Chapter 107: The return of the second believer

"Han, Han Mo, don't think that I'm afraid of you. Let me tell you, there are masters of the Reshaping Realm behind me now, and you are just a Blood Exchange Realm. You must not act rashly, otherwise

, I don’t know how he died..."

At this moment, Yifeng said with a slightly pale face. Although he suppressed his voice, the fear and horror could still be heard in his trembling voice.

And his words were indeed somewhat incomprehensible, as if he wanted to warn Han Mo, but at the same time give himself confidence and courage.

"Senior Brother Yifeng, what are you talking about with this kid? Tell him to tell the secret quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me..."

At this moment, Zhou Le behind him couldn't wait any longer and stood up directly, looking at Han Mo from a high position and said.

However, before he finished speaking, he felt a huge pressure from his soul that pressed him almost to the point of suffocation. He felt his eyes blurred and saw a white shadow flash past, and he saw Han Mo.

The figure suddenly shot towards him violently.

"Bang!"

Before he had time to react, he saw a murderous vitality spear suddenly appeared in Han Mo's hand. The spear shadow struck through the air, and with a devastating momentum, it nailed him hard.

His chest, and then, the huge inertia, directly blasted his body into the air, and flew dozens of feet away into the distance. Blood sprayed from his mouth, leaving perfect parabolas in the air.

"despair!"

While everyone was stunned, Zhou Le's body finally fell to the ground, causing flying sand and rocks all over the ground. Before he could say the word "you", he tilted his head, with a strong sense of shock and unwillingness.

Lost the will.

die!

Dead!

Zhou Le, an elite disciple of the Yongjue Sect, was brutally killed by Han Mo with a spear!

One move!

Just one move!

"Bang!"

Seeing Zhou Le's death on the spot, Yifeng's courage and confidence that he had worked so hard to support finally collapsed completely. His body was shaking violently, his face turned pale, he stumbled and fell to the ground, and a smelly smell came, and he was actually frightened.

He became incontinent, obviously because he was completely frightened by Han Mo's decisive killing.

"Asshole!"

"court death!"

"You actually dare to kill my disciple of Yongjue Sect. I think you are impatient with life!"

Seeing Zhou Le's death on the spot, the other disciples of the Yongjue Sect couldn't help but burst into anger. Wu Daofan even shook his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Qiang!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and a fierce murderous aura immediately filled the world. Wu Daofan's clothes even made a rustling sound, and there was no wind.

"Boy, I wanted you to live a little longer. Since you are seeking your own death, don't blame me. I'll kill you. I have a thousand or ten thousand ways to get the secret to your quick breakthrough!"

As he was speaking, he saw Wu Daofan suddenly wave his right hand and stab Han Mo fiercely.

"Ten thousand swords unite!"

Wu Daofan still used Yongjue Sect's unique skill, the king-level skill "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One". He wanted to directly crush Han Mo with high-level skills and high strength.

Draw your sword!

Draw your sword!

fencing!

Wu Daofan's series of actions were extremely fast. He perfectly matched the strength of the Reshaping Realm with the king-level skill "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One". With one sword cast, a fierce storm suddenly broke out across the entire world.

One person and one sword are like flying immortals from the sky. The simple movement of the sword is not fancy at all, and the whole thing is done in one go, without any sloppiness.

quick!

Just a quick one!….

It’s so fast that people can’t even react!

At this moment, Wu Daofan's sword move fully demonstrated the famous saying "Only the fastest martial arts in the world can't be broken". This sword move was so fast that people could hardly tell that he had already drawn the sword.

"Whoosh!"

However, there is someone faster than him!

It’s Han Mo!

The moment Wu Daofan took action, he saw Han Mo's figure tremble suddenly, and then turned into afterimages and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

"careful!"

Not far away, several Yongjue Sect disciples who were watching the battle shouted in surprise. They had seen Han Mo's figure suddenly appear behind Wu Daofan, and he was striking hard with a pair of huge golden iron fists.

"Glimpse!"

No matter how fast Wu Daofan is, how can he be faster than Han Mo who has the "glimpse"!

At this moment, Wu Daofan suddenly turned around and swung his sword again, trying to resist Han Mo. However, it was too late.

At the moment when he just swung his sword, Han Mo's iron fist hit him hard on the chest. "Plop!", only to hear a dull sound, and saw Wu Daofan's slightly majestic figure.

The body immediately exploded far behind like a kite with its string broken...

"Bang!"

Just when Wu Daofan's body was about to hit the ground, he saw Han Mo's body suddenly jump out and stomp Wu Daofan's face hard, forcing his head deep into the ground.

At the same time, Han Mo was running "All Heavens Destroying Nerves", and in his eyes, a golden dragon kept galloping and roaring, and a supreme aura that dominated the world instantly enveloped Wu Daofan.

"Forehead……"

Wu Daofan let out a hard gasp. Under Han Mo's strong breath, he was almost suffocated. His chest was rising and falling sharply, and his eyes were full of horror.

At this moment, Wu Daofan felt as if he was suddenly isolated from the whole world. In front of him, a majestic golden dragon exuding a supreme aura was looking down at him from above.

"In the name of the heavens and the decree of the Supreme Emperor, the second disciple, Wu Daofan, returns to his throne!"

Suddenly, Han Mo's face turned serious, and he shouted loudly.

This sentence was like a metaphor from heaven. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a golden light shining and exuding an extremely powerful pressure. The word "I" flew out of Han Mo's body in an instant, and was stamped fiercely on Han Mo's body.

on Wu Daofan's forehead.

Immediately, an extremely powerful wind roared on the spot, and Wu Daofan's body began to tremble violently as if swinging. His face was ferocious, and his facial features were somewhat deformed, as if he was trying his best to resist.

"Return to your position! Return to your position! Return to your position!"

Seeing that Wu Daofan still wanted to resist, Han Mo immediately turned cold, and a sound like thunder suddenly exploded in Wu Daofan's mind, stopping Wu Daofan's resistance.

Just when Han Mo said this, Wu Daofan seemed to have received some order. His body suddenly stopped shaking, and his ferocious facial features gradually relaxed. On his forehead, a golden word "I" flashed away, as if

Never appeared in general.

After a moment, Wu Daofan finally opened his eyes, looked around slightly confused, then jumped up, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully to Han Mo: "The second believer, Wu Daofan, pays homage to the Lord!

"

……
Chapter completed!