Legend of Yan Wu

The seemingly weak long sword and the giant sword touched quietly, and the expected thing did not happen, but on the contrary, Jintong's long sword seemed to suddenly become as solid as a rock, and it was pressed against the giant sword heavily, followed by a sharp and piercing The voice came out, and Jintong and the servant both retreated one after another.

The masked man looked at Jin Tong who was not at a disadvantage, secretly surprised, and smiled meaningfully: "As expected of the No. 4 existence in the Shura list, the strength is still so strong even if it is sealed."

Jintong was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and cast his eyes with a swish, looking at the masked man as if flames were spewing from his eyes, and asked in a questioning tone: "How do you know? Who are you?"

"Hmph, I am me, a little character you don't know." The masked man smiled lightly, even though he was defeated by Jintong, he didn't show the slightest timidity, because now is not the time to fight alone.

"Are you the students from the previous class?" Jintong hesitated for a moment and shouted in surprise. Only some students from the previous class knew about this matter. Now it seems that all of this was planned by the Liu family a long time ago, maybe not just It's just to protect Liu Kuang.

"Don't guess, you won't know the answer." After saying that, the man suddenly rushed forward, and Xiao Lan, who flew upside down, hesitated for a while and turned to Han Mo.

The goal now is to get rid of Han Mo, as long as Han Mo and the three of them are missing to surround Jintong, it is easy to catch.

Han Mo didn't even realize that someone behind him was staring at him again, he dodged Lin Dang's attack in embarrassment, brewing flames to attack from time to time, unknowingly, Han Mo also mastered some tricks, as if using the flames unleashed by the long sword It will indeed deteriorate, and the power will become more violent on the original basis, but the control of this kind of attack is very low, and Han Mo is still a little uncertain.

At this time, Han Mo was still unaware of Xiao Lan who was sneaking up from behind him, and with difficulty resisted Lin Dan's blow, he stepped back one after another, and frowned before he could stand still.

"Drink!" Han Mo didn't have time to care about his unsteady figure, turned around in a hurry, looked at the big knife that had reached the top of his head, and was stunned. It was obviously unrealistic to dodge such an attack. Down.

"Fight it." Han Mo gritted his teeth and muttered, then clenched his long sword tightly, activated the Yanwu bloodline as quickly as possible, shouted and stabbed at the sword that was slashing down angrily, and said in his heart: "Nine Heavens Sword The first form, piercing the wind!"

Sensing the abnormality on Han Mo's long sword, the corner of Xiao Lan's mouth curled up a bit. If he didn't talk about Han Mo in such a short time, he couldn't even use the most familiar combat skills he had practiced. He directly judged Han Mo as a "failure" in his heart. ".

"when!!"

There was a deafening metal impact sound, Han Mo's right hand and shoulders holding the long sword trembled, the long sword in his hand almost fell out, he suppressed the rioting blood in his heart, and stepped back a dozen steps before barely stopping .

Although Xiao Lan was fine, the powerful shock also made his right hand numb for a while, and he took a step back imperceptibly, with a flash of surprise on his face.

"Whoosh!"

Without waiting for Han Mo's reaction, Lin Dang, who was waiting for an opportunity, shot out like an arrow, aimed at Han Mo's head with a big knife, and Xiao Lan rushed out without hesitation. Now there is nothing fair to say, even if Han Mo Just a junior student of a dual martial artist, they don't care much about them who are used to being shameless.

Shaking his numb right hand, he ran towards the nearest Xiao Lan. Han Mo had to keep one of them in the middle now, or it would be too late when he was caught in the middle. At this time, he had to take the initiative.

Before rushing out, before Xiao Lan could make any move, Han Mo jumped up first, and shouted: "The first form of Nine Heavens Excalibur, piercing the wind!!" It inspired his bloodliness, but it was also strange that Han Mo's sword was indeed the best one, the fluorescence flickered on the long sword, mixed with a trace of flame.

"What kind of combat technique is this?" Although Xiao Lan can feel the energy on the long sword, he can't feel the attribute of energy, and naturally he can't feel the strength of energy. Lan will definitely think that this is an ordinary attack.

The natural vigilance told Xiao Lan not to be careless, and he shouted without hesitation: "Black Wind Slash!"

Black Wind Slash is Xiao Lan's famous combat skill, and its rank is in the middle of the low level of the Xuan rank. If it is mature, it will not give up even if it is faced with the middle rank of the Xuan rank.

Han Mo directly ignored Xiao Lan's attack. No matter how powerful Xiao Lan's combat skills were, the arrow had to be fired on the string. He increased his strength again and stabbed fiercely at the center of Xiao Lan's eyebrows.

"Looking for death!" Seeing Han Mo ignoring him so much, Xiao Lan's heart suddenly flashed with anger, and the sword slashed at Han Mo fiercely with surging fighting spirit.

"when!"

"Crack!"

The sound of metal impact and a flash of lightning sounded almost at the same time, but the next second after the sound of a metal impact, there was another piercing sound of metal impact. After this sound, Han Mo couldn't help but spit out blood. Xing quickly retreated with the sound of howling wind, and after landing, his footsteps still slid on the ground for several meters.

Although Xiao Lan was not injured, he was still pushed back one after another by Han Mozhen. A faint imprint on the broadsword in his hand came into view. Xiao Lan couldn't help but gasped. A dent was hit by a dual-element martial artist from Han Mo. What kind of strength is needed to do this?

Xiao Lan's attack passed, followed by Lin Dang, who also swung down angrily at Han Mo with a big knife. Lin Dang looked at Han Mo with a wicked smile, as if he was quite sure to deal with this blow Korean ink.

"Ah!" Han Mo wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, held the giant sword tightly and rushed towards Lin Dang again, the vindictive energy in his body was running wildly, his blood boiled like magma to an unprecedented level, and it was not only Han Mo's blood that was boiling at this time , and lightning like a silver snake in the sky.

"Wind Piercing!" Han Mojue used the same combat skill for the third time. It stands to reason that repeated use of the same combat skill will only make it more difficult to use the combat skill to its limit in the future. This is also counted as a cooling time, but Han Mojue Mo couldn't estimate so much at this time, flipped his left hand, and the Space Summoning Stone had already appeared in his hand. If the situation was not right later, Han Mo would not show off, at worst, he would give up his qualification for the league. These people, Han Mo, would come to him one by one in the future.

"Crack!"

Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, no, no, it rushed towards Han Mo.

Sensing a slight abnormality, Han Mo turned his head with a "swish", and the long sword that was aimed at Xiao Lan hurriedly turned to the lightning that was coming towards him.

"boom!"

This booming sound was not the sound of an explosion, but a sound from Han Mo's ears and heart. Han Mo's eyes suddenly became dull, and countless lightning flashed all over his body. Han Mo has not yet realized what is going on. He completely lost consciousness, and a strange energy filled his whole body, but he was always repelled by Yan Wu's bloodline.

"what!"

The uncomfortable feeling made Han Mo almost crazy, and the long sword swept away at Lin Dan, who had the same dull eyes. With the sound of another "dang", Lin Dang, who was still swearing at first, suddenly became frightened, and the lightning flashed Han Mo's body without any trace. It rushed into his body without hindrance, shaking Lin Dan's whole body, and his eyes rolled white one after another.