"What a waste, it would hurt in the hands of a little hairy child!" Seeing the tragic situation of his junior brother, Wang Feng was really angry at this time, and he didn't help, just an adult at the peak of the Dao realm, he was actually injured in the hands of a child who was only in the early stage of his cultivation, and it was a bit embarrassing to say it.

Qingmei Daochang saw this scene, but there was a smile in his eyes, the other party is stealing chickens and not being able to counter the rice, his own disciple has been in 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, but when it comes to mastering the technique, the other party is really not necessarily the opponent of his own disciple.

Although Mo He doesn't have many spells to learn now, but because he knows less, he has practiced repeatedly for what he knows, and with the help of the innate immortal aura in the sea of knowledge, Mo He has mastered the few spells he is learning now.

Hearing Zhao Hu's scream, Mo He's eyes narrowed, and after hesitating for less than half a second, he pinched the magic trick in his hand again, condensed a wooden thorn, and shot towards Zhao Hu again.

This is the first time Mo He has come to this world to fight, and he will injure a person, and he will be further ruthless, which is a little unaccustomed to him.

However, when Qingmei Daoist taught for many years, in addition to imparting various knowledge to Mo He, he would also tell Mo He some of his own experiences, so that Mo He knew how dangerous the battle between cultivators was.

Therefore, after only slightly hesitating for less than half a second, Mo He knew what he should do. The few 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 own, and his body was stronger than his own, and it didn't take much effort to break free, so now taking advantage of this opportunity, he couldn't let the other party have a chance to breathe.

Seeing Mo He shoot out the second wooden thorn, Zhao Hu, who screamed miserably in his mouth, can't care less about continuing to scream now, if he doesn't react now, he will really be planted here today.

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

"It's a pity!" Mo He couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart when he saw Zhao Hu dodging, and at the same time, he reacted quickly, turned around and ran towards the back.

Since the other party has reacted, then he will be a little dangerous next, and he can't fight hard with the other party, so he has to outwit him.

Not long after Mo He left the place where he was standing just now, a fist-sized fireball fell to the place where he was standing just now, blasting a pit the size of a wellhead and about half a meter in the ground.

"Little cub, I'm going to kill you!"

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

Qingmei Daoist saw Mo He running towards the back mountain, and his heart settled down a little, not knowing that Mo He wanted to take advantage of the geographical advantage to deal with this Zhao Hu.

On this Mochizuki Mountain, Mo He is already very familiar with it, plus Mo He's spells, as long as he enters the back mountain, maybe it will be Zhao Hu who is more auspicious than others.

The further along the path of cultivation, the greater the gap between each realm, and at the beginning of cultivation, the cultivation advantage of the same realm is actually not too obvious, and it can often be made up by many methods.

That Zhao Hu chased towards the back mountain, and Wang Feng, who was fighting with Qingmei Dao, suddenly said: "Don't chase that kid, come back and deal with this old guy with me, and kill him with the strength of the two of us, that kid will not be kneaded by others at that time!"

Hearing his senior brother shouting this, he had just pulled out the wooden thorns on his body, and Zhao Hu, who was about to chase after him, immediately stopped, turned his head to look at Qingmei Daochang, and gave up his plan to go to Mohe.

Just like his senior brother said, he has to clean up this old guy, and the little one is left, and he won't be allowed to knead it by himself when the time comes.

"Not good!" And at this time, Qingmei Daoist secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, this Zhao Hu's cultivation was only in the realm of entering the Dao, and he didn't pay attention to himself, but now he was facing an opponent who was equal, and there was a Zhao Hu next to him to harass, I was afraid that he would fall into disadvantage.

"I can only find a way to kill this Zhao Hu by surprise!" said Qingmei Daochang.

And Zhao Hu over there, I don't know if he guessed the thoughts of the Qingmei Daoist, but he just stood in the distance, pinched the seal in his hand, condensed a fireball, and shot towards the Qingmei Daoist, resolutely not approaching the Qingmei Daoist.

Seeing this scene, Qingmei Daochang also felt helpless, so he could only grit his teeth and activate his little magical powers.

"Little Divine Power - Aoki Fusion Armor!"

The little magic power was activated, and the surrounding grass and trees converged towards the Qingmei Dao Chief, and in an instant, the Qingmei Dao Chang turned into a little giant of about five meters, with a slight wave of his hand, a piece of grass and trees was like a knife, flying towards Zhao Hu over there.

"Little Divine Power - Chiming Ghost Fire!" Seeing that the Qingmei Daoist had already cast his small magical powers, Wang Feng also immediately displayed his own small magical powers, and they all condensed a ball of red and blood-like flames, and this Qingmei Daoist shot out.

Qingmei Daochang raised a layer of grass and wood defense, but this layer of flames actually passed through the defense and fell directly on the little giant incarnated by Qingmei Daochang.

"Haha, my senior brother's supernatural power, as long as the target of the attack is determined, it is like a ghost, entangled, and it can't be stopped at all!" Zhao Hu, who was standing on the side, saw this, and immediately laughed, in the past, he and Wang Feng joined forces, as long as Wang Feng's supernatural power came out, the overall situation was basically decided.

Just as Zhao Hu was laughing, a wooden thorn shot silently from behind him, aiming directly at the back of his heart.

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

"Little cub, I've been guarding against you for a long time!" Zhao Hu laughed, and then the smile on his face froze, because he didn't even find the trace of Mo He in his sight.

Before he could turn around again, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and a sharp blade had pierced his back, and then the blade was pulled out and flew towards the grass not far away.

"Wood Concealment Technique!" Mo He's figure was revealed, he reached out to catch the dagger that flew back, and without hesitation, he condensed a wooden thorn again and shot towards Zhao Hu, who was already injured.

This wood concealment technique was the first technique he practiced, and the dagger in his hand was also the first magic weapon given to him by the Qingmei Daoist, and he has made contributions today.

Seeing another wooden thorn flying in, Zhao Hu struggled, strengthened the spiritual power in his body, and sent out a fireball, which collided with the wooden thorn.

However, this spell made Zhao Hu's mouth spurt out a mouthful of blood, just now Mo He's sneak attack, the dagger pierced his back of the heart, has pierced his heart, and now if there is no elixir to help, such an injury is enough to be fatal.

Mo He saw that Zhao Hu, who was seriously injured like this, seemed to still have the power to resist, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little dignified, there was not much spiritual power left in his body now, and if he continued to perform the Wood Thorn Technique, I am afraid that he could only condense three Wood Thorns at most, and I don't know if I can solve Zhao Hu.

"Senior brother save me!" Zhao Hu also felt his injury now, and with his last strength, he took out a pill and swallowed it quickly, and then loudly asked Wang Feng on the side for help.

Wang Feng is now fighting with Qingmei Daochang, it has reached a critical moment, the little giant that Qingmei Daoist has incarnated into is now shrouded in a layer of flames, which is difficult to extinguish for a while, Wang Feng is now waiting for the moment when Qingmei Daochang gets out of 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.

But at this time, he heard his junior brother's cry for help, and saw that his uncompetitive junior brother was once again in danger, and he was at a life-and-death juncture, which made Wang Feng eager to kill this pig immediately.

Seeing that a new spike condensed in Mo He's hand had flown out of his hand, although Wang Feng was unwilling to give up the opportunity to kill this Qingmei Daoist with one blow, he also didn't want to watch Zhao Hu die, although this junior brother was a little stupid and reckless in doing things, but fortunately, he was quite obedient, if he was missing by his side, many things would not be convenient in the future.

With a slight wave of his hand, a wind blade flew out, cutting the wooden thorn shot out by Mo He in two, and the Qingmei Dao Chief, who was wrapped in flames, seized this opportunity and quickly got out of the flames, and then arranged a layer of defense in front of him before Wang Feng used the jade talisman.

"Hey!" Seeing this, Wang Feng pulled the jade talisman in his hand, but in the end he didn't choose to activate it, and let out a helpless sigh from his mouth.

Retracting the crimson orb floating on his chest, Wang Feng walked quickly to Zhao Hu's side, took out a pill in his hand, and put it in his mouth.

"Dao Chief, let's talk today, how about it end here!" Now Wang Feng doesn't want to continue fighting, Zhao Hu's injuries must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

"Your Excellency can fight if you want to, and ask to stop if you don't want to fight, how can there be such a good thing in the world!" Qingmei Dao Chang said expressionlessly, the spiritual power on his body did not converge, and he seemed to be ready to do it at any time.

Hearing the words of Qingmei Dao Chief, the expression on Wang Feng's face stiffened, and he said coldly: "If Dao Chang wants to fight again, I'm afraid he won't be able to take advantage of it." ”

"You can't take advantage of it, then you have to try it to know!" "Qingmei Daochang's tone was not at all concedent, and his attitude was very tough.

Wang Feng looked at Zhao Hu who had fallen to the ground, exhaled, and then continued: "What does the Dao Chief want?"

"I have to give an explanation today, otherwise after that, my place will not make people come and leave if they want to!" Seeing this, Qingmei Dao Chang's tone suddenly softened a little and said.

Hearing Qingmei Dao Chang's somewhat softened tone, Wang Feng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.