"Little bunny! Look for death! With a roar, the mustache rushed with a mouthful of yellow teeth.

It is not far from Chen Muzhi's carriage, and he is about to rush in front of him in a few steps!

The big brother of the bandit leader in the distance, who had also crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain before, saw the flying sword fall to the ground, regained his composure at the earliest, waved his spear, beckoned the remaining horse bandits, and yelled, "Shoot him to death!" ”

The bald fat man first drew his bow and arrows, and the other horse bandits who knew how to shoot arrows took out all kinds of hunting bows and short bows, stretched their bows and arrows, and "swished" A rain of arrows shot towards Chen Muzhi's head.

Although the sharp arrow was fast, it was bounced off before it could touch Chen Muzhi's robe. However, Chen Muzhi still has little knowledge after all, seeing the rain of arrows shooting, piercing between his eyebrows, he still can't change his face, he dodges in embarrassment, and is in a hurry.

Being shot by an arrow, unlike just now when he was far away and commanded the flying sword to shoot safely, now only Chen Muzhi himself knows that those mortal bows and arrows, although they can't break through the talisman defense for a while, but the clanging attack not only disturbs the mind, but also quickly wears away the thin spiritual defense of the talisman.

The mustache had already arrived in front of the carriage on horseback, his eyes were fierce, and a knife slashed, Chen Muzhi hurriedly retreated, and with a "click", half of the roof of the carriage was split.

Chen Muzhi had no way to retreat, his mustache was castrated, and his other hand was connected with another knife!

Zhao Ruyi turned around and saw Chen Muzhi's anxious expression, and when the mustache was not paying attention, he hurriedly pounced, rolled on the spot, and slashed horizontally, almost cutting off the legs of the yellow horse under the mustache.

The horse wailed and neighed, kicked hard, the mustache couldn't sit on the saddle, and when he saw that he was angry, he slashed at Zhao Ruyi's wrist when he turned over and fell off the horse. Zhao Ruyi blocked with a horizontal knife, was knocked into the carriage, made a loud noise, staggered to the ground, and the waist knife in his hand also came out.

The bandit boss saw him in the distance, and while paying attention to the flying sword, he shouted: "Shoot, keep shooting!" ”

Chen Muzhi tried his best but couldn't recall the flying sword inserted in the soil, the spiritual power had bottomed out, and the origin would be consumed further down! couldn't help but panic in his heart, this kind of life-and-death experience made Chen Muzhi's heart beat rapidly, his heart was panicked, and his legs couldn't stop trembling! Liang Wenxin shouted something beside him, looking at her anxious look, Chen Muzhi only felt a roar in his ears, and he didn't hear anything clearly.

But the arrows continued, and when an arrow came, the meager defensive shield was completely exhausted, like an eggshell, and it shattered with a slight "pop".

Another arrow is coming!

Liang Wenxin on the side also doesn't have much experience in fighting, but he has long seen that Chen Muzhi's spiritual power is not enough! Seeing that the situation was critical, he knocked him down and blocked the subsequent arrow for Chen Muzhi.

"Muzhi! Don't panic! Liang Wenxin leaned in his ear and said hurriedly.

"Stop!"

Seeing the white-clothed beauty emerge from the carriage, the horse thief boss hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to stop in order to prevent hurting the beauty. Seeing that the flying sword was still stuck in the ground, he took a look, and several other subordinates scattered and slowly hugged the carriage.

The bald fat man cautiously walked up to the flying sword and pulled out the Qihuang sword from the soil.

Chen Muzhi was pressed under Liang Wenxin, looking at Liang Wenxin's anxious look between his eyebrows, he woke up in his heart, he was not alone now, and he still had the master by his side, so he couldn't be discouraged! And now the only one who can protect her is herself.

"What should Master do?"

"There is an elixir in the door that brings back qi, you quickly take the next one to melt away!"

"That's right! Be! ”

"It's just a mortal, don't worry."

Chen Muzhi took a deep breath, calmed down from the panic, and regained courage in his heart. The enemy is just some mortals, if the monk can be hacked to death by a few mortals, then what kind of immortal and what kind of Tao can he ask.

Obediently, from the storage bag in his arms, he quickly groped for a pill of rejuvenating air and stuffed it into his mouth.

When the pill enters the abdomen, the soothing spiritual power dissolves in the dantian and enters the spiritual energy pool that has bottomed out in itself.

Although the spiritual power contained in the first-order elixir was scarce, and low-level cultivators, for a period of time, could only take a little. But for Chen Muzhi's shallow spiritual power pool, it was enough.

The horse bandits are approaching.

Chen Muzhi exhaled, and Liang Wenxin nodded towards him encouragingly. Turning over his hand and taking out a talisman from the storage bag, shaking his hand to hit it, the talisman flew in the air and ignited, and the phantom of the green ox more than one person appeared out of thin air, and a pair of huge horns stretched forward like sharp blades. Chen Muzhi pointed to the pile of people and shouted, "Bang!" The green bull had a huge horn on its head, and the spiritual power phantom was like a substance, like the wind crashing into it.

Before the horse bandits could react, the few people in front of them were knocked to the ground, and the bald fat man with the bow was knocked over before he could run away. With a scream, the bare head was trampled by the hooves of the green ox.

The advantage of the talisman is that it does not need to continuously give spiritual power. Once summoned, as long as it is not broken, the power of the talisman will not disappear until it is exhausted.

Even if it is a monk battle, the summoned spirit beast is an extremely strong means of attack. However, one is that powerful high-level summoning charms are rare, and the other is that they are expensive and consume a lot of spiritual power when summoning. Then there is the fact that the thing to greet is definitely not as sensitive as the monk, and if you can't restrain the other party, you will waste your own spiritual power.

But for mortals, this is enough, and mortal swords can hardly do damage to the spiritual power phantom of the summoned thing.

The mustache was clever, seeing that the knife and gun were ineffective against the green bull, he dodged the attack of the green bull, and flashed and moved straight to Zhao Ruyi with a scimitar, wanting to hold him hostage to save his life. No, he didn't expect the flying sword that fell to the ground behind him suddenly flew into the air again.

Chen Muyi used his mind to control the green bull to charge, and at the same time used a spiritual power to connect to the flying sword, stretched out his hand and hooked, and the flying sword swirled and slashed directly at the back of the mustache.

Hearing the sound, the mustache turned around and caught a glimpse of the flying sword, but he had no time to dodge at the moment, so he had to raise his two swords together and meet the flying sword. Only two "clicks" were heard, and the two scimitars were shattered with only one blow, followed by a "poof", and the blade of the sword slashed from the left shoulder of the mustache to the waist, splitting him diagonally into two pieces, and there was a frightened expression on his dying face.

At this time, corpses are lying everywhere, the smell of blood is in the nose, except for the horse bandit boss, everyone else has been killed.

Without the horror of life and death, Chen Muzhi couldn't help but retch in his heart when he saw the current scene. This kind of bloody scene, although it is not the first time to see it, but compared to seeing Yang Hu's killing on the beast boat, this is the first time he has killed someone, and the situation is forced and life and death are at stake, and it is only now that he realizes that his palms are full of sweat.

At this time, the phantom of the green bull summoned was used up with the power of the talisman in a moment, and it dissipated intangible. The flying sword shook off the blood stained on it in the air, and returned to Chen Muzhi's hand with a "bang", Chen Muyi stared at the movement of the horse bandit boss while getting out of the car with Liang Wenxin to check Zhao Ruyi's injury, the wound was shocking, but fortunately it was only a skin injury, and he had passed out at this time.

A life healing talisman was injected into Zhao Ruyi's body, and the small wound on her body was visibly healed.

Liang Wenxin took care of Zhao Ruyi, Chen Muzhi stood up with a flying sword in his hand, and the spiritual power of the pill just now was only the last layer.

The sun has completely sunset, and there is still the last sunset left in the sky, and after the fight just now, the birds and beasts here are extinct. On one side are the three Chen Muzhi who are leaning on the carriage, and on the other side are the horse bandit boss who is riding on the horse.

The boss of the horse bandit on the other side was also hesitating, he had been a mercenary in the extreme southern battlefield before, how many times had he crawled out of the pile of dead people, and it was not the first time he had seen a flying sword monk. It can be seen that compared to the previous experience, this teenager who manipulated the flying sword was very weak.

In the past, on the southern battlefield, those flying immortals took off their swords from the air to slash the mortal army formation, the sword light was like electricity, like an iron plough plowing the ground, and everywhere they went were flesh and blood alleys, which was like now.

And at such a young age, after the consumption of his subordinates just now, there must be no stronger killing moves.

But no matter how weak it is, the flying sword that split the weapons under his hands just now is also a genuine spirit sword, and the horse bandit boss tightened the spear in his hand. The horse's hooves kicked the ground restlessly, panting in a long nasal voice.

When he was in the afterglow of the sunset, he saw Liang Wenxin's fairy jade color when he turned around, his face covered with scars, and his blazing eyes flashed red, without a trace of hesitation. He took the horse forward, turned over and dismounted at a distance of ten zhang, took off the cloak on his body casually, held the spear horizontally, stepped on the blood stained all over the ground, and slowly walked forward staring at Chen Muzhi's movements.

The sky is going to be dark, and on the other side is the cultivator, and this is the last chance.

Chen Muzhi saw that he was a mortal, although he was rough and brave, but he was an iron layman, without spiritual power to protect himself, how could he block the blow of the flying sword, and he also took a step forward, and was about to sacrifice the flying sword.

"Muzhi! Wait a minute! Liang Wenxin saw something strange and said.

"Master?"

"His spear is weird, be careful."

Chen Muzhi frowned and looked over, the black spear in the hand of the bandit leader couldn't see anything, but he couldn't wait any longer. Reciting a mantra silently in his mouth, he took advantage of the night to quietly draw out a summoning talisman from behind that consumed little spiritual power and was the best at it.

Throw the flying sword with one hand, and point your finger at the enemy, "Hurry!" The flying sword shot at great speed. At the same time, he tried his last spiritual power and hit the golden dart talisman in his hand. The spiritual power was exhausted, and his expression immediately withered.

The spirit rune volleyed into a shuttle-shaped golden dart, dragging the golden afterimage and flying sword forward and backward, left and right, and shot towards the opponent.

The horse bandit boss's eyes flashed, and he took a heavy step forward with his right foot, like a tiger descending the mountain, and the spear was handed forward, and his hands shook and danced.

Chen Muzhi's flying sword went straight and straight, and the trajectory just reached the front of him, only to hear the impact of "dang", but Chen Muzhi's Qihuang sword was hit by the spear and fell to the ground. A good soldier in a hundred battles, shot down the flying sword, the golden light of the golden dart has not yet reached the front of him, I saw him kicking the ground with one foot, his upper body retreated sharply, and in front of the horizontal gun, there was another impact, and the golden dart that shot directly into the chest was also blocked by the gun in front of him.

Although the horse bandit boss was hit by the impact of the golden dart and retreated three or five steps in a row, after all, it was a golden dart summoning magic weapon, and the attack was sharp, but the follow-up was insufficient, and after holding each other for a while, it turned into golden light and dissipated.

"Not good! His spear is also a magic weapon! Liang Wenxin exclaimed.

"Hey, hey, hey." Seeing the appearance on the other side, the horse bandit boss knew that he had made the right bet, and rushed up quickly!

Liang Wenxin saw that Chen Muzhi's spiritual power was exhausted again, and he had overdrawn his origin, so he hurriedly rushed forward and spread his arms, like a female beast protecting cubs, protecting Chen Muzhi behind him.