Chapter 46 A Sword with a Broken Cabb

Dr. Mo looked at his left hand with a little surprise, then turned his eyes to Han Li and said contemptuously:

"Interesting, it seems that you have really not been idle this year. You have practiced such a strange kung fu, but do you really think that with these three-legged cat skills, you can be my opponent?"

"It seems that I haven't touched it for a long time. It's not bad to do it in person. I'll let you do it first!"

Han Li ignored the other party's verbal blow to him. He had decided to preemptively take the lead and seize some opportunities.

The short sword in his left hand was in front of him, attracting the other party's attention, and a white paper bag quietly slid down from the right cuff and fell into the heart of his right hand. Then he raised his hand, and a large amount of white powder spilled out of the paper bag. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a thick white smoke, covering Han Li's whole body, making his body The shape became blurred, as if there was nothing, and the smoke quickly spread to the whole house, making the whole room white. Han Li also disappeared strangely in the fog.

Dr. Mo frowned. He was a little unexpected about Han Li's action, but he didn't think so in his heart. With his experience, there was a way to crack this kind of third-rate means. Just for fear of the smoke being done, he had held his breath, and with his profound skills, he didn't breathe for three or five minutes, and there was no problem at all.

"Hmm, you dare to play tricks in front of me!" Dr. Mo snorted coldly, and his right hand suddenly hit the smoke with an empty palm. The white fog in front of him seemed to be stirred by a giant stick, and immediately turned up, revealing a clear big hole.

Without seeing Han Li's figure, Dr. Mo didn't stop. He opened his bows left and right, split his palms more than a dozen times in a row, and dispelled the smoke in the room from the gate. The room returned to normal, except for Han Li.

"It's strange. This kid really has a little way of understanding. Unexpectedly, he can change himself alive in front of him." Dr. Mo was a little surprised, but he didn't panic at all. You know, he had been guarding near the door. Even if a bug flew by, he couldn't escape his ears and eyes.

He carefully scanned the whole house. There were many bookshelves, a desk, and a master's chair around him. Everything was as usual, and there was nothing different. But Han Li, such a big living person, how could he become in such a narrow space?

Dr. Mo's expression did not change, but there were some murmurs in his heart, but he was so bold that he coughed a few times and swayed to the corner of Han Li's disappearing house, wanting to take a closer look.

When he walked a foot away from the corner of the house, he stopped and narrowed his eyes. He had already felt a trace of murderous opportunity, which pervaded the vicinity, targeting him, ready to take action.

Dr. Mo's eyes were shining, and he looked around carefully, but he didn't notice anything unusual. His heart began to feel bored, and there was no one around. Could it be impossible to go from heaven to earth?

"He went to heaven and earth" His heart moved, and he felt that he seemed to have grasped something. He was about to think deeply and pursue it, but suddenly he heard a "bang" above his head.

"No," Dr. Mo suddenly realized, and then he realized that the opponent was hiding on the eaves. He didn't bother to look up. He raised his hand up and it was a sharp slap. He wanted to hide above. The guy who was trying to be unfavorable to him was knocked out with a palm.

The rumbling sound came along with the attack of the palm, mixed with a few crisp "jingle" sounds.

Dr. Mo was a little puzzled and quickly raised his head to look up, but his whole body couldn't help being stunned. He saw that there was no ghost. Only a black iron bell hung on the beam, which was constantly shaken by his palm wind. The jingle came from it, and there was no half-human figure of Han Li!

When Dr. Mo was looking up, a wisp of cold light, with lightning speed, quietly rushed out of his feet and stabbed his lower abdomen. Its speed was so fast that it could not be described as lightning and fire. It was not until the light was about to touch the clothes that Dr. Mo suddenly found it.

Dr. Mo was shocked and lost his face. In a hurry, he suddenly came an iron bridge. His whole body seemed to have no vertebrae. He folded back from the middle and almost gave way to the sword, so that the short sword slid close to his belly. He cut a long and long hole in his abdomen, and almost gave him a big gut.

After giving up the sword, Dr. Mo still did not dare to relax. He was like a spring under his feet, and his body did not move, but his whole body automatically slid back several feet away. Only then did he dare to rise up and look at the place where the sword light flew up in shock and anger.

I saw a part of the ground near where he was just standing, slowly bulging up, and the drum getting higher and higher. Finally, a yellow human figure was formed, which was the combination of cartilage, convergence and pseudo-hiding skills with Han Li.

At this time, he changed into an earthy yellow shirt exactly the same as the floor, holding the short sword in his left hand, and his eyes were full of regret. It seemed that Han Li felt very sorry for the sword just now.

Dr. Mo's originally burnt face turned a little blue at this moment. Now he was still shocked by the thrill of the sword just now, and his heart was "banging" and he was full of fear. He was not a newcomer who had not experienced risks, but he was so close to death. In the first half of his life, he was also one of the only few times. That's all, not to mention the work of Han Li, who has always been despised by him.

He took a deep breath, and his expression finally calmed down. He said in a dry voice:

"It seems that I really underestimated you, my dear apprentice! You did a very good job, and I deserve to take it seriously.

After saying this demonstration, Dr. Mo slowly raised his hands and put them flat in front of him. He stared at his hands gently without saying a word, as if he was looking at a lover in love, as if he had completely forgotten Han Li.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and sneered. He grabbed the short sword with one hand, took a small square step, and slowly leaned towards Dr. Mo.