The night is deep and the mountains and forests are silent.

Hao Xuan looked at the three black-clothed monks lying on the ground and opened his mouth wide, "Senior Brother, your formation is too powerful..."

Only one encounter, a roar, a flash of fire, and a formation exploded.

These three monks in black who had good cultivation died unexpectedly...

Hao Xuan looked shocked, Mo Hua was still a little happy in his heart, but on the surface, he still had to maintain the face of "Xiao Senior Brother", so he nodded reservedly:

"It's okay..."

Conventionally, he has to use fireball to finish the attack.

But this time Hao Xuan was nearby, Mo Hua did not do anything, so as not to make him feel that his young senior brother was vicious.

This destroyed his friendly image of "simple and kindness" among his classmates.

Three men in black died.

Mo Hua picked up his finger and drew a golden light, cutting through the masks of the three people, but under the masks were still covered with the dirty and black flesh and blood corroded by the demonic energy.

"Will someone be disfigured if they die..."

Ink painting frowned slightly.

In this case, you have to capture one alive so that you can see their appearance clearly?

Hao Xuan whispered: "There are four people left. Will I go and lure them over again?"

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, shook her head and said:

"No need, just four people, there is no need to attract them... I guess you can't attract them..."

"There are five people who have disappeared. No matter how stupid they are, they know that you have a problem. When you show up, they should be more cautious and even think about running away..."

Hao Xuan said in confusion: "What should I do?"

"I'll go over and take a look," Mo Hua thought for a while, and then said to Hao Xuan, "If you haven't healed your injury, just stay invisible nearby and don't take action."

"But..." Hao Xuan hesitated for a moment and said with some concern, "You can't set up the formation in advance. It's also very dangerous to face those black-clothed monks..."

"My spell is very powerful!" Mo Hua said.

Hao Xuan was slightly stunned.

If he remembered correctly, it seems that the Taoist teaching assessment of the ink painting only had one "C".

Can C be considered very powerful?

Hao Xuan wanted to say something, but seeing Mo Hua's confident look, he thought it would be better to be honest and "obedient".

Hao Xuan said, "That little brother, be careful."

Mo Hua nodded, "Don't worry."

There are a total of nine monks in black in the early stage of foundation building.

Five people were killed by using the formation to "fish" and they were killed.

The remaining four are completely fish on the chopping board, and it is impossible for them to escape from their palms.

The eyes of the ink painting are a bit dangerous.

Hao Xuan looked at Mo Hua and felt in a trance that these black-clothed monks who had killed the five of them to the death, in the eyes of his "little senior brother", were like...

Like chicks?

No...

...

On the other hand, the battle between Cheng Mo and the other three and four monks in black continued.

Cheng Mo and the other two were at a disadvantage.

They were chased before, fighting and retreating along the way, and their spirits were exhausted.

Although the number of monks in black has dropped sharply and there are only four people left, they still feel more and more difficult.

But now is the best opportunity to escape.

If they can hold on, there will be a turning point and may escape.

Otherwise, when the other men in black caught Hao Xuan - or if they didn't catch him, they would just turn back and they would be ineffective.

Hao Xuan has good body skills, they know that.

In this case, Cheng Mo and the others could only expect that Hao Xuan would hold on for a while.

Although the other four men in black had the upper hand, their faces became more and more serious.

Five people have gone, but have not come back yet.

I don’t know if it was dragged down or ambushed.

Although it is unlikely that you will lose your life, if you delay it for a long time, it will inevitably lead to changes.

My group of people traveled in black at night and did something shameful. Things can change easily for a long time. Once exposed, they will die without a place to bury them.

The monk in black in the head was uneasy and suddenly gritted his teeth and said:

"Take drugs, fight quickly!"

The other three men in black were stunned and hesitant.

But they dared not ignore the orders of "Big Brother".

The three of them took a step back and took out a blood-colored pill from somewhere. Before Cheng Mo and others could react, they quickly fed it into their mouths.

In a blink of an eye, the aura of the four people suddenly increased, and bloodshots appeared in their eyes.

Cheng Mo and the other two looked shaking.

"Evil Pill?"

They all felt something was wrong in their hearts.

They were originally at a disadvantage, but now these four men in black have all eaten evil pills and their cultivation has increased by a fraction.

If this continues, I'm afraid it will be a lot of danger...

Cheng Mo gritted his teeth and said nonchalantly:

"A group of evil beasts! Even if I die today, I will take you back!"

After saying that, he roared angrily, his eyes widened, his upper body muscles covered with a deep bronze color, his blood was boiling, and his whole aura was like a giant axe that opened up mountains and cracked the ground.

Axe to open the mountain!

This is the Cheng family's ancestors' teachings, with simple moves and rough power.

After the Taoist law is activated, the flesh is like steel, and the axe blade has the power to open mountains and crack stones.

But the duration is limited.

His realm has limited cultivation and cannot fully exert the power of this Taoist Dharma.

Cheng Mo forced himself to use it, and was overdrawing his blood and fighting the monk in black.

Situ Jian and Yang Qianjun next to him, seeing Cheng Mo want to fight to the death, they also knew that it was at the critical moment and had to fight to the death.

There is still a glimmer of hope for a fight.

If you don't fight, you will definitely die.

Situ Jian pointed at the same time, urging the sword energy to the extreme, and a layer of shiny red and fiery fire enveloped his spiritual sword.

Yang Qianjun's eyes shone out of golden eyes, and a dazzling golden light was also condensed on the spear.

For a moment, the three of them looked pale, but they were very warlike.

When Mo Hua arrived, she happened to see this scene and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The children of aristocratic families are indeed extraordinary.

These aristocratic families have powerful moves passed down from generation to generation, and they are very powerful at first glance.

Especially Cheng Mo.

He usually looks uncontrollable, but when he is fighting for life and death, he holds two axes in his hand and is in awe of fighting spirit, just like a angrily glowing eyes of a Vajra, with amazing momentum.

In addition, Situ Jian and Yang Qianjun were both fire and gold, and their spiritual power was surging, which was no less than that.

that is……

Looks a little too stupid...

This kind of move with a big opening and closing is powerful, but if you don’t have enough experience and use it well, it will have great disadvantages.

Sure enough, the monk in black in the head, although his face was solemn, he was not very anxious. Instead, he ordered in a deep voice:

"These three boys are going to fight to the death. You can't stand it. Be careful..."

A trace of sharpness flashed in the black-clothed boss' eyes, "It must not be long. Slowly consume them, and they will be dead if they are exhausted!"
To be continued...