Volume 2 Linghu Visitors Don't Know Their Intentions, Fine Iron and Black Faces Are Mysterious Chapter 82 No matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives
"A broken fruit knife, do you really think it can block my sword?" Although Wang Mo, who knew that he was in the deep black mist, couldn't hear this, the black robe couldn't help but say it.
Not for anything else, if Wang Mo has been dealing with himself empty-handed, it is nothing, it can only be said that the Shura Sword Saint swordsmanship is superb, and there is no sword in his hand. But finally Wang Mo was ready to use a blade against himself, and the black robe should have been excited in his heart. It was an affirmation of one's own strength to let the Sword Saint fight the enemy with a blade, but seeing the ordinary fruit knife in Wang Mo's hand that should not have appeared on such an occasion no matter what, a wave of annoyance and anger filled the black robe's mind.
Is this looking down on me? I always think that in your eyes it is a plate of fruit that can be peeled at any time? At this time, the ordinary fruit knife became an incomparably obscure in his eyes, and it was even more of an enemy than an enemy.
In this state of mind, the black robe often only wanted to cut off this fruit knife! Let Wang Mo know that he is not someone who can be dealt with with with a casual knife!
Ding, ding, ding! A series of sounds continued to sound around Wang Mo, Wang Mo's hand holding the knife quickly surrounded him, and every sound was the sound of the fruit knife in his hand colliding with the other party.
"It's getting more and more violent, this guy is still very serious when he's serious. Wang Mo thought secretly, the fruit knife in his hand kept trembling. The material of this fruit knife can't be put on the table, if ordinary people really use this thing as a blade, they would have been cut off by someone else's sword a long time ago.
Wang Mo only relied on his superb sword skills, and every time he skillfully unloaded the power transmitted to the fruit knife, which allowed the knife to persist until this time.
With a snort, Wang Mo's shoulder was marked with blood. Although Wang Mo couldn't hear or see at this time, he still felt that the guy shuttling in the black fog was getting faster and faster at this time, and as long as he relaxed a little, he would be injured.
Just as he was thinking, Wang Mo swung the knife behind him again, conveying the feeling of collision back. Then Wang Mo felt a chill on his waist, and then a touch of heat flowed out. He knew that he had also been hit by a sword in his waist, and it was not a matter if he continued like this. The other party's actions are getting faster and faster, and their own reactions are getting slower and slower.
In this black fog, I have to concentrate all the time to catch a little bit of the other party's movement, but the other party is like a fish in water, and I am like a prey being hunted, and sooner or later I will be eaten by this little snake in the dark.
"Although I don't want to use it, I can't help it!" Wang Mo secretly made up his mind, and made a sword finger with his left hand. Then a layer of pitch-black qi wrapped around it, and Wang Mo struggled to wave it, and the wind formed by the black qi instantly blew away the black fog covering the surroundings, and the scene returned to the past.
Wang Mo looked at the moon in the sky and praised: "Oh, I really don't know if I don't experience darkness, even the light of the moon is so kind and lovely." ”
"Impossible, how could the stealthy black mist be broken so easily?" said the black robe with an incredulous expression.
"Don't look incredulous, since the incident has happened, then you can accept the facts, right?" Wang Mo comforted, "But you guy still has two more moments, and these wounds on my body are really painful." ”
The black robe suddenly looked up at Wang Mo and said fiercely: "Even so, you still disappointed me too much, the Shura Sword Saint should not be injured even in this sneaking black mist." ”
"Ah, young man. The Sword Master is also a human, and if he is a human, he will be injured. ”
"Anyway, you've disappointed me so much!Be my stepping stone to the strongest!" The three black robes stabbed this sword at the same time from different angles, and Wang Mo couldn't even detect for a moment where the other party was really attacking.
The last time he cracked the opponent's move, it was because he easily discovered the clone that the opponent had burst out of killing intent, and deduced that one was the direction in which the opponent really wanted to attack.
However, at this time, there was no killing intent coming out from the three directions, "This guy's killing intent is better than last time, I have a headache!" Although Wang Mo thought so, his legs moved quickly. Just when the three clones in the black robe stabbed the short sword in their hands at the same time and reached Wang Mo's body, Wang Mo's body kicked out two legs in a row faster than the opponent's, and finally the fruit knife in his hand also stabbed out in the other direction.
The clones that were kicked by Wang Mo's legs all turned into black mist, and the side where the fruit knife stabbed was the place where the black robe was about to launch an attack and had just moved his real body to arrive. The black robe only felt that the fruit knife in Wang Mo's hand had become extremely huge at this time, as if it was a peerless divine weapon. There was a tremendous force from above that that slammed the sword he stabbed in the direction of the side, and then the fruit knife continued to stab at him.
The black robe was shocked, and his figure instantly retreated backwards. After all, the fruit knife was too short, and the opponent avoided the edge as soon as he retreated. However, the strong wind from above still blew the black robe backwards again and again, and in the process, the black robe covering the head was also lifted behind him, revealing the hideous black iron mask inside.
"Rakshasa Demon Mask?" Wang Mo said in a lost voice when he saw the shape of the black iron mask.
As soon as the words fell, the mask of the black robe was cracked from it, and the solid black iron mask fell to the ground from being broken in half. And Wang Mo's eyes widened even more, and he muttered, "This is too exciting.....
It's not because of anything else, but at this time, after the mask of the black robe fell off, the long black hair also spread out, the melon seed face has slender eyes, a slender straight nose bridge and also some thin lips, and the key is that the skin is extraordinarily fair. Isn't this the beautiful face of a Handi woman?
"Is it a man or a woman?" Wang Mo muttered, before the black robe with a mask and his voice was low and hoarse, Wang Mo always thought that this guy was a man, but now after seeing the other party's face, he began to be unsure about it.
"What, are you surprised to see that I'm a woman?" Chang Yixin frowned and said, "Seeing that I'm a woman, you don't want to make a move?"
Although this concept is now very indifferent, in the former Handi, the status of women was very low. From going out to the official and into the official to the cultivation and martial arts, women will not be allowed to participate, and at that time, women can only teach their husbands and children at home.
"Of course not, after all, isn't there a famous sword saint who is also a woman?" Wang Mo shook his head and denied.
"That's good, I must have a fight with you today!" After saying that, Chang Yixin raised his sword again to attack, and when Wang Mo saw this, he also stepped forward, and the two fought again.
And at this time, on the other side, in the Insiya B&B. Yun Qing rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room, she heard what seemed to be a fight in the distance, so she got up to take a look.
When I came downstairs, I found that the light in the living room was still on, and Rourou squatted at the door and looked into the dark night in the distance.
"Rourou, why didn't you sleep?"
"Sister Yunqing, are you awake too?"
"Well, yes, what are you looking at?"
"There seems to be someone fighting over there. ”
"Hmm, did you hear the movement too?, what about Gerst and Ronan?" Yun Qing asked when she looked around and found that it seemed that the two girls were in the B&B at this time.
"They've run out a long time ago, and they haven't come back yet. Yau Yau kept staring outside.
"Hmm, why did the two of them run out in the middle of the night?" Yun Qing frowned slightly and said, "You won't go to do anything bad, will you?" It is said that the nightlife in Lingcheng is very rich. ”
"I don't know. Rourou held her chin in her hand and looked out in a daze.
"Don't be afraid, Rourou, it's okay to fight outside, it won't affect us here. Even if you do, I'll protect you. Yunqing came to Rourou's side and hugged her and said.
When Rourou heard this, her eyes were still looking outside, but the corners of her mouth showed a smile and said, "Ah, with Sister Yunqing here, I'm not afraid." ”
"Is it so messy here? There are still people fighting in the suburbs at night. Yun Qing asked as she tried to listen to a voice in the distance.
"It's not like this often, it may have something to do with the matter in Linghu Town, right? There were police officers who came over to inquire about the situation during the day today, maybe they were chasing the criminals?" said softly.
"Hunting down criminals?" Hearing this, Yun Qing's eyes lit up, at this time, she came to Lingcheng to enter Lingcheng Daily as a reporter. When she was in school, she passed the press card, and then before coming to Lingcheng, she had already contacted the daily newspaper unit here and had agreed to her coming here as an intern reporter.
Intern reporters already have the right to interview, although she is only officially intern reporters when she reports to Lingcheng Daily tomorrow. However, at this time, I heard what seemed to be rare news material, which made Yunqing's mind come alive.
"Sure enough, following Wang Mo will encounter these things that are worth reporting!"