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Chapter 22 Fighting

"Oh, it turns out that the two are new Taoist officials. It's really rude!" After Master Qingmei learned the identities of the two people in front of him, the expression on his face not only did not relax, but instead became a little more solemn.

"My brothers and brothers are here today. In addition to visiting the Taoist priest, they also hope to have a chance to have a chance to compete with the Taoist priest. I hope the Taoist priest will not give him any advice." Wang Feng looked at Taoist Qingmei opposite and Mo He, who was not old, and sensed that there was no one else hiding in the Qingmei Temple behind them. So he moved his eyes slightly and said with a wink at Zhao Hu beside him.

"After a discussion, fellow Taoist might as well talk about how to discuss it?" Taoist Qingmei knew that the person in front of him treated him as a soft persimmon. When he saw Qingmei, he was the only one who was himself and Mo He, and seemed to have some bad thoughts.

"If the Taoist priest wins, my brothers and I turn around and leave. From then on, we will take a detour to Wangyue Mountain. But if the Taoist priest Qingmei loses, then you might as well ask the Taoist priest to change the place, leave Zi'an County, and settle in another place!" Wang Feng said with a smile on his face and said in a slow tone.

"It seems that I really can't be good today. Since that's the case, I'll learn about the methods of fellow Taoist Wang Feng!" Master Qingmei already understood at this time. The other party just wanted to grab territory. Not to mention the matter that concerns face, it was impossible for him to agree. He just said that he had been in Zi'an County for so long and was about to get something to gain. How could he leave and find another place?

Regarding these two robbers who came to the door, Taoist Qingmei wanted to keep his hands and kill them neatly, but she was a little worried that these two were brothers, so would there be a master behind them, or even a master?

"The Taoist priest is quick to speak, then you will offend!" Wang Feng nodded immediately when he heard Taoist Qingmei's words, and then used his spiritual power to fly out of his back. The sword on his back immediately flew out from behind, turned into a silver light, and stabbed towards Taoist Qingmei.

Mo He stood beside Taoist Qingmei and saw a silver light coming like lightning. He felt that his hair was standing up at this moment.

Before Mo He could react, a green light lit up on Taoist Qingmei, who was standing in front of him, spreading rapidly to Mo He. Then Mo He felt his body being pushed back by a soft and powerful force, and his body flew lightly for dozens of meters away.

"bite!"

At the same time, a sound of gold and iron clashing came from Mo He's ears, and then he saw that at some point, Taoist Qingmei had a long sword in his hand, holding the flying sword.

"Master Taoist is very capable!" Wang Feng praised loudly, but his hand was constantly moving. He pinched a seal with one hand, condensed an invisible wind blade in front of him, attacking Taoist Qingmei. At the same time, with a thought, the flying sword flew quickly and kept wandering around the Taoist Qingmei within a radius of five meters.

Seeing this scene, Master Qingmei was calm and pinched a seal in his hand. The surrounding ground trembled slightly, and then countless vines broke out from the ground, not only blocking the flying wind blade, but also trying to capture the flying flying sword.

It’s a pity that the flying sword seemed to have a high grade, but it was fast and very sharp. It cut off one near vines. Seeing this, Taoist Qingmei could only throw out the magic sword in her hand and control it to resist the flying sword’s approaching.

"The Taoist Master is so high in his ability to achieve wood-sports magic, and the Fire Dragon Flowing Fire Technique, go!" As Taoist Master Qingmei's opponent, Wang Feng seems to be at ease now. He has never stopped talking until now, but his cultivation level cannot be underestimated.

A stack of talismans suddenly appeared in Wang Feng's hand, and quickly spread them forward. Under Wang Feng's control, these talismans were neatly laid into a vertical line, and then activated at the same time.

All the talismans were activated at the same time, releasing a raging fire. The temperature caused the surrounding air to rise by several degrees instantly. Under Wang Feng's control, these fires condensed into a roaring fire dragon and headed towards Taoist Qingmei.

"Tactics can be used like this!" Mo He felt a big eye-opener when he saw Wang Feng's method. He has also learned talismans and can draw many talismans with relatively low power. He always felt that these talismans are relatively small and may not play a big role in battle.

Now seeing how Wang Feng uses talismans, it is obvious that he combined magic and talismans to erupt such power.

Under Wang Feng's control, the fire dragon pounced into the vines, immediately ignited the vines, ignited a raging fire around it, and rushed towards Taoist Qingmei with its teeth and claws.

Feeling the power of this fire dragon, Taoist Qingmei was about to avoid it, but then she thought of Qingmei Temple and Mo He behind her, and gave up this idea.

Wang Feng, who was opposite, saw Taoist Qingmei not hiding, and the smile on his face became stronger. The reason why he chose to take action unexpectedly was to make Taoist Qingmei have no time to change the battlefield and take action in front of the Qingmei Temple. Taoist Qingmei will definitely have concerns. Now his goal has been achieved.

Just as the fire dragon rushed to Taoist Qingmei with the hot high temperature. Mo He was already worried about Taoist Qingmei, Taoist Qingmei suddenly waved his sleeves, and a green light flew out from it, like the scorching sun melting snow, instantly dispersing the fire dragon that was rushing towards him with its teeth and claws.

The scattered fire dragon burst into a large ball of sparks in the air, dissipating into nothingness in an instant.

The flames in the sky dissipated in front of him, and Taoist Qingmei stood quietly in place, her robe swaying gently in the wind, looking majestic at this moment.

"Spiritual weapon, I didn't expect that there would be such gains today. It's really a blessing!" Wang Feng on the opposite side saw the green light clearly. It was an emerald green bamboo stick with a bright green light on it, like a flawless jade carving, which made Wang Feng happy without being surprised!

"Okay, you have this sentence, don't think about walking down Wangyue Mountain easily today!" Hearing Wang Feng's words opposite, a sharp light flashed in Taoist Qingmei's eyes, and his heart suddenly became murderous.

"I'm afraid the Taoist priest doesn't have this ability yet!" Wang Feng laughed when he heard this, reached out and slapped his waist. A red bead flew out from his waist and floated in front of him.

As soon as the red bead appeared, it immediately emitted a bright red light. Standing at Mo He, dozens of meters away, also felt a wave of heat coming towards him. This was also a spiritual weapon, and a fire-moving spiritual weapon.

Wang Feng poured the spiritual power on his body into it, and the red bead immediately gushed out a rolling wave of fire and came towards Taoist Qingmei.

Taoist Qingmei reached out to the Qingyu bamboo stick and held it into his hand. Then the bamboo stick gently hit the ground, and green bamboos rose up from the ground, forming a barrier in front of his eyes, blocking the rolling waves of fire.

Wang Feng frowned slightly. His family naturally knew the power of the spiritual weapon in his hand, how could it be blocked so easily?

When I looked carefully, I found that there was a faint mist around the bamboos that blocked the fire waves, forming a layer of water film on the surface of these bamboos, which greatly reduced the power of the fire waves.

"I actually practiced a layer of such a spiritual forbidden. It's really a fool. In this way, it will be even more difficult to promote the bamboo stick in your hand to a magic weapon in the future!" Seeing this layer of water mist, Wang Feng immediately understood, and then shook his head and said.

"You don't have to worry about this. You'll think about how to leave my Moon Mountain intact!" Taoist Qingmei was completely indifferent to Wang Feng's words. The green jade bamboo stick in her hand was on the ground again, and vines broke out from the ground, tangled towards Wang Feng, and began to change defense into offense.

To achieve this, both sides have begun to do their true abilities, and they have recalled the flying swords around them and no longer distracted from harassment.

Mo He now retreated dozens of meters backwards, because the movement of Taoist Master Qingmei and Wang Feng fighting was getting louder and louder. If he stood too close, he might be affected.

However, when Mo He retreated, Zhao Hu, who was also standing there watching with a fleshy face, suddenly noticed Mo He.

"This old Taoist priest is very capable, and the senior brother may be difficult to take it down for a while. He and his younger disciple are still young and have low cultivation. They are not as good as..." Seeing Mo He retreating to the distance, Zhao Hu's eyes turned slightly, and he thought of a way to help Wang Feng.

At that moment, Zhao Hu began to move towards Mo He and soon approached Mo He, and was about to capture Mo He unexpectedly.

Seeing that it was less than ten meters away from Mohe, Zhao Hu was already overjoyed, "Look at me, this little guy won't surrender!"

He pinched a magic trick in his hand and activated his spiritual power. When Zhao Hu was about to perform his magic, he stood at Mo He less than ten meters away. At this time, he suddenly turned around and turned to Zhao Hu and sent a wooden thorn half a meter long.

This was really unexpected. Zhao Hu, who was originally planning to capture his prey, never thought that the prey he had already identified would take action first when he was about to take action, and the two of them instantly changed their identities.

Without any suspense, the half-meter-long wooden thorn pierced directly into Zhao Hu's shoulder, and at the same time led him to take several steps back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a talisman appeared in Mo He's hand, which instantly stimulated the talisman.

"Binding!"

Once the talisman was activated, several vines suddenly emerged from Zhao Hu's body around him, instantly tangling around him, binding Zhao Hu's hands and feet.
Chapter completed!
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