Mo Chong couldn't tell what he was feeling at this time, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of hair growing. This kind of feeling, Mo Chong estimates that many people will not be able to feel it in their lifetime. The white-haired old man grew into a black and white hairball in front of Mo Chong. The long hairs hung down to the ground and dug into the ground.

'Not good!'

Mo Chong looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated from the spot a little under his feet. And the moment Mo Chong retreated, a puff of hair suddenly 'swooped' and pierced through the ground where he was standing just now. If Mo Chong's reaction was half a minute slower just now, he would have to be entangled in these hairs. With this hair, more hairs soon appeared around Mo Chong, one after another, like a bush of lush weeds.

Mo Chong's face was a little ugly. This ten miles outside Hengyang City is forbidden to be erected. And because it is forbidden to erect, the ground has also been specially treated, although it is not difficult to say that the sword is difficult to hurt, it is not so easy to penetrate or destroy. Similarly, the various spells that work on the ground are extremely difficult to use in this area. The hair on the white-haired old man's body easily penetrated the ground?

"Hmph, there is a ban on the sky here, it can be said that there is no way to go to the sky, there is no way to enter the ground, Mo Chong! Where do you want to run!?" The white-haired old man's gloomy voice came from his hairball-like body.

At this time, Mo Chong had grown a circle of weed-like hair on the ground around him, and he had almost no way out. Now there was only one more clump of hair breaking through the ground, and he had to be caught, for no matter which way he retreated, he would surely be entangled in the clump of hair that had already grown. Mo Chong looked around. At this time, everyone around him was indistinguishable and far away, and it seemed that he couldn't count on it, so he could only rely on himself.

"Bear!"

The fire on Mo Chong's body flashed, and the Divine Fire Armor was covered outside his body. At this moment, the ground under Mo Chong's feet was 'whirring' again, and a large puff of black hair appeared, wrapping his feet. However, what is a little comforting is that these hairs could not withstand the scorching flames of the Divine Fire Armor, and they only lasted for a few breaths before they were burned to ashes by the flames outside the Divine Fire Armor.

"Hmph, it's the Divine Fire Armor, then try this trick!" the white-haired old man was not surprised by this, snorted coldly, and shook his body. The circle of hair outside Mo Chong's body immediately grew wildly, and after growing to a few feet, they immediately entangled with each other, forming a hair spear, and stabbed at Mo Chong in the middle. Even if the Divine Fire Armor can burn the hair, as long as it is not burned instantly, Mo Chong has a chance to be assassinated.

Of course, Mo Chong understands this. With a flash of cold light in his eyes, he didn't wait for the hairy spears to approach, and immediately put the four fingers of his right hand together, and his thumb, index finger, and middle finger were slightly buckled, and he brought them to his mouth, and his cheeks puffed out, and he struggled to blow forward.

"Whew!"

A large puddle of flames was blown out by the ink rush. Fire Burning. I saw that where the flames passed, the hair spears shrank back, and Mo Chong took advantage of the moment when the hair spears retreated, and flashed out of the hair encirclement.

The white-haired old man obviously had no intention of letting Mo Chong leave, and as soon as Mo Chong retreated, he immediately followed. For him, it doesn't matter if he temporarily avoids the edge of the flames, but Mo Chong's fire fire magic mana consumption is huge, if Mo Chong uses this trick to stalemate with him, it will be a short time before the mana will be exhausted, and then he will be slaughtered.

Mo Chong didn't mean to use the fire fire technique all the time, and as soon as he got out of the encirclement, he immediately stopped breathing fire. The white-haired old man suddenly sneered: "Hmph, you ......"

"Whoosh!"

The white-haired old man was about to say a few sarcastic words when a cold light suddenly flashed on the ground under his feet, and a long sword broke through the ground, stabbing sharply into his lower abdomen from the bottom up. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to immediately command the fur to wrap the long sword around. But this blow was also very dangerous, because the tip of the long sword was already less than two inches from his lower abdomen.

Seeing this scene in the distance, Mo Chong sighed secretly, 'It's a pity!'. The Fire Burning Technique is really just to attract the attention of the other party, so that the other party will not pay attention to the frost sword and other items he has hidden. This sneak attack was also inspired by the other party's hair that came out of the ground. Yes, it's a failure at the moment. I had to take a long detour and use the second trick.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and wrapped the struggling Frost Sword around his hair. However, as soon as he looked up, he saw Mo Chong on the other side, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised for some reason, revealing a sneer. The white-haired old man's heart froze, and he immediately swept his gaze around, and at the same time as he took his gaze away from Mo Chong, a yellow light suddenly flashed under his feet, and then his body sank.

Quicksand! Quicksand Technique! It turned out that there was not only a sword buried under the ground, but also a quicksand talisman! The white-haired old man's face changed, and the hair on his body immediately swelled, wanting to cling to the ground around him. How could Mo Chong give him this opportunity, with a wave of his hand, seven or eight talismans shot out in all directions, hitting the holes that had been pierced by hairs around them. Immediately, the ground hit by the talisman also became a big pit of quicksand. This is also thanks to the white-haired old man who loosened the ground with his long hair. Otherwise, with the solidity of the ground in front of Hengyang City and the erection of prohibitions, it is really not easy for the quicksand talisman to work.

"What else do you want to say?" Mo Chong said lightly as he looked at the white-haired old man who was gradually sinking into the quicksand. He can stir up quicksand on the ground. It's all thanks to the other party who loosened the ground first. The white-haired old man can be said to have harmed himself. The ban on the air here had made him almost besiege Mo Chong. Now, the white-haired old man himself has tasted the bitter fruit of not being able to control the air.

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed fiercely, he obviously hadn't given up yet, but as soon as he quietly reached into the storage bag, he saw a large puddle of flames, blooming in front of him like a fire lotus. Mo Chong didn't want to hear anything he had to say at all. The reason why he asked that sentence just now was just to give him the illusion that he would not kill him immediately.

Hair is the most igniting. Although the white-haired old man's hair was refined, it was slightly tougher and more tenacious, but it was quickly ignited when he couldn't move or dodge. The white-haired old man was also in the flames, and soon turned into ashes.

"Smack, smack, smack. ”

There was a crisp applause, and then two figures walked out of the gray fog. In the first was a young man, not very old, but with a full beard. He had black weedy hair, tied haphazardly with a dirty and blackened blue ribbon, and two eyebrows that were drawn like thick ink, and a pair of dark and bright eyes underneath the thick eyebrows. In the latter person, she is a little girl, and her cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, so there is nothing special.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but Brother Mo's cultivation has improved again. Come, taste my good wine first!" the young man smiled and spoke, and as he spoke, he grabbed the wine gourd tied around his waist and threw it towards Mo Chong.

Mo Chong caught the wine gourd with one hand, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Brother Peng! Brother Peng's cultivation has also improved a small realm compared to the last time we met. "The person who came was Peng Baicheng, a monk of the Jiuxian Sect who had several encounters. He didn't come with Mo Chong, that is to say, the monks who were responsible for guarding Hengyang City finally came out to meet the enemy.

The little girl behind Peng Baicheng, after looking Mo Chong up and down a few times, said with some disappointment: "Second brother, is he Mo Chong?"

Peng Baicheng smiled: "Of course he is." ”

The little girl asked again, "Is he really Mo Chong?"

When Peng Baicheng heard this, he was a little puzzled, and frowned: "What, what's not like Mo Chong?"

The little girl sighed and said, "I heard that Mo Chong is a very powerful character. But ......," said the little girl, pointing to the charred corpse in the bunker, and added, "But he is very poor at what he does with the enemy." He actually used this low-level spell to trick people. This guy is a bit stupid, and if it were me, I wouldn't have been fooled. ”

When Peng Baicheng heard this, he smiled on his face, shook his head and said, "If you can win, you have the ability." Big spells and small means are the same. If you can kill the enemy with low-level spells, why do you need to spend so much effort? I brought you out just to make you understand. Strength on the battlefield is important, but it is also necessary to know how to adapt to changes and use it flexibly. If you don't know how to be flexible, even if your mana is higher than your opponent's, it's useless. And you think this little spell is so easy to cast?"

Speaking of this, Peng Baicheng looked at Mo Chong and said, "Brother Mo, this is the sister, Peng Xiaoqi." Can you tell her sister about the difficulties and ingenuity of the enemy just now?"

Mo Chong had a good impression of Peng Baicheng, and said with a smile: "Oh." Fortunately, she is not like you, and Miss Qi is much cleaner and more beautiful than you. ”

Peng Xiaoqi's impression of Mo Chong was not very good, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but purse the corners of his mouth, and immediately felt that Mo Chong was a lot more pleasing to the eye. Peng Baicheng understood people, and suddenly sighed. Mo Chong didn't wait for Peng Baicheng to speak, he continued: "This Demon Dao monk is obviously prepared. Knowing that I had used to work with other demon monks, I was familiar with their methods, so as soon as I came up, I used spells that I had never seen before. ”

Peng Xiaoqi immediately nodded and said, "Yes." I haven't seen his spell before, it's weird. ”

Mo Chong smiled: "Since the other party is prepared, the spell is so weird. The cultivation is still higher than me, so I naturally can't resist hard, so I immediately retreated after a little try. Although there is a smell of avoiding its edge, the main thing is to make the other party take it lightly, thinking that I have no intention and no ability to fight. ”

Peng Xiaoqi smiled: "You are very cunning. ”

Mo Chong said again: "With his long hair, he must be afraid of fire." However, he had feet, and I couldn't hold him, and the flames burned him off, and the hair grew again. And with attacks like blades, there is no way to cut off hair. I can only think of ways to get out of the scope of this ban first. As long as he can fly with air, no matter how long his hair is, he won't be able to catch him, and it will be easier to attack and defend at that time. ”

Peng Xiaoqi clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay! He's after you. But I guess he's not unaware of your plans. However, if you can fly, he can also fly, and his long hair still has an advantage. That's why he dared to chase. ”

Mo Chong nodded with a smile and said, "That's right." You are really smart. As for the quicksand charm, I came up with it on the fly. Originally, I just wanted to poke him with a long sword, and if it did, I could call it a day. However, when the sword was buried, I noticed that the ground was much looser, so I buried a few quicksand talismans. After the foundation building period, the monks can fly with the air, and the quicksand technique can only be used on the ground, so the monks in the foundation building period, basically no one will guard against this trick, let alone use it. He took it lightly, and that's what made me succeed in one fell swoop. Speaking of this, Mo Chong sighed and said, "If this trick doesn't work, I can only take him outside in circles." ”

Peng Xiaoqi nodded again and again: "Not bad, not bad." It's a lot easier than fighting him. ”

Mo Chong didn't have time until this time, and when he opened the wine gourd that Peng Baicheng threw over, he raised his head and took a sip. As soon as the wine entered the throat, a hot breath immediately flowed down the throat into the abdomen, and then the hot air rushed up from the abdomen to the door of the brain. Mo Chong's spirits perked up, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine! Brother Peng, your wine is much more domineering than the last time I drank, and it burns in a panic." ”

Peng Baicheng smiled: "Not bad, right? This is my treasure." Come on, you've tasted it, I've got a job. ”

Mo Chong nodded and smiled, "Not bad." We're not going to help here, and it's not great to have a copy of ginseng. As he spoke, he threw the wine gourd in his hand back to Peng Baicheng, hugged his fist at the two of them, and swept towards the battle group of his own team in the distance.

The inside and the outside should be combined, and with the advantage of numbers, the Demon Dao monks retreated quickly. However, they seemed to have expected it, and the retreat was swift and orderly, without any panic. The circle of gray fog that everyone thought was used to obscure their vision had another function - slowing down their movement. As a result, except for four or five of the Demon Dao monks who were tightly entangled and really had no way to escape, the rest of them scattered and disappeared without a trace. Evacuating safely at the cost of such casualties is extremely rare in siege warfare.

After the Demon Dao monk was repulsed, Mo Chong and the others immediately entered the city under the guidance of the Hengyang City monk. Because the time of the battle was relatively short, except for one person who was slightly seriously injured and three who were slightly injured, the rest of the people only lost some mana. This time, the support mission was completed relatively perfectly.

After entering the city, the monk of Hengyang City, who led the way, led them all the way to an attic in Hengyang City that served as a command center, and said, "Senior brothers, junior brothers, senior sisters, senior sisters. Uncle Chen is waiting inside, please come in. ”

The monk who guided everyone was already in the foundation building period, and he was called Shibo, so he was naturally a monk in the Yudan period. When Mo Chong heard this, he was both a little surprised and a little puzzled: "Since there are monks in Hengyang City, why do you have to ask for help elsewhere?" Most of the demon monks who are besieging the city also have masters in the Dan period, but they didn't play just now. So, those of them who came to support can't leave for a while?

In a hall in the attic, everyone saw the monk Jiedan sitting in Hengyang City. This person is actually Mo Chong's master Chen Bonian. When Chen Bonian saw everyone coming to help, he only greeted them a few times, and then sent everyone away, leaving only Mo Chong. As soon as everyone left, Chen Bonian immediately opened the protective prohibition of the hall, and said at the same time: "I heard that this kid Shan Zhengying died in Daping City?"

Mo Chong already knew that he had something to ask when Chen Bainian left him alone, but Chen Bainian asked this as soon as he came up, which was still a little unexpected for Mo Chong. Mo Chong was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Shan died in Daping City." Others also ......"

Chen Bonian frowned, and interrupted with some annoyance: "Hmph." I know that Shan Zhengying will definitely look at you unpleasantly. But fellow disciple, he is in trouble, how can you not help!? Do you know how big the stakes are!?"

Mo Chong smiled bitterly and said, "Master." It's not that the disciple doesn't want to help, but there is really no way. As he spoke, he told the story of that day. He didn't even hide the matter of releasing Tan Qingyuan and Ouyang Qing privately. Because Mo Chong knew that Chen Bonian asked this as soon as they met, it must have been because he was worried about himself. Although he and Chen Bonian have not seen each other for a long time, they can feel that this master is actually a caring heart for him.

Chen Bonian frowned and listened to the matter, sighed, and said, "So that's the case." This...... I really can't blame you. However, your reasons are still not enough in front of your single master. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Bonian's face suddenly turned pale, he took out a red jade plate and a scroll of documents from his arms, threw them on the table, and said: "You kid only knows how to get into trouble all day long! Lao Tzu is annoyed to look at you! This is the task document and order for guarding the border. You kid got it for me, go as far as you want. Don't be terrified!"

'Uncle Shan, a monk of the Yudan period?'

When Mo Chong heard Chen Bonian's words, his heart couldn't help but sink. At first, he only thought that Shan Zhengying was the apprentice of a certain monk in the Dan period like him, but now it sounds like Shan Zhengying is far from being a disciple of a certain monk in the Dan period, but has a blood relative in the Dan period. However, when Mo Chong heard Chen Bainian's later words, and then saw the task documents and orders, he couldn't help but feel the blood in his chest and choke in his throat.

Although what Chen Bonian said was not good, his intention could not be clearer, he wanted Mo Chong to leave quickly, and it was best to leave the Southern Liang Kingdom. Because the identity of the dead Shan Zhengying is too special, regardless of whether Mo Chong is responsible or not, the lost Shan Shibo will be angry with Mo Chong. If a monk is angry with a monk in the foundation building period, even Chen Bainian, who is also in the foundation building period, will not be able to stop him. After all, it was impossible for him to take Mo Chong with him from time to time, and it was really not too much effort for a Jie Dan Stage Monk to kill a Foundation Building Stage Monk.

"Master, I'm ......"

There was silence for a long time before Mo Chong could speak. But the voice was still a little choked.