Chapter 211 Ambush

The young formation master among the demon hunters is the first-grade formation master.

According to this direction, Qian Hong ordered Qian Shunzhi to investigate further. After a few days of investigation, he had some clues.

Qian Shunzhi found out Mo Hua's name, address, parents and other information, as well as a portrait of Mo Hua.

Now the portrait is in front of Qian Hong.

The portrait shows a boy of eleven or twelve years old, with a handsome face, clear eyes, and a smile like the morning glow.

Qian Hong was shocked and frightened.

He was shocked that he had the strength of a first-grade formation master at such a young age, and he was afraid that if this child grew up and made further progress in formation, their Qian family would probably have no place to stand.

Among the hundreds of cultivation professions, formations are the most widely used and have the greatest impact.

Now Mo Hua can only draw first-grade formations, and their Qian family is exhausted. If he is promoted to the second grade in the future, he doesn't have to do it himself. As long as he speaks, their Qian family will be in trouble.

Qian Hong wanted to kill him.

Master Qian still wanted to negotiate first, and advised Qian Hong not to rush to take action.

It would be a pity if a first-grade formation master who was more than ten years old died.

Master Qian knew the hardship of studying formations and becoming a formation master, so he did not suggest Qian Hong to do it to the extreme.

Qian Hong thought for a while and said, "Master Qian's words make sense. I will consider it carefully."

Master Qian nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

After Qian Hong sent Master Qian away, he immediately ordered Qian Shunzhi: "Find a few Qian family disciples who are at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and find a way to kill this little formation master!"

Qian Shunzhi was a little surprised, "Then Master Qian..."

"Master Qian is obsessed with formations and doesn't understand these things.

Qian Hong's eyes turned cold, and he continued: "That Mo Hua is a casual cultivator, his father is a demon hunter, and his relatives and friends are all casual cultivators. He is also highly valued by Yu Changlin, so it is impossible for him to be on good terms with my Qian family! "

Qian Shunzhi nodded his head and said, "If the Dao Ting Division knows about this..."

"If the Dao Ting Division investigates, I will try my best to save you. If I can't, I will exchange a few lives for the life of a first-class formation master, which is also a profit."

Qian Hong looked at Qian Shunzhi and said, "Try not to take action, let others take action, and let them take the blame. I value you, so don't get angry, and try to be clean. "

Qian Shunzhi's heart trembled.

He finally knew why Qian Hong could become the head of the family.

This cold heart and thick black method are worth learning!

Qian Shunzhi respectfully accepted the order, and then followed Qian Hong's instructions to find a few ninth-level Qi Refining cultivators who were not familiar with the family, saying that the head of the family had ordered them to kill a person. After the task was completed, they would all get a place in the direct line.

If they met with misfortune, the head of the family would also give their children generous pensions.

Wealth and honor are sought in danger, and several cultivators never refused.

The crowd disguised themselves as passing merchants and sat in a teahouse on South Street, listening to books and drinking tea while squatting for Mo Hua.

This is the only way for Mo Hua to go home.

They were well prepared and carried expensive jade talismans on their bodies, in order to kill in one fell swoop, leaving no trace. The future trouble.

Qian Shunzhi sat far away, pretending to drink tea, but glanced at the intersection with the corner of his eyes, searching for Mo Hua's figure according to the portrait of Mo Hua in his mind.

Soon, he found a little monk with red lips and white teeth carrying a storage bag, appearing at the intersection.

It was Mo Hua.

Qian Shunzhi coughed to indicate.

Several Qian family monks looked normal, eating, drinking, and listening to books, but their subordinates all took action.

Some touched knives, some held swords, and some put their hands into their arms, ready to use talismans.

They disguised themselves well, without making any sound, and were ready to wait for Mo Hua to get close, then quickly kill him, and then immediately evacuate.

But Mo Hua suddenly stopped while walking, and looked at the teahouse with a slightly puzzled look, and also saw Qian Shunzhi and others.

"These people want to kill me? "Mo Hua was stunned.

The spiritual power of these cultivators in his consciousness was already in operation, which was a sign of action.

And since he appeared, the consciousness of these people has been vaguely spying on him, with obvious malice.

They are all in the ninth level of Qi Refining, and their consciousness is far less than Mo Hua's. They think they are doing it in a subtle way, but in Mo Hua's perception, it is as clear as seeing fire.

"What should I do?"

Mo Hua reached into the storage bag and touched a few formations. He secretly took them out and stuffed them into his sleeves.

He prepared the formation first.

If you can escape, escape first. If you can't escape, find an opportunity to set up a formation and blow them up.

The first-grade earth fire formation, even if it can't kill them, at least it can stop them temporarily.

After that, Mo Hua relied on the Water Step to run away.

He is only in the sixth level of Qi Refining now. It is not wise to entangle with these ninth-level physical cultivators. It's okay if he can run away.

Mo Hua has made up his mind and turned He wanted to leave.

Qian Shunzhi and his companions also realized that something was wrong. For some reason, their intentions seemed to have been discovered.

Without further ado, they all stood up and tried to take action.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands pressed on Qian Shunzhi's shoulders and pushed him back to his seat.

Qian Shunzhi looked up and saw that it was an unfamiliar demon hunter who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining and had a strong aura.

He looked around again and saw that his companions were also restrained by someone, and there were several demon hunters surrounding them.

"You stole my things." The demon hunter said.

Qian Shunzhi's eyelids jumped and he denied, "I didn't steal it."

"No, you stole it!"

Qian Shunzhi sneered, "What did I steal from you?"

"Oh, I remembered it wrong," the demon hunter said, "You want to steal my stuff!"

"Put it away--"

Before Qian Shunzhi finished speaking, the demon hunter punched him in the stomach.

A cramp came, Qian Shunzhi knew that the truth had been revealed, and reluctantly drew his knife and chopped at the demon hunter.

Several other Qian family monks also took action.

The demon hunters and Qian family monks started fighting, blood surging, and spiritual power surging.

The scene was a little chaotic for a while. After more than 20 rounds of fighting, the demon hunters with more people knocked Qian Shunzhi and others down and tied them up with ropes.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

This is South Street, the territory of the demon hunters, which is roughly equivalent to his "territory".

The street is full of demon hunters he is familiar with.

Mo Hua suddenly felt his back hardened.

The Qian family came to cause trouble, and naturally there were uncles and uncles of the demon hunters to deal with them.

He didn't even need to run, and he didn't even need to waste the formation.

Seeing that they were all tied up, Mo Hua leaned over to take a few glances and asked, "Uncle Zhao, what should we do with these people?"

The leading demon hunter was Lao Zhao.

He was previously hunted by the Qian family and was hanging on a branch on the cliff, dying. It was Mo Hua who found him and everyone was able to save him.

Lao Zhao was seriously injured and recuperated for a period of time. Now his injuries are almost healed.

Lao Zhao smiled at Mo Hua, "Beating them first, then sending them to the Daoting Division, saying they intended to murder me."

Mo Hua nodded, "They wanted to kill me, thank you Uncle Zhao."

"What are you thanking for?" Lao Zhao smiled, "If you want to thank me, I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid my life would be in danger."

Mo Hua smiled and said, "These are all trivial matters, no need to thank me."

Lao Zhao took out a few jade talismans from the storage bag of the Qian family cultivator and threw them to Mo Hua, "These talismans, you can play with them."