Chapter 632 Fire Buddha

The late stage of foundation building, wanted by Daotingsi, practicing the "forbidden technique" of fire, the Fire Buddha who killed people like crazy!

Mo Hua was awed.

He thought for a moment and knew that he couldn't beat him!

He was in the early stage of foundation building, and the Fire Buddha was in the late stage of foundation building. Both of them were in foundation building, but the difference in cultivation was too great.

Formations wouldn't work either.

Such a wicked man with a deep sin of killing must be cunning and vigilant.

If I set up a formation to kill him in broad daylight, it would be like stealing a bell while covering one's ears. It would not be able to hide from his perception at all.

What's more, he had three helpers.

Two big men, one with rough hands, one with a face full of flesh, and one tall and thin monk.

They could follow the Fire Buddha, and their cultivation was at least in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was even possible that they were in the late stage of foundation building.

And they must be sinners, doing evil and cruel.

Mo Hua instantly judged that these bad guys were not something he could deal with at the moment.

Especially in this situation, where there is no preparation and it is a chance encounter...

"It is important to save your life!"

Mo Hua silently retracted his gaze, his expression was normal, he continued to lower his head and slurp noodles.

He just quietly sped up the speed of eating noodles, his cheeks were round, "huffing and puffing", in a few seconds, he finished the remaining noodles and drank the soup.

Mo Hua took out two spirit stones and put them on the table, trying to make his voice not appear strange, and said crisply:

"Boss, check out!"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Young Master, take care."

Mo Hua nodded, stood up and left.

But just as he took a step, he heard a low and kind voice in his ear:

"Young Master..."

Mo Hua's heart tightened, and he felt that he seemed to be locked by a powerful spiritual consciousness.

The peak spiritual consciousness of eighteen patterns!

Mo Hua had no choice but to pretend to be ignorant and turned his head to look.

Then he saw the tall, kind-faced man at another table, who had been silent before, staring at him intently.

The man looked calm and spoke gently, but his eyes were deep and he said:

"You... recognize me?"

Mo Hua remained calm and puzzled:

"Uncle, who are you?"

The man's eyes sank slightly, his face showed displeasure, and he was also a little puzzled...

Logically speaking, he couldn't be recognized...

He killed everyone who had seen his face, regardless of gender, age or young, and then burned them to ashes, leaving no one alive.

Those who couldn't be killed were also high-level officials of the Daoting Division or experienced Dian Si.

Their cultivation was at least above the Jindan level.

No matter how he looked at it, this childish kid didn't look like he knew him.

There was no reason for him to recognize him.

The man frowned slightly.

But just now, he did notice a trace of spiritual awareness.

Although it was very faint and slight, and the method of spiritual awareness was very experienced, it passed by like a dragonfly skimming the water.

But it could not be hidden from myself who had been fighting for years and on the verge of life and death.

The strange thing was that this trace of spiritual awareness was fleeting.

When I went to investigate again, there was no trace. The only one who was a little abnormal was the child eating noodles nearby.

He seemed to glance at me with his peripheral vision, and then buried his head in eating noodles.

The man's eyes sank slightly.

This trace of spiritual awareness was very deep. Logically speaking, it was impossible for such a young cultivator to cultivate it.

This kind of experienced spiritual awareness spying could not be achieved by this young cultivator.

But my intuition over the years told me...

This child was a little out of place.

In particular, after he glanced at me, the speed of eating noodles was obviously accelerated, and then he stood up and was about to leave.

This was very abnormal.

It was as if...

he recognized me and knew my identity, and wanted to slip away in order to avoid risks...

The man looked gentle, but his eyes gradually deepened.

At that moment, Mo Hua's heart was slightly tense.

This man who might be the "Fire Buddha" was doubting himself!

He was too alert and too suspicious...

He had to think of a way to fool around...

Mo Hua's expression remained unchanged, but his mind was turning rapidly.

Another big man looked at Mo Hua and said puzzledly:

"Brother, is there something wrong with this kid?"

The other two also whispered, "No way..."

"I can't tell..."

"Too young..."

"A sect disciple?"

"Eating noodles here alone?"

Mo Hua didn't wear the Taoist robe of the Taixu Sect, but his usual clothes, so they didn't know the details.

The leading man looked thoughtful and remained silent.

A big man said to Mo Hua:

"Little boy, where are you from, what's your name, what sect, what are you doing here alone?"

After that, he sneered, "Don't tell me that you came to this mountain just to eat a bowl of noodles..."

Mo Hua's face was a little nervous and a little "scared", and he pretended to be "capable":

"I don't know who you are, why should I tell you?"

The big man sneered, "Little boy, don't be ungrateful."

The other people also stood up slowly, staring at Mo Hua with unfriendly faces.

Mo Hua "fearfully" stepped back two steps.

A cultivator stood up and accused him:

"You are an adult, what's your ability to embarrass a child?"

Seeing that someone dared to meddle in his business, the big man's face flashed with anger, and he dodged, approached the man, and punched out with a fist wrapped in gray spiritual power.

This punch was powerful and powerful, and the momentum was amazing.

"Late stage of foundation building!"

The monk suddenly widened his eyes and barely crossed his arms to block the punch, but he was still blasted a foot away and spit out blood.

The big man took a big step forward and touched the storage bag on his waist, as if he wanted to draw a knife and chop the nosy man to death.

The leading man's eyes were fierce.

The big man felt cold sweat on his back, and then he remembered that he couldn't cause trouble. He smiled and retracted his hand, spitting and cursing at the nosy monk:

"Get lost!"

The monk knew he was no match for him and left angrily.

The tea drinkers around him, seeing that the situation was not good, also dispersed.

The shopkeeper looked at Mo Hua worriedly, sighed, and hid in the distance helplessly.

In a small place like the second-grade state boundary, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building was not something they could afford to offend.

In the teahouse, only Mo Hua and the four unidentified people were left.

Mo Hua looked nervous and said timidly:

"You...are you bad guys?"

The big man licked his lips and smiled sinisterly:

"What do you think?"

The other big man and the gloomy thin man also showed a playful smile.

"You know what, this kid has delicate skin, red lips and white teeth, and looks good..."

At this time, the leading man's eyes condensed and said lightly:

"Little monk, stop acting, you are not afraid of us."

As soon as these words came out, the three big men were stunned, and their expressions were a little surprised.

Mo Hua restrained his "fearful" expression and asked curiously:

"Did I act badly?"

The leading man frowned.

The two big men felt that they were being teased and were furious.

The thin man's expression became even gloomier.

The big man sneered, "Okay, the gutter is hard to walk, and the little devil is hard to deal with. I didn't expect that I have been in the underworld for so long, but today I made a mistake..."

"You little devil, you are very brave."

"Tell me, did you recognize us?"

Mo Hua shook his head and told the truth: "I don't know you."

He just guessed that the man in the lead might be the evil Fire Buddha, but he really didn't know who the other three were.

The man in the lead stared at Mo Hua and thought silently.

Mo Hua's expression was not false, as if he didn't know them.

Just then, the gloomy thin man sneered:

"Qiao Laowu, what's the point of talking nonsense, just catch this kid, kill him if he should, sell him if he should, or keep him as a toy..."

The big man said, "You sinister guy, if you want to catch him, do it yourself."

Qiao Laowu?

Sinister guy?

One "Qiao" and one "Yin"

Mo Hua checked the list and recognized them quickly.

The one with the character "woodsman" in the name of the list is "bloody woodcutter".

The one with the character "Yin" in the name is "Yin Leizi".

There is another big man...

Mo Hua glanced at him and saw that his face was full of flesh. When he was angry, his expression was as ferocious as an evil ghost. He remembered it immediately:

"Ghost-faced evil"!

Huo Fo Tuo, blood woodcutter, Yin Leizi, ghost-faced evil!

These four people are indeed the characters on Boss Jiang's list.

And they are all sinners with blood on their hands!

Mo Hua's expression was clear for a moment, and his eyes became clearer.

And the subtle expression of Mo Hua's understanding was instantly captured by Huo Fo Tuo.

Huo Fo Tuo's eyes suddenly became sharp, and there was a trace of disbelief in his heart.

Recognized by this little ghost...

All of them were recognized? !

How did this little ghost recognize them? !

The identities of these people are hidden, and they don't often contact each other.

Even if the Dian Si of the Daoting Division is here, he may not be able to recognize all of them.

This kid...

Just based on this brief encounter and a few words of chat, he can confirm the identities of all four of them? !

Where did he come from?

The gentle expression of Huo Buddha suddenly turned cold.

Some relationships cannot be seen in the light.

At this point, this kid must not be left alive!

"Qiao Laowu," Huo Buddha said coldly in an unquestionable voice, "Kill this kid!"

Qiao Laowu was stunned.

When Mo Hua heard the word "kill", his expression was alert, and he slipped away in an instant, leaving only a faint water shadow on the spot.

Qiao Laowu was furious when he saw this, "You little kid!"

He pulled out a long, barbed, blood-stained hatchet from his storage bag, swung it out with a flash of blood, and chased Mo Hua in the waist.

But Mo Hua's body was as fast as water and as ghostly as a ghost, so he dodged lightly.

Qiao Laowu chopped again.

Mo Hua dodged again.

It was like drawing a knife to cut off water, but the water did not stop flowing.

No matter how he chopped, he could not hurt Mo Hua at all.

Huo Buddha sat upright, his eyes showing deep thought, and did not make a move.

The other two also sat and watched the show. Seeing Qiao Laowu and Mo Hua fighting back and forth, they could not win. After more than ten rounds, they still could not catch Mo Hua. They could not help but laugh:

"Laowu, can you do it?"

"You can't catch a little ghost?"

"What a shit you have cultivated for all these years?"

... Qiao Laowu was furious and drew his knife more quickly.

Mo Hua was sweating profusely, struggling left and right, and in a mess, but he was always able to dodge Qiao Laowu's knife light just right every time.

Huo Buddha was a little surprised.

"Ghost Face Evil" and "Yin Lei Zi" also frowned.

"There's something about this kid's movement skills..."

Although Qiao Laowu broke through not long ago, he still had the advanced cultivation level of Foundation Establishment. In such a short period of time, he was unable to defeat this brat.

Of course it was because Qiao Lao Wu only focused on killing and his body skills were not good enough.

But on the other hand, it's also because this kid's body skills are too superb.

Fire Buddha winked.

The two ghost-faced evil spirits nodded, their figures were like the wind, and they rushed forward like evil wolves, and together with the woodcutter and their horns, they surrounded Mo Hua.

The three people surrounded him, Mo Hua looked panicked, and seemed to be struggling even more when he was moving around.

Yin Leizi and the others sneered, feeling complacent that they would be able to catch this kid within ten rounds.

But after three rounds, Mo Hua smiled slyly, found an opportunity, pointed his fingers frequently, and three fireballs flew towards the faces of the three of them one after another.

This time he took action, it was like lightning.

The three of them didn't expect it. They were caught off guard and were hit by the fireball technique.

The injury was not serious, but his face was charred and miserable, and the siege was broken, and he couldn't help but feel furious.

And in this instant, Mo Hua's movement skills were even faster.

Like running water, he escaped from the siege of the three people and fled towards the small woods next to him.

Only then did Yin Leizi and the others suddenly realize, and cursed secretly in their hearts:

"What a sinister boy!"

What a fast fireball!

Faster movement!

This kid, under the siege of the three of him, was still able to maneuver with ease and save a hand.

The purpose is to wait for a flaw, catch him by surprise, and seek an opportunity to escape.

Moreover, he really let him escape!

What a shame!

The five and three woodcutter men continued to chase, regardless of the black ash on their faces.

Mo Hua continued to run away, but when he saw the mountains and forests in front of him, and when he was about to escape, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Fire Buddha!

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed and he had to stop.

The five and three woodcutter men behind him also caught up, slowly stood still, and together with the Fire Buddha in front, blocked the ink painting.

The three people, still angry, looked at the ink paintings jokingly.

"Kid, are you going to run away again?"

Mo Hua ignored them, but looked at the motionless Fire Buddha in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he clicked his fingers frequently and fired three fireballs, directly attacking the Fire Buddha.

He wanted to test it out and see the strength of Fire Buddha.

What Mo Hua didn't expect was that the Fire Buddha refused to dodge, stood still, and ate the three fireballs from Mo Hua.

And when these three fireballs hit the Fire Buddha, they were directly refined like mud sinking into the sea, without any fluctuations being heard.

Mo Hua looked shocked.

This is……

what happened?

The Fire Buddha's expression remained unchanged and he wrote lightly:

"Your fireball technique is just mediocre, why not let me teach you..."

The Fire Buddha opened his arms, fire aura rippled around his body, and his eyes were blood red, like a sea of ​​fire.

What a strong momentum!

Mo Hua frowned, let go of his consciousness, and sensed Fire Buddha's aura. Only then did he realize that Fire Buddha's chest seemed to be burning with two flames.

These two flames are very blazing, like two hearts, from the same origin, residing in the Fire Buddha's body, which contains extremely surging fire spiritual power.

This is...the characteristic of the Forbidden Technique of Meteor Fire?

Violating a taboo, he "planted" two fireballs in his body and used them as hearts to trigger spells?

Is this a truly high-end fire spell?

Yin Leizi and the other three sneered to themselves, as if they were also laughing at Mo Hua for not overestimating his own abilities, being a "student in his own right" and daring to use the fireball technique in front of the Fire Buddha.

Mo Hua was a little dissatisfied. He looked at the Fire Buddha and said seriously:

"My fireball technique is more than that!"

Fire Buddha felt slightly surprised, then showed an interesting smile, "Then, let me see..."

He was very interested.

"Brother, why not..." Qiao Laowu was holding back his anger and wanted to catch Mo Hua first to save himself from trouble.

Fire Buddha looked at him with piercing eyes, like a knife. Woodcutter Laowu was so frightened that he could only swallow his words and did not dare to say more.

The Fire Buddha looked at the ink painting again, with a kind face and said:

"Come on, let me see..."

"good!"

Mo Hua's eyes were awe-inspiring, full of fighting spirit, and there was also a trace of fearlessness as if he was looking forward to death.

"I will only cast this spell once in my life..." Mo Hua said solemnly.

These words made Fire Buddha's expression become more solemn.

Then he saw the ink paintings and began to make hand gestures, making all kinds of incredible, complicated, obscure and even somewhat inexplicable gestures...

Mo Hua was serious and practiced the technique for a long time, pretending that he was going to enlarge the move, creating an atmosphere where the move was so powerful that it took a long time to accumulate energy.

He can indeed only use this spell once in his life.

Because these tricks were all made up by him on the spur of the moment...

He didn't guarantee whether he could "make it up" exactly the same next time...

But Fire Buddha didn't know.

He can't understand the depth of the ink painting, and he doesn't know what the ink painting is doing. He only adheres to the monk's intuition. The more unknown something is, the more dangerous it is...

After waiting for Mo Hua to finish the hand gesture, he suddenly drank, and a fireball appeared in his left hand and right hand at the same time.

This move really shocked the Fire Buddha.

"Use both techniques at the same time?!"

Yin Leizi and the others didn't understand, but Fire Buddha studied magic deeply and understood that this trick may seem simple, but the principle is extremely complex and the difficulty is immeasurable.

This kid...is he serious? !

The Fire Buddha was cautious by nature, and instinctively urged his spiritual power to condense a layer of fire barrier in front of him.

Mo Hua pushed his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, pressing the two fireballs, twisting and deforming them, and then he put his hands together to make the two fireballs collide rapidly.

This move made the Fire Buddha feel palpitations.

He waved his hands, condensed into a fire shield, and put it in front of him, trying to take Mo Hua's move.

But he expected that the surging spiritual power, violent explosions, and strange spells were not there.

Mo Hua's two fireballs did not collide with each other, but deviated from their tracks, flew forward, exploded on the ground, and splashed gravel and dust.

The Fire Buddha and his companions were stunned for a moment.

They couldn't tell what happened.

After a few breaths, the smoke and dust dissipated, and they came to their senses and found that Mo Hua...

had slipped away again.

The Fire Buddha's face was extremely ugly.

He was fooled!

What kind of powerful fireball technique?

It's all bullshit!

I've been in Ganzhou for so many years, committed so many crimes, killed so many people, and no one has ever dared to tease me like this!

The little boy is still young, so bold!

A trace of murderous intent appeared in the eyes of Huo Buddha, and he said coldly:

"You want to run? I want to see how you run?"

The four men chased Mo Hua fiercely like the wind, all the way to a forest. Looking around, they saw the trees rustling, and there was no trace of Mo Hua at all.