Because things happened relatively quickly, even Han Mo's reaction could not dodge the fastest. The body that rushed forward only made a side dodge, but the side was still stained with white powder sprinkled from white foam.
"Poisonous?" Han Mo looked at the powder stained on his clothes and thought to himself. Everyone would think of the scene in front of him. What should he sprinkle with this guy without poison?
Seeing that he succeeded, a sneer suddenly surged on his face, and pointed at Han Mo and said viciously: "Boy, this is something you asked for. You have been hit by the black-hearted evil that my Bai family poison master personally prepared. You'd better listen to me well, otherwise the Daluo God will not be able to save you."
Han Mo frowned when he heard this. The powder was indeed poisonous, and he did not consider the authenticity of the toxicity. He flashed and ran towards Bai Mo.
Bai Mo had a chance to breathe, so he naturally would not surrender this time. He took out a big knife again and looked at Han Mo who was rushing towards him and shouted: "Black Evil Slash!"
As Bai Mo shouted, the rich fighting spirit gathered onto the big sword and slashed at Han Mo with the whistling wind. Seeing this, Han Mo did not hesitate at all. He jumped up and stabbed the long sword in his hand towards Bai Mo, and a sound that did not exist in his heart was made: "The first move of the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, Piercing the Wind!"
Of course, the name is like this, so it will naturally not be a thorn in Han Mo. Han Mo is now used to hitting out several times at an extremely fast speed every time he takes action to achieve the maximum effect. This has become Han Mo's subconscious without realizing it.
"Dangdangdang!"
The two weapons collided, making a series of jingling sounds. After Han Mo's last stab, Bai Mo's big sword was stabbed by Han Mo's fierce attack. The tip of the knife wiped Bai Mo's erect neck and shot over. Although it did not touch Bai Mo, the rich fighting spirit on the blade still cut a blood mark on Bai Mo's erect neck.
A trace of horror flashed in Bai Mo's eyes. At this time, five or six people had already rushed over. Looking at Han Mo who was still prevailing in his heart, he felt equally surprised.
On the mainland, everyone knows that cultivation is the older they are, the better they get, because older people will have to spend a lot of time practicing. Han Mo looks like a boy under the age of 18. Even if he looks mature, he cannot hide his immaturity. However, even such a boy has reached their level, and may be even higher. He will be extremely surprised whoever meets him.
"Go to me, this kid is poisoned. As long as you delay a little time, this kid will definitely die in half an hour." Bai Mo saw that the helper was very confident and pointed at Han Mo and said viciously.
Han Mo narrowed his eyes at Bai Mo again. This was a kind of solemn meaning. Is Bai Mo showing his poison skills like himself? Well, Han Mo also happened to have something good to give to Bai Mo.
He tore off a piece of his clothes, took it into the ring and took it out again. This scene happened so quickly that almost no one noticed Han Mo's small move, and his body flashed too many attacks. Han Mo did not fight back, but just dodged and narrowed the distance to Bai Mo.
"Do you still want to kill me? A boy who is ignorant of the world." Bai Mo murmured fiercely as he looked at Han Mo, took out a weapon again, and found an opportunity to prepare to attack Han Mo.
"Damn it." Han Mo said a little angrily. These people cooperated very well. For a moment, Han Mo couldn't even come out, so he had the chance to dodge. The next moment, another person would rush over, and the cooperation between the few people was extremely tacit.
His eyes turned slightly, Han Mo's mouth slightly raised, and when he turned his left hand, a ball of flame gushed out. In the blink of an eye, the flames turned from a ball to a raging fire that was bigger than Han Mo's body. Han Mo threw it away without thinking.
“Wow!”
"What a strong fire!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Before they could think about how Han Mo did it, the flames had exploded and turned into countless fire balls and shot like everyone. Seeing this, everyone pulled away. Just looking at the temperature emitted by the flames, everyone knew that the flame was absolutely extraordinary.
Seeing that everyone finally dispersed, Han Mo's figure flashed and rushed towards Bai Mo.
"You can still play with fire." Bai Mo's face became gloomy again. This time he offended Han Mo, the genius, and Bai Mo would definitely not let Han Mo go, otherwise it would be a future problem in the future. He gritted his teeth and had to rush forward.
Fighting with Han Mo was simply a frustration. Han Mo's speed perfectly made up for the gap in strength between the two, and Han Mo's agile skills gained the upper hand, which made Bai Mo a little dissatisfied.
Seeing Bai Mo changing into new weapons again, Han Mo smiled and said, "You have so many weapons."
"Hmph, when you take down your weapons, I will let all the weapons taste your blood." Bai Mo snorted coldly at Han Mo.
"Hmph." Han Mo also snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain on his face. The weapons this guy used were all inferior. Apart from the previous spear, these weapons were not enough for Han Mo to attack.
"when!"
Sure enough, Han Mo suddenly stabbed several times, and each time he attacked the same place, interrupting the foamy and the fragments were flying around again.
"Damn it, this guy's strength is not very perverted, how could he shake mine off?" Bai Mo's heart flashed with a hint of doubt. In terms of strength, when competing with the masters in the family, those people's strength was several times stronger than Han Mo, but that power could not shake off his weapons, but Han Mo did it.
"This kid is indeed a problem." Bai Mo hesitated for a moment and flipped his right hand. This time he took out a silver-white giant sword. The thick giant sword made people just look like they could feel the power of the attack.
Looking at Bai Mo who had changed his weapons, Han Mo said sneeredly: "Ha, have you used a sword? If you don't learn to learn a sword, you don't need a silver sword. It seems that you have reached the state of unity of man and sword. I will give you a nickname and call it Sword Man."
"Don't let your mother gossip, you're such a bitch. Look, I won't tear your mouth apart." Bai Mo's face had long been angry, and he rushed towards Han Mo with a giant sword, with a momentum of fighting with Han Mo.
"Hmph, what you want is for you to rush." Han Mo smiled as he looked at Bai Mo who was rushing towards him, and his left hand moved in a difficult manner. A piece of rag that had been torn off the clothes was pinched in his hand, but on the other side of the rag. The originally white rag had been corroded into black by unknown things.
"drink!"
Seeing the opportunity, Han Mo flashed towards Bai Mo, and the long sword in his hand danced into the air. Just when Bai Mo thought Han Mo was about to stab again, Han Mo dangerously avoided Bai Mo's giant sword on the side of his body, and threw the cloth in his hand towards Bai Mo's face.
Han Mo had long expected Bai Mo to dodge subconsciously, and fisted his left hand and banged over Bai Mo's face.
Facing a piece of Yi cloth and a punch, Bai Mo naturally decided to avoid his fist. Yi cloth steadily hit Bai Mo's face with Han Mo's evil gaze.