Chapter 48: Fraudulent

Doctor Mo gently fell to where Han Li was originally standing. Without a slight pause, he turned his body like a ghost and turned his face towards him. The original arrogant look on his face had completely faded away, leaving only a face of wood, but a trace of undetectable strangeness appeared in his eyes.

At this time, Han Li's situation was not very good. He kept gasping for breath, his face was a little pale, a hint of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and an abnormal flush appeared on his cheeks.

All of this shows 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 skills again next time.

After taking a deep breath, Han Li asked his body to relax as much as possible to reduce the heavy load on the muscles of the use of "Luo Yanbu" just now. Now he can only seize every opportunity to restore his strength. Fortunately, in the next round of struggle, there is more hope of winning.

Han Li looked down again, and his left hand was still trembling slightly. His hand was completely paralyzed. He still had no sense of consciousness and could not lift the sword anymore. It seemed that the left-hand sword he had deliberately practiced was temporarily destroyed and could only fight with his remaining right hand.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly. Now that he has lost most of his physical strength, he can no longer use the mysterious "Luoyan Step". What's worse is that he can only fight with one hand. This is really a bad situation. It seems that he can only use the last move of the secret.

Han Li looked at the sun outside the house and estimated that it was almost the same, which was suitable for this move.

He glanced at the dagger inserted on the wall again. It seemed that this weapon had no chance to be retrieved, and the other party would not let him draw the dagger back in a big way.

Han Li pondered for a moment and took out another weapon from his arms. This was also a half-foot-long sheathed short sword. Because the size was too short, it was more appropriate to say that it was a dagger than a dagger. After pulling out the sword, it looked much wider and thicker than an ordinary dagger, and it looked extremely bright and sharp.

Han Li still put the scabbard aside, changed to a sword in his right hand, stretched out his arm, pointed the tip of the sword at the opponent, and made an attacking position.

Doctor Mo saw all this, but he did not rush forward to attack. He raised his hands behind his back, his expression suddenly became kind, and he persuaded in a gentle voice:

"Han Li, you dodged over and over again, which was indeed beyond my expectations. But do you think you can still be as lucky as the last time and escape from my palm again? The footwork you used just now is magical and good, but it seems that there are quite a limitation. Just from the physical strength, you can't support you to perform it smoothly. It's better to surrender obediently! You should see that I don't mean to hurt you seriously. If you obey my words, it may not be as bad as you imagined."

Doctor Mo's attitude changed drastically, which made Han Li get goosebumps all over. The other party pretended to be a teacher, and was cruel and ruthless. Now he was polite and persuaded him to wait for death. Han Li really didn't know what to say. He really thought he would be dizzy at this time and could be a big fool of such a bloody spitting head?

However, the other party's words actually made him feel a little more confident. If he hadn't been afraid of him, how could he use such childish means to deceive him?

Han Li thought about these things in an instant. He sighed and shook his head gently. Without saying a word, he only gestured at the other party with the dagger in his hand a few times, and then expressed all the meaning.

The blue veins on Doctor Mo's forehead jumped a few times. Seeing that Han Li ignored his persuasion and instead used the weapons in his hand to provoke him, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"I don't know what's wrong!"

He suddenly took a big step forward and then said hard: "It's so close to the world."

Then suddenly, he came to a place that was only a few steps away from Han Li, as if he could shrink the ground, which was amazing.

Han Li seemed to be frightened, with a look of panic on his face, and hurriedly took two steps back, and set a distance from the other party before he crossed the short sword in front of him, dancing into a small piece of cold light, blocking Dr. Mo's way, and seemed to have completely forgotten the hardship he suffered in the last fight.

Doctor Mo sneered secretly, naturally he would not kindly remind his opponent. He split his palms and attacked Korea and Han Li, who were divided into two groups, and ignored Han Gang.

Seeing that the two silver hands were about to snatch into the sword light, a chuckle suddenly came from the opposite side. The laughter was so refreshing that it seemed that the hunter smiled with all his complacent smile when he saw his prey stepping into a trap.

Doctor Mo's heart was shocked, and he slowed down his castration without realizing it. His body was a little dull, but then he heard a cold word:

"You are really fooled now. Look at the dagger in my hand!"

Hearing the voice, Doctor Mo couldn't help but look at the dagger. He saw that the other party had stopped dancing in his hands at some point and took a strange posture. His upper body leaned back slightly, his dagger held with one hand was placed flat on his waist, and his lower body was a tense lunge that was about to break out, and he looked like a strange look of pulling a bow and shooting archery.

The short sword mentioned in the words was not abnormal except for some green light, which surprised Doctor Mo a little. Could it be that the other party was posing in such a strange posture and deceived him, and he wanted to disturb his mind and take advantage of it?

Thinking of this, Doctor Mo felt a little funny, and he couldn't help but want to laugh at the other party, but suddenly saw Han Li rushing forward, as if he was shot out by a strong bow, turning into a sharp arrow and ejected from the opposite side. The speed of his coming made Doctor Mo change his color.

Doctor Mo hurriedly closed his separate hands in the middle, intending to clamp the opponent's blade with his palm, but saw the short sword on the opposite side swaying gently, turning into more than a dozen sharp blades of the same shape, piercing straight from different directions, which are difficult to tell whether it is true or false.

Doctor Mo snorted, and Han Li's evaluation was lowered a little further. Isn't it a tempting death to use such flashy moves in front of a master like him? He could see the location of the real sword blade at a glance.

So he widened his eyes and identified the origin of the real sword. At the same time, his hands remained unchanged, but instead accelerated the castration point, trying to smash the sharp blade with one move, so that the opponent could only surrender empty-handed.
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