When Han Chen's figure appeared, Mo Shi seemed to have been on guard for a long time. A sneer flashed on his face, and the sword in his hand suddenly swept across and slashed at Han Chen's shoulder.
The dazzling sword light mixed with the tyrannical vitality appeared in front of Han Chen in an instant. Feeling such a tyrannical momentum, Han Chen's face changed slightly, but he did not show any panic.
With an angry shout, Han Chen tapped his toes on the ground and used the momentum to shoot backwards.
"Boy, I reacted very quickly. Look at my Xuan-level intermediate martial arts, Sky-Breaking Slash." When Mo Shi saw that Han Chen had dodged his attack so easily, he didn't get angry but laughed.
With his laughter, a piece of vitality gradually condensed on the broadsword in his hand. Immediately, a low sound came from around the broadsword, and extremely powerful fluctuations flashed on the blade.
"Die, boy." Looking at Han Chen who was gradually retreating, a cruel smile flashed on Mo Shi's face. He no longer hesitated at that moment. A surge of vitality instantly rose. As his figure became violent, he held the hand in his hand.
There was also a whining sound coming from the sword, and it suddenly rushed towards Han Chen, like a hungry dog pouncing on food, with a sudden explosion, and pieces of floorboards shattered like foam where they landed.
"What a powerful move." Han Chen's expression changed slightly, and when he saw Mo Shi's powerful attack, his expression became a little unnatural.
"Alas" Han Chen sighed softly, his face returned to a calm and dark color, his mind moved, a silver light suddenly appeared, and then a silver spear suddenly appeared in Han Chen's hand.
The Demonic Silver Spear.
When the demon-controlling silver gun appeared, there was an uproar all around. All eyes were on the demon-controlling silver gun. Some sharp-eyed people also stared at the demon-controlling silver gun.
On the gun body, five spiritual talisman lights slowly emerged, and subtle soul fluctuations also came from the gun body.
Han Chen also chuckled at the looks of these people. Even if you look at the entire Qinggang City, there are only two of these five-seal talisman weapons. One belongs to the Murong Mansion, and the other belongs to the Iron Knife Sect.
Of course, it is precisely because of these two five-seal talisman weapons that the Murong Mansion and the Iron Sword Sect can stand out among so many forces in Qinggang City.
"Five Seal Talisman Weapon?" Feeling the bursts of coercion appearing on the silver spear, Mo Shi was also very shocked by what he saw. His heart twitched violently, and a trace of cool air was slowly inhaled along his nostrils.
In his lungs, he quickly stopped his offensive and looked at that with horror.
However, this shock only lasted for a moment before it was replaced by an inexplicable greed. Mo Shi stared at the spear in Han Chen's hand, and an indifferent smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You kid, how dare you carry such a valuable treasure. If you don't take it out, I might let you go, but there is a saying that 'every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade'. Therefore, today, your little
I want my life, and I have the right to accept your Five-Seal Spirit Talisman Weapon as a gift." As he spoke, a murderous intent appeared on Mo Shi's face, and at that moment, a shout slowly came out.
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"Really? If you want my magic-controlling silver spear, you must have some skills." Han Chen said lightly, with a smile on his face.
"You are not ashamed of your words, boy, I will show you what I mean." After saying this, a treacherous look appeared on Mo Shi's face, and the sword in his hand whizzed, and he slashed at Han Chen.
"Hmph." Han Chen snorted coldly, his arms trembled slightly, and the demon-controlling silver spear made a whining sound mixed with the sound of breaking the wind, and stabbed at Mo Shi violently.
The silver gun shadow mixed with a touch of fiery red vitality suddenly collided with the big knife in Mo Shi's hand at an extremely tricky angle.
The sound of sonorous gold and iron colliding slowly came out, and sparks suddenly flashed.
clang……
The sound of metal falling to the ground suddenly sounded, and the big knife in Mo Shi's hand shattered like glass.
"Huh." Seeing the destructive power caused by the demon-controlling silver spear, Han Chen also had a look of joy on his face. Looking at Mo Shi, whose face turned a little pale, Han Chen suddenly smiled and said: "Master Mo,
What do you think of my silver demon-controlling spear? Do you still want to take it now?"
Hearing this, Mo Shi's face trembled slightly. The five-seal talisman weapon was indeed powerful. His sword was destroyed just by a single encounter. However, he had no doubts about the power of this talisman weapon. After all,
This talisman weapon has the effect of increasing combat effectiveness, but its power is extremely powerful.
"Hmph, aren't you a kid just relying on your possession of the Five-Seal Spirit Talisman weapon? If you were to fight with bare hands, you would definitely not be my opponent." After pondering for a moment, Mo Shi's eyes flickered and he looked at Han Chen proudly.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Han Chen was also startled. There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. He pondered for a moment and then said: "Oh, such a weak-minded provoking method seems to have no effect on me. But,
Since you have said so, let me let you know that even if I don't have this magical talisman weapon, dealing with you is still as easy as beating a dog."
Listening to Han Chen's words, smiles appeared on the faces of those in the Mo Gang around him, and whispers of discussion came to mind.
"Hey, who does this kid think he is? Can he defeat the gang leader with his bare hands?"
"Haha, this kid's brain must have been squeezed by the door, otherwise he would never have said such a thing."
"However, I think this boy must be using some kind of trick. Didn't you see it? The boy's energy has not dissipated, and he can attack the gang leader at any time with lightning speed. This boy is very cunning."
But before those words could be heard, they saw, not far away, the young man in black shaking his arm, and the spear in his hand turned into a silver light and slowly disappeared.
"What is this little brother Han Chen planning to do? Do you really plan to fight this Mo Shi with bare hands?" Seeing Han Chen really put away the demon-controlling silver gun, a look of surprise appeared on Tiemu's face.
It was indeed difficult for him to understand Han Chen's behavior.
"Haha, okay, Gang Leader Mo, let's start now. Let's fight with bare hands. Let's live or die." Han Chen shook the dust off his body, smiled, and looked at Mo Shi.
Seeing the latter's treacherous plan succeeding, he smiled calmly, his eyes flashed with light, and a fiery breath slowly condensed from his palm.