Legend of Yan Wu

Han Mo naturally didn't know what Jintong was thinking now, he was so absorbed in his mind that he couldn't detect the slightest bit of the outside world, and the only thing he could feel now was the constant fighting spirit.

With the passage of time, Han Mo absorbed more and more fierce fighting energy, and the blood that seemed to be a bottomless pit seemed to be full of fighting energy, like a ferocious beast greedily enjoying a delicious meal.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure flashed in Han Mo's sea of ​​consciousness. The figure held cumbersome handprints in its hands. As the speed increased, a series of phantoms appeared in its hands, and it began to murmur.

"Boy, no matter what you feel later, don't worry. This is a process. You have to endure it." The mysterious man's words came out like glass, and drifted into Han Mo's ears.

Han Mo couldn't respond when he heard the words, so he had to acquiesce.

Within a few minutes, the mysterious man holding the fingerprints suddenly stopped moving, and his figure disappeared into the vast void in a flash.

At the same time that the mysterious person disappeared, Han Mo's nerves suddenly tightened, and a piercing pain suddenly spread all over his body. If Han Mo was not meditating at this time, he really wanted to scream out in pain. Han Mo is not qualified to endure it at all.

But fortunately, this kind of pain is only fleeting. If the pain continues, Han Mo does not doubt that he will die from such pain.

"I'm going to start, you hold back." The mysterious man's voice came out again in an ugly way.

Han Mowen's mysterious talent started, and his heart tightened again. The pain just now was not caused by activating his potential?Wouldn't it really hurt to death when the potential was activated?

Han Mo's wild thinking just ended, and sure enough, as he guessed, a strange feeling came to his heart again, but this time the pain was much milder, I don't know if it was numb from the pain last time or what happened.

Han Mo ignored the pain, because he couldn't think about it, the more he cared about the feeling, the more painful it was. Now Han Mo didn't even know the source and where of the pain, and even Bei couldn't find the vague meaning.

Jintong from the outside world didn't know what Han Mo was doing, but only knew that Han Mo frowned for a while, and gritted his teeth for a while, and his face was distorted, and he was suddenly puzzled: "What are you doing? Breakthrough shouldn't be like this Painful?"

Jintong can't move around now, otherwise she really wants to go and study it, and she is even more curious about Han Mo in her heart.

The martial artist's strength is so fast, so fast that I have to use all my strength to chase him; and the strange object thrown by Han Mo in the lake instantly dyed the crystal-clear lake water black; Han Mo just went out Suffering such a serious injury all at once, and who did it in such a short time?Since the comer can escape from the hands of the mentor, it means that he is not a weak player. Since he is a master, why would he come to kill a warrior?

"It seems that this guy also has a lot of secrets. I will investigate after I go back." Jintong whispered with a wicked smile. As time went by, Han Mo had been surrounded by vindictive ripples, and Jintong could no longer see it. When the people of Han Mo arrived, all they could see was a cloud of milky white dou qi.

The shock has already passed, and Jintong doesn't care anymore, she can't see why after looking at it like this, she simply closed her eyes and meditated, Han Mo attracted the pure fighting spirit, she didn't want to waste these ready-made grudge.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the grudge that Han Mo sought became even larger, including hundreds of meters away from the outside world. At this time, Han Mo's body was also in chaos. Of course, Han Mo didn't know this.

"This kid's physique is really good, and it's rare in Shenyan, that's all, you are lucky." The mysterious man came to a certain tendon in Han Mo at some time, muttered a few words, and suddenly nodded , heavily focused on a certain point.

Han Mo was hit in the body, and his whole body trembled suddenly, and his body crossed on the ground also tilted down due to the trembling too much.

Jintong, who was in meditation, was awakened by the sudden sound. Looking at Han Mo who fell to the ground during meditation, she almost choked with laughter, because after Han Mo fell to the ground, his legs were still cross-legged, not to mention his appearance Funny.

After a long while, Jintong suddenly felt something wrong. She gritted her teeth and stood up. She walked slowly towards Han Mo and shouted, "Han Mo, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

At first, Jintong thought that Han Mo just didn't sit still, but after a few minutes, Han Mo still didn't withdraw from the meditation. It stands to reason that people in meditation should be very sensitive.

Just when Jintong walked into Han Mo, an invisible ripple quietly swayed away, sending Jintong flying out, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah~It hurts~" Jintong was already injured, but he was injured again unprepared, the wound was pulled open again, and bright red blood gushed out.

"What's going on?" Jin Tong raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Han Mo not far away with a worried face, completely ignoring his own wound.

Unknowingly, the body of the old monk Han Mo trembled again, and after a while, Han Mo trembled again, and then his body began to tremble, and the fighting spirit that had faded suddenly swept over like a gust of wind , scrambling to rush into Han Mo's body.

"Ah! It's going to explode!" Han Mo silently thought in his heart that although Han Mo has fighting spirit in his blood, no matter how big a place is, he can't bear such infusion of fighting spirit. In just a few minutes, Han Mo reached an extreme level. saturated state.

"Boy, bear with it, your injuries are already recovering, and I'm helping you break through as a warrior." The mysterious man saw that Han Mo couldn't help it, and hurriedly reminded him.

Hearing this, Han Mo gritted his teeth again. He had already reached this point, and Han Mo had to hold on no matter what.

As the infusion of fighting energy became more and more frightening, many tendons in Han Mo's body were ruptured, but when the meridians revealed spider-like cracks, a strange energy followed, and then miraculously and slowly recovered .

Seeing that the wound healed so quickly, the mysterious man's eyes flashed with despair, and then he sighed deeply, as if recalling something unbearable.

"Breakthrough!" Following the mysterious man's understatement, a "boo" sounded as if it didn't exist.

Afterwards, Han Mo's tense nerves also relaxed, and the strong fighting spirit lingering around slowly dissipated.

"Have you made a breakthrough?" Jintong murmured haggardly as she lay on the ground, she almost fainted from the pain several times, her beautiful face turned pale, without a trace of blood, because the blood flowed out from the wound on her chest up.

"Uh~" Han Mo woke up slowly with a soft drink, but the numbness of his whole body made Han Mo unable to feel where the head was and the butt was.

"Huh~" Han Mo exhaled a turbid breath and climbed up with difficulty. The first thing he did was to look at his right shoulder. When he saw his halving, his expression was extremely surprised. The sunken bones have all recovered, and now there is no trace of pain except for the pain.

I was a little excited in my heart, feeling my fighting spirit, and now my face was even more excited, and I laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I am a martial artist, I am a martial artist, I have finally broken through to a martial artist."

"Hehe, congratulations." Jintong looked at Han Mo who completely ignored her, and congratulated helplessly.

Han Mo was startled when he heard the words, and then realized that Jintong was lying on the ground at this time, and a large area of ​​the ground had been dyed red. Han Mo's complexion changed, and he rushed up with a stride, and helped Jintong up. He yelled seriously: "How many times have I told you not to move around, why didn't you listen, you have lost too much blood, you will die if you are bleeding."

Jintong looked at Han Mo with an anxious face, a smile appeared on his pale face, he pursed his lips and said, "If I die, no one will kill you, isn't it good?"

"If I'm afraid you will kill me, I won't save you. Okay, don't talk, I'll help you stop the bleeding first." Han Mo picked up Jin Tong and put him on the stone platform.

"What are you going to do?" Jintong couldn't help but think of the indecent scene before when Han Mo said that he wanted to help him stop the bleeding.