At this time, the monster was already a distance away from the few people. Li Tianmu came back to his senses and ran to Zeng Ding to check his injuries. Lu Xianping and Yang Tiantai also hurried over. Mu Wushuang stood still. Now the monster's attention was all on Mu Wushuang, and the Taoist priests did not take it seriously.

Mu Wushuang turned his head slightly and asked, "Master, is my Uncle Zeng seriously injured?" Li Tianmu hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's just some skin injuries."

In fact, Zeng Ding was really injured, and the deep scars were visible to the bone. Li Tianmu and others were all scared. If Mu Wushuang had not taken action in time, Zeng Ding would have lost his life at this time. Zeng Ding endured the severe pain and said tremblingly: "I have some... golden sore medicine... please... my senior brother, please apply it to me."

When Yang Tiantai heard this, he immediately stood in front of Zeng Ding and took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms. "Junior Brother Yang, take Junior Brother Zeng to the back of us and stop the bleeding quickly." Lu Xianping said anxiously.

"No!" Li Tianmu and Mu Wushuang said at the same time. Li Tianmu looked at Mu Wushuang and nodded before saying to Lu Xianping: "Feng Jue, this monster has the technique of moving and transfixion, and standing among us is the safest." Mu Wushuang said without looking back: "If this thing runs behind Uncle Yang and others, we will not have time to save it."

Yang Tiantai didn't care about listening to Mu Wushuang and the other two talking, so he quickly pulled off Zeng Ding's Taoist robe and applied all the golden sores in the bottle to Zeng Ding. Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping both stared at the monster with nervous faces, ready to wait for an opportunity to move. Mu Wushuang's body was filled with blood and could not hold back.

However, at the moment of the enemy, Mu Wushuang felt unspeakable: although he wanted to rush up and kick the monster, his body was not obedient at all. At this time, Mu Wushuang felt more and more that Li Tianmu was saying something reasonable. At this moment, it was not that he himself did not want to take action, but that his body did not want to take action.

The monster stared at Mu Wushuang and slowly took a step back, and his body gradually faded away. Mu Wushuang and others were all shocked, and the monster's legs slowly immersed in the soil, leaving only half of his body in a moment.

Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping both silently recited: "It turns out to be a hiding technique, no wonder they come and go without a trace." Although Mu Wushuang's eyes were straight, his body was still as motionless as Mount Tai.

"This kid, so calm!" Lu Xianping looked at Mu Wushuang and sighed in his heart. The monster quickly disappeared in front of everyone. A gust of cold wind blew, and Mu Wushuang and others felt a bone-broken chill.

While everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, Mu Wushuang suddenly shouted loudly, raised his hands back suddenly, and grabbed the monster's wrist without bias. Li Tianmu and others all squeezed cold sweats.

The monster used the same trick again and flashed behind Mu Wushuang and slashed the sword. The monster was extremely tall. Fortunately, Mu Wushuang was born with a master. He grabbed the monster's hands in time and was not cut in half by the sickle. Although it was as if it were followed, the sharp blade of Li Mu Wushuang's chest was only about a foot.

Li Tianmu and Lu Xian are both masters of the world. Seeing that the monster was caught by Mu Wushuang and his wrist could not move, he immediately had a long sword and a pair of iron palms to hit the monster's back at the same time. Lu Xianping's long sword broke through the air and made a clear roar. Li Tianmu also had a purple flash on his face, and he used the authentic Tiangang hand with the Purple Elephant Divine Art.

Lu Xianping pierced the monster's body with a sword. He was just happy, but the light shook it and screamed in secret, because Li Tianmu's palms were also trapped in the monster's body. At this time, Li Tianmu was even more shocked than Lu Xianping. In Mu Wushuang's match, the monster's body was as if it was hit by Fai Xu, but he was like he was hitting in water. His palms were deeply trapped in the monster's body, and he had nowhere to focus.

After Mu Wushuang grabbed the monster, his wrist immediately sank, causing the monster to bend. Mu Wushuang slanted over his left leg and avoided the sickle in his chest, preparing to use the big stilt-hitting hand that Yang Tiantai taught him to knock the monster to the ground. Mu Wushuang had just accumulated enough strength, and suddenly felt that he had no strength in his hands. He couldn't hold it in his body and actually rushed straight to the sickle.

Mu Wushuang was naturally shocked: he clearly grabbed the monster, but suddenly his hand became empty. Seeing that he was about to hit the tip of the sickle, Mu Wushuang dodged and rubbed the giant sickle in front of his chest and spared it. After Mu Wushuang dodged the giant sickle, he immediately turned around with his right leg on the ground, but only saw Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping standing opposite him, and the monster disappeared out of thin air.

Li Tianmu and others saw it clearly. The monster turned into a shadow out of no sign, and then disappeared when it shrank to the ground. "What's going on?" Mu Wushuang asked. At this time, Li and Yang were still in the posture of making the move.

The two of them quickly stood up and looked around. Lu Xianping said with lingering fear: "Oh no, the monster is not using the ground escape technique, but the microcosm technique! It just now deliberately slowly drilled into the soil just to mislead us! This thing is so cunning, and it is extremely difficult to hurt its true body!"

Li Tianmu nodded and thought for a serious look. After thinking about it, Mu Wushuang said, "Now, the only one who can touch its true body is Wushuang. Mix the ball, you will find the right opportunity to give it a fatal blow! Your uncle Feng Jue and I will help you make bait!"

"But Master, uncle," Mu Wushuang also said with a serious expression, "I beat this monster like a cotton bag. It's hard to say whether I can hurt it."

"You can at least hit its true body, but we can't even touch the true body of a monster. How can we hit it?" Li Tianmu said helplessly.

Mu Wushuang and the other two faced each other, looking carefully at each other's back. The monster liked to take action suddenly behind his back, and acted very quickly, but it was as silent as a shadow. If anyone except Mu Wushuang had killed him, he would have died on the spot.

When the surroundings were dead silent, Mu Wushuang suddenly felt nervous and ran towards Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai was applying medicine to Zeng Ding while nervously watching the movements of Mu Wushuang and the other two. Seeing Mu Wushuang suddenly running over, Yang Tiantai felt cold and shouted inwardly: "It's over!"

Sure enough, Yang Tiantai glanced at a cold light that rushed from not far from his right shoulder. "My life is over!" Yang Tiantai sighed silently with a loss of thought. When Yang Tiantai thought there was nothing to hide, Mu Wushuang suddenly appeared in front of him and raised his hands up. Yang Tiantai suddenly felt a chill in his scalp, his long hair spread out, and he was in a mess.

At this time, Mu Wushuang's body was definitely not something he could control. He was at least thirty steps away from Yang Tiantai just now. Mu Wushuang could not use light skills but still jumped over. When he came to Yang Tiantai, he immediately raised the monster's sickle with both hands to help Yang Tiantai escape the disaster.

If Mu Wushuang had arrived a moment later, Yang Tiantai and Zeng Ding would have already fallen to the ground. Seeing that the monster failed to attack, the same trick disappeared again. At this time, Mu Wushuang came back to his senses and scared him to breathe heavily.

Mu Wushuang said silently with fear, "It's almost too late! It's so dangerous." Mu Wushuang stood up and took a deep breath, immediately glanced at Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping. Mu Wushuang glanced at Yang Tiantai and Zeng Ding in a mess, and actually smiled and said, "Two uncles, thank me later. I can't be distracted now."

Mu Wushuang was actually right. Now everyone's safety is almost entirely dependent on him. If he fails, someone will die on the spot.

Yang Tiantai originally wanted to Xie Mu Wushuang to make a fuss, but seeing his virtue, Yang Tiantai could only say angrily; "It's time, I'm still smiling! You are such a bastard! Hurry up and go to your master and uncle!"

Mu Wushuang walked quickly towards Li Tianmu and Lu Xianping while meditating on the strategy of facing the enemy, but he could not find any clue.

"This ghost thing must not have met the one in the morning. The monster in the morning is incomparable to the one in front of you. The person who holds the sickle likes to attack behind the back. If the sneak attack does not make it happen, it's so fucking difficult to deal with! If it's once or twice, I can barely catch it, but it will definitely not work if it's exhausted. What should I do?"

Mu Wushuang thought quickly and silently. Moreover, Mu Wushuang felt that something important was ignored by him, but he just couldn't remember it.
Chapter completed!