The Genius

"Young man, it's not easy for you to have this skill."

The mask old man obviously saw the fighting spirit of Tianmo's knife and couldn't help praising: "at least I haven't seen it in three years."

Tianmo doesn't speak, but stares at each other coldly. He already feels that the mask elder has entered the sect, but he doesn't know which grade.

It's just that an old man who has entered the eighth grade is more difficult than a young man. After all, years of precipitation and experience will make him more effective.

But in any case, Tianmo will not let him take the box.

"Young man, I'll give you ten tricks."

The mask old man suddenly said: "if you let me see blood in ten moves, I'll turn around and leave. You can't hurt me in ten moves. Leave the box and go away."

"I promise I won't hurt you, OK? Do you have the guts to gamble on it

He saw the difficulty of Tianmo, and wanted to take the box with the least cost, not to kill, but also to avoid the red arrow breaking the pot and destroying the black box.

Tianmo looked at red arrow and several injured brothers, and finally nodded: "OK, I'll bet on this one."

Red arrow low drinks: "day ink, careful."

The mask old man laughed, his voice with unspeakable confidence: "let's go."

He took out a pair of black gloves and put them on. The gloves looked like black iron and black wood, but they were very hard.

"Then I'm welcome."

Tianmo also wants to see how strong the mask old man is. With a wave of the black knife, the black cloud presses the city and attacks the mask old man.

"Well come!"

The shadow of thousands of swords came, and the mask old man showed a little praise, but he was not vague. He moved his steps and rushed into the shadow of swords.

He directly chose the positive resistance!

The brave and fearless behavior of the mask old man also makes Tianmo radiate greater fighting spirit.

"Bang bang!"

The shadow of the sword collides with the hands of the mask elder.

That pair of black gloves looked fragile, but as if invulnerable, all the attacks of Tianmo were blocked by it.

The mask old man is heroic: "good!"

"Whoosh!"

Tianmo quickly changes his Sabre technique. The fourth move is like a river pouring down.

However, this move was still blocked by the mask old man. The black knife collided with the glove, making a metal sound.

Tianmo's eyes couldn't stop squinting. It was not that his Sabre technique was not strong, but that the old man's defense was too amazing.

However, although Tianmo was a little surprised, the speed and fighting spirit of the sword didn't stop at all.

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Red arrow and several Tianmen children were also surprised. They knew the strength of Tianmo, but they didn't expect that the mask old man could fight so calmly.

Red arrow looked at the way, hoping that ye Tianlong would appear as soon as possible.

"Whoosh!"

Tianmo kicks the handle of the car and soars to the sky. Then, with the power of bounce, he plunges down to the old man with mask.

A knife borrows from others.

"Whoosh!"

A black light, accompanied by the harsh roar of the knife, cut hard at the mask old man.

Split Huashan!

The mask old man's face changed slightly. His legs, which had never retreated, began to move backward, and his hands were blue.

"Bang!"

The black light, with a sense of war, fell from the sky and chopped between the hands of the mask old man.

"Dang!"

The mask old man, who used to be self-confident, felt a shock all over his body, and his feet broke the ground under the anti shock force of this attack.

At the same time, his breathing was rough by two points, and his mouth and joints were aching, as if to fall apart.

But he still carried the knife, and there was no wound on his body, and his rolling Qi and blood slowly fell down with the breathing adjustment.

"What?"

Tian Mo's eyes are focused on the old man. He is surprised to see that the old man can carry this move. You know, the power of this knife is that the buffalo can split in two.

"Cough -"

the mask old man shook his hands and squeezed out a smile: "young man, you are very good. In the past ten years, you are the first to let me show 90% of my strength."

"It's just appreciation. I still want to remind you that you have one last move left."

He pointed to the box in red arrow's hand: "if I can't see the blood, the black box will be taken away for me."

The day Mo didn't make a sound response, just a shake black knife, the whole person become silent.

"There's a trump card?"

The mask old man looked at Tianmo and looked on guard. He felt that Tianmo in his sight seemed to have changed, and his body was covered with a layer of ice and cold.

What surprised him even more was that Mingming could clearly see the shadow of Tianmo in his sight, but he could not feel the breath of Tianmo.But the strength of his body suddenly soared, and even the temperature around him seemed to drop a little.

The mask old man is absorbed in looking at Tianmo and locking his every movement, but Tianmo doesn't have any movement, just stands quietly in the same place

Soon, in the eyes of the old man with the mask, the black knife gradually disappeared, and the sky ink appeared, giving people a situation of breaking the scabbard.

Before long, there was no breath of living people in Tianmo. The mask old man only felt a breath of Dao Qi, a breath of Dao Qi that was about to spray out.

"A man is a knife, and a knife is a man!"

The mask old man's face suddenly changed: "man and knife in one?"

The voice just fell, the day Mo body a blunt, black knife roar big make, knife awn all Yao almost can't open an eye.

"Kill

With this knife, all living beings around give birth to a sense of suffocation. Red arrow and Tianmen's children are also stiff.

Even the mask old man's mouth was slightly open, and his face was shocked to stare at Tianmo.

"Whoosh!"

Cut it!

At this moment, the combination of heaven, ink and human swords. At this moment, black swords are invincible.

This knife will come in a flash.

The mask old man roared and tried his best to block the knife with both hands.

"Dang!"

The black knife cut on the hard gloves and made a piercing sound of red arrows.

The gloves blocking the black knife suddenly appeared numerous cracks. With a bang, they burst open in an instant. The gloves could not support the knife at all.

The mask old man was shocked and stepped back. He could almost feel the breath of death.

The destructive power of Tianmo's knife is totally beyond the imagination of the mask elder.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

He ejected more than ten meters, shaking his hands constantly, hitting the remaining potential of black knife, to avoid the sharp edge of Tianmo.

But the expensive gloves have been broken, falling from both hands, blood in the palm, and a hole in the clothes.

Even the mask on his face cracked.

The mask old man felt the trace on his face and looked at the opening in his chest. He was one point away from dying.

Tianmo didn't continue to pursue. He stood like a javelin in the same place, and his momentum didn't decrease.

Just tenacious and indifferent face, in the blink of an eye unexpectedly emerged three red tides.

"I didn't expect you to be able to combine man with sword."

The mask old man looked at Tianmo and sighed: "you are not Jiupin, but you can use Jiupin's realm. It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

"Although I'm not a good man, and my hands are stained with countless blood, I'm also a man of promise."

"Ten moves, you hurt my hands, splashed blood, I no longer deal with you."

"See you later, young man."

After that, the old man with the mask laughed wildly, then got into the car and left.

Five minutes later, the phone rang in the old man's arms. He put on earplugs to answer the phone. Soon, a warm voice came:

"master Guo, how is this battle going

Mask old man light voice: "defeated..."