Legend of Yan Wu

Han Mo and Jintong rushed directly into the crowd, their clothes bulging with their majestic fighting spirit, and each blow contained powerful force, shocking the group of students who were only four or five yuan back one after another .

Although there are many others, their strengths are generally below six yuan, only two have reached the strength of seven yuan martial artists, and one of them is Bai Mo.

Seeing that there are so many people who are no match for Han Mo and Jintong, Bai Mo said to another Qiyuan martial artist beside him in a panic, "Later, you lead someone to restrain the demon girl, and I will take that kid first." i slaughtered."

"I dealt with the demon girl? Otherwise, I'll kill that kid." The Qiyuan martial artist named Naimo said with a bitter face. Everyone knows the reputation of Shura's hand demon girl, although he doesn't know why his strength has stagnated. But still no one dared to underestimate the Asura Hand Demon Girl, for no other reason than the fact that the Shura Hand Demon Girl had arrived at this level of strength many years ago.

Seeing that Naimo was afraid, a ruthless look flashed across Baimo's face and said: "Why did I call you here? Did my Bai family support your family for nothing? The enchantress is so powerful, if you don't go up, why don't you let me go up? But I can tell you that there is definitely a treasure hidden in the lake that those seven guys know, and when we get the treasure, I will definitely not treat you badly."

Hearing the baby, Naimo showed a hint of greed on his face, hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily: "Well, I will take my brothers to contain her, and it is not a worry to deal with a demon girl first." Naimo firmly believed Shura's hand demon girl is very strong, facing more than 30 of them, they can only be beaten.

Seeing that Naimo agreed, Bai Mo didn't hesitate. He had hated Han Mo for a long time. After living for so many years, no one dared to talk to him like this. Han Mo was the first and definitely the last.

"Do it." Bai Mo said lightly, and his figure flashed towards Han Mo.

Flipping his right hand, a silver-white long spear flashed out, stabbing at Han Mo's back trickily, Bai Mo didn't pay attention to mainland morals, the truth was that he could kill people, it didn't matter whether he was sneak attacking or poisoning.

For the current Han Mo, if he wants to sneak attack him, unless the opponent's speed is so fast that Han Mo has no room to fight back, he will definitely not be able to succeed, but obviously, Bai Mo's speed cannot threaten Han Mo at all. At that moment, Han Mo's spiritual consciousness caught Bai Mo.

"Ding!"

Turning around gracefully, the two-finger-wide long sword accurately blocked Bai Mo's spear point. The long sword, which has always appeared soft, became extremely hard for some reason. bending.

Han Mo just glanced at the long sword lightly, kicked Bai Mo's long spear back with his kick.

Bai Mo looked at Han Mo in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and said to the people around him: "You guys go together to deal with the demon girl of Shura hand, and leave this kid to me."

"Yes!"

After hearing the words, everyone turned around and ran towards Jintong without any hesitation. There were more than 30 people, except for the seven people who were restrained by Han Mo before, the rest all ran towards Jintong.

Looking in Jintong's direction worriedly, seeing that Jintong was fine, Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowed slightly at Baimo, piercing Baimo like several sharp swords.

At this time, Han Mo was actually only feeling Bai Mo's strength with his spiritual sense, but Han Mo completely ignored his ability to materialize the power of his spiritual sense at this time. Feeling uncomfortable being touched.

Looking at Han Mo's strange gaze, Bai Mo realized that it was Han Mo who was causing the trouble, and said with a cold snort, "Suspicious, if you don't beat me today, you will be looking for teeth all over the place."

"Looking for teeth all over the place? Then I want to see whose teeth I'm looking for." Han Mo chuckled and rushed forward. Han Mo was not afraid of Bai Mo at all. Although Bai Mo's strength had reached the level of a seven-yuan martial artist, but Han Mo, who is used to fighting at higher levels, is only interested in this kind of battle. If an opponent of the same level, Han Mo is confident that he can subdue the opponent before he uses his combat skills.

"Whoo~"

Bai Mo stabbed at Han Mo's head with a spear in his hand, and there was a roar along the way, gaining momentum and power, but the only thing that disappointed Han Mo was that this guy was holding the end of the gun with one hand, With a faint smile, he rubbed his right foot lightly on the ground for a moment. After the spear reached the attack range, Han Mo spun his foot and slammed it heavily on the tip of the spear. Suddenly, there was a sound of metal impact, and Baimo's spear was also struck. Han Mo kicked and flew out.

"Is this considered an attack?" Han Mo looked at the surprised Bai Mo with a disdainful smile. It is too simple to imagine.

"We just can't compare the rich young master of the big family. I really don't want to point out your combat experience." Han Mo looked at Bai Mo and said meaningfully.

"Damn it, when will it be your turn for me to point fingers, I'll see if I don't teach you a lesson." Bai Mo was completely irritated by Han Mo's words at this time, and rushed towards Han Mo again with his eyes wide open. It seems to be fused into the whole body, and the strong wind blows from the inside out, filling the clothes on the body, making it look a bit stronger.

Han Mo tightened the long sword in his hand, his complexion also became solemn, and he no longer planned to deal with Bai Mo. Although Bai Mo's actual combat experience is not very good, his strength lies here. If he cooperates with high-level combat skills, Han Mo You will suffer the same.

"Hmph, let me show you how important fighting skills are." Han Mo's eyes showed a hint of amusement, and he walked towards Baimo vigorously with wonderful steps under his feet.

At first, Bai Mo attacked very well, but was quickly forced by Han Mo's swordsmanship, and quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Han Mo's speed was very fast, and his attack was also fast. After a few rounds, Bai Mo's face became like a pig's liver, but at this time, he was too embarrassed to call for help. He was used to being aloof, how could he allow others to ride on him at this time? on the head.

The more Bai Mo is brave, the more Han Mo likes it. The attack in his hand speeds up again, attacking Bai Mo fiercely, his eyes fixed, and he saw the best time. There is no doubt that it was at one point that the spear in Bai Mo's hand was shaken away.

Having lost his weapon, Bai Mo felt the danger at this moment, and no longer judged that he would lose face, he yelled at the people not far away: "Hurry up and kill this kid, hurry up!"

It's just that it's too late to call everyone at this time, Han Mo looked at the anxious Bai Mo, smiled lightly and said: "It's too late, my young master." After speaking, his figure flashed towards Bai Mo .

Bai Mo looked at Han Mo who was rushing towards him, hesitated for a moment, took out a jade bottle from the Najie, opened the cork and poured out the contents, and sprinkled it towards Han Mo.