"Hmph, Wang Bahu, you dare to do it to me, be careful that your entire Wu family is implicated!" Nie Bingbing turned his head with an angry expression.

Huang Hao took advantage of this moment, his right hand wiped on the storage bracelet, and a pair of hideous fist gloves appeared in his hand, quickly put on his hands, and each knuckle was covered with several sharp steel thorns one inch long, which looked very terrifying.

Wu Wei stood up and walked behind Wang Bahu, and said in a pretending manner: "How many of you dare to do it? Believe it or not, Young Master Ben told you that you will never appear in the Spirit Master Main Hall again before you start the task of the main hall!"

Wang Bahu was suddenly told by Nie Bingbing and Wu Wei that he couldn't get off the stage, if he didn't fight, he would definitely be counted down by the young master when he went back, if Wu Wei complained to the head of the family again, he would be uncomfortable in the Wu family: beat, he would offend the Nie family again, and as soon as the Nie family put pressure on the Wu family, the head of the family might hand himself over and let himself be guilty.

After thinking for a while, Wang Bahu glanced at the remaining three subordinates on the side, and several guards suddenly understood, slapped the table and stood up.

In the distance, Mo Han saw Wu Wei's guards making a move, and he had already finished reciting the spell in his mouth, and a white ball of light appeared on the Nanmu spirit staff, flickering slightly, and with a wave of the long staff, three beams of light suddenly shot out, two orange-red beams of light were submerged into Huang Hao and Nie Bingbing's bodies respectively, and a blue beam of light was submerged into Lin Yuming's body, and the white light on Mo Han's staff suddenly shrank by half.

Lin Yuming suddenly felt that his body was lighter, and between his hands and feet, he felt that his speed had increased a lot, and at the same time, the speed of spiritual power in his body had also increased a little, and he felt extremely comfortable.

At this time, among the several guards who stood up, a thin man scolded and said, "You dare to provoke our young master", while stretching out his right hand to put it on Huang Hao's shoulder.

These guards of the Wu family are all first- and second-order spirit masters of some soul control masters, they have no talent, they are older, and they have no hope of further progress, but they are more suitable to serve as guards than some sturdy ordinary people. was recruited by the Wu family.

Although Lin Yuming and the four of them were known as geniuses in the academy, they were one realm behind these guards in terms of cultivation.

The thin guard's right hand put on Huang Hao's left shoulder, Huang Hao's shoulder was light, and suddenly shook the guard's right hand away, the guard was surprised, how could a soul controller be easily shaken back by a child at the beginning spirit master stage, and a pair of hands wrapped in fists had already smashed towards his chest.

"Be careful!"

"Bump—"

With a muffled sound, the thin guard, who had already been beaten upside down, withdrew and smashed the small round table where Wu Wei was sitting, and several plates of dried fruits on the table were suddenly scattered all over the ground, and the two wine jugs also shattered, and the wine in the jugs flowed out.

Seeing that their companions were at a loss, the other two guards immediately rushed out and shouted at Huang Hao: "The kid is looking for death!"

At this time, as soon as the spell in Lin Yuming's mouth fell, on the soul crystal staff in his hand, the spar flashed, and the gray light flashed in his eyes, and a guard who rushed up suddenly felt dazed in his head, and after a trance, Huang Hao took advantage of the momentum and rushed up, and threw another punch, smashing into the guard.

Nie Bingbing had already pulled out his soft sword at this time, and the weapons in the hands of several people were already spirit soldiers that had been reforged by the Spirit Weapon Pavilion according to the prototype, although they were not high-level spirit soldiers, but they were already able to transmit spiritual power, Huang Hao had just covered his own spiritual power with that punch, and Lin Yuming's phantom dazzle had also been increased by the spirit staff.

The guard, who was not disturbed by the illusion, saw that another companion was disturbed, and wanted to stop Huang Hao, but unexpectedly, Nie Bingbing rushed up with a sword, stabbed straight ahead, and felt helpless, waving a dagger in his hand to meet Nie Bingbing's soft sword.

The guards who originally walked towards Lin Yuming's table didn't expect Nie Bingbing to suddenly walk towards their own table, they were unexpected, but they didn't expect a few words of discord to start fighting, and when they saw that Mo Han was the only one left in front of them, they immediately rushed up, with a layer of spiritual power attached to their hands, wanting to slap Mo Han.

The orange beam that fell on Huang Hao and Nie Bingbing was the power spell that increased the power, and what fell on Lin Yuming was the speed spell that increased the speed, although he was not familiar with the ability of his companion, but he could make such a judgment, Mo Han was a very talented spell spirit master.

At this time, he faced the guard who was attacking him, and he didn't have any spells attached to him, so he couldn't face Lin Yuming head-on like he did in the assessment, but he still waved the spirit staff in his hand unhurriedly, and a dark green beam of light shot out, which was the kind of spell attack that Lin Yuming dodged in the assessment.

The distance between the guard and Mo Han was not far away, and he thought in his heart that Mo Han was just a twelve-year-old boy who was a primordial spirit master, how much effect could a spell have on him? Thinking so, he wanted to resist this spell and continue to slap his palm with spiritual power.

The moment the faint dark green spell beam touched the guard's body, the guard's face suddenly froze.

The spiritual power attached to the guard's hands slowly dissipated, and the surface of the skin of his whole body was covered with a faint dark green film, and a pair of big hands and five fingers were opened, stopping at a millimeter in front of Mo Han.

This is the only spell that Lin Yuming has not endured among Mo Han's five spells, the curse of imprisonment.

The Spell of Imprisonment, as the name suggests, is a spell that imprisons the enemy through power, and the time of imprisonment is determined by the ability of the caster and the practitioner.

As a relatively rare genre among spirit masters, his mysterious surname is feared by the rest of the spirit masters, usually the spirit master suffers a big loss because he does not know the various moves of the spirit master, and the guard in front of Mo Han just doesn't understand the special surname of the spirit master, despises the power of Mo Han's spell, and then falls into Mo Han's trap.

Every spell master will first attach a spell spirit to themselves when they start a war, and the embodiment of the spell spirit is the light group that Mo Han blesses on the spirit wand and stays, and the spell spirit condenses most of the spiritual power in the spell master's body, and the spell master who attaches the spell spirit can release the spell.

With the cultivation of the spell spirit master, the spiritual power becomes stronger and stronger, and the spiritual power within the spell spirit is gradually huge, and the spell spirit can release more and more spells, and it becomes more and more powerful, making the strength of the spell spirit master stronger.

Taking advantage of the guards being bound by the curse of imprisonment, Mo Han quickly bypassed the guards and came to Lin Yuming's side, at this time, Mo Han cast too many spells, and the 'spell spirit' on the spirit staff was only the size of a thumb, looming and precarious, as if it would be extinguished if it was blown.

Although Mo Han's ability was exhausted, the situation created through him was very good.

At this time, Wu Wei's guards, excluding Wang Bahu, two of the four guards had already fallen, one was knocked down by Huang Hao after the increase in strength, and the other was hit by Lin Yuming's dizziness first, and when he was in a trance, he was hit in the head by Huang Hao's punch and fell into a coma.

Although Huang Hao only has the realm of a ninth-order primordial spirit master, he is a genius spirit master who has been carefully cultivated by the academy, and with the spell increase of Mo Han, an equally genius spell spirit master, Huang Hao can be said to be like a tiger with wings, how can a first-order spirit control master with mediocre qualifications of the Wu family be able to resist, not to mention that the two of them were caught off guard and taken lightly.

The other two guards could not be judged by the level of the soul controller, one was imprisoned by Mo Han with the spell of imprisonment, confined to the side of the small round table where the four members of the seventh team were originally sitting, one hand stretched forward, covered with a dark green light on one side, and the appearance was extremely ridiculous. One was entangled by Nie Bingbing, who was the first spirit master, wielding the dagger in his hand, but he was restrained, and he looked faintly suppressed by Nie Bingbing.

Wang Bahu looked at the four subordinates, falling down, faint, funny, frowning slightly, and shouting softly: "It's just a bunch of rice buckets!"

The only one left, who was fighting with Nie Bingbing, heard Wang Bahu's angry shout, his feet suddenly messed up, his hands shook, and he happened to be seized by Nie Bingbing, and his long sword was pointed at the guard's neck.

The guard was full of excitement, and immediately ignored the fact that the master was behind him, sifted through the chaff, and said to him: "Miss Nie spare your life, Miss Nie spare your life, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a child under the age of one, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

Huang Hao took advantage of the opportunity to be bound by the curse of imprisonment, knocked him unconscious, dragged him all the way to his feet, and was walking to this side, when he heard the guard's forgiveness, he immediately laughed and said: "Hahahaha, Wu Wei, this is your guard, it's ridiculous!"

"I think not only the guards are ridiculous, but the master is also ridiculous!" Nie Bingbing also had a handsome look on his face, and he didn't forget to laugh at Wu Wei.

Wu Wei's face suddenly turned pale, and Wang Bahu on the side suddenly slapped the table, and shouted: "Bold, you dare to sneer at my young master, it's really presumptuous!"

As he spoke, he picked up the scabbard placed on the table, and with a "bang", a bright long knife was held in Wang Bahu's hand, and with an angry shout, a fiery red light condensed on the knife body, as if a flame was attached to the blade and burning, exuding a blazing temperature.

"Be careful. Huang Hao threw down the guards he was dragging in his hands, came to the three of them, covered his chest with his fists, made a defensive posture of clothes, and nervously stared at the "burning" long knife in Wang Bahu's hand.

"Whoa—"

Suddenly, a royal blue soft beam of light shot out from the kitchen on the side of the hall, and the door curtain was lifted by the strong wind caused by this beam, and the royal blue beam fell on the middle of the long knife blade in Wang Bahu's hand.

"Wu Xiaosi, dare to go wild in Liuyue Restaurant?" Liu Yue's clear voice sounded in the kitchen, and she immediately lifted the curtain that had just fallen, her wet hands wiped casually in front of her apron, and her eyes swept around the hall, fixed on Wang Bahu.