Chapter 246 Ambush
The one-eyed sin cultivator led the group of sin cultivators back to the original route, came to the foot of the hillside, lurked in the bushes, and looked up.
There were only four people on the secluded hillside.
Ji Qingbai and the other three people were covered in blood and were still meditating to heal their injuries. The young monk was guarding the three of them with a wary expression.
“If you don't run away, will you wait here to die?” Diao Laosan sneered.
The one-eyed sin cultivator frowned, "I'm afraid there's a scam."
“Let go of your spiritual consciousness and take a look?” Guilty monk.
“will be noticed.”
“There are no foundation-building monks, so let's check carefully.”
"It's that kid. His spiritual consciousness is ridiculously strong. If we use our spiritual consciousness to peek, he will definitely find us."
"How can it be?"
“How could I lie to you?”
The criminal cultivators argued for a while, and the one-eyed monk asked: "Brother, what should I do?"
The bald criminal cultivator thought: "Ji Qingbai is a monk from outside. He has few connections in Tongxian City, so there won't be many monks to help him."
“As for that kid, it seems that he is a local monster hunter, but he is too young, so he definitely doesn't know many people.”
“Even if there is an ambush, there won't be many people ambushed.”
“We are enough to kill them all!”
The one-eyed monk nodded and couldn't help but flatter him: "Brother is wise!"
The bald sin cultivator's eyes turned cold and he continued: "We are in the business of licking blood with the tip of a knife. There is no reason not to eat the meat that is delivered to you, even if it is placed on the tip of the knife."
All the sin cultivators had sinister smiles on their faces and greedy eyes.
“Do it!”
Bald Sin Xiu commanded.
More than twenty criminal cultivators rushed up the hillside like hungry wolves, and then suddenly dispersed, surrounding the four Mo Hua people to prevent them from running away.
A sin cultivator stepped forward and wanted to catch the ink painting, but as soon as his foot stepped forward and touched the ground, the fire exploded instantly.
The sin cultivator was blown to the ground, half of his body was blackened, he was curled up and wailing, and his appearance was miserable.
“Formation?”
The guilty cultivators were frightened, looked at each other, and stopped moving forward.
The power of the formation should not be underestimated. For a moment, no one was sure who had set up the formation and how many of them had been set up.
The atmosphere became slightly tense, and the two sides began to confront each other again.
Mo Hua had a hint of fear and nervousness in his expression, but Diao Laosan didn't believe it at all. This kid was so cunning that it was impossible for him to show such an expression.
His eyes were sinister and he said coldly:
“Little devil, stop pretending and let the ambush come out.”
The fear and nervousness on Mo Hua's face faded, and he couldn't help but scratch his head, "Am I so bad at acting?"
He felt that his acting was actually pretty good.
Diao Laosan's eyelids twitched and he said angrily: "I'm about to die, but I'm still talking nonsense."
“How did you know that I was about to die?”
Diao Laosan raised his dagger, and there was a gloomy cold light on the dagger:
"You will know later when I slit your throat and poke out your eyes."
Mo Hua was happy and unfazed, "Then why don't you come over?"
Diao Laosan took a step forward and wanted to go over, but he didn't dare.
He didn't know if there was any formation on the ground, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
The one-eyed monk frowned and said, "Something's wrong."
The little monk's expression was too calm.
Why is he so calm, just relying on a few formations on the ground?
Or are there other sources of support?
At this time, Mo Hua and others were surrounded, and he wanted to let go of his consciousness and take a look, as he was not afraid of disturbing the situation.
But as soon as his consciousness was released, he felt the aura around him, his face suddenly changed wildly, and his whole body became cold.
“Brother!” the one-eyed monk said hurriedly.
Before he could say anything, figures of demon hunters appeared one after another on the surrounding hillsides, surrounding the sin cultivators in a crowd. At a rough glance, there were more than two hundred people!
The one-eyed monk looked horrified, and the faces of the other sin cultivators also instantly lost their vitality.
So many monster hunters!
How come there are so many monster hunters? The inner mountain is so big, who managed to recruit so many monster hunters in such a short period of time?
At the same time, Mo Hua raised his delicate eyebrows, pointed his little finger at Sin Xiu, and said in a clear voice:
“It is you who are about to die!”
Before he finished speaking, the demon hunters on the hillside rushed down one after another, densely packed like dark clouds, with a fierce momentum.
“Brother! What should I do?” the one-eyed monk asked anxiously.
The bald sin cultivator's eyes flashed with panic, and then he said sternly: "Catch this brat!"
He also guessed that the identity of this kid was definitely unusual.
Catching him can threaten this group of monster hunters, and they still have a way to survive.
Two sin cultivators rushed towards the ink painting, but halfway through, they were blown away by the ground fire array.
Several other sin cultivators took the opportunity to rush through the ground fire formation, but one was stopped by Ji Qingbai, and the other was knocked back by Yu Chengyi's punch.
The remaining few finally arrived in front of Mo Hua, but before they could take action, Mo Hua had already retreated with the Water Step, and they didn't even touch a corner of Mo Hua's clothes.
The demon hunters came to cover up the attack. The more than twenty sin cultivators were quickly overwhelmed by the tide of demon hunters and could not hold out for long.
Mo Hua withdrew from the battle, his consciousness swept away, his eyes narrowed slightly, then he raised his hand and fired a fireball, hitting a bush in the distance.
The fireball technique exploded, a groan of pain came from the bushes, and the hidden Diao Laosan also revealed his thin figure.
Mo Hua pointed again and shouted loudly: "Catch that dwarf, don't let him run away!"
The nearby demon hunters heard this and went straight to Diao Laosan.
Diao Laosan hated ink painting in his heart.
I hate myself for learning this stealth technique and being beaten to death by Mo Hua.
Hidden skills are useless now, he is like a rat crossing the street in broad daylight, everyone can beat him.
There was nothing he could do except sit back and wait for death.
In just a few rounds, Diao Laosan was punched down by the demon hunter, pinned down, and tied tightly with iron ropes.
The frontal battlefield was also without any suspense. Several criminal cultivators were hacked to death on the spot, and most of the remaining ones were captured. Only two people escaped.
One is the one-eyed monk. He was lucky. When he was being chased by the demon hunter, a monster suddenly jumped out and blocked the demon hunter's way, so he escaped by chance.
The other one is the bald sin cultivator. He has excellent physical skills and is extremely cunning.
He shouted that he wanted to catch the ink painting, but when he saw that the situation was not good, the first one ran away. His body was so fast and his appearance was like a ghost. The demon hunter couldn't catch up.
At the end of the battle, only a few of the demon hunters were injured, and they just needed to take a few pills.
The criminal cultivators were all injured, and some were missing arms and legs. They were chained and held together.
These iron chains are used to restrain monsters and beasts and are extremely strong. These criminal cultivators are all injured and cannot escape.
Yu Chengyi looked delighted, "I was worried that I couldn't catch these bastards, but they came back to die on their own."
Mo Hua asked: "Uncle Yu, how should we deal with these criminal cultivators?"
Yu Chengyi thought for a moment and said: "It's better to give him a beating first and interrogate him to see if he can find out anything. Then he will be sent to the Daoting Bureau to receive some rewards."
These criminal cultivators committed murder and robbery, and they seemed to be habitual offenders. According to Taoism, they were also considered dead.
The demon hunters have received the reward, and Daotingsi has gained merit. It is the best of both worlds, so there is no need to dirty one's hands.
Mo Hua nodded, then pointed his little finger at Diao Laosan, "Give me that short guy, and I'll ask him something."
Yu Chengyi was slightly startled, then grabbed Diao Laosan with his big hand, took a closer look, and then said in surprise:
"Oh it's you!"
He also recognized that this sinful cultivator was the thin black-clothed cultivator who was good at concealment and hired by the Qian family when they attacked the spiritual mine.
They suffered a lot at that time.
Yu Chengyi pinched his hand and broke Diao Laosan's arm, leaving him unable to fight back, and then threw him in front of the ink painting:
“You can ask whatever you want.”
Mo Hua looked at Diao Laosan with bright eyes, and suddenly smiled, revealing a friendly and kind smile:
“Give me the secret of invisibility!”
There are two updates these days.
It's too tiring to update for a month. Let's take a few days' rest and sort out the details.
I will gradually add more updates later.
(End of this chapter)
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