"Young man, it's not easy for you to have this kind of skill."

The masked old man obviously saw Tianmo's fighting spirit with this sword, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "At least I haven't seen it in three years."

Tian Mo didn't speak, but stared at the opponent coldly. He could already feel that the masked old man had already entered the clan, but he didn't know which grade he was.

It's just that the old guy who has entered the eighth rank is more difficult than the eighth-rank young man, after all, years of precipitation and experience will make him more combative.

But in any case, Tian Mo would not let him **** the box.

"Young man, let you ten tricks."

The old man in the mask suddenly said: "Your ten tricks are like letting me see blood. I turn around and leave. Your ten tricks can't hurt me. Leave the box behind."

"I promise not to hurt you guys, how? Do you have the guts to bet on this one?"

He saw the difficulty of Tianmo, and wanted to take away the box at the least cost. He didn't rush to kill him, but also to avoid the red arrow breaking the jar and destroying the black box.

Tian Mo looked at Hong Jian and the injured brothers, and finally nodded: "Okay, I bet on this one."

Red Arrow shouted in a low voice: "Tianmo, be careful."

The masked old man laughed, his voice with indescribable confidence: "Go ahead."

He took out a pair of black gloves and put them on. The gloves looked like black iron and black wood, but looked very hard.

"Then I'm welcome."

Tian Mo also wanted to see how strong the masked old man was. With a wave of the black knife, the black cloud pressed down on the city and attacked the superior masked old man.

"Good job!"

Thousands of sword shadows shrouded, and the masked old man showed a hint of compliment, but he was also unambiguous. He moved his steps and rushed into the sword shadow.

He directly chose frontal hard resistance!

The masked old man's defiance and fear of death also made Tianmo glow with greater fighting spirit.

"Boom boom!"

Tianmo attacked three swords in one breath, and the shadow of the sword collided with the hands of the masked old man.

Those black gloves looked fragile, but they seemed invulnerable, and all of Tian Mo's attacks were blocked by it.

The masked old man was so proud: "Okay!"

"Wow!"

Tianmo quickly changed his sword techniques, and the fourth move smashed it like a river.

However, this move was still blocked by the masked old man, and the black knife collided with the glove, making a metal-like crash.

Tian Mo couldn't stop squinting his eyes. It was not that his sword skills were not strong, but the masked old man's defensive power was too amazing.

However, although Tian Mo was a little surprised in his heart, the speed and combat intent of the knife did not stop at all.

"Huhuhu—"

He attacked four more moves in one breath, endless and overbearing, but the masked old man always calmly resolved the Tianmo attack.

Hong Jian and several Tianmen children were also surprised. They knew Tianmo's strength, but they didn't expect the masked old man to be able to confront so calmly.

Hong Jian glanced at the way, hoping that Ye Tianlong would appear soon.

"Wow!"

Tianmo kicked on the handle of the car, soaring into the sky, and then swooped down at the masked old man with the force of the bounce.

Knife borrowed from others.

"Wow!"

A black light slashed at the masked old man, accompanied by the harsh knife whistle.

Strike Huashan!

The face of the old man in the mask changed slightly, and his legs, which had never retreated, began to move back a step, and his hands also bulged a lot.

"boom!"

The black light descended from the sky with a terrible fighting spirit, and slashed between the palms of the masked old man.

"when!"

The old man in the mask, who was still calm before, only felt a shock all over, and his feet shattered the ground under the counter shock of this attack.

At the same time, his breathing became thicker by two points, and his mouth and joints were also painful, as if he was about to fall apart.

It's just that he still held the knife, no wounds were seen on his body, and the tumbling blood slowly dropped with the breath adjustment.

"what?"

Tianmo's eyes condensed into a light, and the old man in the mask was surprised to hold this trick. You must know that the power of this knife is that the water buffalo can split in half.

"cough--"

The old man in the mask shook his hands and squeezed out a smile: "Young man, you are very good. In the past ten years, you are the first to make me use 90% of my strength."

"Just appreciate it, I still want to remind you that you have the last resort."

He pointed his finger at the box in Red Arrow's hand: "If this trick does not make me see blood, the black box will be taken away by me."

Tian Mo didn't respond, just shaking the black knife, and the whole person became silent.

"Have a killer?"

The old man in the mask looked at Tian Mo with a look on his face. He felt that Tian Mo in his sight seemed to have changed, and his body was covered with a layer of ice and cold.

What surprised him even more was that he could clearly see that Tian Mo's figure was in sight, but he could not feel the breath of Tian Mo.

It's just that the strength on his body suddenly soared, and even the temperature around him seemed to drop a little.

The masked elder watched Tian Mo intensively, locking in every movement of him, but Tian Mo didn't make any movements, just stood quietly...

Soon, in the eyes of the masked old man, the black sword gradually disappeared, and the sky ink became prominent, giving people a situation of breaking out of the sheath.

Before long, Tianmo no longer had the aura of a living person, and the old man in the mask only felt a sword aura, a sword aura that was about to burst out.

"A man is a knife, a knife is a man!"

The face of the masked old man suddenly changed: "Human knife is one?"

As soon as the voice fell, Tian Mo slammed into his body, and the black sword whistled loudly. The blade's light almost couldn't open his eyes.

"kill!"

With this knife, all the creatures in the surroundings felt a sense of suffocation, and Hong Jian and Tianmen children also stiffened.

Even the masked old man opened his mouth slightly, staring at Tian Mo in shock.

"Wow!"

Cut it with one knife!

At this moment, the sword of Tianmo was united, and at this moment, the black sword was invincible.

The knife came in a flash.

The masked old man yelled and went all out, blocking the knife with his hands.

"when!"

The black knife slashed on the hard glove, making a harsh sound for the Red Arrows.

Numerous cracks appeared in the glove blocking the black knife in an instant. With a bang, it exploded in an instant, and the glove couldn't support the knife at all.

The masked old man was shocked, and he stepped back again and again, he could almost feel the breath of death.

The destructive power of Tianmo's knife was completely beyond the imagination of the masked old man.

"Swish swish!"

He popped more than a dozen meters, shaking his hands constantly, and hitting the black knife, only to avoid the sharpness of Tianmo's knife.

It's just that the extremely expensive gloves have shattered, and they fell from both hands, blood is also seen in the palms, and the clothes are torn.

Even the mask on his face cracked with a crack.

The old man in the mask touched the marks on his face and looked at the opening in his chest again.

Tian Mo did not continue pursuing, and stood like a javelin in the same place, his momentum undiminished.

It's just that three red tides appeared on his tough and indifferent face in a flash.

"Unexpectedly you can combine swords with others."

The masked old man looked at Tian Mo and sighed: "You are not a ninth-rank, but you can achieve the realm of the ninth-rank. As expected, the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward waves.

"Although the old man is not a good person and has countless blood on his hands, he is also a person with a promise."

"Ten strokes, you hurt my hands and splashed blood, I will no longer deal with you."

"Young people, there will be a period later."

After speaking, the masked old man laughed wildly, then got into the car and left.

Five minutes later, the phone in the arms of the masked old man rang. He put on earplugs to answer, and soon a gentle voice came:

"Senior Guo, can this battle go smoothly?"

The masked old man faintly said: "I lost..."