In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

Doctor Mo seemed to be really moved and fell into deep thought. Han Li did not disturb the other party. He wished that Doctor Mo would hesitate like this so as to buy himself more time.

"Is this your method?"

"You want to threaten me with just a little bit of poison?" After a while, Doctor Mo suddenly smiled, with a treacherous look in his eyes.

Han Li's heart suddenly sank. Seeing Doctor Mo's expression, it seemed that he was of little use to his threat.

Did I miss something, or was the other party cheating?

"Threats are out of the question. I think we should sit down and slowly discuss the matter of shaking hands and making peace!" Han Li tried to say.

"Shake hands and make peace? Don't you just want to delay time, do you really think I can't see it?" Doctor Mo sneered, revealing Han Li's little thoughts.

"Do you know, your expression annoys me very much? You are a little brat who pretends to be confident all day long and everything is under your control." Dr. Mo said sternly, without any hesitation. Concealing his hatred for Han Li.

"So what if you guessed it? Do you have any other choice?" Han Li was shocked, but he still said calmly.

"Hahahaha!"

Doctor Mo suddenly burst into laughter, then stood up straight and said to Han Li, "Have you ever thought about why I just heard you talking about such nonsense?"

"Because I'm stalling for time too!"

After Doctor Mo finished speaking, he let out a low drink, and an overwhelming aura erupted from his body, followed by bursts of white air rising from his palms and back.

Suddenly there was another hiss, and a black mist of blood instantly spurted out from the wound on Doctor Mo's left arm.

This move shocked Han Li. Only then did he realize that the two sides were talking just now. Doctor Mo didn't know what method he used to force all the poison out of his body.

"The delay between us has been too long. It's time to end this."

"Use whatever killing moves you have together, otherwise there will be no chance." Doctor Mo stopped laughing, stamped his feet, and rushed towards the two of them to kill them.

Han Li and Han Li quickly separated. Doctor Mo ignored Zhang Tie and saw that Han Li was chasing after him.

He believed that the series of elaborate designs just now must have come from Han Li, so he had to subdue this guy who was smarter than a ghost first.

Han Li also knew very well that once he was entangled by Doctor Mo, he would be at an absolute disadvantage. So he immediately used Luo Yanbu to try to distance himself.

But Doctor Mo seemed to have figured out Luo Yanbu's characteristics a long time ago. After a chase, Han Li showed no signs of getting rid of him.

"I have been secretly studying your footwork for a long time to see how long you can hold on!" Doctor Mo said with a sinister smile.

Han Li couldn't help but feel horrified. Luo Yanbu was his trump card to save his life. If Doctor Mo really got through to him, he would have nothing to hide.

Seeing that Doctor Mo was getting more and more anxious in pursuit, Zhang Tie suddenly moved beside him.

"Hey!" An angry shout sounded from his mouth, and at the same time, a fierce evil aura suddenly erupted from his body. Doctor Mo and Dr. Mo, who were chasing each other, were also shocked by the sudden violent momentum.

"This is?"

Seeing Zhang Tie's hands growing in a circle as if they were inflated, the surface also exuded a silver-black metallic luster. Doctor Mo's eyes narrowed and he stopped chasing Han Li.

"Magic Silver Hand!"

Doctor Mo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out three words from his mouth, his voice full of anger.

And when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with rage.

Zhang Tie was frightened by Doctor Mo's eyes and trembled. He gritted his teeth and rubbed his hands together, making bursts of clanging sounds to encourage himself.

"A master's degree." Doctor Mo snorted lightly, abandoned Han Li, and slapped Zhang Tie with his palm.

Zhang Tie did not dare to neglect and waved his silver-black arms with all his strength to meet him.

boom.

With their palms connected, the two of them fought evenly for the first time.

"It's a bit hot." Doctor Mo added a little more force and spat out his palm, which shocked Zhang Tie and took several steps back.

Here Zhang Tie finally managed to stabilize his figure, with a look of shock on his face. He asked himself that he had been practicing hard since he got the magic silver hand and never slacked off. Although it has not yet reached the realm of Dacheng, it can split rocks and divide gold with full exertion.

Now he used it to fight Doctor Mo, but he was easily repelled by him. Could it be that after several years of hard training, I couldn't resist the opponent's ordinary move?

Unwilling to be reconciled, Zhang Tie roared and used 100% of his strength to rush towards Doctor Mo again.

"There is still some vitality." Doctor Mo nodded in approval, but still dealt with it easily.

However, after just a few rounds, Han Li's face turned ugly.

After all, the Magic Silver Hand is Doctor Mo's famous stunt, and no one knows this skill better than him. Zhang Tie used the magic silver hand to deal with him, and it was like it was for nothing.

Seeing Zhang Tie becoming more and more passive.

With a "choking" sound, Han Li drew out the soft sword from his waist, and joined the battle group with Luo Yanbu and the blinking sword technique.

Relying on Luo Yanbu, Han Li's figure was erratic, and his blinking swordsmanship was even more weird and tricky, which immediately put a lot of pressure on the unarmed Doctor Mo.

Zhang Tie finally found an opening, took the opportunity to attack with a few moves, and cooperated with Han Li to beat Doctor Mo until Doctor Mo was temporarily stretched.

But this move seemed to have completely angered Doctor Mo, and the two of them were secretly delighted. Doctor Mo suddenly burst out with evil energy all over his body. This aura was many times stronger than Zhang Tie's.

The evil spirit was like a violent wind and rain, getting bigger and bigger and spreading to all directions, filling the entire hut.

Soon his arms also swelled and turned silver-white.

"Let you see the real magic silver hand!" As Doctor Mo spoke, he slammed his left arm towards Zhang Tie. This attack was swift and fierce, powerful and heavy.

Zhang Tie had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his arms to catch the attack.

boom!

A horrifying scene happened. With just one arm, Doctor Mo smashed Zhang Tie's knees until they were weak. He could no longer stand and fell to his knees on the floor.

"Brother Zhang!" Han Li screamed, stabbing Doctor Mo's body with the soft sword in his hand, hoping to rescue Zhang Tie.

"I don't know what's good or bad!" Facing Han Li's soft sword, Doctor Mo did not dodge. He waved his silver right arm like a windmill and blocked the attack path of the soft sword.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

A series of clashing sounds of gold and iron sounded, making Han Li's mouth numb.

After neutralizing Han Li's attack, Doctor Mo pressed down on Zhang Tie's left arm and twisted it. In a strange way, it appeared under Zhang Tie's arms, lifted it upward, and flew Zhang Tie's arms away.

In this way, the door in Zhang Tie's chest was completely opened, and Doctor Mo's silver arms were no longer obstructed.

Doctor Mo flicked his fingers continuously, and several blasts of finger wind hit Zhang Tie's acupoint.

Zhang Tie suddenly stiffened and could no longer move. Then he waved a palm wind from the air and swept him to the ground.

After doing this, he turned around and looked at the frightened Han Li, extremely proud.