Chapter 118 Where's My Sword?

The dagger opened a ten centimeter long wound on Gao Ge's arm.

The flesh and blood rolled, and the skin was ripped apart.

Blood, dripping down Gao Ge's chin, dripped down.

He continued to use the power of the stars, trying to stop the bleeding, but the effect was not that good. After all, fighting with Shen Mo until now, it was also a great consumption of the power of the stars in his body.

"Hmph, are you cultivators so shameless?" Mo Ran who was standing beside said with a sneer.

Shen Mo glanced at him and said, "The next one is you."

"Go ahead!" Mo Ran said coldly.

Gao Ge wiped the wound on his arm and interrupted their conversation: "Stop bragging, you really can't beat him."

Mo Ran coughed, thinking about whether to intervene, otherwise, the result would be exactly as Shen Mo said just now, after Gao Ge died, he would be the next one.

Suddenly, Gao Ge stretched out his hand.

"How about borrowing your sword?"

Mo Ran's expression changed, he bit his lip, and did not speak.

For him, the sword is his life.

In fact, Mo Ran is a sensible person. He knows that he is actually an ordinary person. The reason why he can become the nightmare of Liu Rui and Song Zhi and others, and can kill enemies with his hands is all because of his sword.

Mo Mo's eyes turned cold, and he didn't want to give Gao Ge any more chances.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

After finally gaining some advantages, he didn't want to waste time and ruined the only advantages he had.

Taking advantage of the high singer, killing the opponent immediately is the kingly way.

Chirping and chirping, that's what the villains in TV dramas would do.

Seeing Shen Mo rushing towards him again, Gao Ge yelled angrily, punched out hard, and collided with Shen Mo again.

You must hurry up and kill the silence.

The small dagger in Shen Mo's hand danced on his palm like an elf.

As soon as he showed his sharpness, he drew a beautiful arc and stabbed towards Gao Ge's throat.

Silent shots have always been like this, and the word "ruthless" has been brought to the extreme. In this regard, Gao Ge thinks that he needs to study hard.

Actual combat is like this. Through actual combat, you can quickly realize your own shortcomings. By the way, you can see where your opponent is strong and learn the best.

Gradually, Gao Ge's speed has slowed down a lot.

Several times, it seemed that he was hit by silence.

Finally, Mo Ran couldn't bear it any longer, he rushed forward with strides, and a sword fell, forcing Silence back.

Mo Ran looked at Mo Ran coldly, and said mockingly, "What's the matter, are you afraid of death?"

Mo Ran felt that Mo Mo was a fool.

That's what I said.

Who is not afraid of death?

"Give me the sword." Gao Ge said.

"I can help you," Mo Ran said.

This is the countermeasure he came up with after thinking for a long time.

"You can't kill him." Gao Ge said with a smile, "Otherwise, if someone finds out, you will get into big trouble."

Mo Ran was at a loss.

"We are here to catch you. If you kill him, you will die too, unless no one knows about it." Gao Ge continued.

"Then you can?"

Gao Ge nodded.

Mo Ran hesitated: "Just now, I have already killed one..."

"He hit your sword, and I was the one who killed him." Gao Ge said calmly.

Mo Ran took a deep breath, and felt that what Gao Ge said was quite reasonable.

Silence suddenly burst out laughing.

"Interesting, interesting, Gao Ge, you hid at Xiao Linran's place just to learn swordsmanship, right? You've almost learned swordsmanship, are you ready to find a handy weapon?" Moment said bluntly.

Gao Ge frowned, and subconsciously looked at Mo Ran's expression.

What surprised him was that Mo Ran was not angry at the silent words, and raised his vigilance against Gao Ge. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of something.

"I'll give you the sword." Mo Ran couldn't help saying that he gave Gao Ge his sword, and then looked silently, "If you don't say that, I'm really worried, but if you dare to say that, it means that you and him are sure." It's not one side anymore."

silence:"……"

He didn't know whether to call Mo Ran smart or stupid.

What kind of logic is this?

Gao Ge held Mo Ran's sword with a dazed look on his face.

"Go, Pikachu!" Mo Ran yelled in a very second voice.

A smile appeared on Gao Ge's face, and he nodded slightly.

Knew it.

Junior high school boys are much happier.

He was holding the cold sword hilt, but the power of the stars in his body suddenly accelerated the surging speed.

On the blade of the sword, a ray of red light flashed, visible to the naked eye.

Gao Ge was taken aback: "This is?"

As the owner of this sword, Mo Ran also looked like he had seen a ghost: "Could it be...the battery is low?"

Gao Ge laughed.

Really a sophomore boy...

Shen Mo also stared round his eyes, a little unbelievable.

The red light flickered for a moment, and suddenly turned into a red line. It appeared for a while, as if it had been given life, and moved along Gao Ge's arm very nimbly.

From the blade to the arm, hidden under the skin.

A trace of warmth is Gao Ge's most intuitive feeling at this time.

The power of the stars, the surging speed accelerated again.

"good……"

Gao Ge's body trembled slightly.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it for a long time.

Silence suddenly rushed towards Gao Ge.

Gao Ge suddenly raised his hand, and the blade of the sword flashed with a sword light.

Dazzling!

This is the first time Gao Ge has seen Jian Guang, and before that, it attracted the most sword wind.

After the sword light flickered, a sharp edge repelled Silence.

From the silent mouth, there was a clear scream.

At the same time, his chest was already stained red with blood.

Gao Ge held the hilt of the sword, and finally finished what he wanted to say before.

"Hi..."

"..." With a movement of Shen Mo's wrist, the small dagger flew towards Gao Ge.

With a flash of silver light, it has arrived.

Without even thinking about it, Gao Ge raised the long sword in his hand completely relying on instinct.

The sword wind roared past.

The dagger turned into dust in the air and scattered down.

Immediately, Gao Ge's body was empty, and his body fell firmly to the ground.

The moment Gao Ge closed his eyes, there was only one thought in his mind.

"It feels like my body is being hollowed out..."

Silence, Gao Ge, and Wang Zhe all fell to the ground.

Only Mo Ran was left standing in the room.

He rubbed his hair, his brain was completely exhausted.

When Gao Ge swung his sword before, everything was too fast, and he had no time to react.

Suddenly, his face turned pale.

He moved a few steps back and forth, his eyes scanning the ground.

"Where is my sword?"

"Where is my sword?"

After searching for a long time, he didn't see his long sword, so he got down and grabbed Gao Ge by the collar.

"Give me back my sword!"

Mo Ran was completely panicked.

Without the sword, I am an ordinary person, unable to do anything.

There was a "bang".

The door of the room was kicked open.

Footsteps came from behind.

Before Mo Ran had time to turn around, he was kicked on the back by someone who came, kicking him like a football.