The crocodile nodded thoughtfully.

Han Mo turned around and looked at the qi of the three corpses that leaned over again, and the power of Taiyi Tianshu poured into the long sword.

Swing your sword away!

Where the sword qi passed, the qi of the three corpses and the evil qi were all broken.

Han Mo stepped on You Yunbu and flew away, and quickly left.

Bang bang!

The ground cracked, and rotting arms burst out of the ground, waving incessantly. Han Mo stopped and squinted at this scene.

It's coming!

Two figures rushed towards him, one of whom was the little boy who had been defeated at his hands earlier. Beside him stood a woman in a pale blue dress. The woman's appearance is not very beautiful, but it is very attractive.

However, her face was cold.

The little boy pointed at Han Mo, "Senior Sister Eleven, he was the one who injured me." ”

Eleventh Senior Sister?

Han Mo couldn't help but be stunned, looking at it this way, Ling Xuzi had accepted a total of twelve apprentices. Looking at the woman in a blue dress, Han Mo's expression was also solemn.

The woman smiled, "Who are you who dare to break into a ten-mile desperate situation?" ”

"Senior Sister Eleven, he is the Han Mo that the master said."

"Oh? Are you not mistaken? ”

"Absolutely not."

The woman looked Han Mo up and down, "I really didn't expect that you were actually a disciple accepted by Shizun before his death." Speaking of which, you can be regarded as my senior brother, the little woman Ling Shiyi has seen Senior Brother Han. ”

Han Mo chuckled, "I don't have your junior sister." ”

"Senior Brother Han, who gave you the courage to break into this place? Aren't you afraid that the master will beat you to pieces? Ling Shiyi said coldly.

Han Mo sighed, "There's no way, I'm still alive, I can't help but take revenge." ”

"Ling Twelve, join me in making a move and invite Senior Brother Han to the Heavenly Ninja Sect." Ling Shiyi turned his head to look at the little boy and said.

The little boy nodded, his eyes fierce.

Ling Shiyi stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and a cold aura spread around her. The ground that had been potholed suddenly turned into a blue glow of ice.

The hand that broke through the ground and waved it was also frozen.

Han Mo stood still, suppressing the cold air with his true qi.

Ling Shiyi chuckled lightly, and with a clench of his palm, the ice on the ground exploded violently, turning into debris and swept over. Han Mo pulled out the Longquan Sword and swung it away, blocking all the ice chips.

The ice curtain fell, and Ling Shiyi and Ling Twelves attacked from the left and right, not giving Han Mo a chance to breathe.

As soon as Ling Shiyi approached, the temperature dropped suddenly.

Snow-white snowflakes swept in the wind, Ling Shiyi waved his hand, and the snowflakes came. Han Mo threw out two spirit runes, "Heaven and earth are infinite, the fire god borrows the law!" ”

The runes swirled, flames swirled, colliding with the incoming snowflakes.

Han Mo smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, the snowflakes melted, and the two flames turned into fire dragons and rushed towards Ling Shiyi.

Ling Shiyi was unhurried, and his toes floated back to the ground.

Han Mo was about to go further, but Ling Twelve rushed from behind. Turning around suddenly, the Longquan Sword swept away. The long whip in Ling Twelve's hand wrapped around the Longquan Sword and pulled it hard, and he immediately froze.

At the same time, Ling Shiyi also came.

Bang!

Han Mo pinched his fingers and hit it, and he was with Ling Shiyi.

The corners of Ling Shiyi's mouth hooked up into a sneer, "Senior Brother Han is really powerful, I don't know how many layers Senior Brother Taiping Tianshu has cultivated." ”

"Three floors."

"Senior Brother Han is really a decent person, and he actually doesn't practice such a mysterious exercise." Han Mo sneered: "I don't want to become a human and a ghost. ”

Ling Shiyi smiled, "Senior Brother Han, Senior Sister, please take a look at the mysteries of the fourth layer of the Taiping Heavenly Book. ”

With that, Ling Shiyi's left hand moved, and a nondescript spell appeared.

Han Mo frowned slightly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Boss, should I make a move?" The little crocodile was also in a hurry, Han Mo shook his head, "No, I can still deal with them." ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Han is really good at big words." Ling Shiyi raised his hand and hit the spell he had drawn, and Han Mo ran the Taiyi Heavenly Book, and a layer of white light lingered all over his body.

Break!

The breath was suddenly retracted, and then released, directly shaking them out.

Ling Shiyi felt incredulous.

Han Mo glanced at her, let go of the hand holding the Longquan Sword, and with a twist of shape, he appeared behind Ling Twelve, his fingers falling heavily on his spine.

Yes......

Ling Twelve pulled his neck and screamed, and fell to his knees with a thud.

Han Mo held the Longquan Sword, and the long sword rested on Ling Twelve's shoulder. Feeling the spiritual power emanating from the long sword, Ling Twelve couldn't help but tremble.

Ling Twelve turned his head to look at Han Mo, his face full of shock and incredulity. He didn't expect that with two to one, he would actually be caught.

"Despicable villain!" Ling Twelve gritted his teeth and scolded.

Han Mo patted him on the head, "Say yourself?" ”

"You ......"

"No more nonsense, kill you!" Han Mo's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice.

Ling Shiyi's eyes flickered with a cold light, she also didn't expect that her junior brother would actually lose at the hands of Han Mo. Looking at Ling Shiyi's appearance, she felt a strong sense of humiliation.

"Let go of Twelve!"

"Are you talking to me?" Han Mo smiled faintly.

Ling Shiyi gritted his teeth and felt a great sense of shame. Han Mo's palm pressed against Ling Twelve Heavenly Spirit's cover, and his true qi poured in wildly. Ling Twelve's mouth let out a miserable howl, his face distorted, his clothes exploded, his skin cracked, and blood flowed.

"What are you doing?!" Ling Shiyi froze.

"Shatter his soul!"

Han Moyun said lightly, Ling Shiyi was like a crazy woman, and roared, "You let him go." ”

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and Ling Twelve fell to the ground.

Han Mo directly twisted his neck and clapped his hands, "Even if you cultivate the Taiping Heavenly Book, what...... However, I'm not afraid! ”

I'm not afraid!

Three words echoed in Ling Shiyi's mind.

She took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on her originally cold face, "Senior Brother Han, you're done." Although Ling Twelve Cultivation is not high, he is the most beloved disciple of Shizun. If you dare to kill him, you will definitely die without a place to be buried. ”

"Tsk...... I'm scared. Han Mo sneered: "Ling Xuzi is cold-blooded and ruthless, will he care?" He wouldn't care, he would only feel that he had lost his eyes and accepted such a useless disciple. ”

Ling Shiyi was stunned on the spot.

Han Mo was right, in Ling Xuzi's eyes, only about value, and in his eyes, people who have no value might as well die at all.

Han Mo looked at Ling Shiyi and said, "Do you want to fight?" ”

Ling Shiyi chuckled, "There will be more opportunities in the future, this time, I will let you go first." ”

"You're going to make excuses for yourself to get killed by me." Hearing this, Ling Shiyi just smiled and walked away.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Ling Shiyi's back, and raised his heels. After taking a few steps, another hand reached out from under the ground and grabbed his ankle.

Han Mo was about to swing his sword down, when he suddenly saw the emerald green ring on the ring finger of the palm that grabbed his ankle. Stunned, he broke free, grabbed his palm and took off the emerald ring.

"How so?!"

Seeing the small characters engraved on the emerald green ring, Han Mo was like a lightning strike, and Deng Deng retreated.

"Qin Xueyu!" The crocodile glanced at it and said in a low voice.

Han Mo suddenly went crazy and dug the dirt, and quickly dug the dirt away, and a female corpse appeared in sight. Han Mo pulled out the female corpse, took out a corpse suppression talisman and pasted it.

Han Mo wiped the dirt off the female corpse's face, looking at this familiar face, looking at it at a loss.

He gently wiped the mud off the woman's neck, and could see the marks of stitching. Han Mo's body trembled, and he muttered, "How can you be here, how can you ......?"

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Han Mo took a deep breath, "This ...... This is my mother. ”

The little crocodile's eyes widened, "How come?" ”

Han Mo trembled his hands and hugged the female corpse in his arms, tears flowing from his eyes, dripping on the female corpse. stared at the female corpse with teary eyes, and said softly: "Mother, the child will take you out and let you be buried in peace." ”

Han Mo turned his head to look at the little crocodile, "Save my mother's corpse." ”

After speaking, Han Mo gently placed the female corpse on the ground. Standing up, he roared angrily: "Ling Xuozi, I, Han Mo, will never die with you. ”

(End of chapter)