Doctor Mo gently landed on the place where Han Li was standing, without the slightest pause, he turned around like a ghost, and turned his face to him again. The original arrogance on his face had completely faded away, leaving only a His face was dull, but there was an imperceptible strangeness in his eyes.
At this time, Han Li's condition was not very good either. He kept panting heavily, his face was a little pale, cold sweat leaked from his forehead, and there was an abnormal blush on his cheek.
All these have already shown that Han Li's life-saving method just now has overdrawn most of his physical strength, and it is very likely that he will not be able to use the same technique next time.
Taking a deep breath, Han Li let his body relax as much as possible to reduce the heavy load on his muscles caused by the use of "Luo Yanbu" just now. Now he can only seize every opportunity to let himself recover some physical strength. Fortunately, the next round In a fight, there is more hope of winning.
Han Li looked down again. His left hand was still trembling slightly. This hand was completely paralyzed. He still has no feeling. He couldn't lift the sword at all. It seems that the left hand sword he practiced hard on purpose has been abolished for the time being. , can only use the remaining right hand to fight.
Thinking of this, he smiled wryly in his heart. Now that he has lost most of his physical strength, he can no longer use the mysterious "Luoyan Step". What's worse, he can only fight with one hand. This is really bad and can't be worse Situation, it seems that there is only the last resort to use the secret treasure.
Han Li looked at the sun outside the house, estimated it, and felt that the time was about the same, and it was suitable to use this move.
He glanced at the short sword stuck on the wall again. It seemed that this weapon had no chance to be retrieved, and the other party would not let him pull out the short sword in a big way.
Han Li pondered for a while, and took out another weapon from his arms. This was also a half-foot-long dagger with a sheath. Because the size was too short, it would be more appropriate to call it a dagger rather than a dagger. Behind the scabbard, it looks much wider and thicker than ordinary daggers, and it is also extremely bright and sharp.
Han Li threw the scabbard aside, replaced it with the sword in his right hand, stretched out his arms, pointed the tip of the sword at the opponent obliquely, and assumed an offensive posture.
Doctor Mo saw all this, but he didn't rush forward to attack. He put his hands behind his back, his expression suddenly became kind, and he persuaded in a gentle voice: "Han Li, you should hide again and again. It was indeed beyond my expectation, but do you think you can still be as lucky as last time, and escape from my grasp again? The footwork you used just now is amazing, but it doesn’t look right. Small restrictions, just in terms of physical strength, can't support you to perform smoothly. You should surrender obediently! You should be able to see that I don't mean to seriously hurt you. Obedience to my words may not be as good as you imagined. Oops."
Doctor Mo's attitude changed like a chameleon, which made Han Li get goosebumps all over his body. The other party pretended to be a kind teacher for a while, and was ruthless for a while. At this time, I will feel dizzy, can I be fooled by this bloody sprinkler
However, the other party's words made him more confident. If he hadn't been afraid of him, how could he use such childish means to deceive him.
Han Li thought all these things thoroughly in an instant. He sighed, shook his head lightly, and without saying a word, he only made a few gestures with the short sword in his hand to explain everything. .
The veins on Dr. Mo's forehead jumped a few times. Seeing that Han Li ignored his persuasion and provoked him with the weapon in his hand, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
"I don't know what's good or bad!" He suddenly took a big step forward, and then spat out fiercely: "It's so far away."
Then all of a sudden, the whole person came to a place only a few steps away from Han Li, as if he could shrink the ground, which made people amazed.
Han Li seemed to be quite frightened too. With a look of panic on his face, he hastily stepped back two steps and put some distance away from the opponent. Then he put the dagger in front of him and danced into a small piece of cold light, blocking Doctor Mo's eyes. It seems that they have completely forgotten the hardships they suffered during the last fight.
Doctor Mo sneered to himself. Naturally, he would not remind his opponent kindly. He split his palms and divided his troops into two directions to attack Han Li, turning a blind eye to Han Mang.
Seeing that the two silver hands were about to snatch into the sword light, a chuckle suddenly came from the opposite side. This laughter was hearty and hearty, like the triumphant smile of a hunter when he sees his prey stepping into the trap.
Doctor Mo's heart trembled, he slowed down unconsciously, and his body was a bit sluggish, but then he heard a cold sentence: "You are the one who has really been fooled, look at my hands dagger!"
Hearing the voice, Doctor Mo involuntarily looked at the dagger, only to see that the other party had stopped dancing his hands at some point, and assumed a strange posture, with his upper body leaning back slightly, holding the dagger flat with one hand. Putting it on the waist, the lower body is in a tense lunge that is about to explode, and the whole person has a strange look of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.
As for the dagger mentioned in the words, there was nothing abnormal except for some glints of blue light, which made Dr. Mo a little surprised. Could it be that the other party put on such a strange posture, coupled with lying words to deceive him, just wanted to Disturb his mind so that he can take advantage of it
Thinking of this, Doctor Mo felt a little funny, and couldn't help but want to open his mouth to laugh at the other party, but suddenly saw Han Li charge forward, as if shot by a strong bow, turned into a sharp arrow, and shot from the opposite side. The momentum was so fast that Doctor Mo couldn't help but change his color.
Doctor Mo hastily put his separated hands together in the middle, intending to clamp the opponent's sword blade with his palms, but saw the dagger on the opposite side swaying lightly, transforming into more than a dozen sharp blades with similar shapes. He stabbed straight at him.
Doctor Mo snorted, and Han Li's evaluation was a little lower in his heart. In front of a master like him, using such flashy moves, isn't that courting death? He could see where the real blade was at a glance.
So he widened his eyes and saw where the real sword came from. At the same time, the moves of both hands remained the same, but sped up a bit, trying to smash the sharp blade with one move, so that the opponent could only catch him empty-handed.