The seemingly weak long sword and the giant sword quietly touched each other. The expected thing did not happen, but Jin Tong's long sword seemed to suddenly become as solid as a rock, and was heavily pressed with the giant sword. With a sharp and harsh sound coming out, Jin Tong and the guy retreated one after another.

The masked man looked at Jin Tong who was not at a disadvantage like this, and was secretly surprised in his heart, and smiled meaningfully: "It is worthy of being the fourth in the Shura list, and his strength is still so powerful even if it is sealed."

Jin Tong was slightly stunned when she heard this, and cast her eyes with a squeak. She looked at the masked man as if flames were gushing out, and said in a questioning tone: "How do you know? Who are you?"

"Hmph, I am me, a small character you don't know." The masked man smiled faintly. Even though he was defeated by Jin Tong, he did not show any timidity, because now is not the time to fight alone.

"Are you students from the previous class?" Jin Tong hesitated and shouted in surprise. Only some students from the previous class knew about this. Now it seems that all this was designed by the Liu family long ago, and perhaps it is not just to protect Liu Kuang.

"Stop guessing, you won't know the answer." After saying that, the guy flashed and rushed forward. Xiao Lan, who flew backwards, hesitated and turned toward Han Mo.

The purpose now is to eliminate Han Mo. As long as Han Mo and the other two are missing, they will be able to capture Jin Tong.

Han Mo didn't realize that a person behind him had already stared at him again, dodging Lin Dang's attack in a mess, and brewing flames from time to time to attack. Before he knew it, Han Mo also mastered some tricks. It seemed that the flames exerted by the long sword would indeed deteriorate, and the power became even more riotous on the original basis. However, the attack was very low in control, and Han Mo was still a little inaccurate.

At this time, Han Mo was still completely unaware that Xiao Lan, who was sneaking up behind him, struggled to withstand Lin Dan's attack, and stepped back one after another. Before he could stand still, his brow frowned.

"Drink!" Han Mo had no time to care about his body that had not yet stood firm, and quickly turned around, looking at the big sword that had reached the top of his head, and was stunned. Such an attack was obviously a bit unrealistic. Since he could not dodge, he had to take it.

"Fight." Han Mo gritted his teeth and murmured, then clenched the sword tightly, activate the Yanwu bloodline as fast as possible, shouted and stabbed the big knife that was slashing down with anger, and said in his heart: "The first move of the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, Piercing the Wind!"

Feeling the abnormality on Han Mo's long sword, Xiao Lan's mouth curled up a trace of arc. Not to mention Han Mo in such a short time, even the most familiar combat skills he had practiced could not be used, and he directly judged Han Mo a "failure" in his heart.

"when!!"

A deafening metal impact sounded, and Han Mo held the sword and his right hand and shoulders trembled. The sword in his hand almost broke out. He forced himself to resist the riotous qi and blood in his heart, and then took more than ten steps in a row before barely stopping.

Although Xiao Lan had nothing to do, the powerful tremor made his right hand numb, and he took a step back without notice, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"Swoosh!"

Without waiting for Han Mo to react, Lin Dang, who was waiting for an opportunity, shot out like an arrow, and pointed his sword at Han Mo's head. Xiao Lan rushed out without hesitation. There is nothing fair to say now. Even if Han Mo is just a junior student of a binary martial artist, he has nothing to care about who is used to shamelessness.

He shook his numb right hand and ran towards Xiao Lan nearest. Han Mo would now keep holding one of them in the middle, otherwise it would be too late to wait until he was stuck in the middle, and he had to take the initiative at this time.

After rushing out, before Xiao Lan could make any moves, Han Mo jumped up first and shouted: "The first move of the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, Piercing the Wind!!" This time Han Mo almost roared. Perhaps this could stimulate his bloodiness, but it was strange that Han Mo's sword was indeed the best one. The fluorescent light flashed on the long sword, mixed with a trace of flame shining in it.

"What kind of combat skill is this?" Although Xiao Lan could feel the energy above the sword, he could not feel the energy attributes, and naturally he could not feel the strength of the energy. If Han Mo and others were abandoned, Xiao Lan would definitely think that this was an ordinary attack.

The natural vigilance told Xiao Lan not to be careless, and he shouted without hesitation: "Black Wind Slash!"

Black Wind Slash is Xiao Lan's famous combat skill, and his grade is in the middle of the lower level of the Xuan level. If he matures, he will take it as a presumptuous person even when facing the intermediate level of the Xuan level.

Han Mo directly ignored Xiao Lan's attack. No matter how powerful Xiao Lan's combat skills were, the arrow had to be fired on the string. He increased his strength again and stabbed Xiao Lan's eyebrows hard.

"Looking for death!" Seeing Han Mo ignoring him so much, Xiao Lan suddenly flashed a trace of anger in his heart, and the big sword slashed at Han Mo with a surging fighting spirit.

"when!"

"Click!"

The sound of metal impact and a lightning bolt sounded almost at the same time. However, the next second after a metal impact sounded, another harsh metal impact sounded. After this sound, Han Mo couldn't help but spew a mouthful of blood. His body quickly retreated with the whistling wind. After landing, his feet still shook the ground and slid for several meters.

Although Xiao Lan was not injured, she was still retreating one after another by Han Mo. A shallow mark on the big knife in her hand came into her eyes. Xiao Lan couldn't help but take a breath. This weapon was a top-notch weapon that had been following him for more than ten years. It was actually a dent by a two-yuan martial artist in Han Mo. What kind of force does it take to achieve it?

Xiao Lan's attack came over, and Lin Dang followed closely. He also swung a big sword at Han Mo angrily. Lin Dang looked at Han Mo with an evil smile, as if this attack was fully sure to solve Han Mo.

"Ah!" Han Mo wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, held the giant sword tightly and rushed towards Lin Dang again. The fighting spirit in his body ran wildly, and the blood, like magma, boiled to an unprecedented realm. At this time, it was not only Han Mo's blood, but also the lightning like a silver snake in the sky.

"Wind-piercing!" Han Mojue used the same combat skills for the third time. Logically speaking, the same combat skills will only make it more difficult to achieve the limit in the future. This can be regarded as a cooling time. However, Han Mo could not estimate so many of them at this time. With his left hand turned, the space summoning stone had appeared in his hands. If the situation was not right later, Han Mo would not show off. At worst, he would give up his qualification for the league. In the future, Han Mo would come to his door one by one.

"Click!"

Another lightning flashed across the sky, no, no, it rushed towards Han Mo.

Feeling a trace of abnormality, Han Mo turned his head with a "swish" sound, and the long sword that was originally aimed at Xiao Lan hurriedly turned to the lightning that was slashing towards him.

"boom!"

This roar was not an explosion, but a sound from Han Mo's ears and heart. Han Mo's eyes suddenly became dull, and countless flashes of currents were rushing across his body. Han Mo had not yet reacted to what was going on. He only felt that his body had completely lost consciousness. A strange energy filled his whole body, but it was always rejected by Yan Wu's bloodline.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!