"Brother, your idea is indeed right. This Han Mo is not simple." Jing Zhi was stunned, and then said helplessly.
"Haha, what's the use of being powerful? I'm just a stinky boy now. Finding an opportunity to make fun of him. This guy will only ruin my good things when he continues to grow." After Dongfang Xiang said that, a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes.
Ling Ze's big sword was pushed back by Han Mo. After twisting his waist and stabilizing, a trace of solemnity flashed across his face again. Han Mo surprised him many times, but now it actually made Ling Ze feel a little pressure.
"This kid is really not simple. I really don't know how he practiced." Ling Ze thought to himself that the movements in his hand were not negligent, and the big sword swept across Han Mo, and this time the strength increased a little bit again.
Han Mo did not hesitate, and held the long sword tightly and banged at the big knife that was slashing in anger again. There were a series of "ding" sounds, and sparks splashed out.
Ling Ze's big sword came in full force, and one blow was blocked one after another. A series of attacks were like flowing clouds and water, without any delay, instantly pushing Han Mo into a disadvantage again.
There is no way to do this. Ling Ze's current attack, Han Mo must at least hit four or five times at the same time before he can resist it, which greatly reduces the efficiency.
"Steping on the crane on the eaves, the three clear shadows, the long-lasting sky bow..." After a while, Ling Ze murmured some vague words. Then, the big knife in his hand seemed to "live". He attacked with a tricky and vicious attack and wanted Han Mo to defeat Han Mo step by step. In the blink of an eye, he came to the edge of the arena.
"Han Mo, come on!" Han Ji stood below and shouted nervously, for fear that Han Mo would fall down accidentally.
Han Mo felt a little frustrated. Such a battle was almost a suppressed battle. After a few difficult moves, Han Mo's eyes turned and suddenly shouted at the top of his throat: "Sword breaks through the Nine Heavens!" After that, all the fighting spirit in his body burst out, and an invisible wave swept across himself, with an still sound.
Ling Ze, who was fighting vigorously, was shocked when he saw this. His body flashed, and the fighting spirit in his body burst out. When he was about to use his combat skills, his body was stunned.
"Good boy, you actually play with me." Ling Ze's face turned so angry that Han Mo was so angry that Han Mo was actually cheating and fooling him with fake combat skills.
Han Mo also took the opportunity to take a breath, glanced at Ling Ze and chuckled, "You are never tired of cheating. If you are fooled, it only means that your IQ is not enough."
"Looking for death." Ling Ze was really angry this time. He swung the big knife in his hand and slashed it horizontally towards Han Mo's throat.
Han Mo quickly shot out the long sword in his hand five times, and after pushing the big sword back, he rushed over from Ling Ze flexibly and quietly came behind Ling Ze. The long sword in his hand was naturally not negligent and stabbed Ling Ze behind him.
"when!"
Ling Ze turned around and blocked the sword across the front. Han Mo's long sword directly hit the sword, and he could no longer move forward.
"Steping on the crane on the eaves, the three clear shadows, the long-lasting sky bow..." Ling Ze used his old tricks again, and attacked Han Mo with a well-organized manner.
Han Mo looked at the sword that was slashed, and his eyes became calm again. Suddenly, Ling Ze's moves appeared in his mind. Han Mo was stunned and then suddenly moved, and his movements were exactly the same as Ling Ze's.
Ling Ze was shocked when he saw this. Looking at Han Mo who was imitating him, a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. The movements in his hand couldn't help but speed up again. But what surprised him later was that his moves seemed to be being carried down by Han Mo, and Han Mo almost avoided them lightly, and Han Mo could still use the same moves to fight back.
"I'll go to you!" Ling Ze was furious by Han Mo. The big sword suddenly changed its track and cut it towards Han Mo's head.
"Clang!"
With a strong metal impact sound, the two weapons collided again. Because Ling Ze took action this time, they were a little sudden to him, causing the weapons to come out, and they took them out together with Han Mo's long sword.
The two of them flew out almost at the same time, and then fell on the ring with a "clang".
The two men who lost their weapons fists and feet again. This time they both used fighting spirit. During the fight, the ripples of fighting spirit can occasionally be seen spreading.
"Bang!"
The two of them punched each other and slapped each other. Han Mo retreated in response, and he was still weaker in the battle.
Ling Ze chuckled disdainfully and wanted to continue rushing forward. A sudden pain came from his palm. When he looked at his palm, his heart couldn't help but feel a sudden suddenness. At this time, a large piece of the palm was burned, and a burst of pain came from the small blisters.
Seeing this, Han Mo was also shocked, and then he slapped his head and shouted that he was stupid. Then he shouted loudly, and rushed towards Ling Ze in anger. As Han Mo rushed out together, there was a large ball of red flame.
"flame!!!"
Everyone in the audience exclaimed incredible, just as Ling Ze thought, Ling Ze blocked his hands in front of him in a daze, and then the flames ruthlessly slammed Ling Ze's arm, burning his sleeves instantly.
"How is that possible?"
This sound did not come from the martial arts venue, but in a tall building somewhere. An old man looked at the distant direction with a surprised expression.
"Mr. Hai, what's wrong?" Teacher Xiao Mo asked in confusion as he looked at the old man.
"Real fire!" After a while, the old man spitted out two words in his mouth with some uncertainty, and the next moment, the person had disappeared from the spot.
At this time, the martial arts venue was in full bloom, and the people watching the other are attracted by Han Mo, all of whom were curious and surprised. Obviously, they didn't know how Han Mo made the flames.
Han Mo naturally likes to beat the dogs in the water. When Ling Ze was busy extinguishing the flames on his arm, Han Mo shook his legs and kicked Ling Ze in the face, shouting loudly: "You want to kick me."
Ling Zezhi was thrown away by Han Mo's kick, and his body landed on the ground. Han Mo approached him again. It was too late when Ling Ze realized that he was kicked by Han Mo again, and he only got up half of his body and shot out again, and had an intimate contact with the ring.
"I can't torture you to death!" Han Mo said with great pleasure. With a move of his right hand, another ball of flame shot towards Ling Ze. This time the flame actually landed on Ling Ze's butt without bias.
"Ah~~" Ling Ze suddenly howled in a burning way, and rushed up and quickly put out the fire.
"Hehe, I'm giving you two!" Han Mo waved his hands at the same time, and two balls of flames surrounded his hands, shooting towards Ling Ze in one step, and his fist with fire hit Ling Ze's body and blasted over.
One of the two punches was barely blocked by Ling Ze, and another punch hit Ling Ze's chest heavily, knocking Ling Ze directly off the ring. When it landed, it was still covered with flames on its body!