As the two spoke, the giant chariot carried by the sixteen people moved forward for a while, and the Black Wind Ancestor squinted his eyes for a while, and was a little surprised to see that the two of them were still alive, and his big fat hand like a bear's paw slapped the handrail fiercely, beating it to pieces, "How can this be reasonable! I want him to die, how can he dare to live! Dao Bing! What are you still looking at! Hurry up!"

When the more than a dozen young men and women heard this, they all said: "I am willing to share the worries of the ancestor!", "Please rest assured ancestor!", "I will cut these two into meat sauce!"

But the last sentence provoked the Roshan to stare fiercely, "Idiot! I want that man to die! That shark can't die!" This is not the Black Wind Ancestor's pity for the jade, although Quan Li's exquisite appearance does make him itch, but the shark eye bead is the most important, "I have said it several times, the shark eye bead must be plucked out when he is alive! Look at it! Who dares to kill that woman, I have to gouge out his eyes with my own hands!"

The young man who said the wrong thing cowardly agreed, causing a burst of ridicule from his companions, and then they each moved forward, holding the sword talisman in their hands and dragging the long sword behind their backs, which really looked like a bit of a Taoist soldier.

Mo Fei looked at it from a distance of dozens of feet, and laughed, "Shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but that sword talisman is somewhat powerful, and I don't know where he got so many talismans." ”

Quan Li was beside him, at the same pace as him, and said, "The rune sword is much farther than our rune attack range, you have to be careful." ”

Mo Fei didn't care, took out a golden armor talisman, injected spiritual power, and slapped it on himself, and suddenly a faint golden light covered the surface of his body, and he couldn't see it after two flashes, but Mo Fei could still feel as if he was wrapped in a thin film, light as nothing, and did not hinder his action. Mo Fei guessed that it was probably some kind of spiritual power, but he didn't study much about the talisman, and he didn't know what the specific principle was.

"You take a picture too, just in case. ”

In fact, although this thing is good against mortal arrows, it is of little use against rune swords, but he has no better means of defense, so it can only be better than nothing.

Then he took a picture of the "Divine Walking Talisman" and "Giant Power Talisman" on his body, and Quan Li also did the same, but she had a defensive jade talisman in her hand, which was relatively much safer.

The "Taoist soldiers" on the opposite side tacitly calculated the distance little by little, and stayed until about fifty zhang, and finally someone couldn't hold it back, and with a wave of the talisman in his hand, a magic sword suddenly took shape in mid-air, the young man's forehead was full of beads of sweat, his eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Fei, and the halberd pointed forward, "Go!"

When the other youngsters saw it, they were immediately furious, and secretly hated this person for sneaking away, and he was so shameless in order to win credit. After all, they are not real monks, although the ancestor has raised a trace of spiritual power in the body with a special method, but it is only enough to drive the talisman sword for a hundred zhang, and there is no forging foundation, and there is no divine blessing, the accuracy of this talisman sword depends on personal experience, usually, it can only be guaranteed to hit within fifty steps, and it should be about a hundred steps at most before daring to release the talisman.

But at this moment, seeing that some people were competing for the lead, they activated the spirit runes one after another, and hit Mo Fei one by one. It is said that a mermaid bead can be sold for 10,000 taels of gold, and if you make this contribution, the reward of 100 taels of gold should be indispensable.

Mo Fei was startled by the sudden rain of swords, which was much farther than he expected, if the mana on the other side was sufficient, wouldn't he have to suffer five or six waves along the way to rush through?

The rune sword was faster than ordinary arrows, and the first rune sword was in front in the blink of an eye, but Mo Fei glanced at the rune sword, but he couldn't stop it, and then he heard a pop, and the rune sword actually sank into the ground behind his left, more than three feet away from him.

Then I looked at the rest of the runic swords, the farthest ones were ten zhang away, and the nearest one was two steps, and he didn't move, but he was unharmed.

On the contrary, there were two rune swords that were relatively close, but at such a distance, the mana on the rune sword was already much thinner, and it was easily blocked by it.

glanced at each other, although they couldn't believe that the other party was so stupid, but the two of them would not let go of such a good opportunity, and immediately accelerated with all their strength, and in two or three breaths, they crossed a distance of more than thirty zhang, and the surprised look on the faces of the men and women in the opposite clothes was already close in front of them.

They hadn't even started preparing for a second wave of attacks, or did they only have the power of a single blow at all?

When the distance was only ten steps, only two teenagers activated the talisman again and hit Mo Fei, but he predicted it in advance and avoided it, at this time he was relieved and smiled, it seemed that he was too nervous.

After all, the previous opponent was Jiang Xin and the assassin of Hongchen Tower, who lacked wisdom, and subconsciously raised his vigilance against the enemy, coupled with the wave of suicide explosions just now, he thought of the other party a little too much.

But in fact, the group of men and women in Taoist costumes in front of them could not be real monks, if there were so many monks with spiritual roots as their subordinates, this Black Wind Ancestor would be enough to start a sect, at least it should be a Jiedan monk. But no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for the cultivation of that piece of Roshan to reach the foundation.

During the foundation building period, most of the surrounding body cells have been spiritualized, and the dantian qi sea has been opened up in the body, and no matter how much you eat, you can digest it and turn it into pure energy. If you want to grow into that fat appearance, you have to pause on the treasures of heaven and earth.

Although I don't know what means this Roshan used to allow this group of teenagers and girls to use the talisman sword, they are still ordinary people, and this is not their own strength. With such a sharp weapon in hand, he was naturally invincible against the rest of the sand thieves and horse bandits, so that he didn't realize that the people he was fighting with were completely different from the past.

"Idiot. Mo Fei spit out two words, grabbed four flame talismans in his hand, stimulated them with spiritual power, and threw them at the crowd, he didn't even look at the results, he bypassed the group of men and women, and went straight to the Black Wind Ancestor.

"Idiot!" Roshan roared, he didn't expect that the "Taoist soldiers" he had worked so hard to cultivate would be so unbearable, no matter which family he fought with in the past, whether it was other horse bandits who did not obey discipline, or officers and soldiers who did not open their eyes, as long as this Taoist soldier was dispatched, there would always be good news, and over time, he always thought that this was an invincible elite.

There were too many victories, and he would not have been on the spot to supervise the battle for a long time, and now he knows what the situation of his men is. Do these idiots do this every time? How do they win?

For a long time, the Black Wind Thieves had entrenched in the Gobi for 800 miles, and the opponents were all bandits who did not enter the stream, and he had long forgotten what the real enemy looked like, and it was only today that he felt the pressure again, and he remembered again that the battle should be like this: you live and die, the winner takes all, and the loser loses everything.

Death was close at hand, and the fear that had been forgotten for a long time stirred up his fat heart little by little, the Black Wind Ancestor got up suddenly, wiped a handful of his giant hand on his waist, and took out a talisman, since he left the sect and sat on the first chair of the Black Wind Thief, this was the first time that he had personally ended.

The huge swollen eyes like a goldfish narrowed, the small eyes in it were full of fierce light, and the horizontal flesh on the face was torn to both sides, and a hideous smile was piled up, "It's good!