Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Hearing the man in black speak from a distance, Mo Xun recognized him. This man was the man in black in Wuwei Mountain that day.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in black. He didn't see the woman in black make any move. She just sat quietly on the horse with no expression on her face.

Mo Xun looked at the carriage ahead again, with some doubts in his heart. It stands to reason that if the convoy was attacked by the enemy, Su Yunyi should come out and take charge of the overall situation even if he was afraid, but there was no movement in the carriage.

"I never thought that after living here for so many years, someone would actually know you. But if this happens, it will be hard to keep you alive!"

The man in white smiled coldly and glanced around the people present. When his eyes passed by Mo Xun, he paused briefly without knowing whether it was intentional or not, and the corners of his mouth turned up, showing a bit of disdain.

Hearing the conversation between the two, a chill suddenly rose up on Wang Yue's back, and he said quickly: "Master Hu, I am Wang Yue, and my tutor is Luo Weixing. We have followed the orders of the Su family of Baicaotang. Did Clan Master Hu have any misunderstandings about transporting a batch of herbal medicines to Beijing?"

The moment he recognized Hu Tianming, Wang Yue felt a little frightened. He was actually very famous in Xunyang County.

Generally speaking, Hu Tianming can be considered as the same generation as his master.

Hu Tianming smiled faintly, shook his fan, and said jokingly: "It turns out that he is a disciple of Old Man Luo. For the sake of your master, I will leave a whole body for you later."

A cold sweat suddenly broke out on Wang Yue's forehead. Even a fool could see at this moment that the group of people in front of him were clearly coming towards their motorcade.

Wang Yue quickly shouted "Miss" to Su Yunyi's carriage. In his opinion, only the person in charge could deal with the problem at hand at this time.

Although he was the team leader, he only received payment from the Su family and knew nothing about other aspects.

Who would have thought that just to transport a batch of medicinal materials, Hu Tianming would come out halfway.

As for any grievances between Hu Tianming and the Su family, Su Yunyi would have to personally mediate.

There was still no answer in the carriage. Wang Yue felt anxious and ran over to find Su Yunyi.

When Hu Tianming and the man in black in the distance saw this scene, they frowned at the same time, glanced at each other, and waved behind them.

As Hu Tianming's gesture fell, a group of people around him came up with swords to kill. Before Wang Yue could reach the carriage, a soft sword sneaked up from the side.

Terrified in his heart, he hurriedly bent down and dodged, narrowly avoiding the sword. At the same time, he pulled out the waist knife in his hand. When he saw the woman in black in front of him, he asked angrily: "Yue Qingning, you are like this What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

In just a split second, everyone was already fighting, and the surroundings suddenly became chaotic.

The guards drew their swords to meet the enemy. The servants who did not know martial arts were all hiding on the carriage in fear, their faces were pale and they were at a loss. Some of them were so frightened that they paralyzed on the spot.

Mo Xun looked at the confrontation between Wang Yue and the woman in black, and cursed in his heart a fool.

The opponent was attacking more and less, so he was naturally not immune. Just as he was stunned, a man in black on the opposite side was already slashing at him with a knife.

Mo Xun used the wind control technique at his feet and dodged the knife with great dexterity. At the same time, when the man's remaining strength was still there, he quietly came to the back of him and struck out with his palm. The man groaned and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then he fell to the ground.

Under the operation of the Fierce Fire Technique, his current palm wind contains some spiritual power. Even if the opponent is not dead, he may not be able to stand up for a while.

After dealing with this person, Mo Xun once again fell into a melee, but he never took the initiative to take action. He would only deal with them when the other party attacked him or someone wanted to break into the carriage he was riding in.

After all, he and the two maids in the car had been traveling together for several days, and they had a bit of a bond. In this case, he didn't mind helping out.

In just a short time, four or five people fell at Mo Xun's feet.

However, Mo Xun always exercised caution in his hands and did not make any fatal blows.

Of course, this is not because he is benevolent, but even though he has practiced martial arts for many years, he has never killed anyone until now. Unless it was a life-or-death situation, he has never thought of taking a human life.

It's just that my heart hasn't adapted to this kind of fighting and killing!

Many people on the opposite side became smarter after experiencing Mo Xun's skills. For a moment, shouts of death were everywhere, but the surroundings of Mo Xun were unusually calm.

Looking at Wang Yue and the woman in black, they had already passed dozens of moves.

It must be said that Wang Yue does have some abilities. Apart from being caught off guard by the sneak attack by the woman in black at the beginning, he actually had the upper hand at this moment and completely suppressed the woman in black.

Mo Xun's skill naturally did not escape the two people who were watching coldly from a distance.

Hu Tianming squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Mo Xun in the distance, and then looked at Su Yunyi's carriage. His face showed a bit of solemnity, and he said to the man in black: "Brother Bai, something seems to be wrong, we can't delay it any longer." Now, you go help your secret son, and I’ll deal with that kid.”

The man in black also frowned, nodded and said, "That's fine!"

After the two of them said that, they jumped up and flew away in different directions.

After Hu Tianming landed, he glanced up and down at Mo Xun.

"Boy, your body skills are good. Who do you learn from?"

Mo Xun did not answer, but stared at Hu Tianming. After feeling it at close range, his intuition told him that the other party's martial arts skills were probably better than all the warriors he had encountered before.

However, relying on the wind control technique, he was not afraid at all, and instead had some expectations in his heart.

After all, he had never fought with a real master in his martial arts training, and he wanted to verify his own strength.

The two stared at each other for a few breaths. Hu Tianming saw that the other party did not answer, and he was a little angry in his heart, and snorted coldly: "Well, anyway, we are going to die, it doesn't matter whether we say it or not!"