Legend of Yan Wu

Han Mo's speed is extremely fast, even against Shang Longkong, a seven-yuan martial artist, he is not inferior. Perhaps it is the protection of Yanwu's blood that gives Han Mo the capital to explode.

Hearing Han Mo's words, Long Kong and Han Ji also carried them and rushed up, seeming to start a siege.

The white-feathered crane looked at Han Mo who was shooting towards him, with a cold killing intent in his eyes, and his huge beak directly bit at Han Mo who was in the air.

Seeing this, the corners of Han Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and the long sword that stabbed forward suddenly retracted, his body also twisted rapidly in the air, and the long sword that stabbed forward swept out.

The white-feathered crane was startled when it saw this, and its neck twisted quickly. Han Mo's long sword almost slashed past the white-feathered crane's neck, and a few white feathers fluttered down.

"What an exaggerated move, how did Han Mo do it?" Long Kong couldn't help being stunned as he rushed forward, and looked at Han Mo who retreated with some doubts. The life of the white-feathered crane has been resolved.

Han Mo was not disappointed when he failed a blow. The speed and reaction of the third-order monster were very fast. Moreover, the white-feathered crane was still the best in speed. Even if the white-feathered crane was injured, it was easy to dodge such a blow.

Seeing that Longkong also stopped, Han Ji rushed forward and slammed on the brakes. Although he liked to do it, he still didn't have the confidence to face a third-tier monster. He looked up at the third-tier monster that was close at hand. Han Ji The body couldn't help trembling.

"Huh."

The white-feathered crane let out a long cry again, and its huge beak quickly nailed down to Han Ji. The speed was so fast that Han Ji had the illusion that he could not avoid it.

"Han Ji, be careful."

"Brother Han, run away!"

Seeing this, Han Mo and Long Kong shouted in shock, if they were nailed to the head by the sharp beak of the white-feathered crane, the survival rate would be almost zero.

Han Ji woke up like a dream when he heard the words, and without thinking about it, he rolled on the ground, but the speed of the white-feathered crane was too fast, even if he was injured, his speed was not inferior, and he bit Han Ji almost in the blink of an eye. right shoulder.

With the sound of "Puchi", Han Ji's clothes were torn apart, and fresh blood flowed out. The beak of the white-feathered crane obviously only scratched the outside of Han Ji's right shoulder. If Han Ji's The speed is slowing down, this arm is probably going to be useless.

Han Mo's heart almost rose into his throat. He looked at Han Ji who was dodging away, and then gestured to Long Kong. The two of them must now attract the attention of the white-feathered crane, otherwise Han Ji would still be in danger.

Long Kong nodded, quietly walked around behind the white-feathered crane, then jumped up suddenly, and slashed down on the white-feathered crane's back like a machete with the long sword in his hand.

It's just that the alertness of the white-feathered crane is too high, even the slightest sound of the wind is detected by its keen sensory locks, rubbing against the ground with its only good right leg, sliding backwards for a certain distance, avoiding Long Kong's attack with difficulty .

Seeing this, the corners of Han Mo's mouth twitched slightly. This was a good opportunity, and such an opportunity could completely end the battle under his observant eyes.

Taking advantage of the inertia of the white-feathered crane when it was gliding, Han Mo quickly ran over with his sword. The white-feathered crane just stabilized, but due to the inertia, the upper body instinctively turned forward. The long sword stabbed at the injured wing of the white-feathered crane.

The white-feathered crane was also aware of Han Mo who was rushing towards him angrily, but he had just stabilized his figure, and there was no time to turn around to resist Han Mo's attack.

"Pfft." Han Mo didn't give the white-feathered crane a chance to think about it, and directly submerged the long sword into the white-feathered crane's wing, only piercing it with a finger's length and couldn't move forward any more, but it was only this finger-deep. The distance also made the white-feathered crane tremble in pain, and could not help but neigh.

Seeing Han Mo's hand, Long Kong couldn't help being overjoyed, and rushed up to help. The long sword that cut iron like mud was swung out with a strong fighting spirit, and shouted violently: "Nine Yin Swordsmanship." Then As the shout fell, Long Kong's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, as if his eyes could kill the monster in front of him.

"Huh."

Due to the pain from the shoulder, the white-feathered crane had almost lost its mind. Suddenly, it stood up suddenly, and with a sudden wave of its wings, it fanned Han Mo by the side of the wings tens of meters away, and then slammed into a On top of a big tree, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out immediately, and the internal organs in the body felt shifted, and there was a burst of burning pain.

At this time, Long Kong's long sword had arrived, and the fierce fighting spirit on the long sword directly broke out from the sword, and quickly shot the other wing of the white-feathered crane, even cutting off the left wing of the white-feathered crane.

"Wow!"

Having lost its left wing, the white-feathered crane's eyes suddenly widened. The pain had already paralyzed its nerves, and the rushing out of fresh blood indicated that the white-feathered crane was not far from death.

Seeing that his combat skills only hit one wing of the white-feathered crane, Long Kong frowned dissatisfied and said every day, "Damn, he missed it again, damn it." Long Kong seemed to be angry too. One blow had consumed a lot of his battle energy, and the white-feathered crane croaked repeatedly. If this continues, the person who started to hurt the white-feathered crane will definitely come to him.

"Han Mo, how are you?" Long Kong looked at Han Mo who was slowly getting up in the distance and asked in a worried voice. He also broke into a cold sweat for Han Mo in his heart. It's also choking.

"I'm fine, you take this opportunity to deal with this big guy." Han Mo waved his hand, looked at the dying white-feathered crane and shouted, Han Mo was also careful that someone would come to hear the sound, otherwise it would be another trouble.

Long Kong nodded when he heard the words, and was shocked by Han Mo's resistance, and then turned his eyes sharply to the white-feathered crane. At this time, the white-feathered crane has become a red-feathered crane, and its white feathers have been dyed red by bright red blood. Yes, it looks heart-wrenching.

"Damn it, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you." Just as Longkong was about to look for an opportunity to rush up, Han Ji, who was injured on his right shoulder, suddenly held his spear in pain, and stabbed the white-feathered crane behind him. The crane's skin was too hard, and it was protected by Bai. Han Ji tried his best because he only punctured the white-feathered crane's skin, but it turned red anyway.

Long Kong was startled when he saw this, he rushed up without even thinking about it, and stabbed out with the long sword in his hand, up and down, suddenly jumped up, suddenly slashed down angrily, just for a moment, he was already dying The white-feathered crane was completely unrecognizable, and its mother probably couldn't recognize it after being scratched by Long Kong's long sword.

"Hey." The white-feathered crane once again screamed in pain, its eyes full of unwillingness, and the only remaining wing swung out suddenly, fanning out Long Kong who was staying in the air, and then his body was no longer stable. Stopped, and fell to the sky facing the rear.

"Fuck me, fuck me, don't press me..." Han Ji just came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw the white-feathered crane falling backwards, his face suddenly frightened to the extreme. If he was crushed, he would be suffocated to death if he was crushed, but before Han Ji asked for help, he was already crushed by the huge body of the white-feathered crane.

Long Kong was slapped hard by the last blow of the white-feathered crane, and the force of the fall was almost heavier than Han Mo's, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. the whole body.

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