Liu Yaohe's delicate body jumped, jumped out of the carriage directly, holding a thick brush in his hand, and walked in the face of the cold arrow rain pen.

The ink is splashed, like an inscription, and the rich ink color surrounds her body, protecting her whole person.

Even when he saw Murong Feng and those rich children showing their flaws under the rain of arrows, Liu Yaohe even had the leisure to wave out an ink blot to help the other party stop the arrows.

In the end, Liu Yaohe gritted his teeth fiercely, drummed up his cultivation and turned into black ink, condensed on the tip of the pen, and shouted: "Break!"

The pen walks the dragon, a word of "broken" that is the size of a zhang, shining brightly, and the ink is black and appears in the air, and then swoops down towards the rain of arrows, scattering countless arrows.

And the people of the Demon Gate who released the arrows in the distance did not continue to release the arrows, and the three masters of the Jiedan who were secretly guarding had already swept to the mountains and forests in the distance, mingling with countless people from the Demon Gate, and the shots were also splashed with ink, and the momentum was magnificent.

In the end, the three of them teamed up to write a poem in the air to beg the thief, and with the power of the text, they killed more than 30 people from the Demon Gate, and the rest of the people from the Demon Gate fled.

Zhang Feng watched all this unhurriedly from a distance, and suddenly found that the fighting style of the Wendao monks was indeed different from that of the traditional Daomen.

Although there is no mystical technique, but a body of literary qi poured out, and with the cooperation of cultivation, the power is also extraordinary, and a body of heroic qi can be more connected with the power of heaven and earth.

Liu Yaohe's method of writing a word "broken" to shatter arrows is already very strong for a foundation-building monk, after all, the people of the Daomen are in the realm of foundation building, and the most they can do is master some basic techniques. But speaking of which, Liu Yaohe's application of Wenqi is just getting started.

The three old men in the distance, who probably have a half-Confucian realm, have been able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth to write a letter against thieves, and the power has doubled between shots, while the enemy seems to have been suppressed by heaven and earth, and his spiritual power has been stagnant, and his strength has suddenly dropped by two or three percent.

"I still remember someone saying that someone once used a poem to ask the gods to go down to the earth to help fight the war, and some people drew peerless beasts and countless illusions, I don't know if it's true. Zhang Feng looked at the unique fighting style of the Wendao monk and seriously experienced it.

Although he is a holy master of literature and Taoism.

But speaking of which, he has never relied on literary means to fight people.

Of course, Zhang Feng suspected that his Wendao Holy Master was actually just a special effect...... In any case, it is better to study hard now, and find an opportunity to see if you can use Wendao means in the future.

Zhang Feng looked at the battlefield in the distance, frowning and pondering.

Wu Liang and Lan Yun and the others in the carriage looked confused.

To tell the truth, they didn't react to anything just now, so they were carried over by the senior brother and someone with a carriage......

At this time, seeing Liu Yaohe, Murong Feng and the others who were walking with him being attacked, Lan Yun couldn't help but say at the moment: "Senior brother, don't we help them?"

"No, these rich children are also quite talented, unless the demon gate is stupid, they really think that this attack can kill them. Zhang Feng said slowly, "This should be a temptation of the Demon Gate, Murong Feng and they can handle it." ”

"Besides, my generation of monks, the most important thing is to be cautious when walking the rivers and lakes!"

"Since they've taken care of it, just let them do it themselves. When Zhang Feng said this, his face suddenly became serious, "The hearts of people in this cultivation realm are sinister and dangerous. If this is just a play by Murong Feng and them, just wait for us to help them deal with the rain of arrows, then wouldn't we be in danger?"

Lan Yun and Huo Linglong's faces changed, and they nodded deeply.

Wuliang bowed respectfully to Zhang Feng: "Senior brother's realm, it's really high!!"

"In the face of a crisis, I am so calm, I think of so much in just a few seconds, I am quick to think, and I am extremely smart! I did not forget to rescue us at the moment of crisis, this is a kind heart!"

"Senior brother, senior brother admires!"

Wu Liang's face was full of emotion.

Zhang Feng: "......"

Xiao Hei looked at the front a little indifferently, and said indifferently: "Master, why bother so much, let me make a move, they will die without a whole body in one move!"

Zhang Feng was so frightened that his sweat flowed out, and he hurriedly grabbed Xiao Hei's hands: "Big brother, I beg you, you are my master, as long as you don't make a move, you can do whatever you want!"

Xiao Hei sighed helplessly.

The host is really cowardly.

Zhang Feng was relieved when he saw that Xiao Hei had dispelled the idea of making a move.

This is special, even if he dies in battle, he can't let this kid make a move!

This shot is three million high-grade spirit stones!

People shed blood in wars, but I especially shed spirit stones in wars!

Who can withstand this!

I'm sorry, I'm scared!

The three old men came back breathlessly.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Liu Yaohe hurriedly greeted him with a concerned face.

"It's okay, it's okay. The old man at the head took a deep breath and waved his hand disappreciatively, "The number of the other party is a bit large, and there are two knot masters, the consumption is a little large, and there are some minor injuries." ”

The other two old Confucians also smiled wryly.

Liu Yaohe's face tightened, the teacher said in front of so many people that he was slightly injured, in fact, he was afraid that the injury was quite serious, but he was embarrassed to say it.

"Teacher, why don't you go back? We're not going to Bailongtai anymore. Liu Yaohe said complicatedly.

"No!" The old man at the head shook his head firmly, "The old man Tianyun has been teaching for countless years, and he finally came out with a good seedling who is expected to become a disciple of the inner gate of the Tianji Gate, how can he give up because he is afraid of the Demon Gate?"

"But teacher, you ......" Liu Yaohe's face was anxious.

"He'er, don't say any more. The old man Tianyun's eyes were extremely firm, "My generation of scholars, in addition to learning the truth of the world, the most accomplished thing is that the disciple is better than the teacher." ”

"Ten years of planting trees, one hundred years of educating people. Even if the old man dies, he must see his apprentice become an inner disciple of Tianjimen before he dies. ”

The two old Confucians on the side also laughed and said: "Tianyun is right, my generation of scholars, if you die, you will die, how can there be a reason to stop moving forward because of fear?"

"The saint said, if you die, you die!"

Liu Yaohe sighed.

The old man Tianyun touched Liu Yaohe's head, and took the two old Confucians behind him to hide in the mountains and forests again, secretly guarding.

Murong Feng withdrew his short sword, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the three old men. He had guessed before that this Liu Yaohe must be escorted by a teacher from the Tianyun Poetry Society, but now he sees that this is indeed the case.

It's not in vain that he stammered Liu Yaohe along the way, and he was able to be escorted by these three teachers of the Tianyun Poetry Society, and he was stable.

"Miss Liu," Murong Feng walked briskly, "Thank you to the three teachers of the Tianyun Poetry Society for secretly guarding us this time, with these three Wendao powerhouses guarding us, we will be safe all this way." ”

"No, it's not. Liu Yaohe shook his head, "This time, it should just be a temptation from the Demon Gate." ”

"And then the real attack. ”

"Now the three teachers who secretly protected me have been injured, and the Demon Gate has also figured out our strength, I'm afraid that ...... next" Liu Yaohe didn't say any more.

Murong Feng was stunned for a moment, his body shook suddenly, and his handsome face had turned pale!

"Miss Liu, let's hurry up! Maybe we can get rid of the demon gate!" Murong Feng urged a little.

It's really Liu Yaohe's analysis is too scary! It directly scared this rich boy.

If it weren't for the image, Murong Feng would have run away by now.

In any case, Murong Feng is not a true cultivator, that is, he was born in a wealthy family, and his family spent a high price to get the exercises of the Qi refining period, thinking that he could ascend to the sky and become a cultivator through Bailongtai in one step.

But in the final analysis, he is no different from mortals, and he has never experienced the cruelty of life and death in the cultivation realm.

At the moment, Murong Feng was really frightened.

"The Demon Gate is already eyeing us, and we can't get rid of it no matter what. Liu Yaohe recalled something with a complicated expression, and suddenly said: "However, I seem to have found a master, maybe I can let him protect us." ”

"Who?" Murong Feng was suddenly surprised.

Liu Yaohe turned his head to look at Zhang Feng, who had already run away with the carriage in the distance.

"Just him?" asked Murong Feng with a suspicious and tentative expression.

"Yes, this son's strength is absolutely extraordinary. Liu Yaohe looked affirmative.

At this moment, Murong Feng was a little confused.

He couldn't understand what was so extraordinary about a mediocre Qi refining period?

What's so ...... Is it okay for me to be several times stronger than him in this Qi refining period?

I'm so good that I'm also practicing qi at the sixth layer, and then look at that ordinary guy, with an ordinary qi refining period breath, at most he will be refining qi at three or four layers!

"Miss Liu, don't be deceived by him!" Murong Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I admit that this person is indeed a little clever and good at reciting poetry. ”

But his unremarkable appearance is definitely not a master. ”

"Look at his mediocre Qi refining period cultivation...... If you can go beyond five layers, I Murong Feng will eat upside down!

Murong Feng didn't witness the scene where Zhang Feng was running wildly with the carriage. He didn't know it at this time.

Based on his words alone, his food for the year has been settled......

Practicing the 900th layer of qi, I'm messing with you?

Murong Feng pointed to Zhang Feng, who had been in the distance for a long time, and said coldly: "Miss Liu, if this person is really a hidden powerhouse, why would he run away directly?"

"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for Miss Liu's face, I would have wanted to drive him away directly! Just now we resisted desperately, and he was there watching the excitement from afar, you see, he was still combing his hair there!

Liu Yaohe didn't seem to hear Murong Feng's words, she just looked at Zhang Feng intently.

Recalling the scene of Zhang Feng carrying the carriage and running wildly at an exaggerated speed, Liu Yaohe suddenly became curious about this man.

What a power that has to be.

And he must have sensed the rain of arrows coming, which shows that his divine sense is also extremely powerful.

"That's great. Liu Yaohe lost his mind and said, "Not only is he talented, but he also has strong strength." ”

Murong Feng: "...... Are you blind?"

"Well, since you don't want to, then I'll go and ask him for protection myself. Liu Yaohe said, walking in the direction of Zhang Feng.

The little face is slightly red.

Breathing is slightly rapid.

The two long legs trembled slightly.