Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Two ghost needles fell to the ground, and upon closer inspection, the needle tips were bent.

"How could this be!"

"His body can actually withstand my Ghost Needle! Is he really a master of external martial arts?"

Zhong Xiaolong and Bi Yuan were dumbfounded.

Especially Bi Yuan, whose Ghost Needle is specifically designed to break through Qi barriers.

Although they knew Mo Wen was incredibly strong, they only believed that Mo Wen's cultivation was profound and that he possessed such power only with the support of deep Qi.

I never expected that the other party had actually trained his physique. Then why did he avoid my Ghost Needle last time?

Is he playing my old man?

Liu Wu Kui also witnessed everything that had just happened and realized that Mo Wen's physical strength was extraordinary, but it was too late to change his move at this moment.

Two fists, one large and one small, suddenly collided.

Boom!

With a muffled thud like a drumbeat, a visible shockwave swept out from the two men's fists.

It bent the surrounding grass and blew away the dust.

Liu Wu Kui's eyes widened. In the instant her fist collided with Mo Wen's, she felt as if she had returned to the time when she first started training her body, feeling powerless and vulnerable when she struck steel with her bare hands.

"How can it be so hard!?"

A sharp pain shot from his finger bones to his brain, and Liu Wu Kui knew that his hand bones were broken.

Before she could even cry out in pain, an overwhelming force crashed down on her from the opposite side, sending her flying. She bounced a few times on the ground before crashing down heavily at a distance of more than twenty meters, rolling and stopping like a broken toy.

Liu Wu Kui, on the other hand, fainted halfway through.

The person who started all this, Mo Wen, remained calm and showed no pity as he said, "The third one."

"I hope you remember this: in the future, speak more respectfully in front of people who are better than you."

"Otherwise, there won't be a next time."

Although Liu Wu Kui had already fainted and didn't hear his words, Mo Wen knew that she would most likely remember them later.

At this moment, a green Qi blade silently approached Mo Wen from behind.

But it suddenly stopped when it was about 20 centimeters away.

Ding Zihuan stared wide-eyed at his wrists, which were bound by the golden light spell that had transformed into ropes, and couldn't help but ask, "You... you actually discovered me?"

Mo Wen smiled slightly: "How could you possibly have the illusion that I can't detect you?"

“I noticed you as soon as you started circling around me, trying to get close, but I just couldn’t be bothered with you.”

Upon hearing this, Ding Zihuan's face immediately showed a look of shame and anger.

"Impossible! My Ghost Step can erase my own presence! How could you have discovered me so early?"

Mo Wen ignored him and casually used his Great Compassion Hand to send him flying. The palm wind, as if it were real, scraped a ditch more than a meter wide in the ground.

When the dust settled, Ding Zihuan was coughing up blood and unable to stand up.

Not far away, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing looked at the ditch that was dozens of meters long on the ground, and then at how Mo Wen had easily dealt with several experts as if it were a game.

Both of them swallowed at the same time.

"Old Wang... tell me, how much did you pay Mo Wen to agree to escort us?"

Zhuge Qing opened his narrowed eyes a crack, his voice solemn.

Wang Ye's lips twitched, and he held up two fingers.

"Two million? That's acceptable..."

Before Zhuge Qing could finish speaking, Wang interrupted, "What two million? It's twenty million, brother!"

"Oh, this..."

Zhuge Qing was stunned. Was Mo Wen's commission fee really that expensive?

But looking at the people that Mo Wen had dealt with in no time, he suddenly felt that the high price was justified.

After all, with his keen eye, he could tell that these people were all skilled and experienced experts.

There's definitely a reason why he's called someone with superior innate talent.

If he were surrounded and attacked by these people, he probably wouldn't last even two minutes.

Trading 20 million for a life is absolutely worth it.

Suddenly, Zhuge Qing felt a hand pressing down on his shoulder. He turned around and saw Wang Ye baring his teeth and threatening, "You have to reimburse me for this!"

"Or half is fine too!"

"Uh..." Zhuge Qing was embarrassed. Before he could say anything, he heard Ma Xianhong suddenly shout:

"That's enough, stop hitting!"

"Palace Master Mo, we mean you no harm!"

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Chapter 290 You, you are Chen Duo?!

"We have no ill intentions towards you, Lord Mo!"

"Stop!"

Seeing that things were going badly, Ma Xianhong immediately called for a stop and shouted.

Bi Yuan and Zhong Xiaolong, who were still hesitating about whether to attack, breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, Mo Wen had already focused his gaze on them, and the suffocating feeling of being stared at by a ferocious beast was truly terrifying.

Mo Wen did not continue his attack, after all, he was just teaching these people who did not know how to respect the strong a lesson.

His goal has always been Ma Xianhong.

"No ill intent, Ma Xianhong, what do you mean?"

At this moment, Wang Ye heard Ma Xianhong's words and frowned as he asked.

He didn't understand what Ma Xianhong was trying to do.

Ma Xianhong looked at his companion lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, his face extremely grim.

"I... this time I just wanted to test Zhuge Qing, who is by your side, to see if he had any ill intentions in approaching you. I didn't want you to use any tricks."

"What? Just because of this, you brought so many people to surround us!?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye looked at Ma Xianhong in shock.

Zhuge Qing also covered his face and smiled bitterly, but there was a hint of silence in his bitter smile.

Ma Xianhong pursed his lips, took out the Devouring Pouch, released more than a dozen Ruhua, and then manipulated them to carry the injured and unconscious Upper Root Qi.

He looked at Wang Ye: "Master Wang, I said during our first phone call that your skills are of authentic lineage, so I consider you one of my own..."

"I will help you deal with those villains who blatantly harm you, and I will also help you get rid of those who have ulterior motives and deliberately approach you."

"However... it seems we failed."

Ma Xianhong said with a self-deprecating smile.

They were the ones who started the attack, and they didn't inform the three of them beforehand.

So even if Mo Wen severely injured their people, that was their fault and had nothing to do with Mo Wen and his group.

Ma Xianhong felt mocked because they were not strong enough.

And who would have thought that Wang Ye would actually entrust Mo Wen to escort them out of the village?

Absolutely!

Ma Xianhong took a deep breath and said to Mo Wen, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing:

"If you wish to leave, then please do so, though I would still sincerely invite you to do so."

"However, I won't force you. Now I need to take my companions back to heal their wounds. Whether you stay or not is up to you. If you want to leave at dawn, that's fine too. Your rooms will still be reserved for you."

After saying that, Ma Xianhong, Zhong Xiaolong, and Bi Yuan led the other injured people toward the village.

As Zhong Xiaolong passed by Mo Wen, his steps and breathing slowed down, as he cautiously approached, fearing that Mo Wen might attack him.

Ma Xianhong said frankly, "Palace Master Mo, I don't blame you for this, because we didn't say anything beforehand, and you accepted the commission."

Are you still willing to stay now?

Mo Wen smiled slightly. "Hmm, with such beautiful scenery, how can we not stay a few more days?"

It was Ma Xianhong after all; although he lacked tact in his actions, he did have a very good personality.

"Alright, welcome to Biyou Village."

Ma Xianhong smiled slightly, then paused, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Um, I heard you have a way to heal others. Could you please help me heal their injuries?"

“I’m afraid Grandpa Bi won’t be able to handle it all by himself.”

Zhong Xiaolong and Bi Yuan both had somewhat strange expressions.

It seems very strange that they would ask the person who injured them to treat them.

Ma Xianhong wasn't embarrassed, and Mo Wen naturally wasn't either. He glanced at Harichagai, Liu Wukui, Jin Yong, and the others.

"That's possible, but as you know, village chief, I charge for healing, and it's not cheap."

"Is that so...?"

Ma Xianhong's lips twitched as he controlled Ru Hua, carefully carrying the upper-rooted creatures towards the village.

"Approximately how much? You see, I live in a poor, remote area, could you give me a discount?"

"I'll examine them when I get back and set a price based on the injuries, ensuring fair treatment for everyone."