nownovels Chapter 89 Blind Spot!
Chapter 89 Blind Spot!
Chapter 89 Blind Spot!
Seeing Lü Hao break free of his restraints and charge at him with two swords in hand, he was struck by Lü Hao's sudden attack.
Shen Mo also became interested and went to meet them, knife in hand.
Clang!
The sound of hammering rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.
Shen Mo's longsword blocked Lu Hao's downward slash with his twin blades, but both of their expressions changed.
Feeling the force from the knife, Shen Mo's hands trembled, and he was almost unable to support himself.
Only then did I realize that Lü Hao actually possessed a physique that had undergone three levels of sublimation!
This contradicts what Wei Jun said!
Meanwhile, Lu Hao's heart was also filled with turbulent waves.
He practiced swordsmanship diligently for more than ten years, even spending a huge sum of money to hire a master swordsman to guide him.
Before this, he was quite proud of his swordsmanship.
Even in the Viper Demon Hunter Squad, which is full of talented people, Lü Hao felt that he could be in the top five in terms of swordsmanship alone!
But now, his meticulously designed killing move has been blocked so easily by a spellcaster?
Clang!
Unconvinced, Lü Hao swung his knife left and right.
Clang! Clang!
Yin and Yang clashed!
Clang! Clang!
Turn around and roll away!
Clang clang clang—
Amidst a series of clanging sounds, Shen Mo blocked or dodged all of Lü Hao's attacks.
This made Lü Hao increasingly alarmed.
He realized that if it weren't for his superior physique compared to Shen Mo, he wouldn't have been able to suppress the other party.
In terms of pure swordsmanship, he might be slightly inferior.
If Shen Mo knew what Lü Hao was thinking, he would probably laugh out loud.
Because in his eyes, Lü Hao's rather confident swordsmanship was actually nothing special.
After taking a few blows from Lü Hao, Shen Mo felt nothing more than that his opponent was strong.
As for techniques...
Hmm~ Probably a level 30 veteran, no more than that.
Then there's no need to continue fighting.
Swish!
Shen Mo stepped to the side, dodging Lü Hao's double sword strikes.
Then, as the other party's eyes widened suddenly, the long sword in his hand flashed out a sliver of moonlight.
Crescent Moon Slash!
Stab it!
With a scraping sound, Shen Mo cut open the scale armor and inner cloth armor of Lü Hao's chest and abdomen, damaging the flesh inside.
"hiss!"
The sudden pain in his abdomen made Lü Hao gasp.
But he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, turning around to swing his knife at Shen Mo once more.
However, the look of fear on his face did not disappear.
Seeing Shen Mo stroll leisurely, dodging his attack.
His first move resulted in a wound on his own abdomen.
Lu Hao then realized that the other party had only wanted to exchange blows.
After discovering he wasn't as strong as I'd imagined, I lost interest.
Because their swordsmanship levels were not even in the same league.
Even Consultant Yuan is only at this level, right?
A sense of despair arose in Lü Hao's heart.
If the enemy is already this strong in melee combat, what would happen if they used magic attacks?
I'm probably just a plaything in his sword-forging technique.
With this thought in mind, Lü Haomeng resolved to fight to the death and began to fight Shen Mo.
Shen Mo was naturally not foolish enough to confront Lü Hao head-on.
Instead, he used his expert-level agility to dodge and evade attacks, while simultaneously seizing an opportunity to deliver a deadly blow to Lü Hao.
After a few rounds, Lü Hao was hacked to pieces by Shen Mo.
Not only was he covered in wounds, but one of his legs had also been cut off, causing him to collapse to his knees.
It’s over! "
A thought flashed through my mind.
Lu Hao ignored the oncoming longsword and focused his gaze on the black iron badge on Shen Mo's chest.
For some reason, he felt a sense of resentment.
Damn it, with this kind of strength, he's only a Black Iron-level Witcher.
Swish!
With a whooshing sound, a sliver of moonlight grazed Lü Hao's neck.
Shen Mo sheathed his sword.
Lu Hao's body fell to the ground with a thud, his head rolling several meters like a ball.
The knives are two good knives...
Shen Mo glanced at the nick on his longsword, then looked at the two swords tightly gripped in Lü Hao's hand.
If he wasn't mistaken, both of these swords were excellent-quality enchanted swords, far superior to the one he had.
After taking the twin swords from Lü Hao, Shen Mo searched the bodies of the six people again.
In addition to his twin swords, Lü Hao also possesses a magical accessory that can resist mental magical attacks.
As for the Demon-Enchanted Scale Armor, he had already slashed it to pieces, so it was of little value.
However, Wang Heng's scale armor was also of excellent quality, and he carried a fine-quality longbow, exactly what Shen Mo lacked.
The remaining "grunts" were mostly equipped with high-quality gear, similar to Shen Mo's current equipment.
Besides that, there were some Alliance coins; Shen Mo found over 40,000...
Selling their stuff to smugglers in Dusk Valley... that shouldn't be a problem, right?
After a moment of silence, he changed into Wang Heng's scale armor and the fine-quality bow and arrow, and took Lu Hao's twin swords with him.
Whether the items can be sold for money is another matter, but he can use them for now, especially since a fierce battle might be brewing next...
Afterwards, Shen Mo hid the items he had changed out of and the spoils of war in the canopy of a large tree and secured them.
He will come back to see it when he is ready to leave the Demon Realm.
If the item was still there, he would take it back and sell it.
If something is lost, then consider it fate.
He still has things to do; he can't just run around carrying around a bunch of equipment...
After taking care of everything, Shen Mo confirmed the location of the scout on the hilltop.
They then planned a route and quickly left the forest, bypassing the blind spots of the night vision binoculars.
"They've been inside for over half an hour, haven't they?"
Looking at the anti-magic weapon X1 in her hand, Tang Xiaoling asked Yang Mingyuan, "Hasn't it come out yet?"
"There shouldn't be..." Yang Mingyuan said uncertainly.
"What do you mean by 'should'?" Tang Xiaoling raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Didn't I tell you to keep a close eye on the situation over there? What have you been doing?!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Mingyuan felt uneasy and quickly explained, "Sister Tang, the trees there are too dense."
It was far away and the light was dim.
Not long after Lü Hao and the others went inside, I couldn't find them anymore.
"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Tang Xiaoling stepped forward, glared at Yang Mingyuan, and shouted, "Get out of my way!"
Yang Mingyuan's face stiffened, but he still managed a smile and gave up the night vision binoculars.
Tang Xiaoling approached with a cold face, her eyes pressed against the binoculars, searching for the group's whereabouts.
Yang Mingyuan's face darkened, and he looked Tang Xiaoling up and down, his gaze settling on her two round, ripe peach-like lobes.
"Do you want me to gouge your eyes out and stick them on my butt?" Tang Xiaoling said indifferently.
That cold tone brought Yang Mingyuan back to his senses, and he let out a dry laugh.
Tang Xiaoling appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, she was furious.
Her three team leaders do nothing but fantasize about her all day long, instead of doing their jobs properly.
Lu Hao didn't listen to her at all and would often disagree with her.
Wang Heng mostly gave perfunctory and perfunctory responses.
The only one who listened to him, Yang Mingyuan, was a complete fool.
With such a group of subordinates, Tang Xiaoling only felt mentally exhausted.
She wanted to achieve something to shut up those who accused her of using connections, but unfortunately, the men under her were too unhelpful.
uh~
Soft exclamations sounded behind me, along with what sounded like dancing.
Tang Xiaoling, already upset, suddenly became angry and turned around to scold him.
But the next moment, a stream of heat sprayed onto her face.
Tang Xiaoling's eyes widened, her mouth agape, and her expression quickly turned to terror.
"Sorry, I didn't expect to splash it all over your face."
Shen Mo released Yang Mingyuan, whose body was limp and blood was spurting from his neck, and apologized to Tang Xiaoling, who was standing there stunned, "You know, the more he struggled, the farther the blood splattered."