Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2293 Five Swordsmanship

Mo Xian sighed, moved his body, and appeared beside Han Linger, grabbed Han Linger and ran away.

"Chase, don't let them run away." The roar was mixed with the roar of monsters, followed by a series of breaking wind.

Originally, they thought it would be easy to deal with a few brats, but they didn't expect to cause them such a big trouble.

Somewhere above the high and low, the elegant man from before looked ashen.

Around him, there are screaming martial artists everywhere, which annoys him.

Judging from the repeated bad news, their target seems to be difficult to catch.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, what's the use of me personally taking care of such a trivial matter." The elegant man snorted impatiently, and an invisible murderous aura spread out immediately.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, no matter how painful they were, no one dared to groan.

They were well aware of the elegant man's character, under the easy-going surface, there was a venomous snake-like viciousness hidden.

Of course, without such ruthlessness, he would not be able to lead such a group of vicious people smoothly.

Soon, the elegant man set off with a few people and a few monsters.

In the seemingly peaceful mountains and forests, the siege against the six people of Mo Xian continued.

Mo Xian took Han Ling'er with him. Although he tried his best to avoid it, there were too many wounds on his body, and some marks would inevitably be left behind, which made it impossible for them to escape smoothly.

"Be careful, that kid is very cautious." In a small open space in the mountain stream, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight warriors holding various weapons appeared here, and there were two monsters in front of them, looking around vigilantly.

They followed Mo Xian and Han Ling'er, but their breath seemed to be cut off here, and even those sensitive monsters seemed a little uncertain.

Due to the low-lying terrain, the ground here is very soft, and if you are not careful, it will sink.

Dim light was reflected everywhere on the ground. It was a small puddle, I don't know how deep it was, and it was covered with some rotting leaves.

The air is full of rotten smell, very unpleasant.

Perhaps it was because of this smell that it interfered with the sense of smell of the two monsters, preventing them from making correct judgments in a short time.

And under a certain puddle, a pair of pitch-black eyes are staring at the group of people who came here, like a beast that chooses and devours people, ready to attack at any time.

The owner of these eyes is none other than Mo Xian.

Taking advantage of the environment here, his breath and taste were temporarily covered up.

The wound was soaked in rotten stagnant water, which made him feel like a thousand ants were eating his heart, and the rotten smell was also very unpleasant.

But he couldn't move in the slightest, he could only endure it with all his strength.

This way of hiding is undoubtedly very unsightly. Even if they go to a dead end, I believe that most warriors will not choose this way. It is a shame and a shame.

But Mo Xian didn't think anything of it. He had been in a desperate situation more than once, and he knew very well that no matter what method he used, it was a good way to save his life.

The footsteps gradually approached, and Mo Xian could even clearly feel the slight vibration.

The wound began to itch unbearably again, as if some insects were crawling on it, licking his blood.

At this time, the two monsters suddenly rushed in one direction fiercely, and their sharp claws directly blasted the soft ground away, as if they had discovered something.

"Good boy, so it's hidden there!" Everyone reacted immediately, and then launched an attack almost at the same time, several sharp breaths flashed past, blasting a huge hole in the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a demonic beast raised its claws, and a black shadow emerged.

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person, it's too frivolous.

"I've been fooled!" After seeing it clearly, everyone's expressions changed. It turned out that the so-called black shadow was just a blood-stained room, apparently buried there on purpose.

"Wow..."

At this time, there was a sound of water suddenly coming from one side, followed by a black shadow rushing out, it was Mo Xian.

"Young Master, I'm in such a mess, it's time to settle the score with you." After hiding in the rotten pool for so long, Mo Xian couldn't bear it any longer.

He hasn't been in such a mess for a long time.

At this time, his whole body was covered with rotten juice, dirty black water was still hanging on his body, and the wound was soaked in blood and blood.

If someone saw him, he would definitely be regarded as a beggar who had fallen to the extreme.

At this time, he was holding a sharp sword in both hands, and a short blade was biting in his mouth, and a short blade was tied to each of his feet.

He had seen a similar attack method, known as the three-sword style, but after a little processing, it became a five-sword style.

Although it was difficult for him to control, he didn't ask for anything now, he just wanted to deal the biggest blow to the opponent in the shortest possible time.

Han Ling'er hid aside, she knew that Mo Xian was hiding in that disgusting pool of water.

At this moment, seeing Mo Xian rushing out with filth all over her body, her heart beat violently again.

All these things seemed to be caused by her momentary soft-heartedness.

"Am I wrong?" She muttered to herself for a while, her lips tightened, and even blood flowed out without knowing it.

Under her gaze, Mo Xian quickly attacked, and the five sharp blades quickly tore through the air, making the sound of breaking wind.

The five-knife style is extremely simple to say, but it is extremely difficult to execute.

But Mo Xian couldn't control that much anymore. When the long sword in his hand stabbed out, his feet also drew two strange arcs.

But also because of this, it is difficult for him to control his figure.

He could only forcefully control his figure and try to avoid deadly places.

"puff……"

Amidst a series of sounds of sharp weapons entering his body, Mo Xian hit four people with both hands and the weapons on his hands and feet respectively.

Although it was a sneak attack, the opponent's reaction was extremely fast, and a sharp knife immediately stabbed Mo Xian.

Accompanied by this sharp pain, Mo Xian's chest was pierced again, bleeding profusely.

At the same time, he twisted his head, and the sharp blade in his mouth drew an arc, cutting off the neck of the man who concentrated him.

Almost instantly, Mo Xian dealt with five people.

Although it was a sneak attack, it still frightened the other party.

"Hey, come on!" Mo Xian sneered, because the short blade was biting in his mouth, so his voice was extremely indistinct, revealing murderous intent.

"He is already at the end of his battle, let's go..."

At the same time as the roar sounded, the few remaining opponents attacked Mo Xian again.

At this time, Mo Xian had a sword stuck in his chest, and a crossbow arrow on his calf. From the eyes of the other party, he was just trying to hold on.

(End of this chapter)