Chapter 1205 Our Things
Perhaps it is a coastal city. Although it is summer, the wind blowing over is still a little chilly.
This night is destined to be more bleak. Although there are still many people coming and going in the hotel opposite the parking lot, they seem to be invisible in Tian Mo's eyes.
He only stared at the grassland man from beginning to end.
The grassland man is 1.85 meters tall. His clothes cover his muscles, but they can't cover his murderous aura.
When he felt Tian Mo staring at him, he took a step forward and said, "Take out the Blood and Tear Stone Bead. This is not yours. Don't force it to stay."
Tian Mo did not respond directly, but looked at the other party coldly: "Who are you?"
"My name is Hu Jianfeng. I am here to take away the Blood and Tear Stone Bead. This belongs to my ancestor."
The grassland man's tone remained calm: "I don't want to hurt anyone, so you can leave it."
Tian Mo responded coldly: "There is only one person who can let me leave it, but unfortunately that person is not you."
The grassland man's voice sank: "Don't drink a toast and drink a penalty?"
At this moment, the knife light whistled up from the side that Tian Mo least expected, and two men in black emerged from behind two cars without any signs.
Raising his hand and swinging the knife, the timing was just right.
Tian Mo didn't even have time to see the other person's face clearly, and saw a sharp chop falling on his chest.
"Puff!"
In the shadowy light, the two knives flashed with a bloodthirsty breath.
Tian Mo supported himself on the hood of a car with one hand, and turned over two knives in a posture that ordinary people could hardly imagine, and then swept the chins of the two men fiercely.
"Bang!"
The two men in black fell to the ground with a muffled groan, and their teeth fell and blood gushed out.
Tian Mo felt the bloodthirsty pleasure again, and he felt a sincere appreciation when he heard the scream full of unwillingness and despair.
The two attackers were also very strong. They turned over within two seconds of falling to the ground, and the two knife lights crossed and slashed at Tian Mo's neck again.
"Huh!"
Tian Mo, who had already stood firm, took half a step forward. When the two knives were only three inches away from his body, Tian Mo was broken in the middle like a willow branch by the wind.
His whole body fell backwards in an extremely strange way, and then he drew a semicircle with his heels as the axis.
A moment later, the whole person floated behind him like a gust of wind, and slapped the backs of the two men with his palms.
It seemed to be a simple action, but Tian Mo used it very skillfully.
"Bang Bang!"
The two men were hit on the back by Tian Mo like a meteor, and they felt sore, numb, and weak.
Before they could turn around, Tian Mo pounced on them like a cheetah, and his left foot stepped through the void and hit their chests.
"Bang Bang!"
The two black-clothed masters were kicked out and dragged on the ground for several meters before they stopped rolling.
"Swoosh!"
When the two men fell to the ground and lost their fighting power, Tian Mo suddenly killed them with a sharp weapon breaking through the air without warning.
Too fast! Too fast!
Although Tian Mo injured the two black-clothed men, he kept his attention on Hu Jianfeng, but he still felt that he underestimated the opponent's strength.
When Tian Mo smelled the murderous aura behind him, a sharp light appeared behind him like lightning.
This process was as fast as a meteor. This grassland man is really strong!
An idea flashed through Tian Mo's mind, but he did not look back, but rushed forward.
After pulling away from the sharp edge that was about to take his life, Tian Mo drew out his black knife and slashed back.
"Huh!"
The grassland man also felt that he seemed to have encountered a monster.
After a full-strength attack, anyone needs to adjust and recover their breath for a short time before they can make the next attack or defense again.
Even a martial arts master can only shorten the adjustment time, and he took advantage of the gap after Tian Mo's full-strength attack.
What Hu Jianfeng never expected was that Tian Mo didn't seem to need to adjust and recover his breath. After rushing forward to avoid the attack, he could actually counterattack with his knife.
A knife flower, like a whistling white dragon of light, before the knife light was gone, Tian Mo jumped up and slashed at him in mid-air.
The knife light was like a silk thread.
In the dazzling and bright knife light, Hu Jianfeng not only saw his thunder attack shattered and exploded in the knife light, but also saw Tian Mo flying over.
Tian Mo's expression was full of murderous intent, and he had to do his best to block it.
"Dang!"
The sound of metal collision rang out, and both of them stepped back a few steps.
Tian Mo turned around and stood with his sword. Not far away, the grassland man's chest was heaving.
Admiration and provocation flashed in the eyes of the two!
Suddenly Jian Feng drew a circle with his right hand. When Tian Mo's eyes were phosphorescent, he let out a low roar, and then quickened his pace to pounce on Tian Mo.
He looked very strange when he ran. His body was low, and his limbs were all used and swift as the wind, like a giant wolf running in the wild.
The scimitar flashing with cold light was his fierce fangs.
Tian Mo's mouth twitched twice, and then he rushed towards the other side with a black knife.
As the two approached, the dust on the ground flew, and the two soon fought fiercely.
"Dang!"
"Dang!"
"Dangdangdang!"
The fight between the two made the parking lot sound, the sharp tip and the lightning of the knife crisscrossed, and dazzling sparks burst from time to time.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, Jian Feng growled like a wolf, each growl adding to his fighting spirit and strength.
At the same time, his right arm danced like autumn leaves in the wind.
He was the first warrior in the Mongolian area. He had his own dignity and his own splendor. He would never lose to the boy in front of him.
Tian Mo also had a fiery face and blocked all the killing moves. He didn't expect to meet such a master. He underestimated him.
"Dangdangdang!"
The movements of both sides were getting faster and faster, so fast that their figures were hard to distinguish.
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, the weapons of both sides collided violently. Tian Mo retreated backwards repeatedly, with three bloody scars on his body.
And Hu Jianfeng also rolled more than ten steps away in a very embarrassed manner. His chest was indescribably unbearable, his face flushed red, and blood was about to spurt out at any time.
"Kill!"
Tian Mo held the black knife with both hands and rushed towards the opponent again. Hu Jianfeng roared and rushed over with a knife!
The two sides collided again in the most primitive way to decide the winner.
"Bang!"
When Tian Mo used 80% of his strength to chop the scimitar, Hu Jianfeng's whole body shook and his arms softened, and the scimitar snapped and broke into two pieces.
He no longer had the strength to resist Tian Mo's second knife. His eyes were painful and desperate, waiting for Tian Mo to chop him in half.
"Swoosh!"
At this time, Tian Mo's black knife had cut off a strand of his hair, and his hair flew up with the knife's energy and danced wildly like weeds.
Just when the black knife was about to chop Hu Jianfeng's neck, Tian Mo suddenly stopped all his movements, and a streak of blood flowed down Hu Jianfeng's neck.
But it did not cause fatal damage.
"You lose!"
Tian Mo glanced at a pattern on Hu Jianfeng's left hand, retracted his murderous intent and squeezed out a sentence: "Let's go."
Hu Jianfeng's face flickered under the shaking knife light, and he looked at Tian Mo in surprise: What on earth is this kid playing?
Let him go like this?
But he didn't ask any more questions, threw away the broken knife in his hand and turned to walk into the night, but his faint voice still came from the night sky:
"I lost, if you don't kill me, I owe you a favor."
"But I must take the Blood and Tear Stone Bead!"
"This belongs to us!"