Without thinking too much, it was now a life and death battle. Liu Mo mentioned the "oath" and attacked fiercely.
The steel sword and scimitar collided continuously, emitting bursts of symphonic songs of steel.
"I see that what you are using are all sword skills from the Guanhua Palace?" Amon asked excitedly, "Are you from the Guanhua Palace?"
"no!"
After suffering the hardship just now, Liu Mo no longer fought him head-on, but instead fought him in a free-for-all manner.
It is very unwise to engage in close combat with such a powerful tactician. He is surrounded by his own people, and it is easy to be accidentally injured in a battle between strong men, so Liu Mo quickly shouted: "Get out of the way, don't get close." !”
"Don't want to admit it? That's the traitor of Guanhua Palace!" Yamon said, "Are you Tang Qingfeng's disciple?"
Tang Qingfeng...
He did teach me martial arts for a while and he was considered my master.
Seeing Liu Mo's expression, Amen had confirmed that Liu Mo was Tang Qingfeng's disciple.
While talking, the two of them stopped in unison. Although the fight just now was fierce, it seemed that everyone was just testing each other's strength.
"This scar was given by your master!" Amon pointed to the scar on his face, "You are his apprentice, very good, very good!"
Liu Mo noticed that Yamon looked at him with excitement in his eyes.
And just as they were speaking, the fighting around them had ended. Except for the camel rider who called himself Ammon, the other enemies were either killed or fell to the ground and surrendered.
After all, the opponent's numbers were completely inferior to our own, and they were also ambushed.
"I think you have lost. Surrender and spare your life!" Liu Mo looked around and advised.
"Are you kidding me? In this world, there are only Amon who died in battle, and there are no surrendered dogs!"
Although he was in a desperate situation, the Amon in front of him did not show the slightest fear.
Not only that, Liu Mo also saw endless excitement in his eyes.
Liang Ding once said that he wanted to be a warrior of Amon, a born militant.
They have been instilled with the idea since childhood that fighting is their life. The stronger their opponents, the higher their fighting spirit.
"Why don't you use the art of helmet shadow?" Amon asked, "That's what your master relied on to defeat me!"
The art of helmet shadow? Tang Die's unique skill?
"No need to deal with you!"
The other party believed that he was Tang Qingfeng's disciple, so he was afraid. Liu Mo would not be stupid enough to tell him the truth. A random sentence could avoid the topic and anger the other party.
"Look down on me? You bastard!"
Amon said angrily.
"Haha, if you have the strength to let me use the Shadow Helm Technique?, I will naturally use it!"
What kind of helmet shadow technique? I'm not good at all!
Yamon gritted his teeth, then raised the scimitar in his hand and attacked Liu Mo fiercely.
"watch out!"
Liu Mo feinted, and Yamon thought it was a hidden weapon or some secret, so he subconsciously dodged.
But when it was translated, I found that nothing had happened.
...
Yamon was stunned for three seconds.
"Damn you bastard, you dare to lie to me, go to hell!"
"Watch the move!" Liu Mo said again.
Amon did not "fall for the bait", but attacked with all his strength.
Liu Mo grinned, then took out the dagger from his waist and threw it hard.
At this time, Amon wanted to escape, but it was too late.
Impartially, it hit Amon's right eye socket, and blood immediately flowed out, blocking his vision.
"You bastard! You actually used a hidden weapon!"
"I've reminded you twice, you're the one who's stupid!"
The blood affected Amon's vision, and he had no choice but to close his right eye, resisting the pain and attack fiercely, but his hand slowed down.
Seeing this opportunity, Liu Mo raised his sword with both hands and slashed at Amon's neck.
Due to his obstructed vision, the scimitar in Amon's hand did not block the "Oath".
Liu Mo was immediately overjoyed.
"Death!" he roared.
However, at this moment, the first warrior Ye Zi made a move that Liu Mo had completely unexpected.
I saw him shrinking his neck, shaking his right shoulder, and actively facing the "oath" with his shoulder!
"Stomp!"
Oath slashed into his right shoulder, blood splattered everywhere.
Although this blow seriously injured Yamon, Liu Mo felt bad. Because he saw the other person's eyes, the excited eyes full of murderous intent, and that evil smile.
"It must be killed with one strike!" Liu Mo thought to himself.
So he used all his strength to try to cut Amon's neck open by dragging the knife.
But no matter how hard Liu Mo tried, the "oath" made of pure steel only cut into a depth of less than two finger widths.
At this time, Yamon shouted excitedly, "Tang Qingfeng's apprentice is here!"
Amon, who was so injured, didn't even blink an eyebrow. He just blocked the "Oath" with his muscles. He threw away the scimitar with his right hand like lightning, grabbed the blade of the Oath with five fingers and pulled hard.
There was a strong force, and Liu Mo was knocked into Yamon's arms with his sword.
Then, Yamon raised his left fist and hit Liu Mo's head.
At that moment, Liu Mo had only two choices, abandon the sword or take the punch forcefully.
Liu Mo naturally chose the former. His head couldn't bear such an iron fist.
However, although Liu Mo abandoned his sword in time, it was not easy to avoid Amon's punch at such a close distance.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Liu Mo remembered the martial arts skills he learned from Tang Qingfeng.
He raised his right elbow and lightly bumped the bulging biceps of Amon's left arm.
Amon's fist still hit Liu Mo's head hard, making Liu Mo dizzy.
But, it is not fatal!
The strength of the arm is mainly concentrated in the biceps. When the biceps are hit, the strength will be reduced.
As the top assassin in this continent, Tang Qingfeng is not only proficient in martial arts and assassination skills. He also has a good knowledge of various other aspects.
He once told Liu Mo that if you can't dodge the enemy's punch, you can attack the opponent's biceps to reduce the opponent's strength.
This trick really works.
The blow just now greatly reduced the power of Amon's punch, and he only exerted less than 30% of his power.
Although Liu Mo's head hurt badly, there was no internal injury.
So Liu Mo quickly launched a counterattack, swinging his left fist and hitting Amen hard on the right rib.
However, Amon is worthy of being Ye Zi's number one warrior.
With his rough skin and thick flesh, he withstood the blow.
"boom!"
Liu Mo, on the other hand, felt that the punch was like hitting a leather-padded stone, soft but hard, so much so that Amon didn't even move.
"It's so ridiculously strong!"
Just as Liu Mo was sighing with emotion, Amen kept swinging his fists, hitting Liu Mo's whole body.
Following the same pattern, Liu Mo once again used the methods taught by Tang Qingfeng to resolve them one by one, and continued to counterattack with one punch after another.
"You... are so funny, you actually dare to fight me like this!"
Amen admired Liu Mo's fighting style very much, and he also became more brave as he fought!
Ever since, the two of them were fighting with the inferior fighting skills of elementary school students!
To outsiders, the two of them are not competing for martial arts skills, but competing for who is more durable!
After exchanging punches for more than forty times, Amon's punching speed became slower and slower. Every punch seemed to take a lot of effort, and after the last punch was thrown staggeringly.
He even wanted to be drunk, shaking his strong body, and then fell down.
"What's going on? What happened..."
"My master's famous trick..." Liu Mo told him, "The power of knowledge!"
