Legend of Yan Wu

Everyone couldn't help being surprised when they saw this, and then they realized that Han Mo was just fooling them, but before they could make a move, Han Mo's figure flickered, and the long sword in his hand was approaching an unbelievable level, and several people came one after another fell to the ground.

"Let's go together, don't fight alone."

I don't know who was the first to react, and hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice. Jintong couldn't help but gasped when he saw Han Mo's actions, and once again cast admiring glances at Han Mo's ruthlessness.

Just when Jintong was about to go to help, he paused in his forward steps, and was surprised again when he saw Han Mo's actions. He saw Han Mo take out a pinch of powdery objects from the ring, and scattered them wildly towards the surroundings.

Everyone's expressions changed again when they saw this. This time, they felt that Han Mo was using poison without even thinking about it. He hurriedly backed away. A few of them who were not in a hurry were even covered in powder, and they slapped their faces in horror, afraid of falling down. In one scene, poisonous powder enters the body.

Seeing this, the corners of Han Mo's mouth rose again, his body flickered a few times, and after a few swings of the long sword, several people fell to the ground. In less than a minute, nearly ten people were killed by Han Mo's long sword , In such a situation, everyone finally felt fear.

"Don't panic, this kid doesn't know any poison at all. I guess I can only use the previous poison once. As long as we take him all at once, nothing will happen."

With this sentence, everyone felt that there was some truth. Han Mo fooled them again and again, maybe it was really what they said. After a moment of hesitation, everyone rushed up again. This time someone directly used combat skills, Obviously risking desperate momentum.

Han Mo looked at the people rushing again, waved his hand at Jin Tong, and signaled Jin Tong not to come, then tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of his clothes, wiped it on the black iron box inadvertently, and pointed at Jin Tong Throw away the one at the front.

This student had never seen Han Mo deal with Bai Mo, so he completely ignored Han Mo's little move, and prepared to block it with his weapon, but Han Mo also rushed up at this time, worried that Han Mo would show that ghostly speed again. A student resolutely gave up blocking the piece of cloth, and swung his saber at Han Mo instead.

"what!"

The moment the academy member made a move, a scream came from the student's mouth.

The screams made everyone stunned for a moment, and they cast their gazes over. The next moment, everyone froze in place.

"Poison? This guy is still poisonous, everyone be careful."

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone panicked, because what happened to this student was exactly the same as that of Bai Mo, his face had already started to fester, and he looked extremely terrifying.

Han Mo didn't hesitate at all. When everyone was terrified, the long sword in his hand stabbed mercilessly. Every time he struck out, one person would be killed. Han Mo's speed was almost fatal to a person in the Wuyuan martial artist realm. With such a speed, if They don't take the chance seriously and simply don't respond.

Seeing that Han Mo started to slaughter again, Jintong had already had itchy hands and rushed out, grabbing the back of a person's head with his right hand, and following a burst of force, five deep depressions came into view on the student's skull.

The seven people who watched from a distance were stunned. They never thought that this humble Han Mo would be so powerful, and Han Mo's cruel methods had deeply impressed them. Otherwise, they would definitely not be able to make such a decisive choice. .

Han Mo seemed to be addicted to killing. At this time, there were more than 30 people left, and there were only ten people left. There were corpses lying all over the ground, and the ground was stained red with blood, which looked very scary.

"Hmph." Han Mo looked at the terrified faces of the crowd, with an evil smile on his lips. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Such cruelty had long been expected for Han Mo. If he didn't kill these students, these A man can kill himself, all he does is to protect himself.

But at this moment, Han Mo was about to make another move, his body suddenly became dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground with his head tilted. Fortunately, Jintong quickly supported Han Mo with his eyes and saw that Han Mo's face suddenly turned pale. Knowing that Han Mo was indeed poisoned before.

"This kid was poisoned, let's go together and avenge the dead brother."

"Yes, I want to avenge my brother!"

Seeing this, a gleam of hope flashed across the faces of the people, and they no longer hesitated. The monster ran towards Han Mo like crazy. At this moment, it was not that they were not afraid of death, but that they were driven crazy. They fell to the ground one by one, they could only stare wide-eyed and hated Han Mo, and now the poison Han Mo had suffered from before finally broke out, this is an opportunity for everyone.

"I'm fine, block them first, I'll adjust my breath!" Han Mo hurriedly pushed Jintong past him, fearing that the poison on his body would get on Jintong.

Cross-legged, Han Mo quickly called out the Yanwu blood without the slightest hesitation. The blood, like magma, was running at high speed, flowing in every part of the body, and Han Mo's whole body began to become distorted. One can imagine how high the temperature on Han Mo's body is at this moment.

Now that there were only ten people left, it was naturally easy for Jintong to deal with them, but now he had to not only deal with these people, but also let them go around, otherwise Han Mo would be in danger, so the difficulty could not help but increase.

Seeing the seven people in a daze in the distance, Jintong hesitated and shouted: "Don't you have enmity with these people, now is a good opportunity to vent your anger, why don't you do it?"

Hearing Jintong's words, the seven of them woke up like a dream, nodded dully, and rushed towards Jintong.

With the help of these seven people, Jin Tong quickly killed one person, and within a few minutes, ten people fell to the ground one after another. After beheading these people, Jin Tong could only cast admiring glances.

"Senior Yao Ji, thank you very much this time, you have helped us vent our anger, and all our command arrows will belong to you." One of the seven people panted heavily, and said to Jin Tong fearfully.

Jintong just nodded lightly, turned around and walked towards Han Mo quickly, seeing that Han Mo was a little strange, subconsciously reached out and touched Han Mo's face, only the palm touched Han Mo's skin, Jintong's face was surprised and hurried Withdrawing his hand, seeing that his fingers had been burned by the high temperature, a trace of astonishment crossed Jintong's face.

"How did this happen? How could Han Mo's body be so hot?" Looking at Han Mo's appearance, Jintong didn't feel anything different, but the temperature around him also increased, and Jintong couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Is Han Mo caused by poisoning?" Jintong murmured anxiously, if it was caused by poisoning, wouldn't Han Mo be in danger at this time?