didn't think too much, now it was a life-and-death battle, Liu Mo mentioned the "oath" and stormed it.

The steel sword and the scimitar collided continuously, emitting bursts of steel symphony.

"I see that what you are using is completely the sword skills of the Xuanhua Palace?" Amon asked with some excitement, "Are you from the Flower Palace?" ”

"It's not!"

After suffering just now, Liu Mo no longer fought with him, but changed to fight with him in a fighting way.

It is very unwise to engage in hand-to-hand combat with such a powerful tactic, surrounded by their own people, and the battle between the strong is easy to be injured by mistake, so Liu Mo hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way, don't get close!" ”

"Don't want to admit it? That's the traitor of the Guanhua Palace! Yameng said, "You are Tang Qingfeng's disciple?" ”

Tang Qingfeng...

He did teach me martial arts for a while, and he can be regarded as my master.

Seeing Liu Mo's expression, Yameng had confirmed that Liu Mo was Tang Qingfeng's disciple.

While speaking, the two of them invariably stopped, although the fight just now was fierce, everyone was just testing each other's strength.

"This scar is due to your master!" Amon pointed to the scar on his face, "You're his apprentice, it's good, it's very good!" ”

Liu Mo noticed that Yamon's eyes were full of excitement when he looked at him.

And as they spoke, the battle around them was over, and except for the camel rider who called himself Amun, the rest of the enemies were either killed or fell to their knees and surrendered with their hands raised.

After all, the opponent is completely outnumbered by his own side, and he is also ambushed.

"I think you've already lost, surrender, spare you from dying!" Liu Mo looked around and persuaded.

"Are you kidding me? There is only Amon who died in battle in this world, and there are no dogs who surrendered! ”

Although he was in a desperate situation, the Amon in front of him did not show the slightest fear.

Not only that, Liu Mo also saw endless excitement in his eyes.

Liang Ding once said that he wanted to be a warrior of Amun, a natural militant.

Since childhood, he has been instilled with the idea that fighting is his life, and the stronger the opponent, the higher their fighting spirit.

"Why don't you use the Shadow Technique?" Amon asked, "That's what your master defeated me with!" ”

The Art of Helmet? Tang Die's stunt?

"Against you, no!"

The other party identified himself as Tang Qingfeng's disciple, so he would be afraid. Liu Mocai will not be stupid enough to tell him the truth, and a random sentence can not only bypass this topic, but also provoke the other party.

"Look down on me? Chop Pieces! ”

Amon said angrily.

"Hehe, if you let me use the Shadow Technique? I will naturally use it! ”

What Shadow Technique? I'm not going to be okay at all!

Yamon gritted his teeth, then raised the scimitar in his hand and slammed it towards Liu Mo.

"Look at the move!"

Liu Mo shook it for a moment, and Yamon thought it was a secret weapon or some secret, so he subconsciously dodged.

But when the translation came, I found that nothing had happened.

...

Amon was stunned for three seconds.

"Damn crumbs, dare to lie to me, go to death!"

"Look at the move!" Liu Mo snorted again.

Amon was not "fooled", but attacked with all his might.

Liu Mo grinned, then took out the dagger from his waist and threw it vigorously.

At this point, Amon wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Impartially, in the middle of Yameng's right eye socket, blood suddenly flowed out, blocking his vision.

"! Actually use a hidden weapon! ”

"I've reminded you twice, it's you who are stupid!"

The blood affected Amon's vision, and he had to close his right eye and slam at the pain, but the bottom of his hand slowed down.

Seeing this opportunity, Liu Mo raised his sword with both hands and slashed at Yamon's neck.

Due to the obstruction of vision, the scimitar in Amon's hand did not block the "oath".

Liu Mo was immediately overjoyed.

"Die!" He roared.

However, at this moment, the first warrior of Yezi made a completely unexpected move by Liu Mo.

I saw that his neck shrank, his right shoulder shook, and he took the initiative to meet the "oath" with his shoulder!

"Stomp!" A bang.

The oath slashed into his right shoulder, blood splattering.

Although this blow seriously injured Yameng, Liu Mo felt bad. Because he saw the other party's eyes, the excited eyes full of murderous intent, and the evil smile.

"Must be killed with one hit!" Liu Mo thought secretly.

So with all his might, he tried to cut Amon's neck with a drag.

But no matter how hard Liu Mo tried, the "oath" made of pure steel only cut into a depth of less than two fingers.

At this time, Yameng shouted excitedly, "Tang Qingfeng's apprentice, it's my turn!" ”

Yamon, who was so injured, didn't even blink his brows, he just stuck the "oath" with his muscles, threw away the scimitar with his right hand like lightning, and grabbed the sword body of the oath with his five fingers and pulled it hard.

The strength came, and Liu Mo was knocked into Yamon's arms by a person with a sword.

Then, Yamon raised his left fist and struck at Liu Mo's head.

At that moment, Liu Mo had only two choices, abandon the sword or take the punch hard.

Liu Mo naturally chose the former, his head couldn't bear such an iron fist.

However, although Liu Mo abandoned the sword in time, it was not easy to avoid Yamon's punch at such a close distance.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Liu Mo remembered the martial arts he learned from Tang Qingfeng.

He lifted his right elbow and lightly bumped the protruding biceps muscle of Amon's left arm.

Yamon's punch still hit Liu Mo's head hard, making Liu Mo dizzy.

However, it was not fatal!

The strength of the arm is mainly concentrated in the biceps, and when the biceps muscles are hit, the force decreases.

Tang Qingfeng, as the top assassin in this continent, is not only proficient in martial arts, but also assassination skills. He is also well versed in all other aspects of knowledge.

He once told Liu Mo that if he couldn't dodge the enemy's heavy punches, he could attack the opponent's biceps to reduce the opponent's strength.

It worked.

At that moment, the power of Yamon's heavy punch was greatly reduced, and he only exerted less than thirty percent of his strength.

Although Liu Mo's head hurt badly, it did not cause internal injuries.

So Liu Mo hurriedly launched a counterattack, and with a wave of his left fist, he hit Yameng's right rib hard.

However, Amon deserves to be the first warrior of Yezi.

Relying on his thick-skinned body, he resisted the blow stubbornly.

"Bang!"

On the other hand, Liu Mo only felt that this punch was like hitting a stone padded with leather, soft and hard, so that Yameng didn't even shake his body.

"It's ridiculously strong!"

Just when Liu Mo sighed, Yamon's fists kept swinging and blasting into Liu Mo's whole body.

Concocted in the same way, Liu Mo once again used the methods taught by Tang Qingfeng to resolve them one by one, and constantly launched counterattacks one punch after another.

"You... It's really funny, you dare to fight me like this! ”

Yamon is very appreciative of Liu Mo's way of fighting, and at the same time, he is becoming more and more courageous!

So, the two of them just punched you and I punched, fighting with the inferior fighting skills of elementary school students!

From an outsider's point of view, the two of them are not martial arts, but who is more durable!

After more than forty rounds of bombardment, Yamon's punches became slower and slower, and each punch seemed to take a lot of effort, after staggering the final punch.

He wanted to get drunk, shook his strong body, and then collapsed.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on..."

"My master's fame stunt..."Liu Mo told him, "the power of knowledge!" ”