Do you think I look like a fairy?

Seeing the arrow with its tail feathers still trembling that suddenly appeared in front of him, Magistrate Mo, who was walking in front, was startled:
"Such archery skills must be practiced by extraordinary people!"

This speed is really too fast.

Although he didn't set the target on him, he still felt a sense of danger.

Hearing what Wei Yi said, Governor Mo hurriedly looked up, and when he saw Wei Yi's Taoist robe, he nodded clearly at this moment:

"It turned out to be a Qi practitioner in the deep mountains."

"No wonder there is such a sharp shot, if it is a practitioner of Qi, this is normal!"

Most Qi practitioners are actually very strong physically.

Although Biwufu may be almost.

But that is also the mainstream of the entire world, and it still occupies the most noble position.

After all, not to mention anything else, just talking about the longevity and long-sighted life, which does not know how many years it can live, is enough to make people enviable.

Seeing these three people clearly, the bow and arrow in Wei Yi's hand has been fully drawn again:

"Fellow daoists, go back individually."

"Now this mountain forest is not something you can set foot in!"

Seeing him like this, seeing how he was about to make a move, Li Xing, the prince of Wuwei, couldn't help but take a step forward:
"I am King Wuwei..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of thunder cracking past his ears.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Li Xing felt that someone pulled him sideways with great strength.

Waiting until he looked back at the position he was just standing at, he saw that an arrow had been pierced through the ground at this moment.

If he just didn't move.

Maybe that arrow could be directly inserted into his forehead right now!

Seeing this scene, he was shocked and angry.

After all, as the eldest son of the palace, he still has his own pride.

Even in the imperial capital, few people dared to speak loudly to him. He never thought that in this remote place, he was almost killed by someone else.

Hang the iron tire bow on your body.

Wei Yi suddenly took out the small ecstasy banner, and then quickly poured mana into it.

Look into his eyes.

All he could see was the coldness in his deep black pupils.

The voice of the whole person could not help but become a little cold:

"Fellow daoists, retreat!"

"Pindao advises everyone, don't make mistakes!"

With Wei Yi's posture, let alone Li Xing, the prince of Wuwei.

Even the old man who had been standing next to him, smiling all day long, couldn't help showing a trace of anger.

That's what happened to both of them.

That's not to mention Magistrate Mo who has been practicing martial arts and suppressing one party. After all, he is the most violent among the crowd!
Hearing Wei Yi's words, County Guard Mo stomped on the ground, and the muscles, bones and blood vessels on his body had a faint golden light:
"boom!"

Huge Qi and blood suddenly exploded.

A piercing spirit suddenly bloomed from the body of Sheriff Mo.

Immediately afterwards, I only saw the whole body of Mo Junju jumped, and then came towards the mountain where Wei Yi was located:

"kill!"

The sound was like thunder.

In an instant, a powerful murderous aura erupted.

Not only that, but the old man next to the son couldn't help but took out a tortoise shell from his hand at this moment.

Gently flick the turtle shell in his hand.

In a short while, Feng Shui Qi veins quickly formed around his body.

Indistinctly, a big blood-red bird suddenly appeared from behind it, and the Suzaku in the four-element deadlock suddenly wept blood!

Dots of blood appeared in all directions, as if some horrible existence had awakened in it.

For a while, he was very angry.

The feng shui veins in the forest were also attracted, as if someone had done something to change the feng shui pattern.

Seeing the performance of these two people at this moment, Wei Yi is naturally not to be outdone.

After all, before reaching a certain level, most of the fighting methods of practitioners are those with powerful magic power, and those with powerful magic weapons can win.

And he inherited the magic weapon that the old Taoist priest practiced for 300 years, this is not a joke.

The mana surged rapidly.

In an instant, around the fiery red scorching sun in his body, a silver halo was missing.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Yi made a series of tricks in his hands:
"go with!"

next moment.

I only saw a burst of flying sand and rocks, among them, there was a golden light mixed indistinctly.

"boom!"

There was a crash.

Immediately afterwards, the aura of Governor Mo's attack from this side of the mountain that had just erupted was interrupted.

Not only that, Magistrate Mo, who was interrupted, couldn't help but look a little ugly at the moment, looking at the big pit in front of him.

Just a little.

If he had just had a hard head, maybe he would really hold on to the Hunyuan Pearl that flew over.

That thing hits people really hard!

And this is just the moment of the beacon fire, with the golden Hunyuan pearl, and with the wind and sand, it smacked towards Mo Junshou.

In Wei Yi's hand, a blood-red gourd suddenly appeared:
"Edict!"

There is a saying that it does not feel bad for a cub to sell his father's land.

The old Taoist priest has accumulated more than 300 years, dare not eat, dare not drink, the blood sand accumulated just now was displayed by Wei Yi without any scruples in an instant.

In the same way, the mana transformed from another stream of innate qi has poured into it like a mighty river.

"Woooooo~"

The sound of howling ghosts and wolves appeared.

As the blood-red mist emerged from the mouth of the blood jade gourd bottle, the blood mist that could be seen grew in the wind.

After a while, the large blood-red mist turned into a gust of wind, blowing towards the old man all over the mountains and plains.

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

"..."

For a moment, the blood-colored mist raged in the entire mountain forest like a rain of blood from the sky.

How does this look like an ordinary Qi fighter fighting technique?
Even the old man who had a lot of experience and practiced for many years couldn't help being taken aback at this moment.

After all, if you are practicing Qishi fighting skills, shouldn't you try each other out and then cast spells slowly?

How can there be a rhythm of urging the magic weapon as hard as possible when you come up, and you will beat life and death as soon as you come up?
Moreover.

Doesn't this innate qi not need money?

Why does it seem that casting spells doesn't hurt at all?

Although he was extremely surprised, the old man was naturally capable as an enshrinement of the Wuwei Palace.

The tortoise shell was spinning fast in his hand.

In a short while, this piece of land was changed in Feng Shui and turned into a special field surrounding them.

However, after all, he still underestimated the blood sand in the blood jade gourd.

The old Taoist priests have accumulated more than 300 years of hard work, how can ordinary people match it?
Before he could make another move, the pollution and evil spirit in the blood sand quickly eroded away.

Seeing the overall situation of the pair of Feng Shui that he arranged, it was soaked in an instant, and the old man couldn't help but exclaimed:
"not good!"

When he said this, he repeatedly pinched the magic arts in his hands, and for a while, his hands had already cast shadows.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yi couldn't help but sneer:
"How can I give you a chance to resist?"

After the words fell, it was another mana transformed from innate qi, which was completely injected into the blood jade gourd.

This time it will break the sky.

The sound of whimpering spread all over the hilltops, and the original blood-red mist became pitch black in an instant.

"Woooooo~"

Just after the black mist circled around the old man, a scream came from the mist:
"My magic weapon!!"

The sound made those who heard it sad and those who saw it cry.

No one could have imagined that this old man could cry so heartbrokenly.

Wait until the fog clears.

When the forest calmed down again, he saw the tortoise shell in the old man's hand, which had already been dyed red.

This is clearly the magic weapon polluted by that evil spirit.

From the looks of it, at least several years of breathing can be completed before it can be fully refined.

How can this make the old man not angry?
Looking at Wei Yi holding a gourd in his left hand and a bead in his right, and a two-foot-long flag floating behind him.

The old man couldn't help but get angry:

"You... you... Shuzi!"

He was also aggrieved.

As a feng shui master among Qi practitioners, all his spells are contained in the tortoise shell and the energy of the earth veins.

If he is given a chance, the entire mountain forest will be ruled by him.

Who knew that it would fall into the hands of a young man when he first arrived?
This young man doesn't talk about Wude.

Not only did he not follow the normal routine to test, but the magic weapon in his hand was also very vicious, and it was not a good thing to use!

Looking at the Governor Mo who stopped in the distance, and then at the old man beside him, Li Xing, the son of Prince Wuwei, his face couldn't help but become a little gloomy at this moment.

He knew it was over.

From the current point of view, if they continue to entangle, I am afraid that it will really be an endless situation.

Thinking of this, he said in a depressed voice:

"Master Zhang, Uncle Mo, let's go!"

After the words fell, County Sheriff Mo jumped down from the mountainside, and then quietly came to Li Xing's side.

"Boom!"

And the old man also slowly protected Li Xing behind him, looking at his vigilant face, he was probably afraid of Wei Yi's sneak attack.

at last.

The three of them slowly retreated along the same path, and within a short while, they had exited the forest and walked towards the city further away.

Looking at the sky full of yellow sand.

These three people should have come on horses, but at the moment they are quite in a state of embarrassment.

Look into the distance.

When he couldn't see the voices of the three people, Wei Yi breathed a sigh of relief:

"It seems that they should be more aware of current affairs and don't want to fight the poor."

"Wuwei Prince's son?"

"Looks like someone big."

"A martial artist who has cultivated physical supernatural powers, and a Qi practitioner who has successfully cultivated, this is really a big ostentation!"

When he said this, he put down the three instruments, removed the magic power on them, and put them in his sleeves.

The three of them were afraid of each other just now.

And the reason why Wei Yi shot so fiercely was to show his ability and get the qualification to have a positive dialogue.

Obviously he succeeded.

The two people on the opposite side felt his own strength, and for a while, there was a noble person around him who needed protection, and they didn't want to fight him to the death.

That's why I retreated safely.

If the martial artist really wants to fight him to the death, he can rush to the top of this mountain with the Hunyuan Pearl on his head.

Once the three of them really fight to the end, even if one of them wins, it will be a miserable victory in the end, and there will be no benefit.

They all work with dead wages, why should they work hard for him?

After packing up everything, he picked up the two rabbits he had just beaten, Wei Yi shook his head, and left towards the Taoist temple:

"This can be regarded as causing trouble~"

"It's hard to say that there will be such a big event going to happen next, and Pindao should go back early and make some preparations."

"It might be a blessing in disguise in the end..."

When it came to the end, Wei Yi's voice also became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the wind.

And his figure is also gradually disappearing, the whole person still looks handsome, and he doesn't show any sadness because of causing trouble.

As he said.

The next three will definitely use part of their strength to counterattack.

It is estimated that this may be the most violent wave. If anyone can stop it, then this matter will be much easier to handle.

After all, who doesn't want to be a person who listens to the tune and doesn't listen to the announcement, and Guan Jiangkou Erlang has shown himself as a sage and a true king?

In the past, the old Taoist priests were very low-key.

After all, he played this game in an evil way.

But Wei Yi is different, young people must have a new style.

Wei Yi felt that instead of spending a huge price to kill him, after he showed a certain strength, he would probably live together peacefully in the end.

Moreover.

It's not like he can't run.

When the one in the mountain forest ascended to the position of the earth spirit god, he took the remains of that person and ran away.

The big deal is to run away, who is afraid of whom?

In this vast world, if you just find a high mountain to hide in, you can survive.

With this free time, why not go back to the Taoist temple to prepare for the next robbery!
the other side.

Li Xing, the eldest son of the eldest son Li Xing who had already left in the mountains and forests, was full of anger at this moment:
"This damn demon way!!"

This was definitely the biggest setback in his life, and he almost stayed here even with his life.

How could this not make him angry?
Seeing his performance, although Sheriff Mo didn't show anything on the surface, he secretly sighed in his heart:
"Tiger father and son!"

With this kind of mentality, with such a city, where is the material that can do great things?
But think again.

The one in front of him was the old man Wuwei Wang, who was born when he was over half a hundred years old, and he was also the only son.

There's nothing wrong with coddling.

After all, according to the old man's own practice, even if he doesn't become a martial saint, he may be able to survive until his grandson dies.

Indeed, there is nothing for this prince to carry.

After his anger subsided, Li Xing looked at the old man beside him:
"Master Zhang, this demon way must be the biggest obstacle to our trip."

"He must have reached some kind of deal with that hundred-year-old ginseng. If it drags on, I'm afraid something might really go wrong!"

This was the first useful thing he did for his old man, and he didn't allow it to fail.

The old man looked at Li Xing's eyes, and his whole body pondered for a while, and then he glanced at the turtle shell stained with blood.

Immediately afterwards, he said to Sheriff Mo in an inexplicable tone:
"Building a temple alone in the deep mountains to practice, worshiping gods that are forbidden by the imperial court... This should be considered as a sacrificial offering..."

"Mr. Mo, according to what you have learned, according to the court's laws, how should one deal with privately worshiping evil gods?"

Hearing his words, Sheriff Mo, who had been paddling beside him, couldn't help but take a deep look at the old man.

What a ruthless old monster!

However, he was a little upset about being humiliated today, so naturally he wouldn't say anything for Wei Yi.

Moreover.

With the two in front of him backing him, it must be logical for him to mobilize the army.

When he thought of this, he said with a murderous voice, a sonorous and forceful cold voice:

"According to the imperial decree."

"Those who build temples without permission and perform adulterous sacrifices should..."

"Attack! Mountain! Cut! Temple!"

The last four words are firm and powerful, and every single word shows the firm determination and murderous aura in it.