Mo Hansheng's knees bent slightly, and he lowered his body, forming a vigilant and defensive posture.

He knew that the one-eyed man was about to activate the method of disappearing into thin air in the gorge.

Sure enough, without even blinking his eyes, the one-eyed man disappeared again.

The scene suddenly became silent, only the faint sound of the wind could be heard, Mo Hansheng lowered his head and stood motionless.

Suddenly, a footprint appeared out of thin air on the snow, and Mo Hansheng's eyes lit up, and three ice picks flew out to the left.

The ice pick swooped through the air and landed on the snow, Mo Hansheng quickly retreated, and glanced down in the afterglow, only to see another heavy footprint on the snow two feet in front of him.

He shot three ice picks in front of him again, but they still passed through the air.

Mo Hansheng was startled, the one-eyed man must have jumped into the air to avoid the ice picks, and was now cutting down on his head.

He swung his knife at the top of his head, and with a thud, two streaks of blood splattered.

One came from Mo Hansheng himself, and the other seemed to appear out of thin air, and the two sides exchanged knives.

Sure enough, the man was overhead.

Mo Hansheng waved a palm with one hand, and the palm wind blew away the blood that he had splashed, and the blood droplets shot upward.

I heard a sound of surprise in mid-air, and the one-eyed man suddenly appeared, and his body swept backwards.

Mo Hansheng was willing to let him go, and in front of him was a fierce attack like a storm.

Just listening to the series of clanging sounds, the blades of the two have been handed over dozens of times.

The one-eyed man gradually had more slender wounds on his body, and he was forced to retreat again and again by Mo Hansheng's dense knife technique, stumbling left and right.

Mo Hansheng picked open the black scimitar with a knife, seized the opportunity, and stabbed him in the heart at the moment when the one-eyed man showed his flaws.

The one-eyed man's eyes were full of panic, he couldn't block this knife, and he didn't have time to avoid it, so he could only watch Mo Hansheng stab him in the chest.

The one-eyed man was so shocked that the hairs on his whole body stood up, and he hurriedly condensed all the true qi that could be called on his chest at this moment, but this was just a helpless move by him in a hurry, and it would not have much effect.

The layer of qi condensed in his chest was just used to use ordinary talisman techniques, and it was okay to avoid the wind and rain, how could he resist the edge of the magic weapon, not to mention that the person holding the sword at this time was cultivating into Mo Hansheng who was faintly above him.

Both of them knew in their hearts that the moment when the knife fell would be the moment when the one-eyed man died.

Just before this knife fell, a sudden change occurred, and the short knife in Mo Hansheng's hand made a crisp sound when it touched that layer of protective qi.

On the body of the knife, tiny cracks spread like spider webs.

The one-eyed man's scimitar is worthy of being a top-grade magic weapon, it is really sharp, and ordinary magic weapons are difficult to bear its power at all.

In the first encounter before, this knife had left a gap in Mo Hansheng's short knife, and the series of encounters just now made the blade on the verge of collapse.

The slight collision between the short knife and the layer of Gang Qi was equivalent to the last straw that crushed the camel.

The short knife shattered in response, and dozens of fine blades floated between the sight of the two, and the one-eyed man was stunned for a moment, then let out a wild laugh, and swept towards Mo Hansheng with his sword.

Mo Hansheng's body was rushing forward, and he couldn't dodge, and in a hurry, he condensed a wall of ice in front of him, and slapped it down with one palm at the same time.

The ice wall shattered, and Mo Hansheng retreated with the power of recoil, but he was still a little evasive, and was slashed in the shoulder by the black scimitar.

Before he had time to inspect the injury, Mo Hansheng quickly retreated and stood ten feet away from the one-eyed man.

"Hahahaha."

The one-eyed man laughed wildly twice, and half-knelt on the ground gasping: "It's a pity, if your knife is not broken, you may really be able to finish me with one sword." ”

Mo Hansheng looked at him coldly: "It's not too late for you to end this knife next." ”

As he spoke, a cold aura surged in his palm, condensing a crystal clear sword.

The shape of the skate blade does not resemble the previous short knife, but resembles a simple knife.

Before he practiced spells, the first time he used to hone his sword skills in the jungle was the Pu knife, which was the knife he was best at.

The one-eyed man looked at this scene with a slight gaze, and then smiled: "You think you can still be as fierce as Fang Cai, look at your own wounds." ”

Mo Hansheng looked down, there was a narrow wound from his left shoulder blade to his chest, blood kept flowing down his clothes, and there was a black flame burning faintly inside.

He also had one such stab wound on the arm, but the wound was very shallow and not serious.

The one-eyed man smiled, "The wound cut by the black crescent cannot be easily healed, and then you will lose more and more blood, and the speed will become slower and slower......"

His words stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, only to see layers of cold air coming out of the wound on Mo Hansheng's shoulder on the opposite side, and in the blink of an eye, the flame was frozen, and the wound also condensed a layer of crystal ice.

The one-eyed man's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "What kind of ice is this, which can actually freeze the black flame of the black crescent?" ”

Mo Hansheng didn't answer, he just tried to use his true qi to condense the remaining flames in the wound, and then succeeded.

The one-eyed man was shocked under strong pressure and sneered: "Even if you suppress Hei Yan temporarily, you won't be able to break my secret technique. ”

"Mystic?" Mo Hansheng looked at him and said lightly, "It is impossible for there to be such a clever concealment method below the foundation building realm, it should be that you used some kind of magic weapon to cast it, right?" ”

The one-eyed man snorted coldly, "What if you know about it? ”

Mo Hansheng analyzed: "The effect of this magic weapon is indeed powerful, not only can it hide its body, but even its voice can be concealed, so as to help you kill people invisibly." Unless it is a monk who has condensed his spiritual consciousness above the foundation realm, ordinary methods cannot be solved at all. ”

The one-eyed man was stunned and said, "Are you saying this now to ask for mercy?" It's a pity that you know that I have a strange treasure hidden on me, and this thing is related to my net worth and life, and I can't let you go no matter what. ”

Mo Hansheng ignored him, and just said to himself: "Although your magic weapon is powerful, it is not impossible to crack it. As long as it is contaminated with blood other than itself, it will automatically appear, am I right? ”

The one-eyed man said with an unnatural expression: "Yes, are you so confident?" ”

Mo Hansheng said: "Don't pretend to be calm, in fact, I have already suspected this a long time ago. When you were in the Gorge Pass, you appeared after cutting off the arm of the male disciple of Ziyun Peak, not because you were hit by Senior Brother He's attack, but because the wind blew the blood that flowed out of the broken arm onto you, and you were stained with the blood of that male disciple that caused the method of concealment to fail. This also explains why after you were besieged by the disciples of the Sunset Sect, you didn't use that method of disappearing out of thin air again, and you could only flee in the wilderness, because you had no flaws to wipe the blood stains on your body at that time. ”

The one-eyed man said, "Based on this alone, you can't guess the way to crack it. ”

"It's not that simple, of course." Mo Hansheng looked at Senior Brother He, who was half-lying motionless in the snow on the side, "It's only because you did the extra moves." ”

The one-eyed man wondered, "What move?" ”

Mo Hansheng said: "After you defeated Senior Brother He, you didn't deliberately humiliate He He by wiping the blood stains on He He's body. After the first encounter between you and me, you grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and put it in your mouth, not to quench your thirst. ”

"The only purpose of your two actions is to clean up the blood stains on your body that don't belong to you, so as to ensure that you can activate the invisible method of the magic weapon next time."

"Just now, when you jumped into the air, you were clearly slashed by me, but you still didn't show up. I have judged that your hiding method is different from the usual concealment technique, and it will be lifted unless you are attacked. I was about to direct my own blood in your direction, and the results confirmed that I had not been badly expected. And your black scimitar can be bloodless, and it is just right for this method. ”

The one-eyed man nodded, condensed his true qi between his fingers, and slashed off a bloodstained rag on the placket of his clothes: "You're right, but I won't give you another chance like this in the future." ”

Mo Hansheng analyzed: "Although your magic weapon is powerful, it is not without flaws. Even if you can hide your body and cover your voice, you can't hide the footprints on the ground, so you have to hide in the fog before casting a spell every time, not to hide your means of disappearing out of thin air, but just to use the thick fog to make your footsteps less easy to detect. ”