Li Yushuang waved the long sword in his hand, and the fierce wind whistled and slashed straight towards Han Mo.

Han Mo gritted his teeth and did his best to mobilize his aura and swing his sword to meet the enemy.

"Sonorous!"

The spirit treasure in Han Mo's hand and the long sword in Li Yushuang's hand collided, making a crisp resonant sound, and a huge backlash swept through Han Mo's body.

Han Mo stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

Before he could stand firm, Li Yushuang had already deceived himself and stepped forward, and slapped a palm towards Han Mo's chest.

Han Mo's body had already been hit hard at this time, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.

His eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and his whole heart rose to his throat.

At the last moment, Li Yushuang's palm was less than an inch away from Han Mo's chest.

"It's dangerous!" Han Mo broke out in a cold sweat.

If it was half a second at night, I'm afraid he would have to report to Lord Yama now.

"Little one, you're pretty slippery." Li Yushuang squinted her eyes, sneered, and said, "But do you think you can escape this way?" It's just wishful thinking! ”

When the words fell, Li Yushuang raised her leg and kicked Han Mo hard.

With a "bang", Han Mo shot out like a cannonball.

"Bang!" There was another muffled thud.

"Click......"

The force of this kick was too strong, and Han Mo's ribs suddenly shattered, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced.

Han Mo's face was distorted in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell down his forehead.

"Ahem...... "Ahem" Han Mo gasped violently, coughing while staring at Li Yushuang with a hateful gaze, "Despicable and shameless thing!" ”

"Despicable? This is the peak of the middle stage of the primordial infant, will it play intrigue with you? Li Yushuang said mockingly.

After speaking, a cruel smile appeared in his eyes: "Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then I don't need to be polite!" ”

When the words fell, Li Yushuang rushed towards Han Mo.

He pinched his hands together, and his fingers were mixed with pale blue spiritual power.

Li Yushuang pressed down with his right hand.

Immediately, a blue flame leaped out of his fingertips.

Under Li Yushuang's control, this blue flame turned into a net of fire and fell towards Han Moshu.

The fire net fell, and the blazing temperature instantly enveloped Han Mo inside.

"Crackle! Crackling! ”

The blue flames burned wildly around Han Mo, making an explosive sound.

In a moment, Han Mo's aura protection exploded, and the whole person was about to fall, and at the same time, he coughed up blood heavily, which looked particularly terrifying.

Li Yushuang showed a cruel smile on his face: "Hehe, Han Daoyou, suffer death!" ”

After speaking, Li Yushuang waved his palm again.

"Whew!"

The blue fire net that originally enveloped Han Mo suddenly turned into dozens of sharp arrows and attacked Han Mo.

Every sharp arrow carries a sharp aura fluctuation.

Dozens of sharp arrows blocked almost all of Han Mo's dodge paths, and there was no way to avoid them.

Seeing that dozens of sharp arrows were about to pierce into Han Mo's body, the injuries on his body were even more serious.

Han Mo clenched his teeth and clutched the stone sword, desperately resisting the attack of the sharp arrow.

However, after all, he was only a cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and he didn't have any decent defensive magic weapons at all, so he couldn't withstand such a dense attack at all.

"Poof!"

A hole suddenly opened in Han Mo's shoulder.

He looked down and saw a sharp arrow plunged into his flesh, blood pouring from it.

"Hiss......"

Han Mo was in great pain and gasped.

Then, he gritted his teeth and persevered, continuing to fight back.

"Hehe, it's just a dying struggle!" Li Yushuang saw that Han Mo was still resisting, and sneered contemptuously.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Ding......!"

Although Han Mo's counterattack was fierce, it was to no avail after all.

Before Han Mo's attack touched Li Yushuang, he was beaten to the ground first.

"Han Daoyou, your strength is not even enough to see? This seat wonders if you are a primordial infant monk? ”

Li Yushuang squatted down, stretched out her left hand and pinched Han Mo's neck, looking at him condescendingly, her tone was full of banter and sarcasm.

Han Mo was grabbed by Li Yushuang's neck, only to feel that the feeling of suffocation was getting stronger and stronger, and his eyes gradually became foggy.

I don't know how long it took, the scene in Han Mo's eyes suddenly disappeared and he fell into a coma.

……

"Wake up!"

Han Mo's ears moved slightly, as if he heard someone calling him.

He slowly opened his heavy eyelids.

In the eye is a young man in white clothes and elegant.

This person was the sword spirit predecessor he had encountered in the stone sword before.

"Sword Spirit Senior?" Han Mo was horrified in his heart, he was obviously fighting with Li Yushuang just now, how could he appear here at this time?

"I—Am I dead?" Han Mo then asked.

"Yes and no." The sword spirit senior shook his head like a riddler.

Suddenly, Han Mo seemed to think of something, and hurriedly pleaded: "Sword Spirit senior, the junior has encountered a strong enemy, please help one or two." ”

The Sword Spirit Senior looked at him with a smile.

Looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to have the intention of agreeing.

"Sword Spirit Senior...... The younger generation begs you, save the younger generation, the younger generation is willing to be a cow and a horse for the seniors, and let the seniors drive. Han Mo said again.

The Sword Spirit Senior still shook his head.

Seeing his expression, Han Mo's heart sank.

He asked tentatively, "Sword Spirit senior, do you have any conditions?" ”

The Sword Spirit Senior didn't speak, just looked at Han Mo quietly.

Han Mo was frightened by his eyes.

He hesitated, and then boldly asked, "Are the seniors interested in the souls of the juniors?" ”

"You're so smart." The Sword Spirit Senior nodded appreciatively, and then said, "Your soul is extremely strong, far beyond ordinary people. If this seat takes away your soul, it may be able to regain three-tenths of its former strength, or even higher. ”

Hearing the words of the Sword Spirit senior, Han Mo's face changed sharply.

Take away the souls of others!

This sword spirit senior is too rampant and domineering!

He wants to take away his soul!

Han Mo was furious in his heart.

However, Han Mo endured it.

What he couldn't figure out was that the predecessor of the sword spirit was just a manifestation of the divine consciousness of this spirit gem sword, so why did he want to seize his soul?

It doesn't make sense!

Could it be that there is some secret in it?!

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, let his anger press down on his heart, and said calmly: "Senior, you are just the illusion of this stone sword spiritual sense, how can you need to take the soul of the junior?" ”

Hearing this, the sword spirit smiled lightly: "Hehe, the spirit beast can also transform into a human form after reaching a certain level of cultivation, why can't I?" It can only give me enough soul power, and I can also transform into a real human form in the body of a stone sword and travel in the human world. ”

"You don't really think that I'm willing to be a spiritual treasure and let others drive me, do you?"

At the end of speaking, the sword spirit raised his eyebrows, revealing a meaningful smile.

After hearing Sword Spirit's answer, Han Mo frowned slightly, and instantly found a turning point from the other party's words.

"Seniors, the juniors are cultivating soul tricks, and they can absorb the soul power of the dead monks, as long as the seniors are willing to help the juniors, and not at the expense of the juniors' souls, the juniors are willing to pay tribute to a certain amount of soul power every once in a while to help the seniors and transform into a human form."

Han Mo said with a resolute gaze.

"Soul Formula?!"

After hearing these two keywords, Sword Spirit's face was cloudy, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"How do I know if you're lying to me, or if you don't know the soul trick at all?" After being stunned for a moment, Sword Spirit frowned.

After hearing this, Han Mo didn't say a word, grabbed it with both palms, and two soul flames, one black and one white, appeared in his palms.

With a flick of Han Mo's wrist, the two soul flames that blended black and white flew towards the air, and immediately spread out in the air, turning into two huge whirlpools of black and white.

The black and white whirlpool contains a terrifying destructive power, as if it can devour all living things.

"This ...... What is this! Sword Spirit's eyes widened.

Seeing this, Han Mo was overjoyed, and hurriedly said to the sword spirit: "This is an extremely good and extremely evil soul, which is specially used to obtain and devour the power of the soul. ”

After hearing this, the pupils of the sword spirit suddenly shrank.

There was a hint of greed in his eyes.

But soon, he hid the desire in his eyes.

"It seems that you did not deceive this seat. Well, I'll help you this time, and you close your eyes. After confirming that Han Mo really had some strength, the sword spirit believed it.

"Yes, Sword Spirit Senpai."

Han Mo did as he was told.

In the next second, the sword spirit's soul actually leaned over his body.

Then his eyes flickered, and he reappeared in the real world.

And the two of them had been talking for so long just now, and the time and space outside had only passed for a moment.

Looking at Han Mo, who opened his eyes suddenly, Li Yushuang was shocked, and immediately looked at him vigilantly.

At that moment just now, he found that the temperament of the person in front of him had changed.

At this moment, Han Mo's body was filled with a cold and piercing killing aura, like a god of death from hell.

In the next second, Han Mo, who was possessed by the sword spirit, was caught off guard, and slammed a palm and hit Li Yushuang's shoulder.

The power of this palm is extremely great, and it is not at all like the power that a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant should have.

"Bang!"

With a palm, Li Yushuang actually retreated dozens of steps before he could barely gain a foothold.

"Who are you?" After feeling that Han Mo's entire temperament and strength had undergone tremendous changes, he stared at Han Mo vigilantly and asked in a low voice.

Han Mo looked at Li Yushuang with cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined an evil and cruel arc: "I am the Han Mo you just said." ”

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and his nipples appeared in front of Li Yushuang like a ghost.

Then his right fist clenched, and he hit Li Yushuang with a straight punch.

Li Yushuang's reaction speed was very fast, and he quickly raised his hand to block Han Mo's straight punch.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Han Mo's fist landed on Li Yushuang's arm, and he was beaten backwards again and again.

"It can't be!" A thick look of horror appeared on Li Yushuang's face.

As a mid-Yuan Infant monk, how can the depth of aura and inner depth be comparable to that of ordinary early-Yuan Infant monks?

But the other party was able to break his attack with just his physical body, which was simply unbelievable and beyond common sense, so much so that he felt like he was dreaming!