Legend of Yan Wu

Perhaps because he was worried that Han Mo would not be able to take down the other party, all three of Jin Tong's opponents were the strongest, leaving only one relatively weaker person for Han Mo.

Han Mo didn't have time to say more about this. He drew an arc with the long sword in his hand, and blocked the fellow who was rushing towards him. Although this guy was much weaker than Dongfang Xiang, his strength still reached the level of a seven-yuan martial artist. It will be a bit difficult if not tricky.

Of course, since Han Mo knows how to attack with divine sense, he will not just idle away, he hastily mobilized his divine sense, formed an invisible sharp blade, and shot towards that guy. go.

But Han Mo originally thought that such a blow would surely hit the opponent. Just when the sharp blade of divine sense was about to attack that fellow, the fellow suddenly narrowed his eyes, twisted his footsteps on the spot, and flung his figure out accordingly. The sharp blade almost shot close to the guy's face.

"How could this be? Why can he feel the attack of divine consciousness?" Han Mo thought with some doubts that Dongfang Xiang couldn't even feel it. There is no reason why he, who is even weaker, can feel it.

What was even more surprising was Han Mo's opponent. The student couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he saw Han Mo, his face trembled, and he murmured: "How did this guy attack? Why did he attack without moving his body? This time, if I hadn’t been a wind-type grudge and was very sensitive to the fluctuations in the surrounding air, I might have really fallen for it.”

"Wind attribute fighting spirit?" Han Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard the words. This student was talking to himself, no doubt speaking in front of Han Mo's face, his ears twitched slightly. Now that Han Mo knew the details of the other party, he acted boldly too much.

"drink!"

With a soft drink, Han Mo's body straightened up several meters. Before attacking, the power of his consciousness was mobilized again, forming two sharp blades and a giant hammer at one time, and shooting towards the student almost like breaking through the space.

Han Mo didn't place much expectation on these three strikes, his figure galloped along with the power of the three divine senses, obviously these three strikes were just to attract the opponent's attention.

Sure enough, after the first encounter, the student raised his vigilance towards Han Mo, and at the moment Han Mo made a move, he hurriedly mobilized all the fighting energy in his body, felt the surrounding air fluctuations, and quickly locked on Attacked by Han Mo's three divine senses.

"Again." The fellow muttered, his body dodged several times in the air, and easily dodged Han Mo's spiritual attack, but just when he thought the danger was over, Han Mo's long sword came out as expected to.

"ended!"

Han Mo's lips parted slightly, and in the second after the voice fell, drops of blood dripped from the long sword. Immediately afterwards, the figure standing sideways beside Han Mo fell straight down, and a faint cloud of dust rose after falling to the ground.

Looking at the bloodstain on the guy's throat, the corners of Han Mo's mouth rose evilly. This is the result of over-focusing on one thing. Just now, this guy was only focused on catching Han Mo's spiritual attack, and he even ignored Han Mo himself. .

Now Han Mo has also truly experienced the benefits of the power of divine sense. Not only can he attack without anyone noticing, but he can also perfectly lock on the surrounding things, even if someone sneaks up on him, he can feel it in advance.

Pulling off the receiving ring of the other party casually, Han Mo didn't stay in the slightest, and flashed back to his golden pupils, blocking a student with a few flashes of his figure.

Seeing that Han Mo had dealt with one person so quickly, Jin Tong and the three students who were fighting against Jin Tong were all taken aback, their eyes flicked to the distance, and the student who fell motionless in a pool of blood met his eyes.

"Is Tie Mo dead? Han Mo killed Tie Mo?"

This time everyone realized that Han Mo was not easy. If Han Mo injured Dongfang Xiang before because of Dongfang Xiang's mistake, what does it mean this time?Does Han Mo really have the strength to kill Qiyuan Martial Artist?

"Kill Han Mo."

I don't know who took the lead to yell, and the six people except Dongfang Xiang rushed towards Han Mo one after another, intending to kill Han Mo directly in one go. As for the others, it doesn't matter whether they are killed or not. Anyway, what Dongfang Xiang wants is something from Han Mo. And Han Mo's life.

"Don't you think we are not human?" Zi Yan and Zi Yan's two friends said angrily, their figures flickered and blocked the opponent again. Although Zi Yan fought very hard, self-protection is still enough. It's a pity that Ziyan's two friends are extremely dangerous against each other.

"Go!"

Han Mo didn't want to procrastinate. Although Dongfang Xiang and a Qiyuan martial artist were missing, the situation still hasn't improved much. Zi Yan and the other two are still in a fierce battle, so danger is always there.

Han Mo also knew that the most important thing is not the current battle, but the final combat skill. If the combat skill loses and another person takes the opportunity to take his life, it will only take a few seconds.

This time, Han Mo did not hesitate at all, and directly used the power of spiritual consciousness, using the old method directly, and a few divine powers stepped forward, followed by himself.

Han Mo didn't need to worry about whether the other party knew about the existence of the divine sense attack. It would be better if he didn't know.

This time, Han Mo was very relaxed. The opponent had never fought with Han Mo before, and he was completely unaware that the attack of spiritual consciousness was approaching. Two sharp blades directly cut off the two arms of the student, and a giant hammer in the middle knocked the student down. Flying out, a mouthful of blood spewed out to the sky.

From the beginning to the end, the student didn't know what happened, but only knew that his two arms lost consciousness in a burst of heart-piercing pain.

Seeing Han Mo's simple solution to one person again, the rest of them all gasped, with a look of horror and timidity in their eyes.

At this time, Dongfang Xiang's face was already pale with horror, he stopped the blood on his shoulder, got up and rushed towards Han Mo.

At this time, Dongfang Xiang had to go with everyone. If Han Mo took care of his people one by one, he would have to crush the Space Summoning Stone.

"Hmph!" Han Mo felt Dongfang Xiang rushing towards Ziyan's opponent just now, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and opened the distance from the student, and slammed Dongfang Xiang with his palm.

"Shocking Palm!" Dongfang Xiang was not to be outdone, and directly used a high-level Xuan-level combat technique. His injured right hand was only drooping, and his left hand was palmed towards Han Mo.

Feeling the opponent's coercion, Han Mo's eyelids couldn't help shaking. When facing Dongfang Xiang's combat skills, Han Mo's only way was to use the same combat skills, otherwise he would not be able to resist Dongfang Xiang at all, and Qiyuan Martial Artist The gap between is definitely at a disadvantage in a situation like this.

"Mysterious Meteor Palm!"

Xuanyun Jue is originally a fighting skill, which is to move the fighting energy in a special orbit, and finally burst out forcibly to achieve the effect of doubling the attack power. Therefore, this kind of combat skill is completely unrestricted, and the great achievement of cultivation can be said to be within reach. , regardless of whether it is used on weapons or with bare hands.

The two powerful combat techniques collided quietly like this, and with a loud noise, Han Mo's right shoulder felt numb, and he couldn't help but retreated a dozen steps, each step landing was a deep imprint.

Dong Fangxiang was not much better, his heart was full of energy and blood, how could his already stressed body withstand such a confrontation, his right shoulder, which had managed to stop the bleeding before, gushed out blood again after the confrontation.

Han Mo thought it was a good time, hurriedly mobilized his consciousness, and instantly condensed into a huge sword, which fell from the sky and slashed at Dongfang Xiang. It may be that the move was too big this time, and it actually brought out the whistling wind, even if Dongfang Xiang couldn't see it, he could hear it up.

"Master Dongfang, be careful!"

Dongfangxiang's footsteps seemed to be stuck to the ground, and he couldn't move half a step. Fortunately, the student who fought with Han Mo rushed over and pushed Dongfangxiang out, but he was directly cut into pieces by the sword of divine consciousness. In two halves, the blood exploded in all directions. Even Han Mo felt a little sick to his stomach watching such a scene.

"Crazy, this is a lunatic, a lunatic..." Dong Fangxiang watched his subordinates die like this, and died in such a cruel way, and a touch of panic surged in his heart. It is full of fear, and Dongfang Xiang is no exception.

Han Mo had no intention of chasing Dongfang Xiang at this time, holding his head in his hands with a painful expression on his face.

"Damn it, the divine sense is used too much, and it has been backlashed." Han Mo muttered, a little regretful why he was so impulsive. It has already consumed a lot, and this time Han Mo almost fainted.

"Boy, you really don't want to die. Is this how to use the divine sense?" The figure of the mysterious man reappeared in Han Mo's mind. Seeing Han Mo's madness, he couldn't help but say a few words.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? I've already suffered backlash." Han Mo said with some worry, this was the first time he used the power of divine sense to fight, and Han Mo didn't expect this to happen.

"It doesn't make any difference to say it sooner or later. Keep fighting. The power of spiritual consciousness has no effect on people with Yanwu physique. If you use it up once, it won't hinder your future cultivation. As long as you can bear the pain of backlash "The mysterious man was about to leave as he said that, as if he had thought of something, he continued, "This is what a human being should do. If you are not cruel, who will be cruel for you? Remember, don't leave a single one behind!"

The words of the mysterious man echoed in Han Mo's mind. He calmed down the violent sea of ​​consciousness first, and then raised the corners of his mouth again. Since it will not affect the future, Han Mo is not polite.

After living for such a long time, the most difficult thing for Han Mo is to endure hardship. For Han Mo, this pain is not half as big as Quenxinyan.

"Dongfang Xiang, die!" Han Mo yelled, his feet heavily on the ground, and his body shot out angrily like a cannonball.

"Crazy, you are crazy..." Dongfang Xiang looked at Han Mo who was rushing towards him, and murmured with a dead face, and hurriedly took out the space summoning stone in the ring. Now his only thought is to feel crushed Space Summoning Stone, get out of here quickly, as long as you get out of here, you will take revenge if you have something to do in the future.

However, how could Han Mo do what Dongfang Xiang wished, looking at Dongfang Xiang with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and speeding up a little again.