At this time, Mo Feiyu listened intently to the faint sound of the flute, he pointed with one hand, and manipulated the three sword shadows to slowly shake with the rhythm of the flute, and the sword shadows were like loaches in the ground, advancing a few feet in a moment.

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt changed his eyes, and hurriedly withdrew back a distance of one zhang, and at the same time, his fingers quickly clicked, so that the rhythm of the flute turned, and the gurgling water instantly turned into a majestic mountain, giving people a feeling that it was difficult to look up.

And the three sword shadows, as if attacking in the air, instantly deflected their direction and stabbed obliquely to the side.

And Mo Feiyu's face became extremely pale again, and it seemed a little difficult to resist in the face of such an invisible sonic attack.

Feeling a disturbance in the spiritual power in his body, Mo Feiyu hurriedly ran the Northern Immortal Refining Technique, which made his mind instantly stable, and the whole person suddenly became much more sober.

At this moment, Qiu Hu's eyes revealed a trace of murderous intent, and he once again manipulated the black long knife to spin, instantly sending out dozens of blades flying towards Mo Feiyu.

In the face of the first wave of attacks, Mo Feiyu could still parry with the Red Flame Knife, but this second wave of attacks was a little difficult to resist.

Mo Feiyu quickly retreated, and at the same time, a protective shield was condensed around his body.

Immediately afterwards, a "bang" was heard, and under the attack of the second wave of blades, the protective shield shattered instantly.

Mo Feiyu frowned slightly, and hurriedly manipulated the three sword shadows of the Xuanyang Sword to defend against the attack of the third wave of blades.

With a metal strike, the third wave of attacks was blocked by Mo Feiyu.

At this moment, the sound of the flute in the distance suddenly stopped, and there was a blast in the air, and the green flute actually flew towards Mo Feiyu's throat like a sword, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to dodge at all.

The moment he saw the green flute flying, Mo Feiyu's heart tightened, and then subconsciously touched the storage bag, and there was instantly a crimson rune paper in his hand, which was the divine power talisman he bought in Wanbaolou.

At this moment, there was a sudden crisp sound of metal clash in mid-air, and a small flying sword instantly hit the green flute, causing the flute to deviate from the direction and not hit Mo Feiyu.

Seeing that he didn't hit the kill with one blow, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt turned nervous, and he hurriedly scanned the surroundings with his divine sense, but he didn't find anything unusual.

At this time, Qiu Hu also subconsciously stopped attacking, looked around with a vigilant face, and did not find anything unusual.

Mo Feiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he inadvertently glanced towards a certain place in the dense forest, then put away the magic weapon, and then arched his hand and said:

"Which senior is here, and I hope to show up. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in Confucian shirt finally frowned, if there were really other people around, and he could hide his divine sense, it must be a monk above the foundation building period.

Qiu Hu also subconsciously showed a look of vigilance, and looked in the direction of Mo Feiyu's arched hand.

At this moment, an old man's voice suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest, and he smiled strangely:

"Hehe, the kid is good, I didn't expect to have such strong mental power at such a young age!"

Hearing this, Mo Feiyu's heart suddenly shook, and he could feel from the voice that the other party was not good.

Mo Feiyu couldn't help but regret for a while, he actually wanted to use the high-level magic weapons and talismans on his body to kill Qiu Hu and the others, if he had escaped early, he might not have fallen into such a dangerous situation.

The next moment, an old man in a gray robe suddenly appeared in mid-air not far from the three of them, this old man had a sallow complexion, and was tall and thin, and at the same time slightly hunchbacked, giving people a feeling of weakness.

Although the other party looked sickly, the hearts of Mo Feiyu and the three of them all rose to their throats, this old man did not hide his cultivation, and turned out to be a foundation building period monk.

Seeing that the thin old man looked at Mo Feiyu with interest, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt on the side showed an extremely respectful expression, and took the lead in arching his hand and said:

"I don't know what the seniors call it, if there is anything that the juniors need to do, the seniors just command. ”

The thin old man grinned slightly and said:

"Hehe, you still don't want to know the old man's name, so as not to scare you. Well, I do have a few words to command. ”

As soon as he heard this, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly said:

"Senior, please speak!"

The thin old man's eyes narrowed, slowly looked at the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt, and said with a smile:

"The old man was just refining pills here, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by you, and a furnace of pills was destroyed!

Hearing this, Mo Feiyu's vigilance rose, and his left hand subconsciously touched the storage bag, and when he noticed the existence of the Heavenly Thunder Fu, his heart was relieved.

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched slightly, his face turned pale, and he slowly asked:

"I wonder how the seniors need us to compensate?"

The thin old man stroked his beard with his hand, then smiled and said:

"It's very simple, the main medicine of the old man's alchemy is destroyed, so you will be the main medicine!"

Hearing this, Qiu Hu's face on the side suddenly turned extremely pale, and he said tremblingly:

"Alchemy with people, you are a demon devouring the heart!"

Dan Demon Devouring Heart, is a famous four-grade alchemist in Zeng Country, although this person is extremely skilled in alchemy, but he is a demon monk, not only practicing demonic skills, but also likes to study some strange alchemy methods.

The most frightening thing about the Dan Demon Heart-Eater is that this person actually likes to use people for alchemy, and he also wrote a book on alchemy, claiming that people are the chief of all spirits, and the human body contains infinite energy, which is the most suitable for alchemy.

Because Mind Eater often caught some Qi Refining Stage cultivators to use for alchemy, he became an extremely terrifying existence like a god-killing among Qi Refining Cultivators.

For ordinary Qi refining cultivators, if they encounter the Dan Demon Devouring Heart, it is equivalent to encountering the God of Death, and there is basically no hope of escaping.

As soon as Qiu Hu's words fell, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt moved, and the whole person quickly retreated backwards, and then he sacrificed the silver flying sword, flying at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Qiu Hu's eyes widened, and with the force under his feet, he jumped out of a distance of more than a dozen zhang at once, and quickly sacrificed the jade plate magic weapon and flew into the distance.

Seeing that both of them were fleeing quickly on the flying magic weapon, the speed was a few points faster than when they first chased him.

Mo Feiyu smiled bitterly, and had to play a trick to resist the wind and turn around and escape, in order to prevent the Dan Demon Devouring Heart from sneaking up from behind, his left hand never left the storage bag, always ready to attack the other party with the Heavenly Thunder Fu.

However, to Mo Feiyu's surprise, the Dan Demon Devouring Heart didn't even look at him, but instead offered a wide green flying sword with a smile on his face, and then stepped on the flying sword to chase the middle-aged two.

Seeing that the three of them had disappeared from view, Mo Feiyu finally felt a little relieved, and without hesitation, he sped up his speed again, and in a moment he was deep in the dense forest.