Behind me stand the anime bosses

Chen Mo took a quick look and saw a total of forty-six skills. Together with the previous [Swordless Style·True Sword·Catching Blades with Bare Hands], Zoro had already provided himself with forty-seven skills.

Although many of these skills are small skills, he now needs to add some small killing moves to Liu Qiandao's ordinary swordsmanship.

And Zoro's skills completely make up for his shortcomings in this area.

Chen Mo retreated from his mind, and what he saw was Qiao Shisi raising the shovel high and hitting Xia Yun in the face.

Xia Yun, who was sitting on the ground, showed a look of panic on her pretty face. She quickly dug into the ground with her hands and backed away.

And a mourning stick was swung directly behind his head.

Xia Yun felt a deadly breath coming from behind and wanted to turn her body into mist, but a feeling of fear suddenly rose in her heart, disrupting her ability to release her mental power into mist.

The double attack of the shovel and the mourning stick from the front and back, as well as the depressed mood, put Xia Yun in danger of death in an instant.

At this moment, a figure suddenly stomped on the ground. Chen Mo, with strength infused into his legs, was like a torpedo launched with the bonus of [Air Dance]. In an instant, his figure flashed to Xia Yun's side like a ghost.

"Legend of Milong: Sword Cutting Sword!"

"Horse ghost!"

hum!

A crisp metallic sound was heard, and at the same time a piece of iron suddenly flew backwards.

Xia Yun, who had her eyes closed, saw that the imagined harm did not come. She slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, and found Chen Mo standing in front of her, protecting her like a roc spreading its wings.

Chen Mo's left hand remained with his little finger and ring finger extended, and at his fingertips was a broken wooden stick, which was the handle of Qiao Shisi's shovel, and the head of the shovel had already flown out.

Chen Mo held the knife in his right hand in reverse, maintaining a downward posture, and the Liu Feng in his hand steadily blocked the frustrated mourning stick.

Qiao Shisi took back his shovel, or should I say wooden stick now, and looked at the broken wood. He couldn't help but feel shocked. Although this shovel was not a magic weapon, it was passed down from his ancestors after all, and it also had some spirituality. Ordinary acquired magic weapons were no match for it.

But this kid was able to block it with just two fingers and even cut off his shovel. His strength was already much higher than mine.

The key point is that he could fight two alone, and the other one was able to block Frustration's attack. Although it was just a random attack from him, Frustration was ranked 12th. I'm afraid he didn't expect that he would be blocked by Chen Mo.

Qiao Shisi looked at him in frustration, and the latter also had a hint of surprise on his face. Although the young man's attack was somewhat unexpected, most people could not take his blow.

"Boy, it seems you are determined to seek death." Dejectedly, he took back his mourning stick and looked at Chen Mo who was protecting Xia Yun.

Chen Mo didn't say anything, just held his Liu Feng tightly and looked at the group of weirdos.

The meaning is self-evident: resist to the end.

"Then let's take action, everyone!" Dejected said. He was the strongest here now, and everyone followed his lead.

"Then start killing!" Zhao Tianyin also mobilized the yellow sand to attack Chen Mo.

Chen Mo pulled Xia Yun up from the ground and was about to retreat. Seeing this, Yugu snapped his fingers. Chen Mo suddenly felt his heartbeat and a feeling of fear was about to arise, but it disappeared in a moment.

Chen Mo became suspicious, but did not hesitate. He used the Nine Heavens Thunder double kick and flew out of the attack range of Frustrated and Qiao Shisi in an instant, bringing Xia Yun to Huasha.

Looking at Chen Mo, whose movements were not hindered at all, he frowned in frustration. He had just used [Love Killing] on him, so why did he act like nothing happened?

It was very confusing. Even Huasha was suffering from emotional fluctuations, but Chen Mo seemed not to be affected at all.

Right under the eyes of many weirdos, Chen Mo brought Xia Yun out directly.

"Chen Mo, take Dean Huasha away quickly, I'll cover you!" After helping Huasha up, Xia Yun hurriedly said to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was speechless. Are the people in the Northwest War Zone so simple-minded?

How can we escape from this situation now?

"Can you give me two knives? If not, one will do." Chen Mo asked this question instead of responding.

I only have one sword now, and the several skills of One Sword Flow are obviously not enough to fight against so many monsters. Unless I have three swords that can release the abilities of Three Sword Flow and Nine Sword Flow, I will definitely not be able to defeat so many monsters.

Even if you can't find all three swords, you still need two swords. The many skills of the two-sword style should be able to ensure that you can delay them for a long time.

"I have a knife here." Huasha said suddenly, but her voice was a little choked, as if it involved some bad memories.

Then the space ring on her old finger suddenly lit up, and a sword appeared in her hand. Looking at the ink-black sword in her hand, Huasha couldn't help but tremble slightly in her hand holding the sword.

"This knife..." Chen Mo couldn't help but ask as he looked at the ink knife emitting a strange aura.

"This is my son's sword. There used to be too many ghosts in the Northwest War Zone. This sword was used by a ghost hunter in the Northwest War Zone before the revival of spiritual energy. The name of this sword is Onikiri."

"Ghost Cutting?" Chen Mo was paused. Isn't this a sword from the island country?

Could it be that the ghost hunter before the revival of spiritual energy was an islander?

Otherwise, why would this sword look like a katana?

"I'll lend you this knife first. I hope you can use it to kill Frustrated for me." Huasha looked at Frustrated not far away with resentment.

This knife is the last relic her son left her. She cannot give it to Chen Mo now, so she can only lend it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took the Guiqie and held it in his hand. A cool breath came from the handle of the knife in his right hand.

Chen Mo picked up Liu Feng in his left hand and the Ghost Cut he had just obtained in his right hand. Looking at the five monsters approaching him, Yao Ye still did not move.

Qiao Shisi took the lead, holding a wooden stick in his hand and rushed forward.

He followed Qiao Shisi in frustration. The mourning stick in his hand was the fifth-ranked acquired divine weapon, otherwise he would not have been able to easily block Chen Mo's horse ghost.

Later, Zhao Tianyin and Xu Yin rushed up holding the jade seal and the fake banana fan respectively.

Xu Taiping was just walking slowly towards this side, but his eyes were always staring at the space around Chen Mo. The sickle in his hand was eager to try, and he could chop at Chen Mo through the air at any time.

Chen Mo held two swords in an inverted eight shape and held them upright on both sides. His eyes swept over the five people rushing towards him one by one, until he saw Xu Taiping at the back. Chen Mo narrowed his eyes.

He remembered that Xu Taiping, who was the weakest among the six, had the highest bounty among them...