Chapter 243 Familiarity


    Mo Hua drew some formations around him, so he guarded Ji Li, guarding against other monsters and monks.


    After a while, Mo Hua''s spiritual sense moved and he noticed that a monk came over.


    His spiritual sense was released, and he felt it for a moment, and he felt it relieved, and he shouted, "Uncle Zhou, here!"


    There are three demon hunters not far away, and the leader is Zhou Cheng, who is Zhou Daping''s father.


    They followed the traces of fireworks to support them. When they heard the shouts, they rushed over immediately, and then they saw Ji Li lying on the ground, covered in blood.


    Seeing this, Zhou Cheng was startled and asked, "How is the injury?"


    "I''m stable for the time being, but I''ll be sent down the mountain as soon as possible and let Grandpa Feng treat it." Mo Hua said.


    Zhou Cheng nodded and asked Mo Hua again: "You are fine."


    "It''s okay." Mo Hua shook her head.


    Zhou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "That''s good."


    It is important to save people, so Zhou Cheng stopped talking and asked a few people to carry Ji Li on a stretcher, so he sent him to the bottom of the mountain.


    Mo Hua waved his hand to say goodbye to them and said silently in his heart: "I hope it''s time."


    Uncle Ji is the only son of Brother Ji.


    Mo Hua didn''t go down the mountain with them, he still had something to do.


    The man in black was still lying on the side, in a miserable state, unconscious, and seemed not dead.


    Mo Hua has no time to care about him now. When other demon hunters come, they will take the big man back to see if they can find out the history.


    “By the way, storage bag.”


    Mo Hua suddenly remembered, ran to the man and found the half-blasted storage bag.


    Before I could take a closer look, Mo Hua put away the storage bag, then took out the Sinan mother-child compass, and thought while looking:


    "Brother Ji entered the mountain and must have been with Uncle Ji. Brother Ji was chased and killed, which means Uncle Ji is in danger."


    "And this man has a deep cultivation level and looks like he kills people. It is probably difficult to deal with the cultivator''s sins."


    The ink painting found its own location on the Sinan compass, and indeed found a highlight not far from the south.


    This shows that the battle is still going on.


    Mo Hua''s eyes turned cold, she put away the compass and rushed to the south.


    The highlight of the south is a small hill.


    There are bushes around, leaves piled up under your feet, and sparse big trees spread branches and leaves to block the sun, making them appear deep and secluded below.


    When Mo Hua arrived, it was true that Ji Qingbai and two other demon hunters were fighting with others.


    Their opponent is also three black-clothed sinful cultivators.


    As the light and darkness intertwined, the sword light flashed and the spiritual power was stimulating. Both sides were physical cultivation, fighting in close combat, and it was hard to part with it.


    Black-clothed Crime Xiu had the advantage, Ji Qingbai and the other two were in a mess, and gradually they could not hold on.


    Mo Hua frowned.


    Something is wrong.


    The difference between the cultivation level of the two sides and the Taoist Dharma is not obvious, not to mention that there are two demon hunters wearing iron armor.


    Logically speaking, even if you lose to three, you won’t end up in such a miserable situation.


    At this moment, Mo Hua saw a figure suddenly appearing around Ji Qingbai, and a sword light flashed by.


    At the critical moment, Ji Qingbai suddenly felt something and barely avoided it, but a wound was still cut on his arm and blood was flowing.


    After the figure hit, it quickly moved away and gradually disappeared.


    Ji Qingbai frowned and his expression became even more serious.


    Ink painting was slightly stunned.


    Even though it was only a moment, he still saw it.


    The sneak attacker was wearing black clothes, short stature and silly eyes.


    And he is also good at hiding...


    Mo Hua had a guess in her mind, and her spiritual consciousness was released. In the white space, the afterimage of the spiritual power of the heaven and earth appeared.


    Behind the big tree, a light blue figure also appeared.


    This figure is very familiar.


    Ink painting thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up, "So it''s you!"


    Previously, the demon hunter occupied the Shuai Mine, and the Qian family hired monks to harass him. One of them was very tricky, which caused the demon hunter to suffer a great loss. I didn’t expect to meet again here.


    Mo Hua was a little surprised again, "He wasn''t dead?"


    He thought that the hidden monk had been killed by the demon hunter.


    But even though he was not dead, it seemed that his injuries were quite serious.


    This monk is not as decisive and ruthless as before, and his actions are a bit dragging.


    The hidden art is also greatly reduced. It requires the help of a big tree to hide its body better by hiding its light and dark light.


    Ji Qingbai and the other three fought against three, and they were not so disadvantageous.


    But with this hidden monk around, the situation is completely different.


    They have to fight with their opponents and beware of sneak attacks by concealed monks. Once injured, the situation will become more passive.


    With the spiritual consciousness of ordinary cultivators of the ninth level of Qi refining, they cannot see through the hidden art, and naturally they cannot deal with this hidden cultivator.


    But this is nothing to ink painting.


    In the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting, the figure of this hidden monk is as clear as watching the fire, and there is nothing to hide.


    When he was fighting for the spirit ore, he fell into Mo Hua''s hands. Now Mo Hua''s spiritual sense has become much stronger, and his concealment technique is even more concealed and he can only deceive himself.


    Before, he was lucky that he could escape from the monster hunter''s random sword.


    But this time, Mo Hua doesn''t plan to let him go.


    However, the most urgent task is to save Uncle Ji and the others first.


    The ink painting hid in a corner that their spiritual sense could not reach, took out the bamboo tube, and ignited the fireworks.


    Then the ink painting changed two positions and set off a fireworks.


    The same tricks in ink painting are reused and fireworks are released, hoping that they will retreat if they encounter difficulties.


    The fireworks took off, which also attracted the attention of the cultivator, and both sides stopped.


    But these sinful practices do not seem to be fooled.


    A sinful monk said: "These demon hunters let go of fireworks and asked for help before. If there were really people, they would have come to save them long ago. Now this man is hiding behind and not taking action, probably because he is bluffing. We will fight quickly and kill them."


    Several other sinful practitioners also nodded.


    Ji Qingbai endured his injuries and gritted his teeth and said, "We have no hatred, why do we have to kill them all?"


    Jiu Xiu said: "The Kong family''s flower spirit stones are bought for your father and son''s heads. Your son''s heads are probably already obtained, and you are missing now."


    Ji Qingbai looked sad when he heard this.


    "Stop talking nonsense, kill them quickly!" One of the seemingly leading one-eyed sin Xiu said coldly.


    So both sides stopped talking and started fighting again, and the sword was **** and fleshy, and the attacks between each other became more rapid.


    Mo Hua was a little helpless, but these sinful practices were not fooled.


    If so, he had to take action and find a way to delay the time.


    There should be many demon hunters nearby, and as long as they see fireworks, they should come to support them.


    Ink paintings are enough to find a way to delay the practice of sin before this.


    On the small hill covered by big trees, Ji Qingbai and two demon hunters were still struggling to support them.


    At the same time, the hidden monk in black had found the right opportunity and was ready to start again.


    With the protection of the forest, he quietly approached Ji Qingbai.


    Ji Qingbai thought that his son was in danger and fought hard for injuries, so he naturally exposed many flaws.


    The hidden monk''s eyes were full of time, and he looked at the opportunity, seized the flaws, and stabbed the dagger.


    The cold light of the dagger suddenly appeared, and at the critical moment, the fireball technique suddenly appeared.


    Before his dagger could stab Ji Qingbai, the fireball Technique first hit the hidden monk''s arm, interrupting his attack.


    After that, the fireball Explosion exploded, and the red spiritual energy turned into flames, burning his arms, and the burning pain spread.


    The hidden monk was in pain, but suddenly he was stunned.


    How come this situation is so familiar?


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    (This chapter ends)