Chapter 71: Dangerous Fight

Mo Buchou showed a natural smile and looked even more affectionate, saying: "Friend Wu, what Pindao said is of course true. What do you think, let's go with Pindao?"

Wu Yan nodded noncommittally, frowned at Mo Buchou and asked, "Taoist Mo, there is something Wu doesn't understand. Wu is very strange. How did you find me, Taoist Priest?"

Seeing that Wu Yan was tempted, Mo Buchou smiled and took out a white jade token in case something changed, and said: "Fellow Daoist Wu, you are serious. When you entered the valley, did you receive such a mysterious jade token? This jade token The card is made of Xuan Jade, and something special is carved into it. Within ten miles, as long as you have this other Xuan Jade card in your hand, you can sense the location of the Xuan Jade card. Fortunately, Pindao has checked your accommodation, Wu Daoyou. After reading the records, I found that your mysterious jade token had not been returned, so I successfully found your fellow Taoist with the help of the jade token."

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face, and then smiled strangely at Mo Buchou and said: "I see, thank you, Taoist Priest Mo, for informing me. By the way, Taoist Priest entered the ten feet in front of Wu, could it be that Don’t you feel anything wrong?”

"Isn't it appropriate?" Mo Buchou's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at Wu Yan in confusion, "What does Wu Daoyou mean by this? Do you still doubt Pindao's sincerity?"

"Don't dare, it's just that Wu was tricked by someone last night, and he was still very worried, so he had to take some precautionary measures. Haha, Taoist priest, don't be afraid, Wu just spread a little bit around here It's just a special medicinal powder. With the Taoist Master's cultivation, there is no need to worry that these medicinal powders will poison the Taoist Master." Wu Yan smiled and said unhurriedly.

Mo Buchou laughed a few times, as if he really didn't take the poisonous powder Wu Yan said to heart very seriously, but asked: "Fellow Daoist Wu is so cautious, and that's what he should do. By the way, Daoyou Wu said that he was raped by someone last night. I don’t know what’s going on. Is there anyone who wants to harm Taoist Fellow Wu? You tell Pindao, Pindao must be aware of Senior Taoist, and Senior Taoist attaches great importance to you, so he will definitely host it for Fellow Taoist. Fair!"

Looking at his righteous look, Wu Yan thought to himself, could he have guessed wrong? Wasn't this person planning to frame him? But what about the farmer and the scholar? They are also the deacons of the Immortal Valley.

"Taoist Master Gao Yi, thank you very much Wu. By the way, Wu wants to ask Taoist Master about two people. One of them is dressed as a farmer, in his thirties, and the other is dressed as a scholar, in his twenties, wearing brocade clothes. "Both of them are at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Do you know these two people?" Wu Yan touched his chin and stared at Mo Buchou and asked. After asking, Wu Yan said in a low voice. He was muttering something, as if he was still very angry because of these two people.

Mo Buchou's face moved slightly, and he glanced at Wu Yan with twinkling eyes. He quietly put one hand into his sleeve, and stretched the other hand to the back of his head, as if he wanted to straighten his bun that was messed up by the wind, but he said something in his mouth. He responded casually: "Oh? Pindao has some impressions of the two people mentioned by fellow Taoist...do it!"

He saw Mo Buchou put a big hand into his sleeve and suddenly raised it towards Wu Yan. A red light came out of his hand and rushed towards Wu Yan who was ten feet away.

The red light was a fiery red flame-shaped sharp arrow. It was very fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of Wu Yan and shot towards Wu Yan's heart.

With his other hand, he made a move behind him, and the Bagua sword that he had been carrying behind him came out of its sheath. In a flash of light, it transformed into a giant door panel sword that was more than ten feet long, floating above his head. . Mo Buchou pointed at the giant sword, and the giant sword turned into a ray of green light and slashed at Wu Yan fiercely.

Wu Yan was startled, but there was a strange smile on his face. He saw a flash of inspiration in his hand, and then he patted his body, and a yellow talisman stuck to his body and disappeared in a flash.

Then, golden light flashed in front of Wu Yan, and a three-foot golden shield appeared out of thin air, just in time to block the fiery red flame-shaped arrow that was shot at him.

Mo Buchou's expression changed, and he shouted with a ferocious smile: "You little thief, you have actually been on guard against your Taoist Master for a long time. Okay, okay, the Taoist Master will simply send you on your way today!"

After the flame-shaped sharp arrow hit the golden shield, it flashed, and the golden shield flickered with golden light. Mo Buchou had already controlled the cyan giant sword at this time, slashing at a distance of less than five feet from Wu Yan.

At this moment, Mo Buchou suddenly felt the soil beneath his feet move. A steel skeleton suddenly emerged from the soil. At a speed visible to the naked eye, it grew to a height of more than five feet in the blink of an eye. The giant blade and hammer in his hand, He struck hard at the giant blue sword.

Mo Buchou was startled, and hurriedly stepped back, looking intently at the steel puppet in front of him. When he saw that it was just an inferior first-order puppet, he wiped the cold sweat from his head and said mockingly: "I'm scaring your family." You jumped, what a powerful puppet you thought it was? Look at your Taoist destroying it!"

The giant green sword faced the giant blade and giant hammer that collided with each other. It did not dodge or dodge, and it even slashed forward. An extremely unpleasant and harsh sound came from the collision point between the giant cyan sword and the giant blade of the puppet. In the blink of an eye, the huge puppet was twisted into scrap metal by the giant cyan sword. It shrank into a ball of scrap metal and fell to the ground. on the ground.

Wu Yan was shocked. He thought that the puppet could at least resist Mo Buchou for a while, but he didn't expect it to be broken in the blink of an eye. At this time, he didn't care much. He hurriedly patted the storage bag and took out the low-level magic weapon Blood Blade that had been refined for more than four years.

Just as he was murmuring something in his mouth, sacrificing the Blood Blade, the golden shield in front of him that resisted the flaming arrows shrank to the size of two feet, and the flaming arrows also let out a soft roar and returned to a picture without any traces. The yellow talisman of the aura burned automatically as soon as it appeared, and turned into ashes when it fell to the ground.

"Intermediate defensive talisman, golden shield talisman? Low-level magic weapon? What a good boy, he has such a net worth, haha, Taoist master is determined to make a fortune this time!" Mo Buchou's face changed slightly as he looked at the man in front of Wu Yan. It transformed into a three-foot-sized golden shield again, its eyes flashing.

Wu Yan finally sacrificed the Blood Blade. A strange blade more than ten feet in size was floating above his head.

Wu Yan was drunk by Mo Buchou, and his expression changed drastically. He was about to control the Blood Blade and slash towards Mo Buchou when he suddenly felt his feet being held tightly by something. He couldn't help but his expression changed drastically again.

"Do it! Do you think you have any other tricks, Master Dao?" Mo Buchou laughed ferociously, pointed at the giant cyan sword, and slashed at Wu Yan again.

Wu Yan's feet were fixed in the soil, and his body could not move at all. He couldn't help being shocked. He heard a harsh creaking sound from the east, and another puppet was destroyed. He turned his head and looked to the east with great distress. He saw a guy in a green feathered coat who looked like a bunch of bushes. He was holding a blue wooden fan in his hand and was looking at the twisted, shapeless steel. The puppet flapped violently.

Green wind blades were continuously sprayed out from the fan, cutting the steel puppet.

"Deacon Mo, take advantage of the opportunity when he can't move and kill him! After Xiaosheng has dealt with this puppet, I will come to help you!" The green monster shuddered, and the strange green feather coat came into his hands, revealing his true appearance. , and it turned out to be the scholar he had seen in the palace before.

From this point of view, the person who grabbed his feet must be the farmer.

Being attacked on three sides, Wu Yan was very anxious. Although he knew who the enemy was, his heart could not help but sink into the abyss.

Mo Buchou's giant sword had already struck the small golden shield. The spiritual light on the small shield flickered and squeaked softly, as if it might be broken open at any time.

The Blood Blade floating above Wu Yan's head was attracted by him and hit Mo Buchou's giant sword hard, trying to knock it away. Mo Buchou laughed evilly, and controlled the giant sword with one hand to continue cutting the golden shield. He did not pay attention to the attack of the Blood Blade. Some kind of magic.

Wu Yan was very anxious, and kept shaking his feet, trying his best to break free from the restraints under his feet, but the force holding his feet under his feet was so great that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all.

At this time, the scholar had completely destroyed the puppet into a pile of scrap metal. He muttered words for a while, the green light lit up again on the fan, and he slapped Wu Yan with a grin. Dozens of green wind blades rushed towards Wu Yan.

At this time, Wu Yan controlled the Blood Blade with one hand, and finally bumped into the giant sword. The Blood Blade and the giant sword were at loggerheads, entangled together. Wu Yan's other hand also gathered mana and hurriedly threw it at the dozens of wind blades that were rushing towards him.

Five rays of golden light followed the swing of his five fingers and rushed toward the dozens of wind blades.

At the critical moment, Wu Yan finally cast the Five Golden Light Technique in time. There was a pop-pop sound on the east side. The dozens of wind blades were hit by five golden light spells. The two spells were almost the same, and they managed to break the scholar's wind blade attack with almost no risk.

Suddenly, Wu Yan's face changed drastically. He felt that the induction on the Blood Blade was weakening. He only heard a rattling sound, and the Blood Blade fell to the ground with a soft cry, and was scrapped in the blink of an eye!

Mo Buchou laughed wildly and said: "It's just a low-level magic weapon that wants to resist the power of Dao Master's mid-level magic weapon. Haha, boy, you are dead today."

Wu Yan was shocked to discover that Mo Buchou used the giant sword to cut off his golden shield talisman just to attract him to use the blood blade to resist the giant sword. The purpose was naturally to take the opportunity to destroy his blood blade. At this moment, Wu Yan's heart was bleeding.

Being targeted by such a sinister and thoughtful person is definitely not a good thing.

What made Wu Yan's face even more gloomy was that Mo Buchou's spell was ready to be completed. At this moment, in the sky above Mo Buchou's left hand, a dense ice blade of several inches had already taken shape.

Mo Buchou laughed evilly, raised his hand and shouted: "Go to hell!" He shook the ice blades and hit Wu Yan with them.

Wu Yan didn't even bother to look at the scholar standing not far to the east. He was muttering something in his mouth, gathering his magic power again to use the wooden fan to fan out the wind blade.

Wu Yan reached out and pointed, and the golden shield slammed into the giant sword. At the same time, his body began to twist strangely, and there was a sound of rattling bones in the soil under his feet.

Mo Buchou and the scholar looked at Wu Yan in surprise. They were horrified to find that Wu Yan's body had mysteriously disappeared. Except for a pool of blood and a dense hole pierced by the ice blade, there was no trace of Wu Yan. The figure of the rock?