Ye Mo didn't use the dagger, but kicked it over, but he didn't release the water with this kick, and all the strong power was concentrated in his feet.

"Insult me?" Shen Lingkong completely felt that he had been insulted, and it was also ridiculed by the earthlings.

An assassin who competes with a warrior for strength, and still with his legs?

Isn't that a joke?

Sure enough, this is an arrogant guy, or rather, this earthling doesn't know the various professional skills of demon hunters.

That's right, the earth doesn't have any guidance from its predecessors, nor does it have a complete cultivation system, and the opponent's attack method is the same as that of a barbarian, who really thinks that he can kill the enemy with great strength?

Shen Lingkong smiled disdainfully, because Ye Mo attacked first, and it was just a simple leg technique, so the Blood Fist King did not rush with all his strength.

"I don't need the protection of the Blood Fist King at all, I can kill him myself, and this kid still wants to kill me?" Shen Lingkong felt humiliated.

With a flick of his long sword, a crisp voice suddenly sounded, and the sword shadow came heavily, carrying a strong wind.

- Shadow Swordsmanship!

A full-level shadow sword technique, even if it is just a shadow, will have a slight attack effect, and if you don't pay attention, there will be many small wounds on your body.

It's not that Shen Lingkong looks down on Bian Yemo, it's because he thinks that the other party is not enough for him to use the skills of the transcendent realm, but he actually looks down on him.

With a flick of the long sword, the smile on his face gradually expanded, and he could already see the painful expression of the other party after one of his legs was cut off by himself.

But the smile suddenly froze on his face like a statue.

Bang!

He felt that his sword had been hit hard, and the terrifying power came from the sword body, making his tiger mouth ache, and his meridians seemed to be torn apart.

"How is it possible, how did he find my sword body among so many sword shadows, and this power is not at all something that a normal assassin can have, careless!"

Shen Lingkong still felt that it was his carelessness, and his strong strength made him directly let go of his palm, and with a sound of the long sword, it flew into the air, and he himself kept retreating, a perverted flush appeared on his face, and then wow, a mouthful of blood spit out.

Shen Lingkong was defeated with one move!

His enemy, however, was an assassin who was not known for frontal combat.

What made everyone's scalp tingle even more was that this assassin had not yet used a dagger.

The people of the Flying Sword Sect, the bystanders, Shi Lin, as well as Zhang Yu and Chen Xiaoling, were all a little stunned at this moment.

Even if it was the Blood Fist King, he was a light sigh, and it was obvious that Ye Mo, a special assassin, made him slightly interested.

Ye Mo moved his right leg for a moment, and said with some emotion: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the so-called top ten on the heavenly list, I can't even kick you to death, admire and admire, it's really worthy of the name." ”

Shen Lingkong had just vomited a mouthful of blood, he was already very depressed, because of his carelessness, he had suffered such a big loss, he had already planned to directly use all his strength to crush the other party next time, but he didn't expect that he would hear this sentence coldly.

Is this admiration?

This is clearly ironic.

"Poof!"

Shen Lingkong, who has always liked face, was furious, and once again a mouthful of blood sprayed out, his whole body was trembling, and his whole body was like a wounded beast.

", the eldest brother's skill in damaging people is on par with his combat effectiveness, the other party who kicked it vomited blood, and then said a word, the other party vomited blood again!"

"Is this the legendary mouth cannon?"

Shi Lin admired and was frightened, this big brother seemed to be more powerful than he imagined, and even Shen Lingkong suffered a big loss when he was caught off guard.

You must know that when the strength reaches a certain level, even if you take it lightly, you will not be hurt by the enemy, and if you can be injured by the enemy, then there is only one possibility, that is, Ye Mo's strength is not much lower than Shen Lingkong.

"Poofhaha, it's really a slap in the face, the handsome guy is good." Zhang Yu said loudly without hesitation, and Chen Xiaoling, who was from the small family Jasper next to him, was also secretly snickering.

As for the rest of the people, although they didn't vomit blood, there was also a villain in their hearts who was crazy.

The eyes they looked at Ye Mo were full of incredulity.

Eldest brother! You're an Assassin.

You said you don't need a dagger, do you want to kick a swordsman who is five levels higher than you alive?

When did an assassin get so good at his legs?

"Hmph, what is arrogant, no matter how you toss, the final result is death." The disciple of the Flying Sword Sect snorted coldly, which made everyone calm down and be shocked.

They looked at the Blood Fist King standing aside, and their hearts shivered.

The Blood Boxing King is here, no matter how this Huaxia jumps, he will be stoned to death with a punch in the end.

"One kick, all the spirit and spirit are concentrated, amazing!" The Blood Fist King's eyes were sharp, as if he had just woken up, because of Ye Mo's performance, he was a little interested.

"No, it's not as good as you, after all, you can kill an enemy with one punch." Ye Mo said as if he didn't know.

In this way, everyone's eyelids jumped again.

Big brother, the Blood Boxing King was originally made with fists, what are you an assassin mixed in.

"You are very confident, but people who are not strong enough often die because of self-aggrandizement." The Blood Fist King put his hands behind his back and stepped over step by step, invisibly, the pressure was released.

But Ye Mo didn't feel it at all.

"If you don't try, how do you know?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Mo was on tiptoe, and the whole person moved back three centimeters, dodging a sword from Shen Lingkong's sneak attack.

"Extreme swordsmanship, so-so speed, it may have something to do with your character, if the heart is heavy, the sword will be heavy." Ye Mo had met a genius who used a sword in his previous life.

A real kendo genius, fond of swords, this sentence was told to Ye Mo by the other party.

"Get out, when Lao Tzu practiced swords, you were still in your mother's womb."

Brush!

Shen Lingkong's long sword directly slashed horizontally, and at the same time, a series of sword rays appeared on the soles of his feet, and when he stepped down, the sword rays interspersed.

- Edge!

Ye Mo's attention was not on the other party's body at all, his waist force, and super high agility allowed him to dodge at close range.

His dagger slammed down - throat slitting!

"I said, if I'm here, you don't want to kill him." And at this moment, a cold voice suddenly appeared.

The Blood Fist King faced Ye Mo's throat-cutting technique, and just punched straight out.

A very simple punch!

Boom!

The fist wind and the dagger collided, and the fierce wind made a few more cracks on the surface.

It was just a simple collision, as if the sound of metal rubbing broke out, which was extremely harsh.

"Wrong, it's not a question of whether you let me kill or not, it's a question of whether I want to kill or not."

Ye Mo's wrist turned directly, and the lights around him seemed to be disillusioned.

In this dim situation, the Assassin's natural concealment expertise and the "visual evasion" skill attached to Ye Mo's flying blade caused him to disappear in front of everyone out of thin air.

He just squatted down and avoided the sight of the Blood Fist King, of course, if he attacked the Blood Fist King now, the other party would be able to react directly, but unfortunately, Ye Mo attacked Shen Lingkong.

With a dive, Ye Mo used the shadow summoning skill again.

Two shadows flashed one after another, even if the Blood Fist King saw it, he had to hesitate.

Ye Mo's body was short, and he jumped directly to Shen Lingkong, who was hiding not far behind the Blood Fist King, and the dagger struck from the bottom up.

"The other party was affected by the stuffy stick and fell into chaos for five seconds."

"Double-click is successful, and the effect of a critical hit is generated."

Click!

Crackling sounds sounded one after another, and Ye Mo's dagger went all the way forward, inserting into Shen Lingkong's ribs.

The swordsman is also a kind of warrior, and his defense is quite strong, but when facing an assassin who broke out, and this is a special assassin like Ye Mo, this kind of defense is of no use at all.

Break the defense!

With a burst of tragic screams, everyone came to their senses, and under the dim light, Shen Lingkong, who was originally intact, was actually cut off with half of his ribs and shoulders on his right side at this time, and fell to the ground.

A large pool of blood gushed out, and a miserable cry resounded throughout the hall.

No one expected that Shen Lingkong would be cut off most of his body under the protection of the Blood Fist King.