again. A large amount of water submerged him. No matter how far he went, he could not escape from the water, and he quickly suffocated and died.

Mo Wentian used his magic like a god of killing. Soon, nearly half of the bronze thieves died in his magic, five or six of them were low-level cultivators. Many of these people were outer disciples of the Qingqing Sect. Since the disbandment of the sect, they had nowhere to go and were greedy for pleasure, so they became bandits in Yanshan and became bronze bandits.

The bronze thief leader had already understood. When he encountered an unmatched high-level monk, he repeatedly urged and ordered several decent subordinates to come forward to drag the man, while he hid behind the men and prepared to sneak away.

He had a good plan, but he had just escaped not long ago. Under the reflection of the flames, a human figure suddenly turned into his long shadow. He smiled at him, opened his mouth and spit out a spider web, and put his head on his head to put him in the net. In an instant, black smoke rose and his whole person turned into a pool of black water. Although he was also at the fourth level of Qi Refining, how could he be Ye Wuying's opponent?

At this time, more than half of the bronze thieves were injured and killed. Without the command of the leader, they were in chaos. Shi Zhenfeng rushed back and forth several times, and they were all scared. They ran and scattered in a hurry. After a while, they escaped cleanly, leaving behind a cold corpse, which added a little strange under the cold moonlight.

At this moment, with a "ding" sound, Mo Wentian received a prompt to complete the task. He quickly communicated with the stone tablet and received the task reward.

Congratulations on completing the branch mission of the sect: destroying Yanshan bandits. Receive a reward of twenty low-grade spirit stones, fifteen Yijin Pills, and one third-level talisman ice explosion technique.

Spirit stones, elixirs and talismans are all consumables for cultivation and fighting, so they are the easiest to obtain in tasks. Through the accumulation of these tasks, he counted the storage bags, and there were a total of 436 low-grade spirit stones, 45 Yijin pills, and seven third-level talismans, which alleviated the dilemma of the lack of spiritual stone elixirs.

At this time, the waning moon was fading away, and the dawn was just beginning to appear. The sky was about to brighten, and the entire Huangni Town also became orderly from the panic. Ye Wuying organized the townsmen to rescue the injured, clean up the bodies, clear the passages and roads, and clean up all traces left by burning, killing, looting and looting.

Under Shi Yunsheng's account, the townspeople knew that the Wuji Sect had destroyed the bronze thieves and saved their lives. Moreover, from then on, Huangni Town will be protected by the Wuji Sect and no longer be afraid of the looting of the bandits. They all knelt down on the ground and thanked Mo Wentian and Ye Wuying, and were very grateful. This also made the reputation of the Wuji Sect increase a lot.

The sky was filled with white light, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone down, covering the entire Huangni Town. With the sound of chickens, smoke rose up, and Huangni Town gradually returned to calm.

Shi Yunsheng arranged for the people in the town to welcome Mo Wentian and Ye Wuying into the town government. At this time, the mansion was already ruined. Any valuable things that could not be taken away would be smashed and burned. Several more grand lofts were burned, full of wild animals, and a scene after the looting.

Finally found a relatively complete room. Shi Yunshengbu asked two people to sit down and asked Shi Zhenfeng to boil water and make tea, and came forward.

After Mo Wentian sat down, he took a sip of tea and sighed: "Huangni Town has suffered heavy losses after this disaster. I wonder how many years it will take to recover its vitality?"

Shi Yunsheng's face looked extremely ugly and said in a stern voice: "President Mo, in the early morning, I have asked someone to take a look. Last night, there were more than three or four thousand villagers who died at the hands of the bronze thief, and countless injured people."

Such heavy losses made Mo Wentian feel a little sad. At the same time, he also vaguely sensed that the reputation of the sect would fall a lot.

Suppressing the constant surging thoughts in his heart, Mo Wentian pondered: "Inside Shi, Huang Ni and Luochuan towns are now under the jurisdiction of our sect. We must do our best to protect them. I don't expect that there will be any more bandits to attack the two towns. You should comfort the people of the town and assist Ye Zhenzhi to handle the affairs of the two towns."

Shi Yunsheng quickly responded with respect. Now Huang Ni and Luochuan towns are under the Wuji Sect. Mo Wentian is both the head of the Wuji Sect and his life-savior. No matter which identity is, he cannot refuse.

Mo Wentian nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "This time I came to Huangni and Luochuan towns, and prepared to open the mountain gate and recruit disciples. The son has a lot of wisdom and spiritual roots for cultivating immortals. I want to accept him as a disciple of the Wuji Sect. What do you think?"
Chapter completed!