Chapter 46 – Broken Sword

　　Doctor Mo looked at his left hand in slight surprise before turning his gaze to Han Li and spoke contemptuously, “Interesting, it seems that you really haven’t been idle over the past year, and have actually practiced such wacky kung fu, but do you really think that, with these few three-handed kung fu moves, you’re a match for me?”

　　”It seems like I haven’t fought for a long time either, it’s not bad to personally get down and move my hands and feet, I’ll let you fight first!”

　　Han Li ignored his opponent’s verbal blows against him, he had decided to strike first and grab some head start.

　　The short sword in his left hand crossed in front of his body, attracting the other party’s line of sight, while from within the cuff of his right sleeve he quietly slid down a white paper packet that landed in the heart of his right hand, and then lifting his hand, a large amount of white powder was waved out from the paper packet, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a thick white smoke that covered Han Li’s entire body, causing his figure to become blurry and indistinct, and the smoke also quickly spread throughout the entire room, causing the The entire room became a white haze, unable to see five fingers, and Han Li also strangely disappeared into the mist.

　　Dr. Mo frowned, somewhat surprised by Han Li’s move, but inwardly, he was unimpressed, with his experience, there were ways to crack this kind of dirty tricks. It was only for fear that the smoke had been done to him that he had held his breath, and with his profound strength, not changing his breath for three or five quarters was no problem at all.

　　”Hmph, carving small skills, also dare to show off in front of me!” Doctor Mo snorted coldly, and his right hand suddenly struck the smoke with an empty palm, and the white fog in front of him was like being stirred by a giant stick, immediately tossing up and revealing a large, clear hole.

　　Without seeing Han Li’s figure, Dr. Mo also did not stop, four left and right, a dozen or so cleaving palms in a row, the smoke in the room, from the front door dispersed completely, the room returned to normal, in addition to the missing Han Li the person outside.

　　”Strange, this kid really does have a few tricks up his sleeve, he was able to turn himself into nothing alive in front of me.” Dr. Mo was a bit surprised, but he wasn’t panicked in the slightest, knowing that he had been guarding near the doorway, even if a bedbug flew by, it wouldn’t be able to escape his ears and eyes.

　　He carefully scanned the whole house, surrounded by numerous bookshelves, a desk and a tutor’s chair, everything as usual, there is no difference, but Han Li such a big living person, how to become gone in such a small space?

　　Dr. Mo’s expression did not change, but in his heart there was some muttering, but he was bold, coughed a few times, then shook and trembled towards the corner of the house where Han Li disappeared, wanting to go and take a closer look at what was going on.

　　In walking to the corner of the house a distance of ten feet away, he stopped his figure, narrowed his eyes, he has felt a trace of if nothing else, the killing machine pervades in the vicinity of this place, is aimed at him ready to strike.

　　Mo Dafu eyes shine, carefully scanning around repeatedly, still did not find any abnormalities, his heart began to be annoyed, there is no one around, is it up to the sky into the ground not?

　　”The sky into the ground” he moved in his mind, felt as if he had seized the point of what, just want to think deeply to pursue, but suddenly heard the head “clang” a ringing.

　　”Not good” Mo Dafu suddenly realized, only then realized that the opponent hid in the eaves above, he did not care to raise his head, “Huo” raised his hand to the top is a powerful cleave palm, want to hide in the upper, is attempting to their own unfavorable guy, a palm to stun down.

　　Rumbling sound, along with the palm force of the strike and sent over, also mixed with a few crisp “clank” sound.

　　Dr. Mo was a bit puzzled, busy lifting his head to look upwards, the whole person could not help but be dumbfounded, only to see that the overhead was empty, a ghostly shadow was not there, only a black iron bell hanging on the beams of the house, was excited by his palm winds to shake more than that clanking sound was coming from it, where there is half of Han Li’s silhouette!

　　Is the ink doctor looked up at the time, a ray of cold light, with the swiftness of the trend, from his feet quietly fled out, swiftly stabbed to his abdomen, the speed of the fast with the lightning to describe not too much, until the light is about to touch the clothes, only to be the ink doctor Eran found.

　　Mo Daifu was shocked, panic in a hurry, suddenly came to a plank bridge, the whole body like no spine general, from the center backward hit a fold, narrowly let this sword, let the short sword close to the belly slipped through, the abdomen of the clothes are cut open a long thin mouth, almost gave him a big open.

　　After letting this sword, Mo Dafu still do not dare to relax, the bottom of the foot like a spring, the body did not move, the whole person is automatically sliding backward a few zhang more than a long way, only then dared to tilt up, and shocked and angry look to the place where the sword light flew up.

　　Only to see that he just stood near a ground, slowly convex drum up, but also higher and higher, and finally formed a yellow human form, it is the cartilage work, astringent power and pseudo anonymity art combined together to use Han Li.

　　At this time he, body changed into a with the floor exactly the same soil yellow clothing, left hand carrying that almost built the short sword, eyes are showing chagrin color, it seems to just that sword, Han Li heart is very feel pity.

　　The original charred yellow face of Dr. Mo, at the moment, but some green, he is now also just that sword of the thrill, to the heart of the “thumping” straight jump, a strong fear, he is not not experienced the risk of the novice jianghu, but so close to the God of Death, in the first half of his life, but also is the only a few times, let alone! It was done by Han Li, whom he had always despised.

　　He took a deep breath, his expression finally regaining its calmness, and said with a somewhat dry voice, ”It seems that I have truly underestimated you, my dear disciple! You’ve played this hand very well, and it’s well worth me taking it seriously now.”

　　After saying these demonstrative words, Doctor Mo slowly raised his hands flat in front of his eyes, gently staring at his hands without saying a word, as mesmerized as a lover in love, seemingly forgetting Han Li completely to the back of his mind.

　　Han Li raised both eyebrows upwards and laughed coldly, he grabbed the short sword with one hand, took small square steps and slowly leaned towards Dr. Mo.