"Oh? Are you going to use a hidden weapon, then I'm welcome! Yan Mo whispered in a low voice, his fingers secretly smearing the poison gas switch on the dagger that had never been touched.

"Look carefully!" The wind shouted, and the sharp and tricky attack of the bow weapon began to attack Yan Mo, and the first thing to be attacked was the hole in Yan Mo's protective gear.

Yan Mo fought back, but the short dagger could only protect the position in front of him, and he had no choice but to fall into the process of being suppressed again, just as Yan Mo kicked away the right hand of the wind holding the weapon, and quickly retreated a few steps, the tip of the bow-shaped weapon blade of the wind was already aimed at him.

"First gear! Hair pins! Feng smiled proudly, and at the same time clenched the grip of the weapon with both hands, the tip of the weapon opened a gap of less than three millimeters, and spit out a white thread that was thinner than a hair, and hit Yan Mo's protective gear with great speed, making Yan Mo unsuspecting.

The blow succeeded, the wind did not continue to attack, but widened the distance between him and Yan Mo, as if adjusting the mechanism button, and changed the way he held the weapon with both hands, and then swaggered towards Yan Mo.

"Carving insect skills!" Yan Mo realized the abnormality of the hair needle at the moment when it was contaminated with the protective gear, and also ripped off the outermost protective gear at the first time and threw it forward, and when he saw that the wind was ready to attack himself again, Yan Mo was even more indifferent, and his fingers were more firmly parked at the position of the dagger, just waiting for the wind to be close to his side to activate the button.

"What is this?" Just when Yan Mo thought that Feng's next attack was still long-range hidden weapon damage, Feng did the opposite. Swinging the weapon in front of Yan Mo's body, with a few light strokes, Yan Mo felt that the armor in front of him was broken apart, and there was no longer the original strong defense, and Mo himself was also scratched on his left arm by the blade of the weapon under the attack of the wind.

"Your weapon!?" Yan Mo stared at the wind's bow weapon fiercely, and unknowingly being fooled made Yan Mo very indignant, he didn't expect the wind to be so tricky, and he made the protective gear on Yan Mo's body scrapped with a single move.

"Yes, I've studied the structure of your protective gear for a long time, and the damage on the protective gear was the focus of my breakthrough before. Now all that remains is the unbroken mask, and you and I have almost the same defenses. But I have my strengths! As soon as he said confidently, the wind swung the weapon, and the bow weapon aimed at Yan Mo again, and this time there was indeed a hidden weapon again. But it's a hidden weapon like a snowflake. Each one is silvery with a hint of green. At a glance, you can tell that the hidden weapon is fed with poison.

Half squatting, let the fluttering hidden weapon fly behind him, Yan Mo had to let the dagger detach. Interrupt the wind's attack on himself with an elongated dagger.

The dagger shot out and was taken back by Yan Mo, the wind also stopped attacking him, looked at Yan Mo calmly, and looked at a few pieces of protective gear abandoned by Yan Mo around Yan Mo, Yan Mo didn't notice that the white hair needles stained on the original protective gear had disappeared at this time.

A drop of blood fell down the tip of Yan Mo's left finger and splashed on the ground, and within a few seconds, the originally bright red blood bead was covered with a unique layer of mist, and gradually the mist covered the blood droplet, and when the mist dissipated, the blood bead in the original position seemed to have never been lowered, and the slight traces were not left in layers.

The sudden pain made Yan Mo hurriedly raise his left arm, and the dense mist made him unable to see what happened to his wound, but the heart-devouring pain made him clear that he had fallen into the trap of the wind, and after quickly leaving the land of right and wrong, Yan Mo finally saw his injury clearly, which was like dead muscle, losing its vivid color, and even the blood was dark and slightly light green.

"Despicable!" Yan Mo squinted his eyes and put the dagger on his wound, Yan Mo calmly used the dagger to remove the unconscious dead muscles, until he saw bright red blood flowing out, then he hung his arm safely, and his right hand was slowly attached to his chest, waiting for the wind to fight in close quarters.

Sure enough, Yan Mo's conjecture was correct, and after seeing that he was injured, Feng also gave up the way of attacking Yan Mo with a hidden weapon, and began to treat the enemy in front of him in the most primitive and crazy way with only his right arm to move.

Yan Mo's left hand leaned on two fingers and tightly clamped a corner of his pants, under the attack of the wind like a shower, Yan Mo's right hand had lost its advantage, and the dagger had almost been picked open by the wind several times, and the lower abdomen and legs were also filled with a few gorgeous wounds because of the lack of dodge, and the sweat beads on Yan Mo's forehead fell and slipped down his eyes to his chin, interfering with Yan Mo's vision.

"Give it up!" Finally, Feng found a gap in Yan Mo, and the armpit of his left arm became Yan Mo's fatal point, and Feng also stabbed out his bow weapon at that moment.

The blood finally flowed and sprayed, but the stunned expression appeared on the wind's face, Yan Mo's left arm was the wind's weapon, and Yan Mo's dagger pierced into the wind's lower abdomen.

A thin gray mist floated from the wind's lower abdomen, and the spasmodic pain made the wind fall to the ground crookedly, but the wind who wanted to cover his mouth and nose ignored it, and he foamed at the mouth without waiting for his hand to cover his mouth and nose and tried to get up with difficulty.

Beside him, Yan Mo's condition was not optimistic, the gray mist did not stay long in Yan Mo's wound, and Yan Mo's body also had a slight twitch, but Yu Mo was strong and stood all the time, looking at the wind that fell to the ground smugly.

"I didn't expect it, although your toxin contains the component of slow paralysis, but I have relied on the stimulation of pain to restore a little mobility to the nerve in my left arm, the reason why I will expose the gap for you to attack my left lower abdomen, in order to plan a mechanism on my dagger that has never been activated, you don't want to solve this toxin, the position of the dagger will make your body's toxins permeate the whole body, you also inhale the toxin, it will paralyze your respiratory system, and it won't be long before you feel cold hands and feet, and your breathing is weak, The end result is that you are dead! ”

Yan Mo said weakly, because he has little contact with toxins, but not inhaling toxins is Yan Mo's greatest luck.

"Without me, you just wait to die here, here, in, bar、、、、、、" weakly, the mouth of the wind began to breathe heavily, and then his hands were stuck in his neck, the pain of suffocation made his face hideous, and his feet were also kicked back and forth weakly, gradually, gradually his feet stretched, his body stretched, and he died like relief.

"Mo. Did it work? Xiaokong listened to Yan Mo's gasping for breath, and the poisoning symptoms in his body began to destroy Yan Mo's body.

"Well, wait for me for a while, I'm so tired, I'll sleep for a while!" After Yan Mo said weakly to Xiaokong, he raised his head and fell to the ground weakly, falling asleep in a daze. (To be continued......)

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