Seeing that Xuan Donglai's strength was so strong, and he suffered a small loss as soon as he fought, Wu Dong felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The death of the early monk was not a source of unease.

In his opinion, that cultist was an incidental product, and he only lived to help him contain Xuan Donglai, and he didn't expect too much from him.

So it's not a pity to die at this time.

What made him uneasy was their miscalculation of Xuan Donglai's strength.

and disdain for that rumor.

Rumor has it that Xuandong, who was driven out of the sect by the Qingquan Sect, came to ask for help from his former senior brother.

Originally, Wudong didn't believe that the Qingquan Sect would send any masters for the sake of an outcast.

But for the sake of their big plan, they plan to shoot in advance.

Hit the Whitewater Patrol Division hard first, and at the same time solve the rear hands that the Patrol Division might arrange.

After all, it is impossible for such a large-scale operation of their kind not to arouse the alarm of the Patrol Division.

Therefore, the patrol division will send a hand after they expected.

But the development of things made Wudong feel a little uneasy.

Xuan Donglai's strength exceeded everyone's expectations.

So, will the Qingquan Sect, which has cultivated such a strong disciple, send a helping hand?

It was originally a fairly certain thing, but Wudong is no longer convinced.

Can't keep your hands on!

"Lord Spirit! Please join me in slaying this man! So as not to cause extraneous branches!! ”

Wu Dong immediately shouted, and at the same time looked at Xuan Dong with a sneer.

Hearing Wu Dong's words, Xuan Donglai's face also changed!

The Fog Sect even has a master!

And listening to the name of the foggy east, the other party's status may still be above it!

Xuan Donglai was instantly alerted, and his spiritual power was surging, and his momentum was raised to the extreme in an instant!

However, apart from the fierce fighting of Liu Yao and others, there was no sound in the village, and no one appeared.

Xuan Donglai frowned in surprise.

On the other side, Wudong changed from sneering to doubting.

"Lord Spirit! This person has an extraordinary background, and it is very likely that he will call for help! Please help me kill this person quickly! ”

Wudong thought that the other party was still hesitating, so he shouted again.

However, there was still no response.

Wudong panicked.

Xuan Donglai was a little confused.

What's the situation?

The two of them thought so at the same time at the moment.

No one would have thought that the "Lord Xianling" in Wudong's mouth had died at the hands of a nobody as early as last night and was put into a coffin!

And that nobody, who was observing another master of the late stage of the Fog Sect's Qi Refining in the village at the moment, was eyeing him!

......

Rumble!

A loud roar came from the direction of the entrance of the village, shaking the entire village.

"I'll go, it's so intense!"

In the north of Liangshan Village, on a lush tree outside a small courtyard.

Wang Mu looked at the fog cultist who was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard and was surrounded by thick fog, and listened to the constant roar in the distance, his face changed slightly.

Presumably, these roars should be the masters of the Baishui Town Government.

I just don't know how the battle is going and who is coming.

Could it be Xuandong?

Battles like this are often decided by the high-level combat power.

If the above one loses, when the other party's foundation cultivation cultivators have their hands freed, they, the Qi Refining Cultivators, will all have to die.

I don't know if the masters of the Baishui Town Mansion can withstand it.

After thinking about it so far, Wang Mu made up his mind, and he couldn't take it for granted that Baishui Town would definitely win.

What if the Fog Sect master wins?

Therefore, it is necessary to hurry up and kill the Fog Sect disciple in front of you, and then go to Wang Shi and leave the village with them first.

He originally thought that even if there were people in ambush here, the number of people in the Fog Sect would not be too large.

But now it seems that although the number of people is small, the other party's single cultivation is very high.

At the beginning of tonight's battle, the person Liu Yao dealt with was probably in the late stage of Qi refining.

The person Wang Shi and Zhao Kun went to sneak attack was estimated to be in the late stage of Qi refining.

However, I heard that the Fog Cultists can summon monsters that are much stronger than him by sacrificing their lives.

Therefore, Wang Mu was not sure what the cultivation of the Fog Sect cultist of the Long Snake Gray Shadow was controlling, but it would never be low.

Coupled with the majestic person in front of him, the three of them are all in the late stage of Qi refining.

As far as these three people are concerned, their strength is already about the same as the high-level combat power of the A-word patrol team.

Coupled with the fact that the other party may be ambushed, if the Patrol Division does not respond to this in advance, I am afraid that they will really be wiped out this time.

Of course, as for whether Wang Mu himself can survive, that's two words.

After all, he has the killer weapon of the Qingyun Sword, and his strength is far superior to that of his fellow cultivators.

As long as it wasn't for the Tsukiji Monk to be wary of him, then he was sure that he would be able to inflict heavy damage on the other party and survive.

The Qi Refining Cultivator was not taken seriously by him at all.

So the odds are still very high.

But others, there is no doubt about death.

Moreover, in addition to their own cultivation, these Mist Sect monks also have associated tricks, which is equivalent to one more summoned beast.

Even if these three people can form a small army, the combat effectiveness is still very impressive.

Retracting his thoughts, Wang Mu focused his attention on the Fog Sect disciples in the courtyard.

The other party was holding the red flying bird monster in the courtyard at the moment, and his face was shocked, obviously very shocked that this monster would be injured so badly.

However, the man's state looks a little odd.

At this moment, it was kneeling on the ground with a painful face, and the injured red bird was trembling and seemed to be full of enjoyment.

Wisps of white aura rose from above the monk's head and sank into the red bird's body.

It seemed that the red bird was sucking something out of the monk's body.

Seeing that the Fog Sect disciple was trembling all over, and the flying bird's injuries were also recovering rapidly, Wang Mu understood.

Isn't this monster sucking the monk's life to recover from his injuries?

However, it seems that the speed of recovery is a bit slow, and it will not be over for a while.

At the same time, the distant roar also made the monk seem a little uneasy, and he always looked up and around from time to time.

Wang Mu didn't plan to make a move at this time.

In his opinion, this is not the best time to do it.

Moreover, Wang Mu was not sure that he would be able to kill the opponent with one blow at this distance.

The best case scenario is that if you can wait until the opponent's state drops to the lowest point, you can suddenly attack the killer and solve it directly.

The crimson bird monster will become rootless water, and it will be much easier to deal with.

According to Liu Yao, there are two kinds of tricks summoned by the Fog Sect disciples.

One is a natural feat summoned through a large blood sacrifice.

That kind of monster can survive on its own, without any parasites.

The other is the companion monsters that are "bound" to the Fog Cultists themselves, and once they have no host, these monsters will not exist for more than half an hour.

But Wang Mu didn't have time to wait any longer.

Since there are no good opportunities, he has to create an opportunity to do it.

Either kill the opponent with a sneak attack.

Either reduce the opponent's combat power, inflict heavy damage on them, or slay the red bird monster.

Whichever point is achieved, it is much better than his direct sneak attack now.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Mu had a plan.

I saw him use the Flying Feather Body Technique to quietly climb down from the tree, burying the Qingyun Sword in the corner of the gate of the courtyard, without attracting the attention of the Fog Sect disciples in the courtyard at all.

Then, Wang Mu took a few steps away from the gate of the courtyard and took off his coat, revealing the white wolf suit inside.

After a little preparation, he covered his chest, stepped heavily on the ground, and called in a low voice: "Yes, anyone?" Save me! Fast...... Help me! ”

As he spoke, he fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

When he was done, he felt as if he was really hurt, screaming in pain and despair.

Wait for the monks in the monastery to come out and check it.

And just as he stepped on that kick, the Fog Sect disciples in the courtyard were keenly aware of the abnormal movement outside the courtyard and jumped to the door.

When he saw Wang Mu outside the door lying on the ground and moaning in pain, he was stunned at first, and then he was happy.

"Patrol Division!"

It's like a credit to your own face!

Just when he wanted to go out and solve Wang Mu's mending knife, he suddenly hesitated and became vigilant.

Isn't this a fraud?

Obviously, this Fog Cultist wasn't stupid either.

He cautiously took two steps back and quickly released the red bird monster out of the courtyard, obviously intending to use the monster to come forward and test it, but did not do it himself.

Wang Mu, who was lying on the ground, heard the sound of breaking the air, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

Knowing that the other party was not fooled, he quickly turned over and bounced up from the ground, and split the galloping red bird with a sword.

Bang!

Seeing this, the Fog Sect disciple immediately sneered.

But at this moment, the red bird that was bounced away by Wang Mu suddenly cried anxiously.

It recognized Wang Mu!

Hearing the cry of the red bird, the face of the Fog Sect changed drastically.

However, Wang Mu, who had already made a move, didn't care that the red bird recognized him.

I saw that his right hand gently pinched the trick, and the Qingyun Sword that was originally buried in the underground soil by him broke through the ground in an instant.

A "snort" snort passed through the back of the Mist Sect disciple, directly piercing his head into a fist-sized blood hole.

The Fog Sect disciple didn't even have time to react before he was directly killed by this sudden attack that came out of the corner behind him.

At this moment, the flying bird monster frantically rushed towards the monk's corpse, and Wang Mu jumped up and flew directly with a sword.

Although he didn't know what the monster wanted to do, Wang Mu instinctively intercepted it and chose not to let it succeed.

At the same time, the Qingyun Sword trembled violently in mid-air, and shot out again, making up for the sword to pierce through the unbalanced Red Bird, completely slashing it.

Seeing that it turned into a cloud of flying ash and disappeared, Wang Mucai breathed a sigh of relief, and his legs were weak and he almost fell to his knees.

If he continues to fight, he will really be overdrawn by his spiritual power.

His pale face didn't have time to wait, and he directly stepped forward and dragged the body of the Fog Sect into the house in the courtyard.

Then he closed the courtyard door tightly, returned to the house, sat in a corner of the wall somewhere in the house, and quickly entered the cultivation state.

Inside the house.

Wang Mu, who was sitting in the corner of the wall, was quickly recovering his spiritual power, digesting the spirit pill he had swallowed before.

After a stick of incense, Wang Mu's face slightly regained some ruddy color.

When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but say to himself, "It's dangerous, it's dangerous!" ”