The weather was very cold at night. Han Mo sat naked at the entrance of the cave. The breeze blew past and a hint of coolness surged into his heart. However, Yan Wu's bloodline itself was a fire attribute, and this coolness could not disturb Han Mo.

Han Mo looked in the darkness and observed the movements around him in case of monsters wandering over. If only Han Mo was the only one, he could still escape, but there was still one in the cave now.

Han Mo sighed helplessly, sat on the edge of the cave, and counted the stars in the sky boredly.

Suddenly, Han Mo frowned and looked forward with a sharp look. An unknown feeling surged into his heart, and the sound of insects around him also stopped abruptly.

Han Mo felt the sudden pressure and was a little confused. After looking around, he didn't find anything, but the sudden sound of insects told Han Mo that someone or monster was coming.

Han Mo tightened his hands tightly, flipped his sword with his right hand and held it tightly. He looked around with caution, his ears squirmed up and down, and could hear the movements nearby clearly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Han Mo's forehead was covered with sweat due to nervousness, but no strange phenomenon still occurred. The long-term urgency made Han Mo feel a little uncomfortable. He looked back at Jin Tong in the cave, and then walked carefully down the hillside.

Han Mo really couldn't stand such a torture, so he might as well go up and see what's going on. If a monster really targeted him, if he was attacked while he was unprepared, it would be miserable.

"What's going on? It's strange." Han Mo looked at it for a long time but didn't notice anything, but the sound of insects disappeared, and there was an inexplicable pressure in his heart.

Suddenly, Han Mo saw two bright spots that were dark and shiny in the dark night not far away. Han Mo frowned and focused on looking over.

This look scared Han Mo because the two dark and shiny highlights were actually the eyes of a person. At this time, the visitor was looking at him indifferently. The lifeless expression made Han Mo's back chill and his heart tightened.

"Who?" Han Mo shouted tentatively, but the other party still looked at him calmly, which made Han Mo suddenly twitch, tighten the sword in his hand, pointing at the visitor again and shouting: "Who is standing there for what to do?"

This time, the mysterious man moved, but his movements were like itchy. Then he slowly raised his head and looked straight at Han Mo with his pupils that sucked the soul. Han Mo's whole body was trembling and his hair stood up.

Han Mo subconsciously took a few steps back, his face was solemn, and he tightened the sword in his hand and shouted: "Stop pretending to be a ghost, who is the one who?"

The mysterious man looked at Han Mo with an impatient look, his lips raised slightly, and a wicked smile appeared. Then he shook his body and somehow he came to Han Mo in an instant, then stretched out his right hand like lightning and grabbed Han Mo's neck.

The sudden scene of getting up scared Han Mo jumped up, his face full of disbelief, and the long sword in his hand almost slid down. In that scene just now, Han Mo actually felt the breath of death, the feeling of ant.

"Where is the heavenly road?" The mysterious man slowly raised his head, revealing the face of the middle-aged man, and asked in a stern tone.

Han Mo was stunned when he heard this, suddenly turned his eyes away, looked at the strong man with a hint of doubt, and said in his heart: Could this be the teacher's enemy?

"Speak quickly, my time is not waiting for anyone." The middle-aged strong man said with a expressionless face.

"I don't know what you said." Han Mo gritted his teeth and said, but as soon as the voice fell, the strong man squeezed Han Mo's neck and exerted force, almost cutting Han Mo's neck off.

When Han Mo's throat was pinched, his face suddenly turned red, a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face was twisted in pain.

"I'm giving you a chance, where is the Tianlu Ren?" The man asked impatiently, with a strange look of anger on his pale face.

Han Mo opened his mouth, but he could no longer speak. The sword tightened his right hand suddenly stabbed at the middle-aged man.

Seeing that Han Mo was actually resisting, a trace of murderous intent surged deep in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his left hand and directly clamped Han Mo's long sword between his fingers. No matter how hard Han Mo tried, he could not move forward at all.

"This is what you asked for." The big man glanced at Han Mo like an ant, and his backhand seemed to be lightly printed on Han Mo's right shoulder. A seemingly powerless blow directly knocked Han Mo away. A large mouthful of blood was spurted out along the way, and then he fell into the weeds and did not know how to live or die.

It took only one minute from the incident to the end, and Han Mo couldn't see clearly what the strong man did.

The middle-aged strong man didn't even look at Han Mo who had flew out, and walked towards the entrance of the cave. He only took a few steps and frowned, and suddenly looked in the direction where Han Mo Fei was flying out.

"Isn't dead yet?" Dahan was a little shocked in his tone. He couldn't figure out that a warrior could not die after being defeated by 30% of his strength. This is a rare thing.

"Hmph." The strong man snorted coldly, walked towards Han Mo, and murmured in his mouth: "No one who follows Tianlu is normal. Today I will make you regret knowing Tianlu." As he said that, he had already arrived in front of Han Mo. Looking at Han Mo who was lying on the ground and breathing weakly, he clenched his right fist slightly, intending to understand Han Mo with one punch.

"Swoosh."

Just as the strong man raised his hand and was about to fall, a sound of wind broke out quietly. The strong man twisted his body without thinking, stepped on the ground and flew away from the spot.

The strong man had just left the ground and a fiery red arrow shot over, then penetrated several large trees and nailed it to a larger tree. The tail of the arrow was fluctuating continuously.

"Who?" After landing on the ground, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around and looked sharply in the direction where the arrow was shooting.

"Haha, it's interesting. I'm trespassing into my Shura Academy and hurting my Shura Academy students. You asked me who I am, then what about you? Who are you?" As he spoke, a middle-aged man of the same age as a middle-aged man shot quickly, holding a crystal longbow in his hand. I think the arrow he had shot before was shot.

"Mo Ya, the God of Shaking Heaven?" The man who injured Han Mo said in surprise as he looked at the man holding a crystal bow in his hand.

Mo Ya smiled slightly when he heard this: "Oh, I didn't expect that Mo Ya is quite famous. Since you already know who I am, do you want to introduce yourself too?" Mo Ya said, his face narrowed, and the crystal bow in his hand pointed at the big man, as if he would take action as soon as the big man had any abnormal movement.

"Damn it, how could it alarm the tutor of Shura Academy?" The middle-aged man said with some annoyance, then looked at Mo Ya and said, "Mo Ya, I have nothing to do with your Shura Academy, but this kid is different. I have to take him away."

"Just, can you be a little funny? If my Shura Academy student is taken away by you like this, who will dare to come to my Shura Academy in the future?" Mo Ya seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world, and said, pulling the corners of his mouth, looking at the big man in front of him with disgust.
Chapter completed!