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But at this time, Ning Que was about to rush out of the horse thief's encirclement, cut off the horse's leg with a single knife, and looked up to see the divine rune and dao pattern that appeared in front of Mo Shanshan suddenly burst, and the tumbling air wave rolled up the snow on the grass and rushed towards him , Ning Que turned around with a horizontal knife, and looked solemnly at the masked man falling in mid-air.

"Among the horse thieves, there is a great Nian master at the peak of Dongxuan!"

On the other side of the battlefield divided by the horse thieves, while Zhou Ji was covering the Mochiyuan disciples, he had been paying attention to the movement behind the horse thieves.

With his current spiritual cultivation, he had sensed the presence of Lin Ling when he met the horse thief. Now that he couldn't help but make a move, he couldn't help smiling, and his figure flashed past the horse thief. A fine electric current made a crackling sound, and people and horses fell to the ground wherever it passed, and the bandits who had surrounded the disciples of Mochiyuan suddenly tore a huge gap.

"Young Master Zhou, this person doesn't look like a horse thief." The breeze blew past his ears, and Mo Shanshan suddenly felt that there was another person beside him, and subconsciously raised his guard but then relaxed.

Zhou Ji nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "If the commander of Tangtang Town's northern military camp is reduced to becoming a horse thief, then what he wants is not just the food and grass for escort."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Que's dignified expression suddenly became ferocious, he clenched the simple knife in his hand, and the veins on the back of his tense hand bulged.

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This person really came after me.

As early as when he was escorting Li Yu, the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty, to Chang'an, he encountered a surprise attack by horse thieves. At that time, his first reaction was to abandon Li Yu and take Sangsang out of the convoy.

But now, since the other party came for him, Ning Que had no way out.

After all, in the vast wilderness, once a cavalry of hundreds of people with a master of the Dongxuan Realm is staring at him, he alone will definitely die!

If there is no way to retreat, then there is only a battle to the death.

This is precisely what Ning Que is best at.

Nian Shi and Talisman Talisman are physically weak and are not good at melee combat. Before the other party stood still, Ning Que stepped forward and charged back at the horse thief who was chasing him. The horse's leg rolled in a circle on the grass, and turned into a gray-black blade light, which was persistently and definitely cut down.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, even Lin Ling didn't expect that a mere martial artist in the Unconfused Realm would dare to open his sword at the Nian Shi who was at the peak of the Dongxuan Realm.

However, the gap in realms cannot be broken through with passion. Ning Que slashed out with a knife, but the sharp white blade was stuck three steps away from Lin Ling.

When Ning Que was in Chang'an, he had seen the fight between Chao Xiaoshu and Master Da Nian. He glanced at the transparent waves cut by the blade in the air. Ning Que raised his eyes to meet the contemptuous eyes of the masked man, and killed him. without wavering,

Suddenly, the slender, long and narrow snow-white blade ignited raging flames. The red light was as bright as blood, burning the blood in Ning Que's body. Only then did Lin Ling's expression fluctuate. Pulled by thoughts, the cart hit Ning Que.

Ning Que turned over and backed away. When the cart collided and blocked the sight of the two, a burst of sparks burst out in front of Lin Ling.

It's a pity that even if the spark exploded, Lin Ling was not hurt at all.

Even before the black cloth covering the face was touched, it was tightly wrapped by an invisible force, and finally the sparks were weak and dissipated in the wind of the wasteland.

For a while, in the cold winter wind of the wasteland, Ning Que's body and mood were extremely cold.

Lin Ling looked indifferently at Ning Que, who was holding a knife and pestle to the ground, and gently tapped the hem of the skirt with the tip of his hanging right finger. Ning Que's heart skipped a beat. Just as he felt the danger approaching, a burning fire talisman appeared behind him, raging fire It was born out of thin air, and after a few minutes of swaggering, it became a wall of fire.

'Boom~'

As soon as the wall of fire was formed, a circular gap was blown out in the center. Lin Ling's indifferent face finally showed a slight change. His gaze swept to a man and a woman who suddenly appeared, and he could see at a glance that the burning sky fire talisman just now came from this Master Mo Shan of Mochi Garden performed it.

"Who are you?"

Both are in the Dongxuan Realm, Lin Ling is already at the peak, while Mo Shanshan is only at the beginning stage, Lin Ling glanced at Mo Shanshan and then turned his attention to Zhou Ji.

Of the three present, the only one he couldn't see through was this young man who appeared out of nowhere.

"This person's landlord~" Zhou Ji pointed to Ning Que who was behind him, and said with a light smile, "At the beginning, it was agreed to deposit one and pay three, but now more than half a year has passed, and he still owes me five months' rent !"

Naturally, Lin Ling wouldn't be so stupid as to say such stupid things as asking the other party to get out of the way and paying the rent for Ning Que himself. Seeing the protection in Zhou Ji's tone, Lin Ling looked murderous and said coldly, "Then Ask him after you go down!"

After all, an extremely powerful and tyrannical thought force followed an invisible trajectory, arose from the ground, penetrated the air, and pierced towards Zhou Ji's eyebrows.

Thought power is invisible and colorless, and it is the most difficult to guard against, but how can Lin Ling's Dongxuan realm shake Zhou Ji's thousand-year cultivation base?

Especially after being cheated once by Zixuan, Zhou Ji attached great importance to the cultivation of divine consciousness. Feeling the invisible fluctuations from the air, Zhou Ji pointed to the sword and pointed it at the void in front of him. ~' sounded softly, the breeze was blowing, and the translucent air folds appeared in front of everyone.

One blow failed to test Zhou Ji's cultivation, but made Lin Ling feel that the other party was unfathomable.

The talisman master communicates with the world, and the mind teacher tempers himself. The higher the level, the more sensitive the perception of danger. Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, and then glanced at the horse thief who was about to be killed by the golden tent cavalry, Lin Lingxin Knowing that this battle cannot be dragged on any longer.

The other party has a profound knowledge and no confusion, and a mysterious young man who can't see the realm. One against three will only make him fall into a stalemate, and then he will be surrounded by the Golden Horde Cavalry regiment, and it will be difficult to escape in the end.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling signaled the horse thief beside him to cover himself, then drew out a scimitar and swiped it towards his left hand.

As the blood dripped, strands of bright red blood were pulled away from the blood and gathered in front of Lin Ling. The tangible light sphere emitted invisible fluctuations, and a terrifying spiritual pressure spread, causing Fengyun to mutate. The entire grassland was dyed a faint blood color.

The horse thieves, the golden tent cavalry, and the disciples of Mochiyuan stopped fighting one after another, looking at the vision around them anxiously.

And Ning Que, who was behind Zhou Ji, was heartbroken, and took out the Yuan Shisan arrow to shoot the opponent, but found that Lin Ling was already prepared and hid behind the horse thief.

Not only him, but even Mo Shanshan didn't expect that the other party could burst out with power beyond the realm of Dongxuan. The crushing of this kind of realm was enough to make her at the beginning of Dongxuan feel a little bit of powerless despair.

The blood was like a net, gathered into a ball, and Lin Ling's face had lost any color. He resisted the stinging pain from his brain due to overdrawing his spiritual consciousness, and pushed the blood ball out.

For a moment, the ground shrouded in red light seemed to freeze, the blood cells rolled, and the turf, horses, and bandits passed by, regardless of enemy or friend, were all twisted into pieces. Seeing the blood cells coming straight to Zhou Ji, Mo Shanshan's mind went blank , as if he had seen Zhou Ji being swallowed by blood cells and then disappearing in front of him.

Mo Shanshan was in a trance and then woke up instantly. Facing the tumbling air waves, he flew in front of Zhou Ji. At the same time, he stretched out two slender jade fingers, and drew a few glowing lines in the east wind of the cold wasteland. thin line.

An invisible force was born in these few lines.

She used her finger as the brush, her mind as the ink, and the heaven and the earth as the scroll, and drew the indeterminate talisman that only a talisman master who has advanced to the realm of knowing fate can draw!

It's not that Zhou Ji can't see what it is, but he can feel that Mo Shanshan is overdrawing his mental strength.

Casting amulets across the border, the pain involved is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even though she has a deep comprehension of Fu Dao, her realm still stays in the cave. Seeing that she was halfway through the painting, her fingers couldn't help trembling violently. .

The blood ball rolled bigger and bigger, and Mo Shanshan couldn't hold on halfway through the talisman drawing.

Looking at the blood-colored world in front of him like a purgatory, Mo Shanshan's true energy has been exhausted, even his spiritual consciousness has been overdrawn, and his spirit is so weak that he is almost in a coma.

'Could it be that it's not working anymore? Are you going to die here with Mr. Zhou? ’ Mo Shanshan’s ethereal eyes gradually lost their focus. She had lost all her strength and wanted to turn her head to take one last look at Zhou Ji, but she leaned back, but was tightly wrapped by a familiar breath.

The consciousness in the laxity stagnated slightly, and in the corner of his vision, Mo Shanshan stretched out a pair of generous and fiery big hands from both sides, holding her tenderly gently.

The warm and watery mental power blended with her thoughts along the palm of her hand, and her exhausted and overdrawn spiritual consciousness instantly recovered. Mo Shanshan seemed to see himself in a vast ocean, a vast starry sky, or lying in the hot spring where the snow mountain was. , the whole person blends into it.

Slowly raising the dangling arms, Mo Shanshan suddenly came to his senses, and began to draw the talisman halfway through. She completed this 'indeterminate character' that could not be completed at the initial stage of Dongxuan.

The talisman was completed, and the blood cell was within reach.

In an instant, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed, and in a very short time, it condensed into a transparent air mass, which swallowed the blood cells.

The invisible and transparent rune power, like a fist swung by a god with all its strength, recoiled towards Lin Ling from a distance of tens of feet. The violent air wave swept away the previous mess and plowed a path on the grass The deep gully.

The remaining ten or so horse thieves spurted blood and fell off their horses one after another.

Lin Ling could no longer maintain his previous indifference and indifference at this time. He used up a lot of thought power in his body when he crossed the border and used the mind-knowledge technique. The remaining mind power was enough to deal with Mo Shanshan at the beginning of the Dongxuan state and Ning Que at the non-confusion state. Now he was faced with a complete indefinite character.

Under the influence of the talisman, he even had some difficulty in mobilizing his mind power. If it was just a half-way talisman, maybe he could barely survive with years of hard work.

But this is a complete fate-knowing talisman, and the remaining thoughts in the body were shattered by the talisman before it even got close. Lin Ling could only watch helplessly as the talisman passed through his body and pierced his chest.

Looking down, the huge blood hole almost tore the body in half, Lin Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, the light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the whole person fell into the gully in front of him.

Lin Ling was dead, the Golden Tent Cavalrymen and Mochiyuan disciples turned their defenses into offenses, and quickly surrounded and killed the remaining horse thieves. Not far away, Ning Que slowly let go of the bowstring, and put back the Yuan Thirteen Arrows in his hand long box.

If Zhou Ji and Mo Shanshan hadn't helped him block Lin Ling's blow just now, I'm afraid he would have been buried here forever just like these waste materials whose bodies couldn't even be put together.

Ning Que planned to thank him face to face, but he glanced at a man and a woman standing on the hillside of the wasteland, shrugged his shoulders, stopped Shao Hua who wanted to join in the fun, and pushed her towards the convoy.

After the fierce battle, it was devastated.

Almost all the Mochiyuan disciples were injured, and the Golden Horde cavalry and civilian husbands also suffered a lot of casualties.

The team sorted out the remaining food and grass nearby, and got ready to go again. Mo Shanshan looked at the corpses and injured people all over the ground, with a hint of grief on his pale face.

"Is it because I was a little eager for success? I was blindly seeking trials without considering the consequences." Mo Shanshan's eyes were dim, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Today."

Mo Shanshan shook his head and continued, "It's not the same as the past few days. If you weren't there for this trip to the wasteland, our Mochi Garden would have suffered heavy casualties. Before you know it, I already owe you a lot."

"The main force of this trip is the Golden Tent Cavalry. They were born and raised in the wasteland, and they are very familiar with the landscape and horse thieves. Your request for assistance from the side is not wrong, and I even agree with it." Zhou Ji smiled, "What's more, The horse thieves I encountered this time was just an accident. Their goal was not you. Without you, they would still attack the camp. Your entourage helped the Golden Horde Cavalry protect more civilians. This is a good thing, so why bother? So remorseful?"

'Is it a good thing? ’ Mo Shanshan looked at the peasants who were arranging grain, grass and carriages, and his dim eyes finally lit up.

On the other side, the camp of the Chinese army.

The commander of the temple cavalry, Luo Kedi and Qu Ni, both noticed the vision of heaven and earth that appeared in the grain and grass team. There were two violent shocks of heaven and earth vitality, a bloody thought force full of hostility, and a powerful and sublime Fu Xiao breath. It was clearly reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two of them, causing their expressions to change dramatically.

Looking up at the hills in the distance, Qu Ni murmured, "This kind of power is undoubtedly an indeterminate talisman of the Realm of Knowing Fate. Could it be that the scholar really took off his face and followed all the way to the wasteland to protect his disciples? "

"Or, is this indeterminate talisman cast by that little girl of Mo Shanshan? She has already entered Zhiming?"

Qu Ni's face was gloomy, and Luo Kedi's face was not very good-looking either.

Dongxuan and knowing fate are the biggest hurdles for practitioners. Countless people have difficulty knowing their fate throughout their lives. Similarly, once they enter the realm of knowing fate, all forces will only try their best to win them over and dare not rashly offend.

Regardless of whether this indeterminate talisman was cast by the book sage or Mo Shanzhu, it was not good news for him.

Glancing at Qu Ni beside him from the corner of his sight, Luo Kedi moved a few steps away, thinking that if Master Qu Ni went to make things difficult for Mochiyuan next time, he would definitely not be involved in it.