After running for a while, seeing that he had already left Jin Tong, Han Mo stopped and looked at the five people rushing towards him. His eyes suddenly became sharp. He flipped his right hand and a crimson sword flashed out. Han Mo didn't care. When the sword flashed out, a red light flashed over the sword.
"You are not students from the academy? How did you get in?" Han Mo asked in a deep voice as he looked at the people rushing over. These people are all good. If they are from the academy, they must be on the Shura list, but Han Mo didn't know any of these people.
Several people ignored Han Mo's problem directly, and the fighting spirit broke out, and rushed away without saying a word.
Han Mo tightened the sword in his hand and flashed rapidly. After dodging the attacks of several people, the sword quickly stabbed towards the three people in front. It seemed as if he had attacked the three people at the same time.
The sword only left a phantom. Seeing this, the three of them were shocked and hurriedly blocked the weapons in front.
"Dangdangdang!"
Three crisp sounds sounded, and the weapons in the three of them trembled. They couldn't help but take a step back, and a hint of surprise flashed across their faces. Obviously, they didn't expect Han Mo to be so powerful.
"call!"
Han Mo wanted to take the opportunity to pursue, but the sound of breaking wind coming from behind made Han Mo frown. One of the two people behind was the strongest, reaching the realm of a seven-yuan martial artist. Although he has now broken through to five yuan in one breath, he has only made a breakthrough. His foundation is not solid and he is not very skilled in controlling the five-yuan fighting spirit, so Han Mo cannot be careless either.
Given the idea of chasing, Han Mo bent his legs slightly, then suddenly stretched out his body several meters high, and jumped directly over the heads of everyone, avoiding the attacks of several people.
Looking at Han Mo who was so flexible, the expressions of the few people gradually became solemn. Han Mo showed his skills beyond their expectations. He seemed to be weaker than those who were on the field again, but he had explosive power no less than any of them. This made everyone puzzled.
"This Han Mo is very strange. The wheel battle will kill him later. I will go on the big eagle and you will wait for an opportunity to attack. If you can, you will attack."
"Well, I got it. Brother Liu Kuang was injured. We can't leave for too long."
Several people discussed for a while, and after reaching an agreement, they rushed to Han Mo since then.
Seeing that only two people rushed up, Han Mo couldn't help but tilt the corners of his mouth. None of the five could take him down. What were the two of them going to do?
Although I was disdainful, I couldn't be careless. The sword drew an arc in my hand, stepped on the ground with my feet, and my body shot out like a cannonball.
The three people standing there waiting for an opportunity to move, seeing that Han Mo's speed was much faster than before, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Who could have reached such a speed? Is Han Mo a rare wind-attribute fighting spirit?
Everyone was surprised, but they were only more cautious about Han Mo. They no longer had the previous disdain. They still understood the principle of capsizing in the gutter.
Facing two masters who ignored their peak strength by six yuan, Han Mo not only did not fall into a disadvantage, but also looked at ease, which made the two people on the other side feel thrust.
"No, let's use combat skills and let this kid consume some first." One of them said to the other, and they had already felt a little breathless when they measured the loss of fighting spirit, but Han Mo was already as he had before.
"Yeah, okay." Another person responded, swinging the big sword without hesitation. With the angrily shouting in his mouth, a strong fighting spirit suddenly burst out from the big sword, and a howling sound of wind slashed towards Han Mo angrily.
"You dare to use the yellow-level combat skills to embarrass you? Haha, it's so funny." Han Mo couldn't help but feel funny when he saw his opponent trying out combat skills. If he used real fire, Han Mo could achieve such power even without combat skills. Han Mo would naturally not take such combat skills seriously.
"drink!"
Han Mo shouted lightly, and rich flames suddenly spewed out of his hands. In the blink of an eye, he wrapped his hands with extremely long swords, stabbing him at the big knife he looked at without hesitation.
"bite!"
A sharp and harsh sound came out, and both of them trembled on their shoulders. The student who used combat skills was shocked when he saw this. He did not expect that Han Mo could block his combat skills without using combat skills. Although this was just a yellow-level combat skill, his strength had increased more than twice as much. Thinking of this, the guy couldn't help but take a breath.
The other man was stunned when he saw this, he hesitated and shouted loudly. The steel knife in his hand was raised high, the tip of the knife pointed straight into the sky, and then shouted loudly: "The sword is drunk with blood!"
As the man shouted, the sword seemed to have increased several times in an instant, and with a powerful fighting spirit, it poured down towards Han Mo.
Feeling the pressure from the steel knife, Han Mo raised his eyebrows. It was obviously the power of the Xuan-level combat skills, but it was probably only the peak combat skills of the Yellow-level combat skills. Han Mo chuckled in his heart, hesitated for a moment and shouted softly. The long sword in his hand twisted one after another, and suddenly condensed, and the steel knife that was slashed in anger was stabbed fiercely.
Nearly a dozen swords were stabbed out in succession, and each sword movement almost coincided, looking like the same move.
Seeing Han Mo taking action so quickly and almost every sword overlapped, the few people on the scene couldn't help but take a breath again. Although they were surprised, it made everyone want to kill Han Mo even more, because there would probably be no chance until they didn't kill him. Not only that, but they would also die. Such a genius would be to raise a tiger to cause trouble.
"Ding Ding Ding..."
A series of sharp sounds were endless. Han Mo quickly pulled back after each sword was stabbed, and then stabbed it again at a lightning speed. The strength of the dozen swords was almost increased by more than ten times. He actually blocked the guy's attack and shocked the guy back several steps.
"Go up." Seeing the two of them dispersed, the remaining three rushed up without thinking, without intending to give Han Mo a chance to breathe.
Seeing that the other three people rushed forward, Han Mo hesitated for a moment and ignored the three people. His figure flashed and rushed towards the two people who had fought with him. The two people were forced back by Han Mo. Their figures were not yet stable. Han Mo wanted to take advantage of this great opportunity to hurt the two people.
"Nine Heavens Divine Sword!"
Han Mo shouted softly in his heart, and the long sword in his hand drew an arc towards the two of them. Suddenly, an arc-shaped sword energy shot out and shot towards the two of them.
The Nine Heavens Divine Sword is a combat skill at the Earth level. It is not allowed to practice until the level of practice and meet the peak of the Earth level. Although Han Mo did not make any preparations this time, his power was naturally greatly reduced, but this alone is enough to pose a threat to everyone present.
Feeling the power of this sword energy, the two of them gradually became solemn. They firmly believed that if they were hit by these two sword energy, they would not have much confidence to survive.
"A sword from the sea of anger!"
"Nine Dragons Kill!"
The two hesitated for a moment and used their unique skills. Although using them so anxiously may cause certain harm to their bodies, the scene before them is imminent and they have no time to consider these things.
"boom!"
Three rays of Dou Qi rushed directly together, and suddenly the powerful ripples swept across, stirring up the dust on the ground. The three people rushing forward looked stunned when they saw this, and their eyes were blocked by the dust that was stirred up, so they had to stop in a hurry.
“Flood the dust.”
One of them hesitated and said, "Now that the dust cannot be seen, the few people were a little worried that the two people who were still in the dust would spew out the fighting spirit without hesitation, forming a series of fighting spirit hurricanes that fluttered the dust away."
After just dispelling the dust, everyone's expressions were stunned.
Han Mo was standing proudly at this time, and the long sword in his hand pierced one of the eyebrows, and blood was rushing out as if it was not enough money.
Han Mo looked at the surprised three people with a smile on their lips. Han Mo was undoubtedly the most powerful person when they were invisible. He had the power of spiritual consciousness to detect things around him. At the moment when the dust swayed, Han Mo moved, and his ghostly figure passed through dozens of meters. The long sword in his hand had already hit the opponent's vital point before the two of them could react, and they killed him with one blow.
"Damn it, I actually killed our brother, I'm going to give it to me, I must kill this kid."
One of the three, Qiyuan Martial Artsman coaxed with anger, and Qiyuan Dou Qi burst out and rushed towards Han Mo with some crazy craziness. For them, the killing of his best friend was like a relative being killed. At this time, he no longer dared to look at the dead brother, and he wanted to tear Han Mo, the bastard, into pieces immediately.
Looking at the angry three people, Han Mo's eyes also had a fierce look. Now he knew how angry he was when his friend was killed? Who did he settle the score with whom he would settle the score when Jintong was injured?
"Hmph, everyone who offended me will die." Han Mo said indifferently as he looked at the three people rushing towards him, as if he didn't take the three people seriously at all.
"roar!"
At this moment, before Han Mo rushed forward, the crazy thunder beast behind the mound roared, and the already calm sky actually gathered a lot of thunder clouds again, and the bright sky became gloomy again.
Seeing this, the three people rushing to see this, a hint of horror flashed across their faces, but hatred and anger had already penetrated his mind. After just hesitating for a moment, they rushed towards Han Mo again.
Han Mo glanced at the lightning flashing in the sky, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After hesitating, the flames were directly pulled out, and a trace of lightning flowed out followed.
"Let you taste the taste of thunder and lightning." Han Mo said with a wicked smile at the three of them. This was the energy that Han Mo absorbed the power of lightning and lightning before. After being fused, Han Mo would appear as soon as he tuned out the flames and lightning.
The three of them just came to Han Mo's strange movements, probably to use their combat skills, and they didn't think so much. After hesitating for a moment, they used their combat skills. The strongest one was the seven-yuan martial artist, whose combat skills reached the intermediate level of the Xuan-level.
Han Mo directly withdrew his long sword and looked at the three people rushing towards him. His handprints flew rapidly. After just a moment, Han Mo's whole body burst out with a "popping" sound, and the huge flames actually directly included Han Mo.
Seeing this, the three of them were shocked. What kind of combat skill is this? Suicide?
This was the idea that arose in the minds of the three of them. This was the first time they saw such a scene, but the sword had to be released on the string, and the movements in their hands did not stop at all, and they cut off as Han Mo angrily.
The power of the three combat skills is naturally extremely huge. Han Mo glanced at the three of them, looked stunned, and shouted softly: "Xuanyun Jue!"
As Han Mo shouted, all the flames in his body gathered in his hands, and then he bombarded the three people rushing towards him with both hands. Two flames cut through the sky like a long dragon, and directly rushed towards the three people rushing towards him.