It didn't take long for Yan Mo to slowly descend the suspension ladder leading to the fourth floor, this suspension ladder looked newer than the previous suspension ladder, and the material of the suspension ladder was obviously the same material as the giant wall.

Yan Mo glanced down at the protective gear that had holes on his chest, and he couldn't help but be a little worried, if the enemy took the holes as the focus of his attack, he would have to be careful.

"Is your boss on the fifth floor?"

From the first to the fourth floor, Yan Mo first observed the position of the guards on this floor, there was nothing peculiar in the space, the only thing that made Yan Mo feel strange was the distance between himself and the fifth floor, the distance between the ground and the upper layer was only two to three meters away, and the distance between the ground on the fourth floor and the fifth floor was five meters, which made it difficult for Yan Mo to imagine how to go up, could it be another passage?

"You don't have to know!" A hoarse and disdainful voice came from the mouth of the masked man in front of him, and Yan Mo could see at a glance that the pattern on the mask was the unique symbol pattern of the wind, and the man's bare arms and chest were also such a miniature version of the pattern.

"Is it still the old rule, then I'm welcome!" Yan Mo's eyes fell on the enemy's hand, and judging from his seemingly lazy posture, Yan Mo would definitely be suppressed by him if he took the initiative to attack now.

"Mo, how are you doing now?" Xiaokong happened to send a message to Yan Mo at this time.

"I'm facing the hardest guy ever, and I'm no less than my master!" Yan looked at the man coldly, and said slowly to Xiaokong.

"Oh! Is he powerful? Xiaokong asked nervously.

"No, maybe it's the wind tattoo on his body. And his current state makes me feel a little oppressed, we haven't played against each other yet! ”

"No problem, identity, could he be that person?" Xiaokong guessed that Yan Mo had already faced the first master of the upper hand, and if the guess was correct, everything could be explained clearly.

"Who are you?" Yan Mo took Xiaokong's opinion and asked out loud.

"Beat me, and you'll know!" With a lazy tone and a little expectation, the masked man confidently looked at the tattoo on his arm, the tattoo on his arm seemed to be a source of magic, and the whole person became domineering at that moment.

"That's only a battle!" Yan Mo was enraged by his words. came the fighting spirit and punched his mask directly with his bare hands.

"I won't let you get away with it!" The side of the man's body. At the same time, they punched back, and the two of them went back and forth, fighting four times, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. In the end, there was no result. Distance yourself away.

Yan Mo's side. After retracting his sore arm, Yan Mo breathed sharply, as if he had consumed a lot of physical strength from the somewhat nervous and excited battle just now. On the other hand, looking at the masked man, Yan Mo observed that he was just looking at himself in surprise, his chest was not panting too much, and the arms of the two were hanging down unconsciously.

"Yes, only one opponent worth fighting!" The masked man's voice seemed to have changed a little charming, and when Yan Mo understood his words, he also heard a voice that lifted him, and his previous voice had changed.

"Want to know what's going on out there?" The masked man said to Yan Mo inexplicably.

Yan Mo had already slowed down the rhythm of his breathing, and Yan Mo turned a deaf ear to the masked man's words, and his eyes looked at the masked man without blinking, trying to make the figure he saw before overlap with the figure in front of him!

"That's right, it's him! Wind! ”

Yan Mo didn't show any reaction after realizing the identity of the enemy at this moment, even if it was a little hard for him to believe, but Yan Mo's behavior was still the same as before, and the overturning of the river and the sea in his heart was fixed by an extremely firm belief, and that belief was like a needle in the sea - kill him!

"With your ability, you should be above 10,000 people in the organization, but your outfit makes me a little disgusted, don't face me with your true face, do you want to hide something?" Yan Mo felt that his body had recovered a little, and began to slowly walk towards him.

"Why don't you! The boy of the Mo family! The masked man sneered.

"My mask is a protector, yours, cover up!" Yan Mo sneered, and raised the dagger in his left hand and threw it at his mask.

"Well, since you've guessed my identity, I won't hide it from you!" The masked man quickly took off the mask and threw it at the dagger that Yan Mo shot, the two collided with each other, and after Yan Mo's dagger broke the mask, he shot unabated, but unfortunately his body had appeared on the edge of the backmost wall.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Seeing the wind's cheeks, the hatred in Yan Mo's heart became stronger and stronger.

"If you want to avenge your girlfriend, come on, you are now trapped in the deepest branch of the Mo family, there are thousands of Fa families and Feng disciples outside, it is impossible for you to leave alive from here, don't think that you can survive until they arrive by relying on the protective gear on your body, tell you, the passage outside will be closed after you come in, if you want to come in, there is no chance!"

Feng Chengzhu said in his chest, squatting down and pressing a small mechanism on the floor, and in a moment a thick and extremely long heavy sword rose in the floor of the ground, and in the wide blade of the heavy sword, a small short knife was inlaid inside, making this weapon a little more artistic.

"Let's see, it's your defense or my weapons are sharp!" After Feng finished speaking, he didn't take out the short knife in the wide blade, clenched the long heavy sword with both hands, and appeared quickly beside Yan Mo, and swung a majestic slash at Yan Mo with a horizontal heavy sword.

The battle started again, the heavy sword approached the body, Yan Mo's nervous heart also began to relax, keenly aware of the range of the heavy sword attack, after avoiding the heavy sword's blocking and slashing, Yan Mo stepped forward, taking advantage of his dagger and fast attack speed to start a melee battle with the wind, and the successive swings made the wind difficult to resist with the heavy sword, and from time to time took advantage of the gap of Yan Mo's attack to counterattack, but because he had been in a state of passive beating before, he didn't use too much strength for the few swords that Yan Mo took the initiative to attack.

The wind was suppressed for too long, and the clumsiness of the weapon became a burden to him, and after pulling himself away from Yan Mo with a hard slash again, the wind dragged the giant sword back a few steps, suppressed the gauntlet of the heavy sword with his right hand, and pulled the handle with his left hand hard, and the heavy sword in the original wind hand immediately disintegrated into three weapons.

The grip on the left hand was pulled up and was a short stick with a sharp head, about one-third the length of the heavy sword, and the short knife that was originally there was also separated and held on the right hand by the wind, while the third part of the gauntlet, which was indeed bowed, was now a hidden weapon like an insinuation, and was collected by the wind.

"It's been a long time since I've dismantled it, and I'll almost forget when it was last time, but you'll experience the power of these two weapons!" Aftertaste, the wind lightly slashed the short knife in his right hand on the ground, and the half-squatting body also bowed, and then leaned forward like an arrow from the string and ran to Yan Mo's side, and the short stick in his left hand slammed towards Yan Mo's head, and the short knife was waiting for the opportunity to move.

Yan Mo's dagger held his short stick, which disappointed Yan Mo but also what Yan Mo expected, the short stick and the dagger were unscathed, but this time, the short knife of the wind and hand had an opportunity, the short knife was originally in the waist and abdomen of the wind, but now it suddenly appeared in the hole in front of Yan Mo, and it only took a hundredth of a second, and the tip of the short knife pierced into the hole.

Left hand, Yan Mo's left hand blocked the sneak attack of his short knife, and then Yan Mo's right hand held his short stick high, and the dagger stabbed into the soft underbelly of the left side of the wind.

"Don't be too serious," Feng said coldly, raising his left foot and opening Yan Mo's dagger, and his own retreated again and again, avoiding the left fist that Yan Mo was about to hit him in the face

"Yes, fast enough!" After Feng finished speaking, he docked the short stick with the short knife, and a short knife immediately transformed into a long knife, although the newly formed weapon was only the general length of the original heavy sword, but for Yan Mo's dagger, his weapon was still more than twice as long as his own!

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, there's more than one type of hidden weapon in this!" After merging the weapons, Feng took the bow-shaped protective gear to his left hand again, and looked at Yan Mo with a bloodthirsty expression.

"Let the horses come! I'm going to kill you today! (To be continued......)

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