Chapter 165 Who is it (third update)


    After Mo Shan was attacked, he was always alert.


    He vaguely guessed that among the Qian family''s hired monks, there was a monk who was good at hiding, who secretly attacked and attacked, so he was much more careful when making moves and tried not to leave any flaws.


    At the same time, he also paid attention to the battlefield to see if he could find clues about this monk.


    But although Mo Shan has a keen observation, his spiritual consciousness is not strong, so he cannot see through the hidden technique.


    At this moment, he saw a fireball technique!


    With just one look, he recognized that this was the fireball technique his son used in ink painting.


    After the fireball technique flew out, a short monk in black also exploded from a gap that had originally nothing.


    "The spiritual consciousness of Mo Hua can sense this monk who is good at hiding!"


    Mo Shan was revived and while fighting with the monks of the Qian family, he was paying attention to the fireball technique.


    Sure enough, every time the fireball technique flew over, the sneak attack of the monk in black would be interrupted and a brief appearance would be revealed.


    Mo Shan kept seeing it silently, waiting silently for the monk in black to reveal his flaws.


    Just now, the monk in black suddenly had a disordered mood and his spiritual power was disordered, revealing his body.


    Mo Shan saw the opportunity and grabbed his shoulder directly and threw the monk in black to the ground.


    The monk in black is good at concealing and sneak attacking, attacking viciously, but his body is not strong. After this fall, his bones broke, his mouth was spitting blood, and his heart was also cold.


    Once a monk who practices concealment is seen through his or her path, it means that a great disaster is coming!


    Especially on the battlefield where monks fight.


    The monk in black endured the severe pain and used his spiritual power to perform the hidden technique again.


    Yu Chengyi, who was on the other side, took the opportunity to come and strode forward and kicked him in the abdomen.


    The monk in black suddenly felt his internal organs shift, his body curled up, and was kicked far away by the kick, just landing among a bunch of demon hunters.


    The demon hunters were already angry. Seeing this, they raised their swords to greet the monks in black.


    When the monks of the Qian family arrived and tried hard to rescue the monk in black, he was covered with sword marks on his body, and only one breath was left.


    Elder Yu saw it happily and laughed.


    Without this hidden monk, the Qian family could only be slowly eroded.


    Elder Yu couldn''t help but look at Mo Hua again.


    Xindao Ink Painting This child has used fireball techniques to perfectly use, fast and accurate, and may become an amazing spiritual practitioner in the future.


    Now he is still young, has a low realm and is not strong in spiritual power, so this fireball technique can only be considered a tricky trick, used to interrupt or disrupt the situation of the battle.


    By the time he has a high cultivation level in the future, the power of fireball technology will be great. He will suddenly aim his heart meridians and qi sea...


    But you don’t even know where he is.


    Elder Yu put himself in his shoes and thought about it for a moment, but he thought it was difficult.


    At the same time, Qian Zhongxuan was even more angry.


    Fireball technique again!


    He was watching the show, watching the monks in black teasing the demon hunter, and seeing the demon hunter fall down one by one, thinking in his heart that old man Yu Changlin was furious and helpless.


    In the blink of an eye, the angry and helpless person became himself!


    Qian Zhongxuan''s eyes turned cold and his spiritual sense suddenly released. He wanted to see who was using the fireball technique? !


    Just as his spiritual sense was about to sweep into the Mo Hua, Elder Yu suddenly appeared and blocked the Mo Hua.


    Qian Zhongxuan felt that his spiritual sense was blocked. When he looked closely, he found that it was Yu Changlin''s old face again!


    Elder Yu looked at him with a smile. Qian Zhongxuan felt bad, and immediately said with a pain: "Retreat!"


    Qian Zhongxuan was already very skilled in calling out the "retreat".


    Elder Yu saw that Qian Zhongxuan had retreated and had no spiritual sense to peek at him, so he hugged Mo Hua, jumped into the mine cave.


    "You should be more careful in the future and never take risks. If you can, don''t take action, don''t take action." Elder Yu reminded.


    He was afraid that Mo Hua would be able to make a move, so the Qian family saw the clues. With Qian Zhongxuan''s slim temperament, he would probably be shameless and unfair to Mo Hua. "Yeah," Mo Hua said with a little head, "Either you don''t take action, you''ll have to take the other party''s life if you take action!"


    Mo Hua said harsh words in a childish voice.


    Elder Yu couldn''t help but be amused when he heard this, "Who taught you this?"


    “My father taught me!”


    Elder Yu nodded and smiled, "It''s a good statement! The world of cultivation is dangerous. Either you don''t take action. Since you take action, don''t hold back. Your father taught you well!"


    His father was praised, and Mo Hua nodded with honor.


    The monk in black was cut off and destroyed, Qian Zhongxuan shouted to withdraw, and the monk in Qian slipped away in shame again. However, when he retreated, he was covered by the demon hunter and lost a lot of people.


    Qian Zhongxuan had no choice but to lose all his money and lose his manpower. The spiritual mine probably has no chance.


    He couldn''t raise his head in the family either.


    Qian Zhongxuan felt extremely hated!


    He hated that old man Yu Changlin, the carelessness of hiring monks, and the incompetence of his monks.


    But what he cares most about was who was helping the hunter draw the formation, and who was secretly using magic?


    Which formation master will he descend to help these poor demon hunters draw formations?


    Which monk would use this kind of low-power but tricky and weird fireball technique?


    If there were no formation and fireball skills, he would have taken the spirit ore long ago.


    Qian Zhongxuan couldn''t figure it out, so he had to use Qian Zhuang to vent his anger and spit Qian Zhuang out of blood.


    If he hadn''t done anything well, he wouldn''t have been involved in these bad things!


    Originally, I discussed with the head of the family that I could divide one more spirit stone into one more spirit stone after capturing the spirit mine. Now even if he divides 20% more, he cannot make up for his losses.


    Qian Zhongxuan became more angry the more he thought about it.


    Qian Zhuang asked in a low voice: "Elder, what should I do next?"


    He wanted to divert his attention so that Qian Zhongxuan would not be thinking about how to scold him.


    Qian Zhongxuan frowned. Before he could think about it, a mourning came from outside the camp.


    They are the injured Qian family monks and those hired monks.


    Qian Zhongxuan sighed, waved his sleeves, and said helplessly: "Save people first."


    In the open space outside the camp, there were wounded everywhere and wailing.


    The monk in black was also receiving healing.


    The Qian family alchemist fed him the pills, applied some herbs, and slowly cleared the remaining spiritual power in his body, and cut his hair that was burned by the fireball technique.


    The black-clothed monk''s injuries gradually stabilized, and it took a long time to slowly wake up.


    The pain in his body made his mind blank, and then he gradually recalled what happened during the day.


    Everything was mixed, and many monks'' impressions flashed by, including monks who threw him, monks who kicked him, monks who cut him with random swords.


    Of course there is also the monk who uses fireball skills!


    The monk in black couldn''t help but feel anger in his heart.


    He has been in the second-grade Heishan Prefecture for more than a hundred years, and has been smooth sailing and has rarely made any mistakes. Now he is being attacked by someone using fireball techniques, and the gutter has capsized for no reason.


    The primary fireball technique, the powerful fireball technique in the middle stage of Qi refining!


    Sneak attacked by fireball!


    A century-old monk was sneak attacked by the fireball technique!


    It’s a great shame!


    In addition to resentment, the monk in black was extremely puzzled.


    How did he get sneak attacked, how did he see through the hidden technique, who used the fireball technique, and how could he hit him accurately every time?


    The monk in black couldn''t figure it out no matter how he thought about it. He couldn''t help but feel depressed in his chest. He squirted out a mouthful of blood to the sky, and roared unwillingly:


    "Who the **** did you use the fireball technique?!"


    After saying that, his anger hit his heart, his wounds cracked again, his eyes turned black, and he fainted again.


    (This chapter ends)