"What a waste, he would be injured in the hands of a little kid!" Seeing his junior brother's miserable situation, Wang Feng was really angry at this time. It would be fine if he didn't help. An adult at the peak of the Taoist realm was actually injured in the hands of a child with only the early stage of entering the Taoist realm. It was a bit embarrassing to say it.

When Master Qingmei saw this scene, he showed a smile in his eyes. The other party just steals a chicken but loses the rice. His disciple has entered the Tao for a year, and his cultivation may not be as good as the other party, and his fighting experience is definitely far inferior. However, when it comes to mastering magic, the other party is not necessarily an opponent of his disciple.

Although Mo He has not learned many techniques now, he has practiced repeatedly about what he knows. With the help of the innate indestructible spiritual light in the sea of ​​consciousness, Mo He has mastered the techniques he has now learned very well.

Hearing Zhao Hu's scream, Mo He narrowed his eyes, hesitated for less than half a second, and pinched the magic tricks in his hand again, condensed a wooden thorn, and shot at Zhao Hu again.

This was Mo He's first battle in this world, and he had to take further ruthless measures. This was a bit unaccustomed to him.

However, when Master Qingmei was teaching for many years, in addition to imparting various knowledge to Mo He, he would also tell Mo He about his experiences so that Mo He knew how dangerous the struggle between practitioners was.

So, after hesitating for less than half a second, Mo He knew what he should do. The vines he summoned with the talisman were not very tough, and he could find a way to break free. The other party's cultivation was higher than his and his body was stronger than his. It would not take much effort to break free. So now taking advantage of this opportunity, he could not give the other party a chance to breathe.

When Zhao Hu saw Mo He shoot out the second wooden thorn and screaming in his mouth, he doesn't care about continuing to scream. If he doesn't react now, he will really fall here today.

Enduring the pain in his body, Zhao Hu used all his strength to circulate the spiritual power in his body, and the vines that bound his hands and feet were pulled out of the soil by him. At the same time, his body fell backwards and quickly avoided the wooden thorn that Mo He shot.

"What a pity!" Mo He felt a little regretful when he saw Zhao Hu avoiding him. At the same time, his feet reacted quickly, turned around and ran towards the back.

Since the other party reacted, it would be a little dangerous next time. You can't confront the other party head-on, you have to be smart.

Shortly after Mo He left where he was standing, a fist-sized fireball fell to the place where he was standing, and a pit the size of a wellhead and about half a meter was blown up on the ground.

"Baby, I'm going to kill you!"

At this time, Zhao Hu's angry roar also sounded, and Taoist Qingmei and Wang Feng, who were fighting, both distracted their attention to this side.

Taoist Qingmei saw Mo He running towards the back mountain, and felt a little calmer. He didn't know that Mo He wanted to take advantage of the advantage of the geographical advantage to deal with Zhao Hu.

Mo He is already very familiar with this on the Moon-Wangyue Mountain. With Mo He's magic, as long as he enters the back mountain, it may be Zhao Hu who is more inauspicious.

The further you go on the path of cultivation, the greater the gap between each realm. At the beginning of cultivation, the advantage of cultivation at the same realm is actually not too obvious, and many ways can be used to make up for it.

Zhao Hu chased towards the back mountain. Wang Feng, who was fighting with Taoist Qingmei, suddenly said: "Don't chase that boy, come back and deal with this old guy with me. Kill him with my two powers. Then that boy is still allowed to be kneaded!"

Hearing his senior brother shouted this, and just pulled out the wooden thorn on his body, Zhao Hu, who was about to chase after him in the back mountain, immediately stopped, turned to look at Taoist Qingmei, and gave up his plan to go to Mohe.

Just as my senior brother said, I have to deal with this old guy, and the little one left, so I will not let myself knead it.

"Not good!" At this time, Taoist Qingmei secretly shouted in her heart. Zhao Hu's cultivation level is only at the level of entering the Tao, and he doesn't take it seriously to him. But now he is facing an opponent with a comparable match, and there is a Zhao Hu harassment next to him, he may be at a disadvantage.

"I can only find a way to kill this Zhao Hu unexpectedly!" Master Qingmei thought so.

Zhao Hu on the other side guessed Taoist Qingmei’s thoughts, but he just stood in the distance, pinched the seal in his hand, condensed a fireball, and shot towards Taoist Qingmei, resolutely not getting close to Taoist Qingmei.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Qingmei felt helpless and could only grit her teeth and activate her little magical powers.

"Little magical power-Azuki Fuji Armor!"

The little magic power was activated, and the surrounding plants and trees gathered towards Taoist Qingmei. In an instant, Taoist Qingmei transformed into a small giant about five meters. With a light wave of his hand, a piece of plants and trees flew towards Zhao Hu there like a knife.

"Small magical power - Chiming Ghost Fire!" Seeing that Taoist Qingmei had already used the small magical power, Wang Feng immediately used his little magical power, and all condensed a ball of red and blood-like flame. Taoist Qingmei shot it away.

Taoist Qingmei raised a layer of grass and trees to defend, but this layer of flame actually passed through the defense and fell directly on the little giant who was transformed into Taoist Qingmei.

"Haha, as long as my senior brother determines the target of the attack, it will be like possessing a ghost, entangled and cannot be stopped at all!" Zhao Hu, who was standing aside, immediately burst into laughter when he saw this. In the past, he and Wang Feng joined forces. As long as Wang Feng's magical power was released, the overall situation would be basically settled.

Just as Zhao Hu was laughing, a wooden thorn shot silently from behind him, and the target pointed directly into his back.

At this moment, Zhao Hu seemed to have eyes on his back, and suddenly turned around and a big knife appeared in his hand, which split the wood thorn in half with one knife.

"Baby, I've been on guard against you for a long time!" Zhao Huning smiled, and then the smile on his face froze because he was not in sight and found Mo He's traces.

Before he could turn back, he suddenly felt a pain coming from his back. A sharp blade had already pierced into his back. Then the blade was pulled out and flew towards the grass not far away.

"Muhi Hidden Technique!" Mo He's figure appeared, and he reached out to catch the dagger that flew back. Without hesitation, a wooden thorn condensed again and shot at the injured Zhao Hu.

This wood hidden technique was the first technique he practiced. The dagger in his hand was also the first magic weapon that Taoist Qingmei gave him. Today, they all made contributions.

Seeing another wooden thorn flying over, Zhao Hu struggled for a moment, forcing the spiritual power in his body, and emitting a fireball, colliding with the wooden thorn.

However, this magic made Zhao Hu spew a mouthful of blood. Mo He's sneak attack just now, the dagger pierced his back and had pierced his heart. If there was no spiritual medicine to treat him, such injuries would be fatal.

Seeing Zhao Hu so seriously injured, Mo He seemed to still have the power to resist, and he couldn't help but feel a little solemn. There was not much spiritual power left in his body now. If he continued to use the Wood Sprig Technique, he would probably only condense three Wood Sprigs at most. I wonder if Zhao Hu could be solved.

"Senior Brother, save me!" Zhao Hu also felt his injuries now. With the last strength, he took out a pill and swallowed it quickly, and then shouted to Wang Feng who was beside him for help.

Wang Feng’s battle with Taoist Qingmei has reached a critical moment. The little giant transformed by Taoist Qingmei is now covered with a layer of flame, which is difficult to extinguish for a while. Wang Feng is now waiting for Taoist Qingmei to escape from the flames, he can kill with one blow.

Thinking of this, a jade talisman was in Wang Feng's hand, and he pulled it tightly again.

But at this time, he heard the call for help from his junior brother, and saw that his unsatisfied junior brother was in danger again, and was in a critical moment of life and death, which made Wang Feng want to kill the pig immediately.

Seeing that the new sharp thorn condensed in Mo He's hand had flew out, Wang Feng was unwilling to give up the opportunity of Taoist Qingmei's killing with one blow, but he didn't want to see Zhao Hu die. Although this junior brother was a little stupid and a little reckless in doing things, fortunately he was still obedient. If he was missing him by his side, many things would not be convenient in the future.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a wind blade flew out, slashing the wood spike Mo He shot into two pieces. Master Qingmei, who was wrapped in flames, seized this opportunity and quickly escaped from the flames. Then, before Wang Feng used the jade talisman, he arranged a layer of defense in front of him.

"Oh!" Seeing this, Wang Feng pulled the jade talisman in his hand, but in the end he did not choose to inspire him, and a helpless sigh came out.

After retracting the red orb floating on his chest, Wang Feng quickly walked to Zhao Hu, took out a pill from his hand and put it into his mouth.

"Master, today's competition, what's the point!" Wang Feng no longer wants to continue to fight. Zhao Hu's injuries must find a place to deal with as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

"Your Excellency will fight if you want to fight, and if you don't want to fight, you will ask to stop. There is no such good thing in the world!" Taoist Qingmei spoke expressionlessly, and her spiritual power was not restrained, as if she was ready to take action at any time.

Hearing Taoist Qingmei's words, Wang Feng's expression froze and he said coldly: "If the Taoist Master wants to continue fighting, he may not be able to gain any advantage."

"If you can't take advantage of it, you have to try it out!" Taoist Qingmei said in a slight tone and her attitude was very tough.

Wang Feng looked at Zhao Hu who was lying on the ground, exhaled, and continued, "What do you think of that Taoist priest?"

"I must give an explanation today, otherwise, my place will make people come whenever I want to come, and leave whenever I want to go!" Master Qingmei suddenly said with a little ease when he saw this.

Hearing Taoist Qingmei's tone relieved a little, Wang Feng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!