There are six people opposite.

Only one is in the early stage of foundation building.

The other five people are in the middle stage of foundation building.

Among them, the highest cultivation level is the "condile" with a hooked nose, which is at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and has sixteen lines of spiritual consciousness.

The senior brothers and sisters here are all from major sects, with profound cultivation, good spiritual weapons and Taoism, rich experience in fighting, and a tacit cooperation.

Even if it is four to six, it is not at all disadvantage.

Mo Hua nodded.

He is worthy of being a genius from all major sects in Qianxuezhou.

I will follow them in the future!

However, ink painting is also a little worried.

The current scene is somewhat stalemate.

Such a stalemate is definitely not a solution.

Especially the "condile" had the advantage in cultivation. He held a silver sword and fought with Ouyang Feng, with a calm look on his face, obviously leaving behind a backup plan.

In this case...

I pondered the ink painting for a while.

"We should kill other sins first, and then take our hands out to beat up the "condile" who is leading by many enemies..."

The situation on the field is similar to what Mo Hua expected.

Obviously, Ouyang Feng and others thought so too.

First of all, the sinful cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was found by Shangguan Xu, and he flashed to the ground in a few seconds.

Hua Qianqian took the time to make up a few spiritual needles.

This is what the monks in the early stage of foundation building explained.

Mo Hua shook her head and said to herself:

"This idiot, without self-knowledge, rashly participated in the melee in the middle stage of foundation building, and didn't take any more attention, and tried to escape, and deserved to be the first to die..."

Then there is four to five.

Mo Hua was not in a hurry to take action, he had to observe first.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

First of all, the battle between Ouyang Feng and his sisters was organized and tacit.

But these are similar to the cooperation between demon hunters.

It is nothing more than melee combat with sword energy, long-range magic, mutual cooperation, scrutiny, increase the enemy's weaknesses, and take his life.

They didn't use any great spells either.

Or moves such as protecting the body with golden body, raising spiritual power, and killing enemies with swords.

The methods of the sin cultivator on the opposite side are similar, but the spiritual weapon will be poisoned, the spiritual power will also be a bit weird, and the Taoist movements are also strange.

Mo Hua looked at it for a long time and became familiar with the moves of both sides and the habit of attacking. He understood the enemy's every move, advance and retreat, and nodded slightly.

"You can take action..."

If they don’t take action, they won’t know their “awesomeness”!

I learned my own magic in vain.

The battle continues in the distance...

Mountains and rocks fly, spells are stimulating, and physical cultivation is close to each other to change moves.

At this moment, Shangguan Xu's huge sword was pressed horizontally, and a black-clothed Sin Cultivator retreated in a panic, revealing his flaws.

Seeing this, Murong Caiyun's eyes froze slightly. When he twisted the trick, a five-colored spiritual light broke through the air and hit the shoulder of the sin cultivator.

The light of spirit wore clothes and pierced the flesh and blood, which brought out a stream of blood, and then evaporated the blood in an instant, leaving a scar.

Jiu Xiu couldn't help but staggered a few steps, sweating in his forehead, and he reluctantly cursed a few times. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he turned around and wanted to escape.

Shangguan Xu slashed with a sword, trying to stop him, but the giant sword was slow to take action and still couldn't keep it.

Murong Caiyun condensed his magic and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue it, so he took the opportunity to kill the sinful cultivation.

But the spell was one step slower, only scratching his arm, and not leaving the sin cultivator behind.

Jiu Xiu turned around, looked at Murong Caiyun fiercely, and cursed viciously:

"Bitch!"

He kept these people in his heart, then activated his body skills and wanted to slip away. After finding a place to rest, he would come back to trouble these disciples of the sects.

But as soon as he took a step, he felt a chill in his heart.

It seems that someone has been targeted by me.

Before he could think about it, a light blue water light appeared out of thin air, forming a cage, locking him tightly!

At the same time, a suffocation of "drowning" came.

The cultivator could not move, and his chest was tight and disgusting, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

What kind of spell is this?!

Shangguan Xu and Murong Caiyun were also stunned for a moment, but this fighter opportunity was fleeting. The two immediately came back to their senses and seized the opportunity for these few breaths.

Shangguan Xu's sword swept across, blocking several sin cultivators who were trying to support him.

Murong Caiyun flipped his slender hands and condensed into a magic spell, forming a brighter five-color spiritual spell.

The Sin Xiu was trapped by the Water Prison Technique, and after several struggles, he finally broke free.

He is in the middle stage of foundation building cultivation.

The ink painting is only in the early stage of foundation building, and its spiritual roots are poor, its spiritual power is weak, and its spells are fast, but its effect is still a little worse.

But the few breaths trapped by the Water Prison Technique is enough.

As soon as the Sin Xiu broke free from the water prison, he looked up and saw a light of inspiration. He accidentally came and penetrated his chest. Although he did not die, he also caused serious injuries.

Ouyang Feng beside him pestered the censor vulture.

Hua Qianqian is elegant and kind. Seeing the battle situation here, she took the time to replenish two spiritual needles and hit the mind of the sinful cultivation.

In just a few breaths, this sinful cultivation was trapped by the water prison technique, penetrated the chest by the five elements of spiritual light, and was stabbed by the Baihua Spiritual Needle. It was impossible to avoid it and died on the spot.

This change happened in an instant, and the situation changed drastically on the spot.

Four to four.

There is also an ink painting, hiding in the dark, "eying at it".

One died in the early stage of foundation building, the other was the middle stage of foundation building, and two sins were cultivated.

The vulture's face was no longer calm.

His sinister eyes glanced around coldly, and said in a cold voice:

"Who is the one who dares to plot against?"

Ouyang Feng looked surprised.

Murong Caiyun and others thought about it, but were shocked.

It's ink painting...

They did not expect that Mo Hua, the "little formation master", could have such tricky and weird spells, and they could use them so quickly that they could grasp the timing very accurately.

Most importantly, very skilled...

It seems like I do this often...

There was no echo around.

The vulture's eyes looked gloomy and his spiritual sense kept sweeping around.

This little devil who secretly casts a cold arrow, no matter who he is or how well he is in his cultivation, will inevitably be a hidden danger under the current situation.

Ouyang Feng was afraid that the vulture would find the place where Mo Hua was hiding. His eyes were cold and his sword energy increased sharply, and he accelerated his offensive and said in a deep voice:

"Bandits, die!"

The vulture was slightly angry and said "tsk", but he had to cheer up and deal with Ouyang Feng.

Murong Caiyun and the other two knew that the opportunity was rare, so they all tried their best and stopped, intending to eliminate the remaining few sin cultivators, and then siege the leading vulture together.

Mo Hua became much more relaxed. He lay on the grass, humming a small song, watching others fight, and then found the right opportunity to control the enemy with water prison technique.

If you don’t take action, you will be killed. Once you take action, you will inevitably be a sinful practitioner.

If you take action again, you will be guilty and die.
To be continued...