Seeing Taoist Priest Qingxin killing his apprentice so decisively, Mo Shouchen couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. If he was so cruel to his own people, wouldn't he be even more cruel to his enemies?

However, Taoist Priest Qingxin's behavior reminded Mo Shouchen of an old acquaintance, so he asked Taoist Priest Qingxin, "Is your surname Chen?"

Taoist Master Qingxin said in a cold tone: "My last name has nothing to do with you!"

"I'm just asking casually, forget it if I don't tell you!"

Although Taoist Master Qingxin did not answer, judging from his reaction, Mo Shouchen felt that his surname should not be Chen.

Feeling that he was being teased, the veins on Taoist Priest Qingxin's forehead popped out. He pointed at Mo Shouchen and angrily shouted: "You killed my disciple, I will avenge him today!"

When Mo Shouchen heard Taoist Master Qingxin blaming himself for his apprentice's death, he was immediately speechless. He didn't expect there to be such a shameless person in this world.

However, he had no time to complain, because Taoist Master Qingxin had already charged towards him with his sword.

The lower edge of Taoist Priest Qingxin's robe did not swing violently, but he came to Mo Shouchen's eyes in the blink of an eye. The effort on his legs alone already made Mo Shouchen ashamed.

"Whoosh!"

Taoist Master Qingxin raised his sword and stabbed Mo Shouchen in the chest very fast. If Mo Shouchen hadn't reacted in advance, he might have been stabbed to the core.

Mo Shouchen didn't dare to fight casually. He took out a pill of adrenaline and swallowed it while retreating.

As soon as the pill reached his throat, Taoist Priest Qingxin rushed over again. This time, because the distance was too close, Mo Shouchen did not completely dodge, and a bloody mark was scratched on his chest by the peach wood sword.

The stimulation of pain and the effect of adrenaline made Mo Shouchen become extremely angry.

Facing the third sword stabbed by Taoist Priest Qingxin, he did not dodge, but directly waved the keyboard to ward off the Taomu Sword.

Taoist Priest Qingxin did not expect that Mo Shouchen's power would suddenly increase. He was caught off guard. The hand holding the sword rose upward due to the impact, and a flaw was exposed on his chest.

Mo Shouchen seized the opportunity and kicked out without mercy, leaving a clear footprint on the black and white Taoist robe.

Taoist Priest Qingxin was kicked back several steps before he regained his balance. He covered his chest with endless anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had been beaten, and over time, he even felt that no one in the world was his opponent.

But now a young boy actually kicked him, which was an unacceptable shame for him.

"I will kill you, and then destroy your soul, so that you will never be reincarnated!"

Priest Qingxin gritted his teeth and rushed towards Mo Shouchen. He held the sword in his right hand, took out a talisman paper from his arms with his left hand, and then threw it forward.

The talisman turned into a ball of fire in mid-air and flew directly towards Mo Shouchen's face.

Mo Shouchen hurriedly dodged back, but then, the edge of the Taomu Sword passed through the fireball and stabbed towards his throat.

At the same time, the fireball also exploded, and countless small sparks fell on Mo Shouchen's face, blocking his sight.

Feeling a chill stabbing his throat, Mo Shouchen quickly used the keyboard to protect his neck. There was a "pop" sound, and the peach wood sword was blocked by the keyboard.

Missing the blow, Taoist Priest Qingxin withdrew the mahogany sword in his hand, and then stabbed Mo Shouchen's neck from the side like a snake.

Because his vision had not fully recovered, Mo Shouchen could only rely on instinct to avoid Taoist Priest Qingxin's attack.

He put his right foot down and quickly took a step to the side, but even so, the peach wood sword still pierced his neck, but not deeply.

Mo Shouchen quickly continued to move to the side, keeping distance from Taoist Priest Qingxin.

In the fight just now, neither of them took advantage, but it was obvious that even with the adrenaline, Mo Shouchen was still slightly at a disadvantage.

He held the keyboard with both hands and stared at Taoist Priest Qingxin across from him with a solemn expression, while Taoist Priest Qingxin showed a proud smile, as if he had already won.

However, judging from the combat experience he has accumulated over the years, there is indeed no suspense in this duel.

"Suffer death!"

Taoist Master Qingxin played a sword trick, then raised his sword and rushed towards Mo Shouchen.

Mo Shouchen took half a step back and was ready to fight.

But just when they were about to fight, a gunshot suddenly rang out not far away, and then a high-pitched voice shouted: "Stop it!"

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how fast a kitchen knife is, it cannot be faster than a bullet.

So after hearing the gunshot, Mo Shouchen and Taoist Priest Qingxin all stopped and then turned to look at the place where the gunshot sounded.

In the darkness, I saw a tall and strong man in military uniform walking over with a pistol in his hand, followed by a group of soldiers with live ammunition behind him.

"Hit me!"

The big man waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him raised their guns and fired. The bullets roared in, scaring several Taoist priests and squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Mo Shouchen acted very calmly, but there was sweat on his forehead. If he was hit by a bullet, he would have to answer here.

After a series of intensive gunshots, the night sky finally returned to calm.

Mo Shouchen looked around and found that no one had been hit by bullets, but the zombies that Wen Cai had brought over all fell to the ground.

Looking at the zombies all over the ground, a question arose in his mind.

Can zombies be killed by guns?

After the zombies were eliminated, a big man in military uniform walked up to Taoist Priest Qingxin. He glanced at Mo Shouchen, then bowed his hands to Taoist Qingxin and said, "Taoist Priest Qingxin, you asked me to paint black dog blood on the bullet head."

The method really works.”
Chapter completed!