I hire players in the martial arts world

Chapter 97
With a stern face and a slender figure, Feng Mo stood quietly at the same spot, but around him was an increasingly violent Stormrage!

Xiang Bohuai's mountain-like calm momentum froze slightly, he stared at Feng Mo with horror in his eyes.

After all, not long ago, he had just witnessed a date with the other party as a senior.

Very good battle, especially for masters of Dzogchen Tongmai Realm!

However, Feng Mo at this moment is not in the Tongmai state at all!This astonishing momentum and the figure slowly floating in mid-air as the wind intensifies!

He is a great master who is only a small realm lower than himself!
"It couldn't have been you eight years ago!" Immediately, Xiang Bohuai had a certain guess in his mind, but he quickly denied it himself, because the truth was too ironic.

And then Feng Mo's indifferent words disrupted all his conjectures.

"In order to step into the Xiantian Realm, I walked to the 47th Daxuan Realm and challenged 120 warriors who were in the Great Perfection of the Tongmai Realm and 33 warriors who were in the early Xiantian Realm.

Afterwards, these 150 nine people all died by my knife, which also allowed me to break through my innate ability.

I was 19 years old that year. "

At this moment, the wind swept towards the surroundings like a turbulent sea, and under the moonlight, two stunning cold lights appeared in Feng Mo's hands. They were his knives!

It was also when the voice just fell, Feng Mo's figure disappeared, and what he captured with his thoughts was only a gust of wind swallowing him, and what was hidden under the storm was the ubiquitous knife light!
clang--!
The silver long knife behind Xiang Bohuai had already been unsheathed, and the thick blade blocked Feng Mo's quick first kill in time!

The moment the two knives collided, Feng Mo's figure appeared, his fine steps kicked up the flying dust, and after he turned quickly, the short knife in his left hand went straight into the back of Xiang Bohuai's head at an unexpected angle!
Looting and Killing·Shu Kuang!

The cold saber air made the hairs on Xiang Bohuai's whole body stand on end, and at the same time, it also aroused the intense hatred he had accumulated in eight years of silence!
At this moment, he turned himself into an invincible sharp blade, confronting Feng Mo head-on with the oppressive saber gesture, and the moment the silver saber in his hand opened Feng Mo's right saber, he made a decisive slash !

He didn't block Feng Mo's left-handed saber, but attacked head-on in a way of killing them all!

Maybe Feng Mo can insert the left knife into the back of his head, but Feng Mo will also be cut in half by his own knife!

He is gambling!
In the duel between swordsmen, in addition to exquisite moves and powerful strength, there is also the determination of both sides!

It is worthwhile for Xiang Bohuai to die with a great master who is less than 30 years old!Not to mention that the other party is the murderer and enemy that he has been thinking about for eight years!
After Feng Mo's eyes skipped over Mo Yunlan and Yue Piaoling who had withdrawn their palms away at the same time, his left knife barely avoided Xiang Bohuai's cut in the waist by closing it once!
"If you are less than 30 years old, then he is probably less than 30 years old. It seems that the grand master is not the end of martial arts."

Xiang Bohuai didn't mention any more about the revenge of the murderer, his aura completely locked on Feng Mo, and after he glanced at Yue Piaoling, his somewhat cloudy eyes were full of longing.

Feng Mo didn't answer, but just clenched his double knives tightly. When his right foot gathered strength, the gale that soared into the sky instantly enveloped him, and he became an uncatchable wind once again!

clang!clang!clang!clang!
The crisp sounds of gold and iron clashing continued to be heard, Xiang Bohuai blocked Feng Mo's knife after knife, but at the same time his expression became more and more serious.

Because Feng Mo's speed seemed to have no limit, with the swift and fierce wind, it was only a matter of time before the knife light filled with strong killing intent successfully wiped his throat!
He could block Feng Mo's ten, twenty, and thirty knives with full concentration, but he was not confident that after one hundred or two hundred knives, he would still be able to maintain this gradually rising momentum!

At this moment, they are not only fighting with swords, but also fighting for the unstoppable momentum of swordsmen!

'Can't be so passive anymore! '
After Xiang Bohuai took a deep breath, boundless magic appeared in his eyes instantly, his pupils turned into a deep jet black, and the silver knife in his hand, which was originally shining like moonlight, became Like hell fire!

Feng Mo stepped on his right foot and backed away at an extremely fast speed. The demonic energy that seemed to sink into hell had already affected his continuously accumulating saber momentum!
At this moment, seeing black waves of air gushing out from under Xiang Bohuai's feet, he said thoughtfully:

"In addition to the heartless slash, Zhudaotang's stronger one-style forbidden move is to dominate the world? No, it feels more sinister than that style of magic knife."

In an instant, the cold air began to emerge, and the meaning of despair shrouded in all directions!

Ada and the five Beiman people in the farthest distance had already started to move away while continuing to fight.

As for those ferocious beasts who were staring at each other, none of them escaped in an instant.

As for Xiang Bohuai who caused all this, he held up the long knife in his hand that was stained black, and murmured in a low voice as if unconsciously.

Just as Feng Mo expected, this is indeed not the domination of the world, but the even more terrifying Ah Bi Dao San Dao!

In the depths of this knife, it seems that there are countless evil spirits imprisoned. They are howling, screaming, and screaming. They look at everything around them with extremely desperate and fierce eyes. They hate the world, and even more hate this depraved hell!

When this hatred was swung out with the long knife, it had already turned into darkness that seemed to be able to engulf the world!

"Feng, leave it to me!"

I don't know when Yue Piaoling appeared in front of Feng Mo, and after his space ring flashed, there was also a cold light blade in his hand!
The same sword move, the same hatred, and the same despair came even better. The moment the long knife was cut out, the blade had already turned into pieces and flew out!

A Bi Dao San Dao VS A Bi Dao San Dao!

If Xiang Bohuai's sword is the darkness that swallows the sky and the earth, then Yue Piaoling's sword is a bloody feast for all ghosts to revel in!
At the moment when the darkness shrouded, countless evil spirits bit everything in front of them. They were not afraid of the darkness, but they were also bound by the darkness!

Under the confrontation of one move, Yue Piaoling was slightly inferior!
But Xiang Bohuai had to face more than Yue Piaoling alone, the calm breeze lifted up a corner of darkness, and the biting knife in the wind tore it all to shreds!

"Not good, Ada's side." Yue Piaoling looked surprised.

When he and Feng Mo worked together to block Xiang Bohuai's A Bi Dao's three sabers while he was in a demon state, Mo Yunlan, who was alone, resolutely rushed to A Da who was once again entangled by the five Beiman people!
But before she could close the distance between the two sides, the sound of the zither echoed in the sky and the earth, and I saw sound blades attacking Mo Yunlan from all directions!
Accompanied by the chilling and beautiful music, a strange sigh sounded in Mo Yunlan's ears: "Hey, I should also have a poetry account, anyway, so do I. Forget it."

On the cliff, clouds filled the air, and there were four vague figures standing in it, as if they were real or unreal.

"It has been confirmed that there is no other help in the dark, and we can deal with her." Hearing this voice, Mo Yunlan, who had just escaped the sound attack, looked at the man in white with anger and hatred in her eyes, and the gentleness between her brows , The words spoken are as calm as a clear lake.

This made Mo Yunlan's expression gradually distorted, and it was even more difficult to squeeze out two words: "Qin Fan!"

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