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    Baili Guofeng heard Mo Wen's words, and immediately looked around for the monks and nuns carrying the baggage. At this moment, many monks and nuns rushed over, with sticks, plain knives, crescent shovels, and tin sticks all rushing to greet him.

    "Liu Sheng, get out of here." A hundred-mile strong wind swept the mace, forcing everyone back.

    "Vajra Palm", "Demon-Subduing Sword Technique", "Bodhi Stick", "Pudu Cihang"

    "Pu, mother, get out of here." Baili Guangfeng immediately became angry when he saw these monks and nuns not knowing how to advance or retreat. He flipped up his mace and knocked out a fat monk.  The front end of the mace had many sharp thorns, and the fat monk was instantly injured and bleeding after being hit by it.

    Compared with Baili Guangfeng, the number of monks and nuns who attacked Mo Wen was smaller, only the three white-browed old monks. However, these three people were all in their seventies and had profound cultivation. Even though they were using their bare hands, their spiritual energy was extremely strong.  The three of them worked together to hold Mo Wen down. Although they didn't yell, they were extremely fierce when they attacked, obviously wanting to take him down as soon as possible.

    There were a large number of people besieging Baili Kuangfeng. Two people had been poisoned and died. In everyone's opinion, the deaths of these two people were related to Baili Kuangfeng. In order to protect themselves, the monks and nuns all used their special skills and rushed desperately.  Baili Guangfeng made a move, but Baili Guangfeng was blocked in place and unable to move. He was not good at defending and was hit with a knife and a stick in an instant.

    "Don't force me to kill people, you stupid donkeys." The mace swirled in a hundred-mile strong wind, forcing the besiegers to retreat, but his mace was about ten feet long, and the swing was slow to return. There was a short monk  He took the opportunity to lie on the ground and hit his left leg with a stick.

    "Mo Wen, they are like mad dogs, what should we do?" Baili Guangfeng saw that he could not scare the monks, so he shouted at Mo Wen in desperation.

    At this time, Mo Wen was fighting one against three with the Wind Capturing Ghost Hand. The three old monks cooperated in a tacit understanding. You advanced and I retreated, and the attack and defense were measured. He was trapped in the same place and had no time to draw symbols. He heard Baili Guangfeng hurriedly shouting.  He said, "You retreat first."

    "If I stay here any longer, I will have to kill people. You can leave too, they can't trap you." Baili Guangfeng shouted, waving the mace to drive back the approaching monks, and then dragged the mace backwards towards you.  Beishan swept away.

    As soon as the Baili Guangfeng receded, the monks and nuns immediately rushed to catch up. However, Baili Guangfeng was stopped again by a distance of only two feet. With the stick under his hands and his fists drawn out, Baili Guangfeng jumped like thunder and cursed angrily.

    Mo Wen had to deal with the attacks of three old monks at the same time, so he had no time to step aside to help Baili Guangfeng. After a few rounds, he finally found the opportunity to draw the black knife, forced the three old monks back with the sword light, and took the opportunity to take out the talisman box.

    "If we let him draw the talisman, we will all die here." Someone in the crowd around Baili Guangfeng shouted hoarsely.

    "The person who spoke just now is Liu Sheng, you have to be careful." Mo Wen warned Baili Kuangfeng.

    The three old monks took advantage of Mo Wen's voice and rushed back again. Their spiritual energy rushed out, and they never left the talisman box in Mo Wen's left hand.

    Seeing the opponent making a sudden attack, Mo Wen could only defend with his sword. As a result, he only had the black sword in his right hand to use. Because his left hand had grasped the talisman box, he could not use the wind-capturing ghost hand again. He was constrained everywhere and his moves were restricted.  .

    "I killed those two monks. This matter has nothing to do with you. Leave here as soon as possible and spread the news. Don't delay to avoid being plotted by them." Mo Wen shouted loudly, he was not afraid that these monks were  Because Tianlang had nothing to rely on, he never wanted to be held back by the three old monks and had no chance to draw the talisman.  If Baili Guangfeng continues to stay here, Liu Sheng will most likely take the opportunity to kill him.

    "What on earth are you thinking? You didn't kill those two monks at all." Baili Kuangfeng responded loudly.

    Mo Wen frowned helplessly when he heard this, saying that the group of monks and nuns might still believe that he killed the two monks.  If someone said that someone changed his appearance and hid in the crowd to attack secretly, how could these monks and nuns believe it?

    Anxious in his heart, Mo Wen began to try to break out. To break out, the first priority was to put the talisman box back into his arms and free up his left hand. But at this time, the three old monks were very guarded against his left hand, and he had no chance to reach in.  pregnant.

    "Three soul-destroying swords." Mo Wen quickly swept the black sword in his right hand while concentrating his energy and shouting loudly.

    The three old monks heard Mo Wen¡¯s shouts and thought that Mo Wen was going to perform a domineering stunt, so they hurriedly returned to defense. Mo Wen took the opportunity to return the talisman box in his arms, freed his left hand and used the wind-catching hand to break through to the south.

    The three old monks originally thought that Mo Wen would have two follow-up moves after swinging the black sword. They never thought that Mo Wen was simply a misguided plan. When they reacted, they immediately chased after them.

    ¡°I¡¯ll be back in a moment, please be more careful.¡± Mo Wen shouted and then quickly swept south.

    When the three old monks heard this, they immediately understood that Mo Wen was trying to distance himself and take advantage of the opportunity to draw a talisman. The monk Hongguang who had spoken before was so anxious that his spiritual energy extended out of his body and struck Mo Wen five feet away from the air.

    Don¡¯t ask what you think, don¡¯t bother to pick up the talisman box, hurriedly turned around and emitted spiritual energy to meet the spiritual energy emitted by Hong Guang. In an instant, the two spiritual energy collided. Mo Wen's spiritual energy was mediocre, far less pure than Hong Guang's spiritual energy. The spiritual energy he emitted suddenly rebounded, making him feel like  He was hit hard and his breath was suffocated.

    Although the spiritual energy competition was clearly divided, Mo Wen took advantage of the force of the counter-shock and retreated three feet, widened the distance between the two sides, quickly turned around and swept again, and at the same time reached into his arms and took out the talisman box.

    "If I don't kill you, I will be killed by you today." The shouts of hundreds of miles of wind came from the mountains on the north side.

    Mo Wen was shocked when he heard this. If Baili Guangfeng fell into Liu Sheng's trick and went on a killing spree, he would end up in the same situation as him.  But at this time, he couldn't stop Baili Kuangfeng from killing people, because there were trees blocking him, and he didn't know what kind of dangerous situation Baili Kuangfeng was in.

    "With half a stick of incense, I will definitely be able to summon a white tiger." Mo Wen quickly plundered while still sheathing his sword, freeing his hand to grab the Tianlang hair.

    "Shrink the ground to an inch!" An old monk heard Mo Wen's words and shouted loudly as he landed on the ground. After four words, he was already ten feet in front of Mo Wen. He jumped up from below and came to intercept him.  Don¡¯t ask.

    Mo Wen had just written a talisman. Seeing this situation, he didn't care about writing any more talismans. He suddenly removed his spiritual energy and quickly landed on the ground to avoid the old monk's interception.

    Shrinking the ground into an inch is originally a profound Taoist magic, but was later learned by Buddhism. Depending on the depth of cultivation, it can reach the mysterious realm of one step of ten feet, one step of one hundred feet, or even one step of thousands of miles. Although this old monk's cultivation is advanced, he can only barely do it.  He took two steps of ten feet, but one move already made his breath unsteady and his movement in the air was not smooth, so Mo Wen didn't stop him.

    Just when Mo Wen had just landed, the roar of a hundred-mile strong wind came from the mountains and forests on the north side, "Hunyuan protects the body, and the power reaches the sky."

    Mo Wen was in the jungle at this time, writing spells quickly. When he heard the roar of a hundred miles of wind, he knew that he had used his special skills. As expected, there were continuous screams immediately after the roar of a hundred miles of wind. Mo Wen  It can be seen that Baili Guangfeng started to kill people out of self-protection.

    Soon enough, at the same time as the screams came, the two old monks from behind had already caught up, and the old monks in mid-air had also swooped down. Mo Wen had no choice but to suddenly stop his move and move three feet sideways.  Avoiding the three old monks, he jumped up and took the opportunity to paint again.

    Mo Wen, the Xingxu White Tiger Talisman, was already very skilled in using it. When he was writing the spell, he did not lower his head to look. Instead, he turned back to look at the mountains and forests to the north. He saw Baili Guangfeng's figure soared by several feet, and there was golden light flowing around his body, like a giant.  Standing at the sunny foot of the hillside, he waved the mace left and right in his hand. The surrounding trees seemed to be blown by the wind and flew away from the ground. The monks and nuns saw this and all attacked from the air, but their weapons could not hurt the strong wind of hundreds of miles.  Compared with the hundreds of miles of strong wind, they were like children and dwarfs. Not to mention the mace full of sharp thorns, they could not bear the palms as big as pot lids. Whenever they were hit by the hundreds of miles of strong wind, they would all fall to the ground.  Death.

    "Don't let anyone get close to you." Mo Wen shouted in desperation, but all spells have flaws. Although Baili Guangfeng seeks a spell with invulnerability and infinite power, he is not invulnerable, and there is also a shield.  At that time, the Taoist robe on his body had been torn, and a pair of cow-nose shorts woven with black fish tendons were wrapped around his waist. There was a black light emitting from the Shimen point in front of the shorts, which seemed to be a breast shield made of black iron.  The breast protector reaches his waist, which is equivalent to three hundred taels of silver in this place. After a moment's thought, he knows that his shield is at Shimen Point.

    When Mo Wen shouted a reminder, the three old monks were already chasing after them. Mo Wen had nowhere to hide, so he could only pull himself up high. He took the opportunity to finish drawing the star talisman, returned the talisman box to his arms, and pinched the fingers with his left hand.  After reciting the mantra quickly, he summoned the white tiger and pounced suddenly.

    When the three old monks saw Mo Wen sacrificing the white tiger, they immediately released their strength and fell rapidly. Mo Wen followed the white tiger and quickly fell. At the same time, the divine white tiger attacked the three of them.

    The three old monks were much calmer than the rest of the Yuqing Sect. After landing, they immediately leaned back to defend. The white tigers clashed repeatedly, but were repelled by the two of them.

    "Can we help?" Mo Wen asked loudly before landing.

    ¡°There¡¯s nothing to be afraid of if a mantis¡¯ arm is used as a chariot.¡± Baili Guangfeng responded loudly.

    Hearing this, Mo Wen felt determined. He unsheathed his black sword and rushed towards the three old monks, assisting the white tiger in attacking.

    The three old monks knew the power of the black sword. When they saw the light of Mo Wen's sword coming, they hurriedly dispersed to avoid it. The white tiger took the opportunity and bit one of them's head from behind, shaking his head repeatedly and tearing his head apart.

    As soon as the defensive formation was broken, the two old monks were instantly at a disadvantage, but they did not retreat. After avoiding the light of Mo Wen Dao, they quickly rushed back. Ignoring the white tiger, they pushed their spiritual energy to the extreme and shot out all four palms.  He wanted to kill Mo Wen in one fell swoop.

    Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Wen did not force his attack, but moved laterally out of the way again, and ordered the white tiger to go around and attack behind the two of them.

    The two of them missed the target with one blow and quickly turned around to deal with the white tiger.The cold spiritual energy immediately cut off 20% of the white tiger's aura.

    Seeing this, Mo Wen did not continue to attack the enemy personally, but stood ten feet away and concentrated on controlling the white tiger. Since he could also transform into a white tiger, he did not care about the feathers when controlling the white tiger, and focused on attacking. After a while, the white tiger took one of them  An old monk fell down again. Monk Hongguang saw this and rushed forward to rescue him. The spiritual energy he released dispersed the white tiger, but before that, the white tiger had already smashed the old monk's head with his claws.

    After the white tiger disappeared, Mo Wen hesitated a little. He was debating whether to turn into another white tiger. Just as he was debating, Monk Hongguang made an unexpected move and ran away.

    Things in the world are not only divided into good and bad. Sometimes justice and evil are mixed with each other. These monks and nuns and the people of Yuqing Sect are not bad people, but he still killed them. What he did was excusable.  But it was unreasonable, and there was no doubt that what he did was wrong.

    Now that he knew he was wrong, he should have stopped the killing, but Mo Wen did not do that. Instead, he raised his spirits and chased Monk Hongguang. He had already killed a Taoist from the Yuqing Sect and a Buddhist monk. Sooner or later, he would be punished, but  He didn't want to implicate Baili Guangfeng. If he didn't kill all these monks and nuns, they would leak the wrong information as the truth, and Baili Guangfeng would have no way to survive
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