When Chen Mo lowered his gaze and stared at the glittering long knife. In the distance, by the river, a more crisp sound of drawing a knife also sounded.

Chen Mo immediately withdrew his gaze and stared at the famous warrior of the Yamato clan in front of him, whose eyes were full of anger in an instant.

However, after a while, the other side has not yet taken the initiative to launch an offensive.

In desperation, Chen Mo had no choice but to take the lead in launching an offensive. The steps under his feet changed rapidly, and the fallen leaves on the ground danced in the air with the sudden wind that he rushed to.

When he reached a distance of a knife from the other party, Chen Mo changed the knife momentum, twisted the direction of the knife, and the long knife reflecting the cold light stabbed the opponent's chest.

At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to touch the opponent's chest, Chen Mo vaguely saw the opponent's knife, and as soon as it fell, a beam of cold light swept under his eyebrows, accompanied by an extremely cold and slippery touch between his neck.

Suddenly, the long knife in his hand hovered an inch in front of the other party's chest, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, and there was something red constantly splashing, and then, his whole body was sore, and a huge feeling of suffocation wrapped his whole person tightly.

At this time, Xiao Wei, who was standing next to the living room, stepped forward and helped him take off his VR glasses.

The warm light of the light spilled into his eyes again.

Chen Mo hurriedly reached out and touched his neck, but there was no trace, and he began to suck in the air hard, and it felt so good to breathe freely.

"No, it feels good to be alive."

What he could be sure of now was that the huge feeling of suffocation just now was the taste of death...

Ten minutes later, he finally regained his strength and stood up from the ground again.

"Now you know what death tastes like, it's painful! It's depressing! It's desperate! Very angry! Very... Helpless! I can completely understand your feelings, believe me, every death will be a nirvana rebirth, and every withering will be for the next bloom..."The extremely gentle voice of the Jewel Sky comforted Chen Mo after the great pain.

Chen Mo was speechless, but his eyes were a little dull and distracted, and he fell into nothingness.

"Ouyang Xuan, Ouyang Xuan, Ouyang Xuan, are you okay?" Xiao Wei kept shaking his arm, calling his attention.

After a while, Chen Mo's consciousness finally returned to reality again.

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm just so tired, I want to take a shower and get a good night's sleep." Chen Mo said softly.

Xiaowei looked at Chen Mo's figure suspiciously, it seemed that this death still touched him a lot.

After taking a shower and returning to the room, Chen Mo lay on the bed, tossing and turning, tossing and turning.

He was thinking about a question: if he died in this world, would he travel back to the earth 300 years ago, or would he really run out of oil and go out?

The next day, after a day of daily training, it was time for virtual reality training every night.

When Xiaowei brought virtual reality equipment to his side, he instinctively took a few steps back, because of the pain of death, so far he still has a fish in his throat, and his memory is still fresh.

But he recalled what Rosekong had said to him yesterday: "Every death will be a nirvana rebirth; Every time it falls, it is for the next bloom. ”

"Yes, the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." Thinking of this, Chen Mo took a deep breath, raised his chest and raised his head, walked a few steps, and caught up with Xiaowei.

When everything was ready, Chen Mo slowly put on the VR glasses.

Boundless fallen leaves fell in front of him again, and the air smelled of river water. Chen Mo walked towards the river behind the ancient tree.

He was still there, and the knife was still lying on the ground.

Chen Mo just wanted to continue walking, but as soon as he changed his mind, his footsteps immediately stopped.

Hattori Hanzo's knife skills are as fast as lightning, and his body is like a charm, and if you want to be under his knife, it is difficult to survive three moves.

Unless... Unless he can't see it, Chen Mo has already made up his mind.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and walked up, and suddenly, the middle-aged man by the river glanced back and slowly got up.

"It's been really lively lately, yesterday there was a person who wasn't afraid of death, and I was buried under a tree, and today there is another one..."Hattori Hanzo snorted coldly and said with a smile.

Chen Mo reflected the cold light of the long knife in his hand, glanced at his appearance, and found that his face was indeed different from yesterday.

"No wonder he would say that, is there really 'his' bones under this tree?"

Chen Mo looked suspiciously at the ancient tree not far behind him, and there was indeed a piece of new soil on the ground that had been turned out.

With a "bang", he clearly heard the other party pull out the knife.

Chen Mo didn't step forward directly, but picked up the corner of the white robe he was wearing, raised the knife in his hand, cut off a white cloth, and tied it to his eyes.

Seeing this, the other party also understood, cut off a strip of black cloth and tied it to his eyes.

This time, Chen Mo did not take the initiative to attack like yesterday, but waited for the other party to take the lead in attacking.

After a while, maybe the other party also felt Chen Mo's intentions, so he had no choice but to take the lead.

Chen Mo's ears moved slightly, and there was a thin sound of stepping on leaves, faintly coming from the front.

He sensed that the other party was approaching, but the distance between the two blades of the blade.

After a month of practicing sound recognition, his intuition was already very accurate. He picked up the tip of his knife and headed straight for the other side's door.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of soldiers clashing suddenly sounded.

Chen Mo put away his knife, quickly bent his knees and squatted down, and the cold knife in his hand swept away in the direction where the opponent's legs were, and there was another crisp exchange of blows.

Suddenly, Chen Mo faintly heard the sound of a knife breaking through the air, and came straight to his front door, he hurriedly put away the knife to block.

However, after the blade of the knife was slashed, he suddenly found the sound of the opponent's knife breaking through the air, mixed with the sound of clothes rolling, jumping behind him.

"Fast, too fast, just half a breath..."Chen Mo was shocked.

When he was about to roll forward and dodge the opponent's next attack, he suddenly felt a feeling of cramping in his heart.

Hattori Hanzo quickly withdrew his long knife, blood gushing from the tip of his knife.

Chen Mo staggered forward and fell to the ground, his whole body became numb and sluggish, and then a cold feeling swept through the whole sound, and after a moment, all the sensations disappeared in an instant...

Xiaowei saw his painful appearance and hurriedly helped him take off his VR glasses.

However, when she saw Chen Mo's appearance clearly, she found that he had fainted in pain, and immediately, Xiaowei kept pinching him and wiping the cold sweat on his face with a wet towel.

After about ten minutes, Chen Mo gradually woke up from his fainting and regained his self-consciousness.

"How's it going, do you feel better?" Xiaowei asked with concern.

"Hmm... Did I faint just now? Chen Mo asked softly.

"Well, just for a moment." Xiaowei responded.

"I've ordered a big meal for you, I'll be here soon, so I'll be able to replenish my strength." Xiao Weican said with a smile.

"yes, okay." Chen Mo said very calmly.

After the last death, Xiao Wei felt that Chen Mo's psychological and spiritual endurance seemed to have become stronger.

I saw him stand up from the ground with his hands on the ground, slowly sit down close to the sofa, and turn on the TV.