The silver-haired violent bear opened his arms and hugged him forward. He looked enthusiastic, but the plush bear fur, shiny silver, was full of daggers! If he was hugged, how would he feel?

"Open!" Li Mo shouted, his fist trembling. The phantom of the strange rat rushed out, directly smashing the violent bear into pieces. Although the fist shadow was also shattered at the same time, Shabo's big fist was already carrying a rumbling sound.

The sound was followed by a bombardment.

The hairy-chested monk did not hesitate to draw the sword back, then wrapped himself neatly in a ball of yellow wind with criss-crossing blades, and rolled away in the blink of an eye.

Li Mo reached out and picked up the little princess on the ground, holding it in his arms. He bent his knees, shouted low, and jumped up suddenly.

How could it be such a good thing to voluntarily give up the hostages? Just when he jumped up to a height of ten feet, the ground in a radius of one hundred feet shook crazily. It was as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred, and many big trees were shaking in their roots.

It suddenly fell down with a "crackling" sound.

A big lizard head about ten feet long with piles of wrinkled skin burst out of the ground. It was covered with dazzling blades and opened its mouth wide. Its silver fangs shone with a cold light as it bit upwards. However, the short monk returned again.

He came back after being killed.

At the same time, the hairy-breasted monk kept drawing his sword and slashing forward, sheathing it and slashing again. His blade seemed to transform into a bear garden, with silver-furred bears several feet tall roaring and rushing out.

Li Mo stood weakly, his left hand raised high, holding the little princess in the air. His right fist shook, and the shadows of the alien rat fists were connected one after another, like cannonballs.

The giant lizard under its feet was blown to pieces before it could fully emerge. Although it was trying its best to recover, its momentum had been curbed.

Each violent bear was extremely fierce, but none of them could bully Li Mo within three feet. At a distance of three feet, the phantoms of alien rats flying over established an insurmountable blocking line. Every violent bear that reached this distance

The bears will be instantly blasted away.

Withstanding the attacks of the two men, Li Mo's figure began to rise upward at an increasingly faster speed.

The bald monk had been standing aside vigilantly. It wasn't that he didn't want to take action. He just wanted to prevent Li Mo from rescuing people and escaping. Whether it was in heaven or on earth, as long as Li Mo was given this opportunity, it would be difficult for them to pursue him.

He just witnessed the brief battle between two companions and Li Mo. It was estimated that based on the strength of the two of them, it was hard to say whether they were opponents, let alone whether they would stick to each other in the future. He gave up the idea of ​​being a reserve team and rushed forward one step ahead.

He went up to the sky to block Li Mo's way, stood up low, drew his sword and slashed down! A colorful tiger roared and pounced down, like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

Attacks from three directions finally stuck Li Mosheng in the air. He kept punching with one hand, but he was unable to stop the giant lizard, violent bear and tiger from slowly approaching, and finally fell into a disadvantage.

"Boy, where did it come from?"

The bald monk asked coldly. Now that his opponent could only fight the trapped beast, he had a chance to ask some questions. After all, some things would no longer be answered after the trapped beast immediately turned into a desperate beast.

Li Mo raised his head, glanced at him through the black gauze of the curtain, and curled his lips: "Do you think I will tell you? But before I die, I have one more piece of good advice. Just kill the person, don't do anything wrong.

So disgusting. I have trypophobia!"

"Oh, you mean the young man who broke into beads on the ground? Oh, oh..." The bald monk seemed to have heard the funniest joke and laughed for a while before saying: "You don't know me.

?Get to know each other earlier...you might have been scared to death! Haha...uh..."

He stopped laughing because Li Mo suddenly stopped and stopped resisting. The three attacks had no resistance and rushed over like a river bursting its banks. The three foundation-building masters were all in a hurry, but it was not that the three of them were against each other.

Li Mo felt pity in his heart, but if possible, they didn't want the little princess to be affected by Chi Yu's death.

The bald monk was still a little unresponsive. He felt that Li Mo could still struggle and persevere, so there was no need to give up in despair so early, right?

Of course Li Mo didn't give up. The moment the attack was about to hit him, a palm suddenly came out from his chest and waved out large balls of freezing air, turning into a map of snow-capped mountains and forests. This was exactly what Deng Lida got from

The earth-level mid-level defensive technique - Snow Mountain Forest is far away. The main body is brewing it in advance in the practice room, and this defensive technique is almost instantaneous.

The snow is falling, so close to the end of the world! Three kinds of sword lights are rolling in, and it seems that the speed is not slowing down. However, based on the size of the scroll, if you want to reach Li Mo's place, you have to fly over two more mountains.

The scroll froze the three attacks and was immediately abandoned behind him.

As soon as Li Mo swung his legs, he was like a fish swimming in the sea, soaring upwards. He jumped diagonally into the space between the three of them, and taking advantage of the vacuum period of the three people's attacks, he actually broke out of the encirclement in an instant.

The moment he escaped from the siege, he waved and simply took the female cultivator on the ground into his palm, picked up her belt, and threw the little princess into the spirit sword space together.

When he rushed out, the short monk and the hairy-breasted monk both landed quickly and cast spells to prevent him from drilling into the ground. With their strong physiques and brave close combat skills, there was no one who was not good at digging into the ground. The two of them were there.

There is nothing wrong with worrying about this aspect.

Although Li Mo escaped through the air diagonally, which was somewhat unexpected, and shook the two of them once, the two of them looked at his retreating back from a distance without any worry.

"Let's go? That's a good idea!" The bald man sneered, and pulled out the knife again. The long and narrow blade trembled wildly and pointed straight at the sky.

"Is there a mistake?" Li Mo cursed secretly and quickly activated his magic power to protect his eyes.

A thunder exploded in the nine heavens. A barrel-thick blue thunder light slammed down. The effect of the Earth Dragon Demon Skin Eye Protection Chip did not disappoint him. Combined with the magic power to block it, the thunder light had no impact on him at all. He didn't have any impact at all.

Without flinching, he fired a rat fist shadow with both fists, hitting the lightning in the air and freezing it. Unexpectedly, after being frozen, the lightning suddenly scattered and turned into a crackling thunder prison, trapping him in the middle.

This is a very high-end spell at first glance. It draws the sword and fires it, showing the wonder of Dajin's sword-drawing technique.

The art of drawing swords can indeed only be classified as a spell. Although its indescribable magic is realized by magic weapons or spiritual weapons, it is still just a spell in essence.

When it comes to performing the sword-drawing technique, the main body is actually not the sword, but the scabbard. This scabbard is also called the "magic pool", and the scabbard is the core place where spells are accelerated and brewed.

First prepare the spell in the magic pool, then put the knife into the sheath and then pull it out, and the spell will be activated at the same time. In this process, there is another interaction between the knife and the sheath. That is, it can add to the spell.

Saber light, and because this sword light has the same origin as the magic pool, it will not interfere with the stability of the spell.

It is the scabbard that contains the magic, and the added light comes from the sword.

Generally speaking, the spells brewed from the spell pool are not fully filled with mana. This is mainly limited by the quality of the scabbard. If the quality is not good enough, and the spell power must be maximized, then injecting the sword light

It is very likely that the scabbard will explode. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the power of the spells brewed by the magic pool will be slightly less powerful than the original version.

But if the quality of the scabbard magic pool can be improved as much as possible, and the sword is also a good treasure, then the sword drawing technique will be very powerful. Not only will the spell be activated quickly enough, but also because of the injection of sword light, the power of the spell will still be
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