Chapter 2055: Defeated (Fourth Update)

"Young man, you have this kind of skill, it's really not simple."

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

Tian Mo didn't say anything, just stared at him coldly. He could feel that the masked old man had entered the sect, but he didn't know what level he was at.

An old guy who had just entered the eighth rank was more difficult than a young man of the eighth rank. After all, years of precipitation and experience would make him more combative.

But no matter what, Tian Mo would not let him take the box away.

"Young man, I'll give you ten moves."

The masked old man suddenly said: "If you make me bleed in ten moves, I will turn around and leave. If you can't hurt me in ten moves, leave the box and get out."

"I promise not to hurt you guys, what do you think? Do you have the courage to take this gamble?"

He saw that Tian Mo was difficult to deal with, and wanted to take the box away at the lowest cost. Not killing him was also to prevent Hong Jian from breaking the jar and destroying the black box.

Tian Mo looked at Hong Jian and several injured brothers, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll take this gamble."

Hong Jian whispered: "Tian Mo, be careful."

The masked old man laughed, his voice full of 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 they looked very hard.

"Then I won't be polite."

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 the city and attacked the masked old man with the demeanor of a master.

"Come on!"

Thousands of knife shadows enveloped him, and the masked old man showed a hint of praise, but he was not vague. He moved his feet and rushed into the knife shadows.

He chose to fight head-on!

The masked old man's fearless behavior also made Tian Mo more eager to fight.

"Bang bang bang!"

Tian Mo attacked three knives in one breath, and the knife shadows collided with the masked old man's hands.

The pair of black gloves looked fragile, but they seemed invulnerable to swords and guns. All of Tian Mo's attacks were blocked by it.

The masked old man was full of pride: "Good!"

"Swoosh!"

Tian Mo quickly changed his sword skills, and the fourth move was like a river pouring down.

However, this move was still blocked by the masked old man, and the black sword collided with the gloves, making a metallic collision sound.

Tian Mo couldn't help squinting his eyes, not because his sword skills were not strong, but because the masked old man's defense was too amazing.

However, although Tian Mo was a little surprised, his speed and fighting spirit did not stop at all.

"Huhuhuhu——"

He attacked four more moves in one breath, continuously and domineeringly, but the masked old man always calmly resolved Tian Mo's attack.

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

Hong Jian glanced at the road ahead, hoping that Ye Tianlong would appear earlier.

"Swoosh!"

Tian Mo kicked the handle of the car and flew into the sky, and then swooped down at the masked old man with the force of the rebound.

The knife borrowed the momentum of the person.

"Swoosh!"

A black light, accompanied by a sharp knife whistle, fiercely slashed at the masked old man.

Split Huashan with force!

The masked old man's face changed slightly, and his legs, which had never retreated, began to move back a step, and the veins on his hands also bulged a lot.

"Bang!"

The black light, with a monstrous fighting spirit, fell from the sky and slashed between the palms of the masked old man with all its strength.

"Dang!"

The masked old man, who was still calm before, only felt his whole body tremble, and his feet were shattered on the ground under the recoil of this attack.

At the same time, his breathing became two points heavier, and his tiger's mouth and joints also hurt, as if they were about to fall apart.

But he still withstood this knife, and there was no wound on his body. The surging blood and qi also slowly fell back with the breath.

"What?"

Tian Mo's eyes condensed into a light, surprised that the masked old man withstood this move. You know, the power of this knife can split a buffalo in half.

"Ahem--"

The masked old man shook his hands and forced a smile: "Young man, you are very good. In the past ten years, you are the first one who made me use 90% of my strength."

"Just admiring you, I still have to remind you that you have one last trick left."

He pointed at the box in Hongjian's hand: "If this trick can't make me bleed, the black box will be taken away by me."

Tian Mo did not respond, but just shook the black knife, and the whole person became silent.

"Do you have a killer?"

The masked old man looked at Tian Mo with a vigilant face. He felt that Tian Mo in his sight seemed to have changed, and a layer of icy breath covered his body.

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

It was just that the power in his body suddenly soared, and even the temperature around him seemed to drop a little.

The masked old man looked at Tian Mo intently, locking every move of his, but Tian Mo did not move at all, just stood there quietly...

Soon, in the eyes of the masked old man, the black knife gradually disappeared, and Tian Mo stood out, giving people a posture of breaking out of the sheath.

Soon, Tian Mo no longer had any breath of life, and the masked old man only felt a knife aura, a knife aura that was about to burst out.

"The man is the knife, and the knife is the man!"

The masked old man's face suddenly changed drastically: "The man and the knife are one?"

As soon as the voice fell, Tian Mo rushed forward, and the black knife whistled loudly, and the knife light was so bright that he could hardly open his eyes.

"Kill!"

Following this strike, all the creatures around felt a sense of suffocation, and Hongjian and the disciples of Tianmen also stiffened.

Even the masked old man opened his mouth slightly and stared at Tian Mo in shock.

"Whoosh!"

One strike!

At this moment, Tianmo and his sword merged into one, and at this moment, the black sword was indestructible.

This knife is coming in a flash.

The masked old man roared, went all out, and blocked the knife with both hands.

"when!"

The black knife struck the hard glove, making a sharp sound that made Red Arrow and the others pierce.

The glove that blocked the black knife instantly appeared numerous cracks. With a bang, it exploded instantly. The glove could not support the knife at all.

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

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

"Whoosh whoosh!"

He jumped out more than ten meters, his hands kept shaking, and the remaining force of the black knife was used to avoid the sharp edge of Tian Mo's knife.

But the extremely expensive gloves had been broken into pieces and fell from his hands. There was blood on his palms, and there was a tear in his clothes.

Even the mask on his face cracked with a crack.

The masked old man touched the marks on his face and looked at the hole on his chest. He was just one point away from dying.

Tian Mo did not continue to pursue, and stood in place like a javelin, his momentum undiminished at all.

But his tough and cold face suddenly turned red three times in an instant.

"I didn't expect you to be able to combine man and sword into one."

The masked old man looked at Tian Mo and sighed: "You are not the ninth grade, but you can use the realm of the ninth grade. It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

"Although I am not a good person, and my hands are stained with countless blood, I am also a man who has made a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"Ten moves, you hurt my hands and splattered my hands with blood, I won't deal with you anymore."

"Young man, see you later."

After saying that, the masked old man laughed wildly, got into the car and left.

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

"Senior Guo, will this battle go well?"

The masked old man said calmly: "We lost..."