Han Mo looked at the big knife that shot again, his face became solemn, his steps retreated one after another, and his eyes gradually became quiet.
As Han Mo's eyes calmed down, the sword that was spinning at high speed slowed down quietly. Of course, only Han Mo saw this slowness himself, and then a trace of arc rose slightly.
"Swoosh!"
Han Mo bent his legs slightly and then jumped up, rushing towards the big knife that was shooting in anger with a "swoosh".
"Are you planning to die?" Situ Lin laughed at Han Mo's actions, thinking that Han Mo was seeking death like this.
Han Mo raised his right hand, and after seeing the right time, the sword in his hand quickly pierced out, nailing it to the handle of the big knife accurately. The powerful force stopped the high-speed rotating big knife.
After losing strength, the big knife also fell to the ground with a "clang".
"What?" Situ Lin was shocked when he saw this. He had practiced a combat skill, but it was actually cracked by Han Mo.
"Lin, what are you doing? Stop playing." Situ Fei looked at the two people who were still fighting and urged impatiently.
"Fei, I didn't play. This kid seems to have become stronger, but it's good to do it. It's just a good idea to practice my skills." Situ Lin said disdainfully. What he just had was a trick. If the Sanyuan Martial Artsman had only such tricks, then he would be a big deal.
"Han Mo, I'm going to do my best. Don't blame me for not reminding you." After saying that, Situ Lin flipped his right hand again, and a large silver steel knife flashed out.
Han Mo looked at Situ Lin who seemed to be planning to attack with all his strength, and the sword in his hand was also tightened. Before he knew it, a faint red light appeared in the sword in Han Mo's hand, but the light was so faint that everyone present, including Han Mo, did not notice it.
"Drink." Situ Lin shouted lightly, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string.
Although Situ Lin's speed was very fast, no matter how fast it was, Han Mo's strange pupils, he was also a slow-moving head of the house. He easily avoided the big knife that Situ Lin cut, and the long sword in his hand rotated in the palm of his hand. As the angle tilted, it almost floated towards Situ Lin's throat.
Seeing this, Situ Lin chuckled and blocked the big knife in his hand across the door. With a series of "ding-ding-dang-dang" sounds, he gently blocked Han Mo's attack.
The two of them seemed to be neither hurry nor slow, but in fact they were thrilling. Each move and every move attacked were fatal points. If they could not dodge, the battle would be over.
"Boy, a little..."
Situ Lin wanted to say something, and Han Mo took advantage of Situ Lin's time to talk and threw it out.
Situ Lin was shocked when he saw this. He looked at the kick that was swung toward the door, swallowed the words to his mouth, and blocked the big knife in front.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Situ Lin Yingsheng flew backwards, rolled in place for two rounds before stopping. On Situ Lin's chest, a bright footprint seemed a little dazzling.
"This?" Situ Fei, who was watching the battle from a distance, was shocked when he saw this. The direction of Han Mo's attack just now was obviously Situ Lin's head. He just suddenly changed direction when he was about to hit and changed the attack to the lower plate. This sudden change would be impossible for ordinary people to do.
"Ha, I'm still chatting during the fight. Do you really think I'm playing with you?" Han Mo said with contempt.
"Damn it, good boy, you have a good fortune, I dare to be silenced." Situ Lin crawled up with anger, glanced at Han Ji, pointed at Han Ji and said, "Give it all to me, I'll kill that boy first."
Han Mo was stunned when he heard this. Now there are thirteen people besides Situ. These thirteen people are all martial artists. If the thirteen people beat Han Ji, then Han Ji would have no room to fight back.
Han Mo didn't even think about it that a single foot kicked at the wooden table beside him, and the wooden table shot towards the ten people rushing towards Han Ji like a flying shot, stopping the ten people's steps.
Han Mo, who had dragged ten people, rushed up and fought with the ten people without saying a word. He was at a disadvantage just after facing them. Even if Han Mo was so fast, he couldn't be busy. In just a blink of an eye, he actually had a color behind him. A ferocious wound extended from his shoulders to his waist.
The pain from behind made Han Mo's nerves tighten, and the sword in his hand suddenly swept out. The student behind Han Mo's face turned pale when he saw this. He didn't even think about it and quickly retreated. However, the speed was still a beat slower. The sword tip of Han Mo's hand still cut the student's throat.
Seeing that the sword did not solve the opponent, Han Mo leaned forward suddenly, preparing to kill you while you were sick.
Only Han Mo took action, and the people around him took action to block Han Mo's way, and were surrounded by everyone again for a moment.
"How are you?" Situ Lin flashed and held the student whose throat was cut by Han Mo's long sword.
The student held his throat and shook his head in pain. Although the sword did not cut his throat, it still hurt inside and temporarily lost his language function.
"Fei, let's go together, fight quickly, don't cause trouble then." Situ Lin glanced at the injured brother and said.
Situ Fei, who was sitting aside, shook his head helplessly and said, "Lin, is it? It's just a waste from Luo City." After saying that, Situ Fei flashed his body and shot at Han Mo like a ghost.
Han Mo was very sensitive, and every move around him was shot in his mind. Otherwise, such a clamp would have been bloody and moldy. When he noticed Situ Fei who was shooting in anger, Han Mo turned around and kicked and threw it out.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Han Mo flew backwards and smashed directly on the table not far away, smashing the wooden table into pieces.
"Bang!"
With another muffled sound, Han Ji was thrown on his face by a student, and his whole body rotated in the air and fell heavily not far from Han Mo.
Han Mo turned over and got up, without considering the wound behind him, helped Han Ji up and asked, "Han Ji, how are you?"
"I can't die." Han Ji spit out the blood from his mouth. At this time, there were many wounds on his body, and his clothes were scratched by the opponent's weapons.
"Two trash, our Situ family is still a little afraid of your Han family in Luozhicheng, but no one is covering you now. Today I will make a contribution for our Situ family." Situ Fei retreated back to his original position and shook his right foot, which was a little numb. Although his face was calm, he was also a little surprised. Although he had just confronted Han Mo, he shook Han Mo away, but he didn't get anything good. The powerful force shocked his right foot and felt numb.
Han Mo's face turned solemn. He had already retreated to the corner of the secret room with more than a dozen people on the other side and Han Ji were only played with. This was considered Han Mo's miscalculation. If he had been on guard for a long time, he would have been so proud that Situ would not dare to do anything here.
"Han Mo, why don't you find a way to escape first? You are fast and go find someone immediately after you go out." Han Ji hesitated and gritted his teeth.
"No, you alone will definitely kill you. What should I do if they run away without a certificate? I don't have any words to believe me." Han Mo thought for a while and said, leaving Han Ji alone to escape, he still couldn't do such a thing.
Han Mo looked at the dozen people who were slowly rushing towards him, he hesitated for a moment and shouted with his mind: "Mysterious man, can you lend me your power?"
After Han Mo shouted, a phantom suddenly appeared in Han Mo's mind in the calm void, and then slowly became solid.