Their fists clenched, and Han Mo clearly felt their anger, and he whispered, "Don't act rashly, everything is under my command." ”

Dasha begged: "Big brother hooligan, little senior sister has been beaten like this, let's not wait." ”

"Rushing up can only send you to death!"

"......"

"Listen to my arrangement, I won't watch your little sister have an accident." The three Dasha brothers restrained the impulse in their hearts and stood in place, staring at the weasel spirit with their eyes.

After a burst of mobilization, Gou Yuanfeng rushed forward with the Xuanmen disciples beside him.

The weasel spirit was very disdainful, and with a wave of his palm, the ghost soldiers in front of him immediately pounced. In an instant, the two sides were fighting together.

The leader of the ghost soldiers seemed to know that Gou Yuanfeng was the most powerful person among them, and went straight to him. However, Gou Yuanfeng is not a stupid person and is very self-aware.

Stepping on the mysterious steps, he shuttled and led the leader of the ghost soldiers to the other Xuanmen disciples. When the leader of the ghost soldiers makes a move, he will pretend to resist again.

However, his attack was directly smashed by the leader of the ghost soldiers, and the fierce ghost aura fell, and Gou Yuanfeng dodged to avoid it. However, the Xuanmen disciple beside him was not so easy to dodge.

The fierce ghost qi passed through his body, and the Xuanmen disciple beside Gou Yuanfeng immediately fell to the ground and screamed miserably.

He was bleeding from all his orifices, and his hands were scratching at his body.

Han Mo's face was gloomy, Gou Yuanfeng was clearly acting, and this person was too scheming.

"Wow, evil animal, you dare to hurt my friend, Dao Ye and you will never die!" Gou Yuanfeng stared at the leader of the ghost soldiers viciously, and said through gritted teeth.

In the midst of the rage, the killing machine is surging!

Gou Yuanfeng stomped his feet vigorously, sealed his hands, and sacrificed the purple gold bell. The purple gold bell grew larger, hanging above the heads of the ghost soldiers, and a powerful aura was projected down.

Gou Yuanfeng shouted loudly: "Senior brothers and sisters, hurry up. ”

Seeing Gou Yuanfeng's movements, the others hurriedly took the injured person out of Zijin Ling's control.

Bang dang......

Under the control of Gou Yuanfeng, the purple gold bell fell to the ground with a bang. The deafening sound rippled out, causing people to have a splitting headache. Most of the ghost soldiers were shrouded in the purple gold bell, and the corners of Gou Yuanfeng's mouth hooked up a sneer, pinching and chanting a spell, and a heart-palpitating cry suddenly sounded in the purple gold bell.

The weasel spirit stared at the purple gold bell with solemn eyes, and he felt the majestic spiritual power emanating from this bell......

In about half a minute, Gou Yuanfeng took back the Zijin Bell, and the ghost soldiers who were suppressed under the Zijin Bell had been wiped out. Gou Yuanfeng exhaled, took two steps back, looked at Han Mo, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, why don't you make a move?!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people stared at him. The young disciple who was slashed by the leader of the ghost soldiers stared at him even more resentfully.

They look like they want to eat people, if Han Mo doesn't say why, it's really hard to solve it.

Han Mo stared at Gou Yuanfeng coldly, and sneered: "Gou Daoyou, what a plan!" ”

Gou Yuanfeng was slightly surprised, "Why did Daoyou say this?!" ”

"I just want to say, your acting skills are so bad!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Senior Brother Gou sacrificed the purple gold bell again in order to save us, and the mana consumption is very large. And you, as a disciple of Maoshan, actually stood aside and watched the play......"

"Such a person is not worthy of being a disciple of Xuanmen."

"That's right, when I return to the sect, I will definitely tell the master and let him go to Maoshan Mountain."

"Me ...... too"

"It's the heart of a jackal, let's let the division join hands to go to Maoshan and ask the head of Maoshan to expel him from the division." One by one, the disciples of Xuanmen were turned around by Gou Yuanfeng, and they were indignant.

Han Mo sighed twice and shook his head helplessly.

The weasel spirit smiled, "Little Daoist, since you are so despised by your fellow Daoists, why don't you join us?" With your ability, the Lord will not treat you badly. ”

Han Mo raised his head and stared at the weasel spirit, and said loudly, "I'd rather be scattered than be with demons like you." ”

"You have to think clearly, if you offend all the major sects in the magic world, and then offend the Lord, there will be no place for you in the world." The weasel spirit threatened.

Han Mo sneered, "I've already made it very clear. ”

Before the words fell, Han Mo stepped out. The strange figure appeared in front of the weasel spirit, and Gou Yuanfeng's eyes widened, feeling incredible.

Shrink into inches?!

The weasel spirit retreated, and the four headless corpses behind him immediately attacked.

Han Mo's soles moved, outlining the lines, the printing method changed, and the lines shot out golden light, covering the four headless corpses.

Draw the ground as a dungeon!

Gou Yuanfeng's eyes were shocked, and he shrunk the ground into inches between his gestures, drawing the ground as a prison......

This kind of cultivation?

They looked at each other in disbelief.

"Senior Brother Gou, he ......"

Gou Yuanfeng gritted his teeth and said: "Absolutely impossible, he is young, how can his cultivation reach that level." It must be some kind of spell, but we don't recognize it. ”

"What Senior Brother Gou said is that if this kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death has such a profound cultivation, it is really God's eyesless."

……

Gou Yuanfeng and the others dispersed the shock in their hearts in a few words.

Han Mo cast a spell to trap the four headless corpses, and then dealt with the remaining ghost soldiers. The leader of the ghost soldiers was mighty with a big sword and a tiger, and he slashed down with the sound of breaking the wind.

Han Mo pulled out the Longquan sword and slashed it, blocking the big knife, and kicked the soles of his feet on the front legs of the Yin Horse. Yin Ma suddenly fell to the ground when he stepped forward, and the leader of the ghost soldiers couldn't react and fell to the ground.

The leader of the ghost soldiers had a good job, and after falling off the horse, he rolled on the spot, and the big knife in his hand slashed at Han Mo's feet.

Han Mo Ling was not afraid, and when he saw the move, in two or three minutes, he and the leader of the ghost soldiers had passed dozens of moves.

Dasha and the others were going to go up to help, but Gou Yuanfeng held the purple gold bell and stared at it fiercely. They had seen Zijinling's domineering, and they didn't dare to go up easily, so they could only act as spectators.

Han Mo stepped back, slapped his left hand on the hilt of the Longquan sword, and the innate gossip disk spun out, covering the leader of the ghost soldiers.

The light curtain fell, and the leader of the ghost soldiers panicked, constantly waving his big sword and slashing. The light curtain was intact, and the powerful rebound force produced injured the leader of the ghost soldiers a lot.

Han Mo jumped onto the innate gossip plate, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the disc. The dotted path of light lit up, like a vast star map.

"Broken!"

The innate gossip disk erupted with brilliant light and crashed down.

The leader of the ghost soldiers could not avoid it, and under the impact of the light, his entire body became fragmented.

Hiss!

"Senior Brother Gou, what kind of spell is this?!"

"It seems to be the gossip ...... the day after tomorrow" Gou Yuanfeng said softly: "It must be a spell inherited from Maoshan, this person holds the Longquan Sword in his hand, he must be an inner disciple, and it is normal to learn a spell that we don't know." ”

"Well, what Senior Brother Gou said is true."

Han Mo jumped down and put away the innate gossip disk. With a wave of the Longquan Sword, the leader of the ghost soldiers dispersed with the wind like a weathered stone.

The other ghost soldiers were not afraid, but rushed forward with a scream. Han Mo suddenly fell into the next round of bitter battles......

(End of chapter)