Chapter 161 Fast and Accurate (Fourth Update)

The surroundings were quiet for a while.

"I know magic." Mo Hua emphasized.

Elder Yu sorted out his thoughts and praised him first:

"Not bad, you do spiritual practice and learn magic well, you will definitely have a bright future."

This was a bit unscrupulous.

After praising him, Elder Yu continued to persuade:

"But your realm is still low and your spiritual power is not strong. Even if you know magic, it is not suitable to fight with others, especially in this chaotic situation."

Elder Yu was afraid that Mo Hua would get excited and rush out to fight with the Qian family monks.

In this chaotic situation, spiritual practice is very dangerous without strict protection.

Yu Chengyi also nodded quickly, he was also afraid that something might happen to Mo Hua.

Mo Shan looked at Mo Hua, thinking.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "I should be able to help a little."

Elder Yu was slightly stunned, "How can I help?"

"I can't help in the melee, but I can help deal with those spiritual practitioners."

Elder Yu frowned.

Mo Hua explained, "I am only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and my spells are not powerful. I may not be able to kill them, but interrupting their spells should not be a problem."

"What if the opponent uses spells to attack you?" Yu Chengyi asked.

Mo Hua smiled, "They can't hit me."

Yu Chengyi was stunned, "Why?"

Mo Hua said, "Their spiritual sense is not as good as mine. I stand outside the range of their spiritual sense. The spiritual sense can't reach me, and the spells naturally can't hit me."

Yu Chengyi suddenly realized and looked at each other with Elder Yu.

Elder Yu made a decision and said, "Okay, we will try it tomorrow, but you stay in the mine, don't go out."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

The next day, the two sides fought again.

The Qian family did the same thing, using physical cultivation to contain the enemy and spiritual cultivation to attack with spells, thus consuming the demon hunters bit by bit.

The demon hunters received secret instructions from Elder Yu, not to rush in forcefully, but to dodge spells and try to avoid getting hurt.

At the same time, some demon hunters with good physical skills harassed the Qian family's spiritual cultivators from left and right, pretending to attack the Qian family's spiritual cultivators from behind, to contain the Qian family's physical cultivators and pull them apart.

Under such containment and pulling, the Qian family's spiritual cultivators were naturally exposed to Mo Hua's field of vision.

When Mo Hua cast a spell, he didn't actually need to watch, he just needed to lock it with his spiritual sense.

The purpose of pulling the Qian family's physical cultivators apart was to prevent them from blocking the fireball spell.

Elder Yu stood behind Mo Hua.

He would not intervene in the battle, but that did not prevent him from protecting Mo Hua.

If Mo Hua was really in danger, he would naturally not stand idly by.

Dao Tingsi's face was hit, so be it. It doesn't matter if he has to explain to the chief, he just needs to apologize more, anyway, he is thick-skinned.

The young formation master who has stepped into the threshold of the first rank at the age of ten is from these casual cultivators.

Elder Yu knows clearly what is more important.

Elder Yu measured the position of the Qian family's spiritual practice in his mind, and whispered to Mo Hua:

"It's a bit far, can it hit?"

Mo Hua can draw a first-rank formation, and his spiritual sense is strong, Elder Yu knows.

But a strong spiritual sense does not necessarily mean that the spell can be accurate. It is not easy to hit at such a distance.

Mo Hua is not sure, and said: "It should be okay."

After all, we have to try.

In the melee, Zhihong and the Qian family's spiritual practice began to pinch the spell.

Elder Yu's eyes fixed, and he knew it was about to start.

Then he saw Mo Hua raise his hand, put his fingers together, and a fireball flew out.

Elder Yu was surprised, "So fast?"

Before he noticed Mo Hua's movements, a fireball had already been cast and flew out.

The flying fireball drew an arc and hit a Qian family spiritual practitioner.

The Qian family spiritual practitioner was halfway through the magic spell, and was hit by the fireball spell without warning, and the spell that was halfway through was interrupted.

Hit it!

Elder Yu was happy, but turned around and saw that Mo Hua looked a little unhappy, muttering: "I didn't hit it..."

"Didn't you hit it?" Elder Yu couldn't help asking.

Mo Hua said regretfully: "No, I aimed at the heart meridian, but I hit the wrist."

Elder Yu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

It's good enough to hit it from such a distance, you still want to hit the heart meridian?

"Okay..."

In order not to appear ignorant, Elder Yu suppressed his shock and said calmly:

"Not bad, it's good enough to hit the target, don't force it. Just hit it right next time."

"Okay!"

Mo Hua put his fingers together, and in the blink of an eye, the second fireball flew out again.

This time Elder Yu looked carefully.

It was really too fast!

Elder Yu was surprised, "I don't know who this kid learned magic from, it's obviously an ordinary fireball, but it looks so weird..."

After the second fireball flew out, it hit the shoulder of a Qian family spiritual practitioner.

Mo Hua sighed regretfully, then adjusted his mentality, held his breath, concentrated his mind, and continued to cast the fireball spell.

Fortunately, the third and fourth fireball spells were quite accurate.

One of them really hit the heart of a spiritual practitioner, and the spiritual practitioner fell straight down immediately. Although it was not fatal, he could not get up in the short term.

The other one exploded on the face of a spiritual practitioner, blowing his face into pieces and burning his hair.

Elder Yu watched from the side, saying nothing, but his eyelids were twitching.

Is this a fireball spell?

Can it really be so accurate?

It's outrageous...

Group battles are already chaotic, and one fireball spell is nothing, but two or three fireball spells are obvious.

Especially one was blown straight to the ground, and one was blown into pieces on the face.

Even a fool would know that something is wrong!

"Magic?!"

"There are spiritual practitioners on the other side too!"

The Qian family cultivator looked at Mo Hua, and Mo Hua's small body fell to the ground, and the deep bushes covered him tightly.

Many divine senses swept towards Mo Hua, but found nothing.

The position where Mo Hua was located could not be reached by the divine sense of ordinary ninth-level cultivators.

The Qian family spiritual cultivator was unwilling to give up, and condensed a spell to throw it towards Mo Hua.

For a moment, fireballs, water arrows, wind blades and golden rays came in succession.

However, these spells flew not far away, and gradually dissipated because they lost the control of divine sense, and could not hit Mo Hua at all.

Mo Hua was completely relieved now.

Since the Qian family spiritual cultivators could not hit him, and the Qian family physical cultivators could not rush over, he could do whatever he wanted.

Mo Hua poked out his little head and used fireball spells.

One by one, the fireball spells flew over the grass and rocks and hit the Qian family spiritual cultivators.

The power of the sixth level of Qi training fireball is not very strong, but it is not pleasant to hit the body, especially when it hits the vital point.

Spiritual practitioners are not good at physical training. If they are hit by fireballs, even if they are not seriously injured, they will be injured. Some are even blown to dust and their hair is burned.

And they are suppressed by Mo Hua's fireball, and they can't cast spells at all.

The Qian family's spiritual practitioners can't cast spells, and the demon hunters are no longer restrained.

Yu Chengyi's eyes lit up and shouted loudly: "Kill!"

The demon hunters responded one after another, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Spiritual power overflowed, blood burst out, and the demon hunters swung out sword lights and killed the Qian family cultivators.

The Qian family cultivators were stunned.

Originally, they had a clear division of labor, spiritual practitioners focused on attacking, and physical practitioners focused on defense. Spiritual practitioners and physical practitioners cooperated with each other, suppressing and consuming at the same time.

Now spiritual practitioners can't attack, and physical practitioners can't defend without the suppression of spiritual practitioners' spells.

Under the fierce attack of the demon hunter, the Qian family was defeated again.

Seeing this, Qian Zhongxuan's face turned pale.

"Where did the magic come from?"

He released his spiritual sense and swept towards the ink painting. Elder Yu suddenly appeared and blocked his spiritual sense.

Qian Zhongxuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw Elder Yu's teasing and contemptuous eyes.

Seeing that Elder Yu was about to scold, Qian Zhongxuan made a quick decision:

"Retreat!"