Chapter 162 Iron Armor

The Qian family retreated.

Qian Zhongxuan was puzzled along the way. Where did the magic come from?

Demon hunters should not be good at magic.

"Could it be that the old man Yu Changlin did it himself?"

Qian Zhongxuan shook his head, "No, the spiritual power is too weak. It seems that he may not even have it in the late stage of Qi Refining."

But at such a low level, how can the magic be so far?

Qian Zhongxuan was puzzled and could only curse in his heart:

"You are so good, Yu Changlin, it turns out that you have such a hand, it's really insidious!"

But only Elder Yu knew that he was wronged this time, because the insidious person was not him...

Seeing that the Qian family retreated, Mo Hua stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and smiled.

"The fireball technique is really fun!"

Elder Yu was also impressed. He patted Mo Hua's shoulder and praised: "Not bad, the magic is used in a very good way!"

He didn't want to praise too much, so as not to appear ignorant.

After receiving the praise, Mo Hua smiled even more happily, and then asked:

"What other tricks does the Qian family have next?"

Elder Yu said: "Don't think too highly of that old man Qian Zhongxuan. It's unprecedented that he can think of this method with his little brain. He will have a hard fight next time. He will have a good time."

The next day, at dawn, the Qian family monks arrived again.

As Elder Yu said, Qian Zhongxuan had no new tricks, so he could only line up and fight head-on.

Qian Zhongxuan scolded Elder Yu in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, for fear of humiliating himself.

Don't argue with a common man for a moment!

Qian Zhongxuan warned himself secretly.

In a head-on battle, the Qian family has more people and superior cultivation, while the demon hunters have fewer people but have experienced many battles, so the chances of winning are estimated to be 50-50.

But you won't know until you fight.

The two sides didn't waste any words and rushed directly.

So the hillside of Wuming Peak was densely packed with cultivators, shining swords and knives intertwined, and colorful spiritual power was everywhere.

The ink painting was extremely shocking.

When the two sides fought and were inseparable, Elder Yu estimated that the Qian family cultivators could not retreat easily, so he waved his hand and made a killing gesture.

"I'll show you something good."

Elder Yu looked at Qian Zhongxuan in the distance, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Qian Zhongxuan was startled, and then he saw more than a dozen demon hunters in iron armor walking out of the demon hunters' queue.

When the sun shone, the iron armor glowed with a dark luster, and the momentum was majestic and solemn.

Qian Zhongxuan almost vomited blood.

Where did these poor demon hunters get their armor? !

Then he saw that the armor looked familiar, and glanced at Qian Zhuang standing aside with a sharp gaze.

Qian Zhuang stood there with his head shrunk, not daring to say a word. At this moment, he hated himself for being tall and conspicuous in the crowd, and couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

"It doesn't matter, the armor is not invulnerable."

Facing a powerful enemy, Qian Zhongxuan calmed down and ordered the Qian family monks to restrain the demon hunters wearing armor.

The armor would break if the sword chopped it several times.

Then he found that this armor seemed to be really invulnerable!

Ordinary swords and knives didn't even leave a scratch, and even a first-grade sword would not cause much damage.

The impact of strength and the fluctuation of spiritual power would also be dissolved by the faint golden light on the armor.

These armors were seized from the Qian family. There were arrays inside them, but they were too rough. Mo Hua was very disgusted with them, so he erased the original array and drew the golden array himself.

The first-grade golden array is enough to make the armor as solid as a rock!

The ninth-level Qi Refining, experienced demon hunter, wearing armor made of fine iron, with the blessing of the first-grade golden array, can basically be invincible in the Qi Refining battlefield where the foundation is not built.

Kill gods and Buddhas!

These dozen armored demon hunters are like entering an empty land. Wherever they go, the Qian family cultivators are almost invincible.

In a head-on confrontation, no one can be tougher than these armors.

Qian Zhongxuan's scalp numbs.

When did the Qian family's armor become so powerful?

It can't be cut like this?

Then he also saw the faint golden light on the armor.

"Is this... a formation?"

Qian Zhongxuan cursed in his heart. The armor itself was tough enough, but they even reinforced it with a formation? Did they have no face left?

"You are so good, Yu Changlin, I will remember this grudge!" Qian Zhongxuan said hatefully.

But the defeat had already begun, Qian Zhongxuan was powerless to turn the tide, and could only say with hatred: "Retreat!"

However, even if he wanted to retreat, it was not so easy.

The battlefield spread out, the monks fought in a melee, and the scene was chaotic.

When the Qian family ordered a retreat, it was like a mountain collapse, and for a while, rocks rolled and no one knew where to go.

The fighting spirit of the Qian family monks collapsed, and they fled in panic. The demon hunters followed behind to kill and expand the victory.

When the Qian family monks successfully retreated to the foot of the peak and took a temporary rest, they had suffered heavy casualties, and nearly half of the monks could not fight again.

Qian Zhongxuan's heart was bleeding.

Qian Zhuang was sad, but not that sad.

Compared with the failure of Elder Qian, his failure could not be called a failure, but a setback, which was nothing at all.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhuang felt a little better...

But he did not dare to touch Qian Zhongxuan's brow, so he could only say with a sad and angry expression:

"The casualties were heavy this time, and the demon hunters were too much! I wonder if the elders have a plan to take us to revenge!"

Qian Zhongxuan looked painful, and then gritted his teeth and said:

"This revenge must be avenged!"

"Even if it costs blood, I want that old man Yu Changlin to pay the price!"

Qian Zhuang's heart jumped. Elder Qian was indeed angry, but he didn't know what other means he could use.

Qian Zhongxuan's heart was bleeding, but Elder Yu was very happy.

This was a hearty victory!

Elder Yu allowed everyone to celebrate for a while, eat meat and drink wine.

The meat was cooked and smoked dried meat, also the meat of the wild buffalo monster, which Liu Ruhua had prepared before.

Because of the conflict with the Qian family, she didn't know how long she would have to guard the spiritual mine, so she made a lot. But there were many monster hunters, and each monster hunter only got a few pieces, so they could only try them.

You couldn't drink too much wine, and each person only had two bowls.

Because the spiritual mine was of great importance, no accidents could happen, and even on the day of a great victory, you couldn't be careless.

There were no restrictions on other dry food and wild fruits.

The atmosphere in the mine became lively.

Everyone guarded the spiritual mine, and had to find time to mine spiritual stones, deal with the harassment of the Qian family, and fight with real swords and guns. The atmosphere was either serious or dull on weekdays. At this time, they could finally put down their burdens and breathe a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua also wandered around, and monster hunters greeted him enthusiastically wherever he went.

After all, without the golden armor formation drawn by Mo Hua, they would probably suffer more injuries, and it would be more difficult to defend the spiritual mine this time.

Some demon hunters were reluctant to eat and wanted to treat Mo Hua to some.

Mo Hua refused. Everyone had worked so hard for so long, it was not easy to have something good to eat.

The most important thing was that there were many delicious foods in his storage bag, which were specially prepared for him by his mother, fearing that he would be hungry in there.

However, he had been in there for a long time, and Mo Hua usually ate sparingly, and the meat was almost finished.

"I don't know how long I have to guard this spiritual mine..."

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

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