Stunning weapon

Wu Zhanhou and the others left without stopping. Even the corpses of the dead in the Divine Guard were taken away, including their weapons and belongings.Perhaps, this is to avoid being found out by the outside world, and it is a kind of secret protection for the Divine Guard.

Although Mo Xiaochuan was somewhat interested in this, he had no reason to stop him. Not to mention that the gang led by Wu Zhanhou and Guixi was difficult to deal with, the nature of the problem alone was enough to make Mo Xiaochuan feel scruples.

Because after all, the purpose of killing Fangxin is that the two sides have different purposes, and the people they are targeting are also Yan people.If he directly attacked the Divine Guard, it would be a public confrontation with Mo Zhiyuan.It's not just about action, it's about attitude.

After Mo Xiaochuan watched Wu Zhanhou and the guard go away, he relaxed, sat down on the ground, and gasped for breath.Just now under the pressure of Wu Zhanhou, he took back the Big Dipper Sword, which put him a huge burden. After fighting for a long time, the true energy in his body was a little empty, how could he face such consumption.

He took out the wine jug from his arms and drank half of it in one breath, only feeling a warm current in his stomach dissipating to his limbs, and his complexion gradually became better.But the zhenqi in the body is still far from overflowing.This kind of wine from the ancient tomb, if Lin Feng and the others drink it, just one sip can make them make a breakthrough, and no matter how much they drink, it will even cause damage to their bodies. Not enough strength.

After all, in terms of realm, he is no longer comparable to Lin Feng and the others. What's more, he is a strange person who has no energy meridians, and the capacity of true energy in his body is much larger than that of ordinary people.

After a while, the old Taoist climbed out of the pit, his face was covered with dust, his clothes were torn, and he didn't have the slightest sense of immortality, he looked like an old beggar.

He raised his eyes to look at Mo Xiaochuan, sat down on his buttocks, his face was pale, he stretched out his hand to touch it, with a wry smile on his face, there was no wine jar left.Mo Xiaochuan didn't say anything, he just threw the jug in his hand to him.

The old Taoist took it, his palms trembling slightly, he put the jug to his lips, closed his eyes, and took a sip. Then, not long after, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. He was about to speak, but he quickly closed his mouth and guided his breath. After a while, the color of his eyes changed to joy, he raised his head, poured the remaining half of the pot into his belly, and then let his breath go back to the ruins , luckily.

After a short time, the old Taoist's complexion became much better, his hands stopped shaking, and his tiredness faded a lot. He threw the jug back to Mo Xiaochuan, and said, "I didn't expect that your kid's good things are still there. It’s really quite a lot, with this kind of good wine, I didn’t say that I was filial to the old way before.”

Mo Xiaochuan didn't seem to be much better than the old Taoist priest. Even though he regained some of his true energy, he still looked listless. He caught the jug, put it in his arms, and said with disdain, "I've let you know earlier, wouldn't it be that I was killed by you?" Did you drink it up?"

The old Taoist didn't deny it either, but just laughed and said, "In your eyes, is the old Taoist's conduct so bad?"

Mo Xiaochuan sighed softly, not in the mood to joke with the old Taoist priest. This battle had hit his self-confidence to some extent. This was the first time he had been hit so hard since he became a master of the Dao of Heaven. Although Wu Zhanhou said he won But Mo Xiaochuan knew in his heart that Wu Zhanhou didn't dare to hurt him because he had scruples, and he didn't even want to kill the old Taoist priest, which made him speculate and killed Fang Xin.

If the two sides were hostile, Mo Xiaochuan believed that before the old Taoist priest arrived, Wu Zhanhou might be sure to kill himself, and even if he joined forces with the old Taoist priest, he might not be sure of winning.

What's more, the group of divine guards is also very surprising. They obviously also fought against Mo Xiaochuan with scruples.Their purpose was to stop Mo Xiaochuan, not kill them, which gave Mo Xiaochuan a lot of room to take the initiative. If their purpose was to kill them, it would be extremely difficult for Mo Xiaochuan to deal with them.

Originally thought that Mo Zhiyuan had come out of the mysterious veil, but after this battle, Mo Xiaochuan felt that Mo Zhiyuan was even more mysterious. He slightly raised his eyelids, and seeing the old Taoist's smile, Mo Xiaochuan revealed With a wry smile: "I fought with that old man, how do you feel?"

The old Taoist fell silent, took a deep breath, and looked up. He didn't know whether he was trying to see his forehead, or he was looking at the sky. After a while, he said, "It doesn't feel good..."

Mo Xiaochuan laughed and stood up: "I didn't expect that you would be beaten sometimes."

The old Taoist also got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and said: "Yeah, I didn't expect that old monster to be so old, but his martial arts are more advanced. The old barbarian fought with him before, but I can't see it." Little, but I didn't expect that he still kept a hand, if that old barbarian fights against him now, I'm afraid he will lose even faster."

Old Barbarian?Mo Xiaochuan thought for a while, and then realized that the old Taoist should be talking about the Great Master of the Barbarian Kingdom. He stepped forward and replied softly: "The old barbarian you are talking about should be dead..."

The old Taoist was slightly startled, then nodded lightly, and said: "The old barbarian is also over 100 years old. It is normal to die. But this old monster, why not? Damn, at such a great age, he still runs away." come out……"

It seems that the old Taoist was beaten up today, and he has a lot of resentment towards Wu Zhanhou, so he must feel uncomfortable. After all, Mo Xiaochuan is a young man, and there is still a lot of room for development in the future. Even if he loses to Wu Zhanhou, compared to the old Taoist , it seems that it is not that embarrassing.However, the old Taoist priest has been famous for many years. In the Central Plains, when his name is mentioned, he is among the top experts. Many people who don't know Wu Zhanhou even think that he may be the number one expert in the Central Plains.

In this case, Mo Xiaochuan would not believe that he was beaten to shame, if he said that he didn't care in his heart. Mo Xiaochuan hasn't seen anything he can't let go of.Thinking about it, it won't take long for him to adjust.

"Back!" Mo Xiaochuan looked at him and said slowly.

"En!" The old Taoist nodded, and was about to take a step, when he suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait!"

Mo Xiaochuan turned his head in doubt, but saw the old Taoist with his hands on his waist, turning his body around suddenly, the bones in his body made a "cracking" sound, and then he shook his arms and moved his legs, Only then did he catch up with Mo Xiaochuan, grinned, and said: "The old monster really hated it when he attacked, and beat the bones of the old man in the wrong place. If we fight for another half an hour, I'm afraid the old man will be even more embarrassed... "

Mo Xiaochuan was speechless for a while, shook his head slightly, and walked away first.Afterwards, the old Taoist priest also followed. If the two of them took turns this time, it would be considered a big victory, but the record did not make them happy. On the way back, they talked very little...