Chapter 48 Fraudulent Words

Dr. Mo gently fell to the place where Han Li was originally standing. Without a pause, he turned around like a ghost and turned his face to him again. The original arrogance on his face had completely faded, leaving only a wooden face, but a trace of imperceptible strangeness appeared in his eyes.

At this time, Han Li's situation was not very good. He kept panting, his face was a little pale, a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and an abnormal blush appeared on his cheeks.

All this shows that Han Li's life-saving method just now has overdrawn most of his physical strength, and it is likely that he will not be able to use the same skills next time.

Taking a deep breath, Han Li asked his body to relax as much as possible in order to reduce the use of "Luo Yanbu" just now, which caused a significant load on his muscles. Now he can only seize every opportunity to restore more physical strength. Fortunately, in the next round of fighting, he has a little more hope of winning.

Han Li looked down at his left hand, which was still trembling slightly. This hand was completely paralyzed. He had no consciousness so far, and he could no longer pick up the sword. It seemed that the left-hand sword he had deliberately practiced had been temporarily abolished, and he could only fight with the remaining right hand.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly in his heart. Now he has lost most of his physical strength and can no longer use the mysterious "Luo Yanbu". What's worse, he can only fight with one hand. This is a really bad situation that can't be worse. It seems that there is only the last move to use the secret.

Han Li looked at the sun outside the house and estimated it. He felt that the time was about the same, which was just right for him to perform this trick.

He took another look at the short sword stuck in the wall. It seemed that there was no chance to get the weapon back, and the other party would not let himself pull out the short sword in a big way.

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

Han Li still put the scabbard aside, changed to a right-hand sword, stretched his arm, pointed the tip of the sword obliquely at the opponent, and took an offensive posture.

Dr. Mo saw all this in his eyes, but he was not in a hurry to attack. He raised his hands upside down, and his expression suddenly became gentle, and he persuaded in a gentle voice:

"Han Li, you avoided it three times and twice, which was indeed unexpected to me, but do you think you can be as lucky as last time and escape from my palm again? The gait you just used is very magical and good, but it seems to have a lot of limitations. In terms of physical strength alone, it can't support you to perform smoothly. You'd better surrender obediently! You should see that I didn't mean to seriously hurt you. If you obey me, it may not be as bad as you think.

Dr. Mo's attitude like a chameleon changed greatly, which gave Han Li goosebumps all over his body. The other party pretended to be a loving teacher for a while, was ruthless for a while, and now he persuaded himself to tie his hands and wait for his to die. It really made Han Li not know what to say. He really thought that he would be dizzy at this time and could be fooled by such a bloody head?

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

In an instant, Han Li thought about these thoroughly. He sighed and shook his head gently. Without saying a word, he only used the short sword in his hand and stroked at the other party a few times to show everything.

The blue veins on Dr. Mo's forehead jumped a few times. Seeing that Han Li ignored his persuasion at all, he provoked with the weapon in his hand, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"I don't know what's good or not!"

He suddenly took a big step forward, and continued to spit out fiercely, "It's close to the world."

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

Han Li seemed to be shocked. With a look of panic, he hurriedly took two steps back and pulled a distance from the other party. Then he put the short sword in his hand in front of him and danced into a small piece of cold light, blocking Dr. Mo's way, as if he had completely forgotten the pain he suffered in the last fight.

Dr. Mo sneered secretly. Naturally, he would not kindly remind his opponent that he attacked Chaohan Li, who divided his palms into two ways, and turned a blind eye to Han Mang.

Seeing that the two silver hands were about to snatch into the sword light, a smile suddenly came from the opposite side. The laughter was vivid, as if the hunter saw the prey stepping into the trap, all the smug smiles.

Dr. Mo's heart was cold. He unconsciously slowed down and his body was a little dull, but then he heard a cold word:

"Now you are the one who is really fooled. Look at the short sword in my hand!"

Hearing the sound, Dr. Mo couldn't help but look at the short sword. He saw that the other party had stopped dancing in his hand and put on a strange posture. His upper body leaned back slightly, and the short sword in one hand was placed flat on his waist. The lower half of Shen was a tight bow step that was about to start. The whole person became a pair of The strange of a bow and arrow.

And on the short sword mentioned in the words, except for a little blue light, there was nothing unusual, which made Dr. Mo a little surprised. Could it be that the other party put on such a strange pose, coupled with fraudulent words to bully him, just to disturb his mind in order to take the trick?

Thinking of this, Dr. Mo's heart was so funny that he couldn't help but want to laugh at the other party. Suddenly, he saw Han Li's whole body rush forward, as if he had been shot out by a strong bow, turning into a sharp arrow, and shot from the opposite side. His rapid momentum made Dr. Mo couldn't help but change his face.

Dr. Mo hurriedly closed his separated hands in the middle, intending to clamp the opponent's sword blade with his palms, but he saw the short sword on the opposite side sway gently and turned into more than a dozen sharp blades in the same appearance, stabbing straight from different directions.

Dr. Mo snorted, and Han Li's evaluation in his heart was a little lower. In front of a master like him, isn't it to die to use such a flashy move? He could see the location of the real sword blade at a glance.

So he stared wide-eyed and identified the source of the real sword. At the same time, his hand moves remained unchanged. Instead, he accelerated the position a little, trying to break the sharp blade with one move, so that the opponent could only catch it empty-handed.