Doctor Mo gently fell to the place where Han Li was standing, and without the slightest pause, he turned around like a ghost, and turned his face towards him again, the original pride on his face had completely faded, leaving only a wooden face, but there was a trace of imperceptible strangeness in his eyes.

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

All of this had already shown that Han Li's life-saving method just now had already exhausted most of his physical strength, and it was likely that next time, he would not be able to use the same technique again.

Exhaling deeply, Han Li let his body relax as much as possible to alleviate the heavy load on his muscles caused by the use of the "Luo Yanbu" just now, and now he could only seize every opportunity to recover more physical strength, so that he could have a few more hopes of winning in the next round of fighting.

Han Li glanced down again, his left hand, which was still trembling slightly, was completely paralyzed, and he was still unconscious, so he couldn't lift the sword at all, it seemed that the left-handed sword that he had deliberately practiced hard had been abolished for the time being, and he could only use his remaining right hand to fight.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly in his heart, now that he has lost most of his physical strength, he can no longer use the mysterious "Luo Yan Step", and even worse, he can only fight with one hand, this is really a bad situation, it seems that he can only use the last trick of the secret treasure.

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

He glanced at the short sword stuck in the wall again, this weapon seemed to have no chance to be retrieved, and the other party would not let himself pull back the short sword 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 short sword than a dagger, after pulling the sword out of the sheath, it looked much wider and thicker than an ordinary dagger, and it was also extremely bright and sharp.

Han Li put the scabbard on his side, replaced it with the sword in his right hand, stretched out his arm, and pointed the tip of the sword at the opponent obliquely, assuming an offensive posture.

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

"Han Li, you dodged three times and twice, which was indeed beyond my expectations, but do you think you can still be as lucky as last time and be able to escape from my palm again? The footwork you used just now is very magical and good, but it seems that there are quite a few limitations, and in terms of physical strength alone, it can't support you to perform it smoothly. You should be able to see that I didn't mean to seriously hurt you, and obeying my words may not be as bad as you think. ”

Doctor Mo's chameleon-like attitude changed drastically, causing Han Li to get goosebumps all over his body, the other party was pretending to be a ci teacher for a while, and then he was ruthless for a while, and now he was seriously persuading himself to wait for death, which really made Han Li not know what to say, he really thought that he would be dizzy at this time, and he could fall for this kind of bloody squirt?

However, the other party's words made him increase his self-confidence a little, if he wasn't jealous of him, how could he use such childish means to coax him.

Han Li thought about these things thoroughly in an instant, he sighed, shook his head gently, didn't say a word, just used the short sword in his hand, and made a few strokes on the other party's body, and he made everything clear.

The blue tendons on Doctor Mo's forehead jumped a few times suddenly, and when he saw that Han Li didn't pay attention to his persuasion at all, and instead provoked with the weapon in his hand, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"I don't know what to do!"

He took a big step forward, and then spat out fiercely: "The end of the world is close at hand."

Then the whole person suddenly came to a place only a few steps away from Han Li, as if he would shrink to the ground, which made people amazed.

Han Li seemed to be frightened as well, and with a look of panic on his face, he hurriedly took two steps back, and opened a distance from the other party before he put the short sword in his hand in front of him, and danced into a small piece of cold light, blocking Doctor Mo's way, as if he had completely forgotten the hardships he had endured in the last battle.

Doctor Mo sneered secretly, naturally he would not kindly remind his opponent, he divided his palms into two ways and attacked Han Li, ignoring Han Mang.

Seeing that the two silver hands were about to snatch into the sword light, there was a chuckle from the opposite side, this laughter was hearty, and it seemed that the hunter saw the prey step into the trap, all the smug smiles.

Doctor Mo's heart froze, and he unconsciously slowed down the castration, and his body was a little sluggish, but then he heard a cold word:

"Now you are really a big fool, look at the short sword in my hand!"

Hearing the words, Doctor Mo couldn't help but look at the short sword, only to see that the other party had stopped dancing in his hand at some point, and put on a strange posture, the upper body leaned back slightly, the short sword held in one hand was flat on the waist, and the lower body was a taut lunge that was about to burst, and the whole person became a strange look of holding a bow and shooting arrows.

And on the short sword mentioned in the words, except for some blue light, there is no abnormality, which makes Doctor Mo a little stunned, could it be that the other party put on such a strange posture, coupled with deceitful words to deceive him, just want to disturb his mind, so as to take advantage of it?

Thinking of this, Doctor Mo felt a little funny in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to laugh at the other party for a few words, but suddenly saw Han Li's whole person rushing forward, as if he had been shot out by a strong bow, turning into a sharp arrow and catapulting from the opposite side, its momentum was so fast that Doctor Mo couldn't help but change his color.

Doctor Mo hurriedly put his separated hands in the middle, intending to use his palm to clamp the opponent's blade, but saw that the short sword on the opposite side shook slightly, transforming into more than a dozen blades with a general appearance, and stabbed straight from different directions, the real and the fake were difficult to distinguish.

Doctor Mo snorted, Han Li's evaluation in his heart was a little lower, in front of a master like him, using such a flashy move, wouldn't that be looking for death? He could see at a glance where the true sword blade was.

So his eyes widened, and he recognized the origin of the real sword, and at the same time, the two-handed moves remained unchanged, but instead accelerated a few points of castration, trying to shatter the blade with one move, so that the opponent could only capture it empty-handed.