In an instant, the man thrust his sword at five places on Chen Mo's body. At this time, the sword in Chen Mo's hand strangely changed in five directions, perfectly blocking the man's five sword thrusts.
The reason why the man was surprised was because he could see more clearly. Every move Chen Mo made was almost in sync with his next move. This is not a simple rule of thumb, unless this person knows his moves well and his thickness.
combat experience.
But it was the first time I had met him, and I didn’t even know the other person’s details, so how could I show him how to deal with him.
Therefore, only a warrior of the third realm can capture the flow of the opponent's energy and know the opponent's moves. However, even a warrior who has just broken through the third realm cannot be as skilled as him, so how did he do it? There is only one possibility,
He has already reached the third level of strength.
The man feels more and more that this young man is not simple. At such an age and with such strength, a wild cultivator can achieve it. Even those sects cannot easily cultivate one in the south!
Is he really a person from the Three Religions Resort?
The man regretted being so cautious in the first place. He should have taken immediate action when he found them, and there wouldn't have been so much trouble.
After receiving the man's killing move, he took advantage of the man's surprise and quickly struck out with several swords, all of which were no less powerful than the previous strikes.
Chen Mo, holding the knife in his left hand, turned around and made a jump slash. The blade slashed from top to bottom with the whistling sound of the wind. He regarded the man in front of him as a wooden stake for his sword practice and was about to strike him with one blow.
Split in half.
Chen Mo was not Chen Mo like before, but men were not wooden stakes either. The man stepped forward and the tip of his sword touched Chen Mo's blade. There was a "bang" sound, and the ground under the man's feet cracked and sank nearly a foot deep, and then
A straight crack exploded behind the man's heel, which was caused by Chen Mo's strike.
As soon as the blow was blocked, Chen Mo immediately kicked the man in the chest. The man's other hand was used as a finger sword and pointed at the sole of Chen Mo's foot.
"wave~"
Chen Mo was bounced away by a huge force, did a beautiful backflip in the air, and landed firmly on the ground with a "click".
The man also took a small step back to relieve the force of Chen Mo's two consecutive blows.
"Good boy, you hid it deep enough! You really made a mistake." The man took a deep breath. The young man's attacks became more domineering every time, as if his strength was recovering.
But there is one thing that makes me wonder. He just absorbs the vitality around him unscrupulously to restore his strength. Doesn't this mean drinking poison to quench his thirst?
Chen Mo didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking about himself, but at this moment, he didn't deliberately absorb it. The endless energy poured into his body like a flood, filling every part of his body.
, which not only brought him the pleasure of a sudden increase in strength, but also tortured his limbs crazily.
Chen Mo's right hand was in severe pain and could not be used freely. Otherwise, he would not have used one hand to use the sword before, and the power he used might be even greater.
Chen Mo knew that allowing his vitality to attack his body would bring unimaginable consequences, but he couldn't stop and had no way to stop.
This was a glimmer of hope in a dead end, and he had to seize it.
In the distance, Jiang Nu raised his body again. She had no time to pay attention to her embarrassing scene. Things changed so fast that she was a little confused. A moment ago, Chen Mo was in the hands of the Jin Yi of the Four Realms.
There was no way to fight back, and the next moment, Chen Mo escaped from the man's sword and counterattacked, showing strength that he had never shown before.
"Run away, you fool!"
Jiang Nu just wanted Chen Mo to leave him and run away. Since he had the strength, why not just run away? If he stayed like this, he would die at the hands of that man sooner or later.
Jiang Nu didn't think that Chen Mo could kill this powerful man at this time.
The dark clouds in the sky still had not dispersed. Jiang Nu had never been exposed to martial arts, so she could not feel the changes in the world. She could only feel the strong wind, which made her upset.
Chen Mo breathed heavily, and with every breath he could feel the severe pain in his body. The torrent of vitality became clearer and clearer, and he felt like he was in a waterfall with one blow.
The man raised his sword and charged forward. He also noticed something was wrong with the young man holding the sword. This boy was full of weirdness and he had to kill him quickly.
The sword in his hand roared, and he called Chen Mo one after another. Chen Mo also raised the sword in his hand to respond. At this time, he needed an outlet to vent the restless power in his body.
One sword after another was wielded with dazzling moves, and the sound of "ding, clang, clang" came one after another. The energy of the sword and the power of the sword collided with each other, and muffled thunder sounded. The wind howled, the sand and rocks flew, and even the lake nearby was not immune.
A series of sword marks appeared on the ground under the feet of the two of them, destroying the innocent land wantonly. Chen Mo's escape before was to lead the battlefield to this side. He was not afraid that the other party would inadvertently hurt Jiang Nu. He was
He was afraid of hurting himself. He had just gained such a powerful power. He could ensure that he could distract Jiang Nu when facing the enemy.
The farther away from Jiang Nu, the more he can exert his power without any scruples, and he is not afraid of being used by the other party to constrain him.
Chen Mo's sword was getting faster and faster, and the men in the four realms responded calmly. Since the man could not give Chen Mo a fatal blow in a tricky way, Manjiu used the most violent attack to defeat his opponent.
Chen Mo felt quite uncomfortable. Although he could barely take the opponent's attack, he still felt very uncomfortable. His seven orifices began to bleed, his eyes turned red again, and his face was quite ferocious.
"How's it going? Are you at the end of your battle?" The man was able to speak with his heart while attacking.
"Is this what the Four Realms are capable of?" Chen Mo retorted through gritted teeth. Chen Mo was not laughing at the opponent, but he really felt that the Four Realms could not only have this ability. He just didn't know why his opponent didn't use the strength of the Four Realms.
When it really comes out, it seems to be suppressed.
Chen Mo suddenly thought of a possibility. This man was also seriously injured like his own, which greatly reduced his strength. It was very possible for this. Jiang Nu had said before that her uncle was restrained by this man.
That's why he didn't come to rescue her. Maybe this man was injured by Jiang Nu's uncle.
Chen Mo suddenly felt a great hope that he might actually be able to escape from the hands of the men with Jiang Nu.
"Hey, I seem to have guessed something from the look in your eyes." The man looked at the flames of hope rising in Chen Mo's eyes and said lightly. "It's useless. Although my strength is indeed not as good as my real strength, I'm just delusional.
Don't even think about escaping from me."
After the man finished speaking, his whole body's aura surged, and the speed of drawing the sword increased by three points. The originally evenly matched situation turned into a situation where the man had the upper hand.
Chen Mo was forced to retreat step by step.
"What, you can't stand it anymore? Don't think that the three realms can cross the chasm. I'm not afraid to tell you that the martial arts is the first step to enter the palace, and the four realms are just child's play."
The man's tone was full of the attitude of a strong man, contemptuous of everything, and he did have this capital.
"Child's play?"
Chen Mo was knocked back again. He bowed his waist and knees, took two steps, stood a little far in front of the man, lowered his head slightly, and exhaled heavily. The breath turned into a white mist, which was clearly visible.
Chen Mo felt that the chaotic situation in his body was no longer under his control. It seemed that the threshold he had inadvertently crossed this time became his own reflection, and after all, he still failed to gain a glimmer of hope for himself.
As the saying goes, a dog will jump over the wall in a hurry, and a rabbit will bite when it is in a hurry. Since you will inevitably die, it is better to try to bite off a piece of meat before you die.
"Jiang Nu, if I really seriously hurt this person, you can run away if you can."
Of course, Chen Mo, who gritted his teeth, could not really say this.
"Xiao Yanyu, I'm sorry."
Chen Mo sheathed his sword.
"Lan, Feiyan!"
Chen Mo suddenly drew his sword.
"So fast!"
After the man landed on Chen Mo, he just took a step when he saw Chen Mo suddenly draw his sword. If an ordinary person saw Chen Mo draw his sword at this time, it would be a sword, a very fast sword, but in the eyes of the man, what Chen Mo used was not
Not one sword, but two swords.
Two "dang-dang" sounds stopped the man's progress.
After firing two swords, Chen Mo returned to the sheathing position, and white mist came out of his mouth again. Chen Mo was not bitter or dissatisfied because his blow failed to cause any damage, because the move was not over yet.
After a slight pause, he drew the knife again.
Another two blows of the Feiyan style sword were directed at the man. The sword hit the man's counterattack blade. Chen Mo had already struck out with the sword again, this time the interval was much shorter than before.
"Sword, falling flowers."
The man also used his own sword moves. The seemingly unpleasant sword moves were like falling flowers, falling on Chen Mo's sword like a flying swallow.
The speed of Chen Mo's sword draw was so fast that it was astonishing. At first, the man was surprised that he could draw two swords with one sword, but now he could shoot three swords with one sword.
Swallows fly into ordinary people's homes in pairs in spring, and the flying swallows used by Chen Mo did indeed fly in groups. It was not the people's homes that flew into them, but the man with the sword flower emerging from them.
"Not enough, not enough, not enough!"
Chen Mo was shouting in his heart. The blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. He didn't know if the blood in his body had dried up. At this time, every time he exhaled, the water mist became heavier and heavier, as if he was about to evaporate. The hand holding the knife
, the tiger's mouth has cracked, and the handle of the knife is dyed red, and the Yanling knife is also trembling crazily, as if begging the person who uses the knife to be merciful. If this continues, it will "disappear the jade."
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But Chen Mo was already stunned at this time and felt that it was not enough. He could use the sword faster.
At this moment, he felt that he had taken another step forward before some kind of flow, and the Yanling Saber in his hand was drawn out again.