Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 186: Responsibility, anyone who stands in my way will die
In the past few nights, Chen Mou did not dare to go to Taisu Mountain to show up for too long, and he came and went in a hurry to drink tea and chat with Lao Yuan. He was worried that if something happened, Ji Chengyu would not be able to find him, which would lead to unnecessary suspicion and suspicion. trouble.

He rented a guest house to stay at an inn near the Moon Viewing Temple in the city.

The years in the world are quiet and peaceful, and all living beings are busy.

Chen Mou, who was meditating in the room, suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to open the door, and a talisman light flew into his hand.

After a moment's inspection, Chen Mou flew out of the yard. There was a flash of fire in the dark night. He used the secret flying technique of "a flash of fire" he learned from his sect, and was far to the west of the city in the blink of an eye.

After chasing for about five hundred miles, a dozen people were fighting in several places over the barren mountains, seven or eight miles apart.

He glanced around and immediately found Ji Chengyu who was surrounded by four people.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, don't worry, Chen is here."

After saying hello, Chen Mou turned into flames in the air and flashed several times in succession. Passing by a battlefield, his sword energy suddenly rose. From a distance of more than [-] feet, seven or eight sword shadows attacked three people who did not have identity tags hanging on their waists. Masked foundation-building monk.

After a few "ding-dong" sounds, the three masked monks hurriedly resisted, immediately breaking the siege rhythm.

A patrolling monk who was trapped took the opportunity to rush out and swim in the air, waiting for subsequent help to arrive.

Chen Mou had already gone far away, and he made two attacks, both as emergency measures. He flew about five miles away, surrounded Ji Chengyu's four masked monks, and separated two of them to intercept the strong attackers who were charging straight towards him.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Amid the loud shouts, Chen Mou's long sword suddenly shot out and turned into a roaring fire sword.

He was really good at this "Yao Guang Xian" trick. It was extremely ferocious and as fast as lightning. The masked man who bore the brunt of the attack turned his body slightly, held the sword in both hands and struck at it.

Seeing that they were about to collide, the flaming sword suddenly stopped.

The fire was dazzling, and countless fire needles shot out.

The masked man on the other side slashed the air with his sword and it was too late to dodge. He didn't expect that his opponent's swordsmanship was so good and his consciousness was so powerful. He could only use his energy to resist the blow.

"Bang, bang, bang" there was a burst of dense explosions, knocking the man into a flash of light, and he retreated continuously in the air to neutralize the combined attack power of the fire needles.

The paused fire sword moved again, caught in the brilliant rain of fire flying all over the sky.

Fire and lightning shot out, and the sword energy surged forward.

"Brother Wang, be careful!"

Another masked monk shouted, but he was unable to help. Another long sword appeared in the hand of the empty-handed young Taoist opposite and came towards him, fierce and domineering.

"Pfft", the fire sword destroyed the man's dangerous protective weapon with one blow and pierced his left shoulder.

The blazing flames burned up the screaming man.

In order to hide his clumsiness, Chen Mou did not dare to use the real fire in his natal fire pattern, but the red fire he smelted was enough to attack the foundation-building monks.

The long sword in his hand was swung, and circular sword aura appeared, spreading out, and the sky was filled with sword light in layers.

The masked monk who came to intercept saw the miserable state of his companions, screaming and struggling in the raging flames. He couldn't put out the fire and would be burned alive in a short time. He didn't wait for large and small circles of sword light to surround him, turned around and retreated wildly. , without reminding the other temporary companions who are still fighting.

Chen Mou would not let the opponent go, and let go of the sword again.

"Bang", the fleeing masked monk collided with a sudden appearance of black air.

The huge cold hit him, shocking the monk. He suddenly fell into the viscosity, and his reaction was slowed down. The long sword, which suddenly sped up a few minutes, pierced through the back of his heart. The flames burned, and the ghostly aura was burned away in one fell swoop. .

The two masked men who besieged Ji Chengyu were so frightened that they left their opponents behind and fled west or south.

Chen Mou swung his sword twice and killed the two fire men in the air. He waved back the long sword that had stabbed the masked monk and went west to pursue them. With a few flashes of fire in the air, they were already far away.

Ji Chengyu, who was left with scars, muttered: "So fierce!"

He swallowed two pills and charged towards the nearest battle group.

Another monk from the sect arrived after receiving the message and joined the fight. The situation suddenly reversed. Shouts of "the wind is blowing" were heard from everywhere, and the masked monks fled into the darkness separately.Chen Mou killed two more thieves who hit him, returned with the wreckage, and found Ji Chengyu who was injured in the air.

He threw the thief's body aside casually and asked, "How are you injured? Where did these thieves come from?"

Ji Chengyu kept applying medicine on his hands and said: "The injury is not a problem. Thank you Daoist Chen for your timely help, otherwise Ji will be in trouble this time." Then he said: "I received a summons from the patrolling monks and came from nearby to help. , I still don’t know where the thief came from.”

Only one of the three patrolling monks was left, and he flew over with several others.

Chen Mou recognized one of them. The one being protected in the middle was Mr. Ma Er. The sword in his hand was the "Colorful Pearl Sword" he designed for the first time. He was covered in blood and in a miserable state. He was no longer the same as before. The arrogant people encountered on the streets.

"Thank you two fellow Taoists for your help. Crescent Moon Mountain Ma Zhiyan is very grateful."

Second Young Master Ma glanced at the black iron evil-killing tokens on their waists, and thanked them.

"It's your duty, Mr. Ma, there's no need to be polite."

Ji Chengyu returned the greeting and asked, "Do you know where the thieves come from? Why do so many foundation-building thieves suddenly appear here?"

Mr. Ma Ergong smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Ma led a group of people to escort a batch of goods back to the sect. Somehow, the news got out and attracted a dozen foundation-building thieves to ambush. The golden elixir seniors of each sect were strictly prohibited from going out. , giving the thieves an opportunity to take advantage of, otherwise they would dare to gather together and rob in such a big way?"

More than [-] helping hands came from afar, most of them were monks from Xianyue Mountain belonging to Second Young Master Ma.

The Second Master Ma hated the thieves who robbed him so much that he assigned Shan Shan to follow the monks and led his men to search everywhere throughout the night. After suffering a big loss, he was not willing to give up.

Several other monks looked at the corpses on the ground, trying to find some clues.

A loud shout suddenly came from far to the west: "Cultivators in front, please help to intercept the defecting cultivators!"

The sound boomed and spread dozens of miles away.

"It's Senior Jindan who is chasing him."

"Quick, let's form a formation to intercept the thieves."

Second Young Master Ma couldn't hear the word "thief repair" now, so he loudly assigned his men to wait.

Chen Mou calmly stepped back. The one who could be chased by the Jindan monks must be Jindan. He didn't have to risk his life to intercept him. Besides, it wasn't certain who was right. Ji Chengyu followed him and tacitly avoided him.

In the night sky, a black shadow flashed past from far to near.

"Bang", the seven people who formed an interception formation instantly collapsed, and one of them was even smashed into a broken limb and covered in blood.

Someone took advantage of him and slashed at the slightly slowed down figure from the side with his sword.

Young Master Ma angrily smashed a ball of earth-yellow treasure.

Two consecutive sounds of "bang" and "puff" finally made the figure slow down.

The defeated sword roared and counterattacked in a semi-fan shape at a faster speed.

Chen Mou dodged to the side one step ahead. His figure turned one, two, and three times in the air. Fragments of sword light wiped his robes past, making him break into a cold sweat. Several people nearby were injured by the random sword energy.

He and Ji Chengyu fled separately, just wanting to stay away from this place, which was about to become a battlefield for Jindan monks to fight.

"Yu Chixiao, where else are you running?"

The misty water curtain appeared along with the loud shouts, blocking the escape direction of the furious figure.

Two figures flew down, one to the left and one to the right.

"Run."

Young Master Ma and others were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands.

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(End of this chapter)