Chapter 748

Facing the seven men in red who were pressing hard at each step, Tian Mo's face remained calm, and he did not draw his sword against the seven opponents.

"call!"

Tianmo kicked the railing of the mountain road, and retreated three to four meters after taking advantage of the force, avoiding the long knife that had been killed.

The long knife slashed on the ground, and the mud splashed, leaving seven dazzling marks.

"call!"

After one blow was missed, the seven red-clothed men rioted again, rushing for the first three steps, slamming their long swords, and Thunder Wanjun swept towards Tianmo.

The seven knives roared and broke out of the wind, killing the mighty, like a dragon going out to sea, howling the world.

When De Mingzi was a little surprised by the strength of the seven opponents, Tian Mo slid out sideways, like a falling leaf, hiding again.

He calmly avoided the blow, but a tree on the side could not bear the fighting spirit of the seven.

The light of the knife flashed, and the tree was hit by a long knife, and suddenly it broke and fell down like a blasted cannonball.

De Mingzi whispered: "Ah--" Then she pulled Ye Tianlong: "Tianlong, do we want to help Tianmo?"

"No need to!"

Ye Tianlong comforted softly: "It's okay, don't worry!"

The teenager who single-handedly entered the Seventh Palace of the King of India four years ago, how can the seven killers hurt?

Tian Mo cannot be defeated or crushed, he can only be destroyed, but whoever wants to destroy him must pay a heavy price.

Tian Mo has only three weaknesses in his life, one is his dead master, one is Ye Tianlong, and the other is the woman who deceived him.

Now, Master Tianmo is dead, and that woman made him die. Tianmo's last weakness is Ye Tianlong, his heart-wrenching brother.

And Ye Tianlong is too powerful to be unreasonable, so in Ye Tianlong's view, almost no one in Tianmo can hurt.

At this time, the five red-clothed men in the back were all approaching, but the mountain road space could only allow seven people to take action, so they could only hold their swords and press down.

Ye Tianlong looked at Ling Xiao in the distance, he had already raised his spear, but his expression was still hesitant, and he didn't rush up to join the battle group.

"Wow!"

When thousands of raindrops fell to the ground with the broken branches, the wrists of the seven men in red shook again, their long knives deflected and swept across the sky in the field of vision.

The seven long knives came extremely fast, and they appeared in front of Tian Mo almost in the blink of an eye.

Tian Mo still didn't draw his sword, he took seven steps back, indifferently avoiding the attack of the long sword.

Although in the storm, Tianmo is always like a boat, responding calmly and calmly.

"go to hell!"

Three consecutive blows didn't work, the seven men in red became angry, their neat positions began to change, and they moved forward again.

They roared wildly, and the swords' momentum rose again.

"Swish swish!"

The seven enemies suddenly rose into the air and attacked from a high place. The momentum of a single blow was shocking and rapid, possessing a killing intent that made even the bones cold.

The blade is so terrible that it cannot be resisted!

The terrifying momentum, the terrifying long sword, the majestic murderous intent, the seven long swords, burst into seven rays of light, and attacked Tian Mo's chest.

"Be careful--"

De Mingzi couldn't help but let out a drink, Ling Xiao and the others also gathered their eyes, obviously they all knew this was a fatal blow.

At this moment, Tianmo's body slammed, and his whole body bounced on the side of the mountain wall. When he avoided the enemy's thunderous blow, his body shot in an arc.

At the same time, his right hand shook.

Ling Xiao's heart trembled, his face changed drastically: "Be careful!"

"Ding!"

The black knife is out of its sheath!

A black light suddenly flashed out of the gloom, passing over the seven long swords in an arc.

Brilliant circulation, shocking the world!

Unstoppable! There is no way to resist!

With a sore throat, the seven of them covered the wound, but they couldn't stop the bleeding blood.

"boom!"

When Mo pulled the knife back into its sheath that same day, the Seven Talents swayed and fell to the ground with a bang, and fell heavily on the muddy ground.

Blood flowed from their fingers, splattering their chests and clothes, and making their expressions even more terrible.

"Dang—Dang—Dang!"

The long swords also landed one after another, exuding the lingering sound of the death knell, and the seven people did not look down.

Except for Ye Tianlong, the audience was shocked, their eyes were all dull, and even Ling Xiao had a little difficulty breathing.

Seven people were killed by Tianmo with a single knife, which made everyone feel panicked.

If both sides smashed and Tianmo won again, they would still be able to accept the ending.

But now it is the victory and defeat with a single knife, and the momentum of the man in red is also crushed, how can it not make people feel unwilling.

Ye Tianlong seemed to have seen the night of the Yin Palace four years ago. Tianmo made such a slap in the face of the strong at that time, the Yin King who was over one billion people.

Although he was at the end of the battle and had more than a dozen injuries on his body, such a stab still moved the King Yin, who hadn't used military force in ten years.

As a result, King Yin had to stretch out a hand to fend off Tianmo's amazing knife.

Four years ago, the shocking slash, with a hint of immaturity, but now, it is so perfect, the seven men in red can't resist it naturally.

"Asshole!"

The remaining five red-clothed men reacted, glanced at the seven dead companions, and then rushed over with a long knife.

The five long knives swept away again, and another ray of light came through the clouds and electricity, piercing Tianmo's heart.

Tianmo killed their seven brothers, and the five of them had to take Tianmo to bury them anyway.

Tianmo moved to dodge again, a long knife passed by, and a piece of clothing was slashed by the tip and fell to the ground.

"Woohoo!"

The five went crazy, sweeping, hitting, and stabbing again and again. The image of the knife was a thin line shot, and they all rushed to Tianmo's life gate.

The long knife is like an enemy's arm, very flexible, like a poisonous snake, biting the sky ink again and again to attack, a few pieces of clothes and blood flying.

Seven knives in a row, five manpower exhausted, and the offensive slowed down.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the five people suddenly saw the black light, the sky full of sword lights intertwined, making a non-stop sound, and then all the sword lights disappeared.

The only thing left is a knife, which is certainly not the knife of the five men in red.

Their long swords have all been broken, and their people have all fallen.

Only Tian Mo and the black knife stood.

The black knife severed five long knives, cutting off their fragile throats.

The black sword was sheathed, Tian Mo still expressionless, but his whole body was wet, unable to tell whether it was sweat or rain.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, De Mingzi was stunned. She never expected that this wooden figure was so strong that she was a little ashamed that she would usually tease Tianmo.

The cold wind swept across the mountain road with a trace of blood that could not be dissipated for a long time...

"kill!"

Seeing Tianmo killing twelve companions in a row, Ling Xiao, who was originally hesitant, suddenly let out a long roar and took a step forward.

Knowing that he can't please, but he still has to fight, always has to do something for the dead.