Han Li's face began to turn blue as he watched Doctor Mo raise his strange blade high.

In the sunlight, the edge of the blade sparkles, and it looks even more strange.

He couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart, but reason told him that the other party had spent so much effort to capture him alive, and would never take his life without saying a word, the other party was just intimidating him.

Therefore, seeing that the sharp blade slowly fell from the sky and plunged straight into him, he still did not say a word, barely maintaining his composure.

It wasn't until the edge of the strange blade, only half an inch from his skull, that he felt a chill in the tips of his hair, that he slowly closed his eyes, and a faint thought of regret flashed in his heart.

"Does the other party really want to poison him? If I knew this, I might as well open my mouth and beg for mercy, and maybe there would still be a glimmer of life to be preserved. I'm still very young, and I really don't want to die like this. When the parents at home know about his death, I wonder if they will be sad and regret sending him to the Seven Xuanmen......

Faced with this juncture of life and death, Han Li's heart suddenly had mixed thoughts, and all kinds of thoughts came to his heart, as if at this moment, he had experienced the joys and sorrows of life, and he had a great understanding of life and death.

The sound of a sharp blade piercing the human body came over.

Han Li's body trembled slightly, but then he was surprised, he didn't feel any pain.

"What's going on?" he opened his eyes in astonishment.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Han Li was stunned.

He was surprised to see that the strange blade was actually stuck in Dr. Mo's own shoulder, and it also penetrated deep into his body, leaving only the handle exposed, trembling slightly. Maybe it's so sharp that not a single drop of blood leaks out, which is extremely weird.

Han Li was dumbfounded, but Doctor Mo praised him in a normal way.

"Tsk, boy, you are really a little bold, even the blades are on your neck, and you don't open your mouth to beg for mercy, it's really yours!"

"When the old man walked the rivers and lakes, he saw how many heroes and heroes who claimed to be not afraid of death in front of people, but once they fell into my hands, with a little threat, they all turned into bears one by one, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, looking greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Han Li was stunned when he heard this, and he opened his mouth, not knowing how to deal with it.

He actually almost made a fool of himself just now, but he had been holding on hard all the time, and in the end, there was still a trace of luck in his heart, thinking that the other party could not really attack him, so he was fooled. Besides, his face is too thin, he is embarrassed to change his face, and begs for mercy.

Now in the face of Doctor Mo's repeated praises, Han Li naturally wouldn't go out of his way to explain, but with all kinds of feelings rising in his heart, he didn't know whether to be happy or frustrated.

Just when Han Li was full of thoughts, Doctor Mo had already quickly inserted the rest of the strange blades all over his body, leaving only the handle with a ghost head exposed.

When Han Li came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that there were a total of seven sharp blades, which were inserted into Doctor Mo's shoulders, legs, lower abdomen, chest, and other parts, and from a distance, it looked like he had been dismembered by a chaotic blade.

After Han Li saw it, he was both amused and surprised in his heart, knowing that the other party was so self-harming, he was afraid that he was using an extremely powerful technique, so he didn't know if he was using it against himself.

After Doctor Mo inserted the strange blade, he no longer spoke, but leaned down and crossed opposite Han Li, then closed his eyes and entered a state, no longer distracted by things outside his body.

Han Li's heart moved, he felt that this was a rare opportunity to escape, he wanted to move his hands and feet, but after his body moved for a moment, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and he immediately couldn't move again.

Han Li smiled bitterly, how could he forget this giant man again, with him staring at him from the side, how could he have a chance!

It seems that Dr. Mo had thought it through before he entered the meditation, and he was not afraid of what tricks he would play. This giant man named "Iron Slave", I don't know what kind of monster it is, is the same as Doctor Mo's "magic silver hand", his whole body is invulnerable, even the deadliest weakness of men, the same. He was all planted in this man's hands today.

Han Li was slandering the giant man in his heart, but the other person in front of him had a strange change.

Doctor Mo's face began to twitch up and down, his whole body shook up and down, and his face was also deformed by the distortion of muscles, as if he was enduring great pain, and with the several sharp blades inserted in his body, people couldn't help but feel eerie and terrifying, as if a cold breath slowly rose in the room.

Suddenly, Doctor Mo stopped convulsing and trembling, but from the depths of his throat, there was a low roar, the roar was full of primitive bestiality, and at this moment, Doctor Mo seemed to be no longer an old man, but a fierce beast that had just emerged from the mountains and forests.

Then, something even more terrifying happened, and the ghost mist that had appeared on Dr. Mo's face a year ago now resurfaced.

This ghostly fog was completely different from before, much thicker and darker than it had been at the beginning, and it was like wearing a black mask on Doctor Mo's face, covering his true face.

The tentacles that conjured up from time to time from the ghost mist also underwent earth-shaking changes, and the black mist that flowed faintly on the tentacles was smooth and black, with a full texture, as if it had an entity, stretching and contracting on Doctor Mo's face, constantly dancing wildly.

Doctor Mo's fingers were in the shape of lotus flowers, pinching a strange gesture, his lips were moving slightly, as if he was chanting words, but because his voice was too low, Han Li couldn't really hear it.

With Dr. Mo's inexplicable actions, the mist on his face seemed to be enraged, as if cold water had been poured into a hot oil pot, and began to tumble and boil, and more tiny tentacles stretched out from it, demonstrating with teeth and claws, as if trying to stop Dr. Mo from taking further action.

Just as the black mist became the thickest, Doctor Mo opened his eyes, and through the thick black mist, Han Li could still see the light in his eyes.

"Seven Ghost Eaters**"

Doctor Mo let out a loud shout, calling out the name of the secret technique he was using