Chapter 1205

Maybe it's a coastal city. Although it's summer, the wind is still cool.

This night is destined to be more Xiao Sha. Although there are still many people coming and going to the hotel opposite the parking lot, it seems to be invisible in the eyes of Tianmo.

He only looked at the prairie man from the beginning to the end.

The prairie man is one meter eight five. His clothes cover his muscles, but they can't cover his murderous spirit.

When he felt Tianmo staring at him, he also stepped forward and said, "take out the blood and tears stone bead. It's not your thing. Don't force it."

Tianmo didn't respond directly, just looked at each other coldly: "who are you?"

"My name is Hu Jianfeng. I'm here to take the stone beads of blood and tears. They belong to my ancestors."

The prairie man's tone remained calm: "I don't want to hurt people, so you can leave it behind."

Tianmo coldly responded: "only one person can let me leave it, but it's a pity that person is not you."

The prairie man's voice sank: "toast, no penalty?"

At this time, Dao Guang roared up from the most unexpected side of Tianmo, and two men in black appeared behind the two cars without warning.

Raise your hand and wave your knife. The time is right.

Tian Mo didn't even have time to see each other's face, so he saw a sharp cut to his chest.

"Rush

In the shadowy light, the two knives flash bloodthirsty breath.

Tianmo single handed support in a car front cover, to ordinary people unimaginable posture over two knives, and then severely swept in two people's chin.

"Bang!"

Two men in black groaned and fell to the ground, their teeth falling and bleeding.

Tianmo felt the bloodthirsty pleasure again. Listening to the scream full of reluctance and despair, he felt a kind of sincere appreciation.

The two attackers were also strong. They fell to the ground without two seconds and turned up again. The two swords crossed and chopped at the neck of Tianmo.

"Hoo

Tian Mo, who had already stood firm, took half a step. When the two knives were only three inches away from his body, Tian Mo was broken like a willow by the wind.

His whole body fell back wonderfully, and then he drew a semicircle with his heel as the axis.

A moment later, the whole person floated behind like a wind, and clapped their palms on their backs.

It seems to be a simple action, but the use of Tianmo is extremely exquisite.

"Bang bang!"

Two people's back is in the sky ink meteor like spot, one acid one hemp, one soft, the body immediately becomes weak.

Before he could turn back, Tianmo came up again like a cheetah, and his left foot broke through the void and touched their chest.

"Bang bang!"

Two good hands in black were kicked out and dragged several meters on the ground before they stopped rolling.

"Whoosh!"

When the two people fall to the ground and lose their fighting power, the sharp weapon with no sign suddenly breaks the air behind Tianmo.

Too fast! It's so fast!

Although he always underestimated the strength of the other side, he still underestimated his strength.

That day, when Mo smelled the murderous air behind him, a sharp light appeared behind him like lightning.

This process is as fast as a meteor, and it's incredible that the grassland man is really not so strong!

The day Mo in the mind flashed an idea, but he didn't turn head to check, but the body a longitudinal dash forward.

After pulling apart the sharp distance to take his own life, Tianmo pulls out the black knife and splits it with his backhand.

"Hoo

The prairie man also felt as if he had met a monster.

After a full attack, anyone has to adjust his breath for a short time before he can make the next attack or defense again.

Even the martial arts master can only make the adjustment time shorter, and his hand is to grasp the space after Tianmo's all-out strike.

To hujianfeng's surprise, Tianmo doesn't seem to need to adjust his breath. He rushes forward to avoid killing, and then he can fight back.

A knife flower, like a whistling white light dragon, when the light of the knife is not finished, you can see Tianmo jump up and chop himself in mid air.

The light of the knife is like a drill.

In the dazzling light of the sword, Hu Jianfeng not only saw his thunder attack, smashed and burst in the light of the sword, but also saw Tianmo flying towards him.

Tianmo's expression is killing, and he has to fight with all his strength.

"Dang!"

The sound of metal collision sounded, and both of them stepped back from each other.

Tianmo turns around and stands with a horizontal knife. Not far away, the grassland man's chest rises and falls.

Appreciation, provocation, twinkle in their eyes!

Hu Jianfeng drew a circle with his right hand. When Tianmo's eyes were full of phosphorescence, he growled in a low voice. Then he stepped up and rushed to Tianmo.When he ran, he looked very strange. His body was low, his limbs were used, and he was as fast as the wind, just like a giant wolf running in the wild.

The machete flashing with cold light is his fierce tusks.

The corner of the mouth of the day Mo touched two times, and then one side of the black knife rushed to the other side.

As the two approached, the ground was dusty, and they soon fought together.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dangdang!"

The fighting between the two made the parking lot sound, with sharp points and the light of lightning, as well as dazzling sparks.

"Kill

Suddenly, Jian Feng kept on roaring like a wolf. Every roar added a sense of war, and his strength also increased.

At the same time, his right arm danced like an autumn leaf in the wind.

He is the first warrior in Mongolia. He has his own dignity and magnificence. He must not lose to the young man in front of him.

The day Mo is also a face of blazing, the kill move all blocked back, unexpectedly will meet such master, underestimated.

"Dangdang!"

The movements of both sides are getting faster and faster, so fast that it is difficult to separate the figures.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the weapons of the two sides collided violently. Tianmo retreated back and forth, with three bloody scars on his body.

Hu Jianfeng was also very embarrassed. He rolled out more than ten steps away. His chest was unbearable. His face was red and he wanted to bleed at any time.

"Kill

Tian Mo holds the black knife in both hands and rushes to the other side. Suddenly, the sword roars and rushes to the other side!

The two sides collided again and decided in the most primitive way.

"Bang!"

On that day, when Mo 80% of his strength cleaved the machete, Hu Jianfeng shook his whole body, his arm softened, and the machete cracked in two.

He no longer has the strength to fight against the second knife that Tianmo follows. His eyes are bitter and desperate, waiting for Tianmo to split himself in two.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, Tianmo's black knife has cut off a wisp of his hair, and his hair flies with the air of the knife, dancing wildly like weeds.

Just when the black knife was about to cut Hu Jianfeng's neck, Tianmo suddenly stopped all his movements, and a thread of blood ran down Hu Jianfeng's neck.

But there was no fatal injury.

"You lost!"

The day Mo aimed at a design of the left hand of Hu Jianfeng, and stopped to kill to squeeze out a sentence: "go."

Hujianfeng's face is flickering in the light of the shaking sword. He looks at Tianmo in surprise: what is this boy playing with?

Let yourself go like this?

But he didn't ask much. He threw away the knife and turned to 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 stone beads of blood and tears!"

"It belongs to us!"