Legend of Yan Wu

Han Mo looked at the three people in front of him gloomyly, waved his sleeves and said, "It was Han Wu who asked you to come, what about others?"

Han Li looked at Han Mo with disdain and said, "Why did Fifth Brother come here in person? I just wanted to teach you a lesson today, and let you get so close to Miss Linger. Offending Fifth Brother is all your own fault." People were already surrounded by Han Mo, as if they were afraid that Han Mo would run away.

Han Mo couldn't help showing some evil smiles, clapped his hands and said: "Alright, just broke through, let's practice with you." After speaking, he took the lead to meet him.

The three of them were startled when they saw this, they didn't expect that Han Mo would take the lead, but after a few people reacted, Han Jiu, who was weaker, had already flown backwards.

"When did this guy become so powerful?" Han Li said in surprise, and then threw his leg at Han Mo, and the strength of the six-element warrior exploded.

After Han Mo kicked Han Jiu away, he didn't hesitate. He kept paying attention to Han Li from the corner of his eyes. Only Han Li is the strongest here, and his strength has reached the mid-six yuan warrior.

"Good time." The corners of Han Mo's mouth could not help but twitched, his body leaned back straight, his waist bent to an astonishing arc, and he dodged Han Li's whip leg without any suspense, and at the same time his right leg suddenly slammed Raised from the bottom to the top, it kicked Han Li's head with enough fighting spirit.

Han Li was already extremely surprised at this time. If he was surprised by Han Mo's speed just now, he was now surprised by the fighting spirit contained in Han Mo's right leg. Han Li didn't dare to neglect. In front of the front door.

Han Mo yelled loudly and increased his strength again. Following a muffled sound, Han Li quickly backed away in disorderly steps. When he didn't pay attention, he fell like a dog.

Han Li turned over and got up, shook his numb hands, looked at the slender boy in front of him with a surprised expression, shouted and rushed up again, all of them gathered on the fists, aiming at Han Mo's head. fist.

Han Mo shook his head pitifully, dodged Han Li's attack with a dodge, turned around and kicked Han Li's back hard.

Since Han Li was attacking forward, being thrown by Han Mo's leg, his body lost his balance again, and his body flew out directly, landing in the chicken coop in the corner of the yard.

After a while, the three of them fell to the ground and the two of them fell to the ground. Seventh looked at Han Mo in horror, and stammered, "Han...Han Mo, you already...have you returned to the warrior?"

Han Mo glanced at Han Li who got up, and said with a gloomy expression: "You three go back and tell Han Wu to let him stop bothering me in the future, or don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."

Han Li squeezed his fists, let out a cold snort and quickly ran out of the courtyard. Seeing that Han Li had left, Han Jiu and the two also ran out scrambling.

Han Mo looked at the three people who left, and couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly. Han Wu's repeated troubles for himself had already aroused Han Mo's anger. I did the math well before.

"Crack, snap, snap, snap."

Just when Han Mo was about to enter the room to continue practicing, a clapping sound came into the courtyard.

"Who is it?" Han Mo shouted to the outside of the yard.

"I didn't expect you to recover. It seems that our agreement has become more interesting." Not long after, Han Lu walked in from the yard calmly, with an indescribable expression on his face.

"Han Lu? What are you doing here?" Han Mo frowned.

Han Lu strolled up to Han Mo, and said with some amusement, "It seems that you really forgot, do you want me to remind you?"

Han Mo was startled when he heard the words, looked at Han Lu in confusion, shook his head and said, "What do you mean? I don't know what you're talking about?"

"I don't know, okay, let me remind you." Han Lu continued with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "After someone lost his soul crystal, it seems that someone asked me to help him."

Han Mo was startled when he heard the words, and his complexion immediately became gloomy. He said indifferently, "Then you challenged me for Ling'er?"

Han Lu snorted coldly and said, "You keep saying that as long as I do it, you will promise me one thing, no matter what, right?"

Han Mo nodded indifferently and said, "That's right, so you chose to let me leave Linger?" Han Mo continued with some sarcasm: "Han Lu, if you really like Linger, don't use such a method." , you can choose to compete fairly with me, I will only respect Linger's opinion."

"Stop talking nonsense." Han Lu interrupted Han Mo's words, shook his head mockingly and said, "Han Mo, Han Mo, I can't see it. You, who have always been honest, sometimes play tricks, anyway, since you chose to breach the contract , then I, Han Lu, have nothing to say."

"I'm not breaking the contract. It's your own problem. Is Ling'er a bet? You can tell." Han Mo said angrily.

Han Lu interrupted Han Mo's words with a wave of his hand, squeezed his fist, and punched Han Mo's face directly, bringing out a sound of wind along the way.

When Han Mo saw this, he was startled. With his right fist full of fighting spirit, he punched him. With the sound of a bang, Han Mo retreated uncontrollably. Only then did he release the strength from his hands.

Han Mo shook his numb right hand, looked at Han Lu in shock, and asked in surprise, "Nine Yuan Warrior?"

Hearing this, Han Lu couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth. Under the sunlight, this smile looked so strange and crazy.

"Han Lu, I don't care what you think of Ling'er, but you'd better not mess around." Han Mo said worriedly, thinking that Han Lu might be insane.

As if Han Lu didn't hear what Han Mo said, he shook his fist and swung at Han Mo again.

Han Mo only has the strength of a five-yuan warrior now, how could he block Han Lu's full blow, the only way now is to dodge, the two fought directly in the courtyard, Han Mo shouted at Han Lu while fighting , but Han Lu didn't seem to hear anything.

"Damn it, Han Lu, don't force me." Han Mo said angrily, Han Lu's offensive has become more and more fierce, and Han Mo has faintly fallen into a disadvantage. He has reached the edge of the peak of the Jiuyuan warrior, and it is not far to break through to become a warrior.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Han Zhen seemed to sense the fluctuations in fighting spirit here, and soon ran into Han Mo's courtyard.

When Han Mo saw Han Zhen coming, he hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Han, Han Lu seems to have lost his mind."

Han Zhen was startled when he heard the words. In practice, he was very angry and easily lost his mind. If he didn't stop it, he might never be able to regain his senses.Han Zhen strode close to Han Lu, and hit the back of Han Lu's neck with his palm. The powerful palm force stunned Han Lu on the spot.