A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Dr. Murray looked at his left hand slightly surprised before turning his eyes to Han Li, scornfully said:

“Interesting, it seems that this year you haven't really been idle and practiced such weird kung fu, but do you really think that with these three legged cat kung fu, you can be my opponent? ”

“Looks like I haven't done it in a long time. I'll let you do it first! ”

Han Li ignored the other party's verbal blow, and he decided to pre-empt, pre-empt and take some chances.

His left sword crossed in front of him, attracting each other's gaze, and slipped quietly from the right cuff into a white paper bag, fell into the right palm, then lifted his hand, a large piece of white powder sprinkled out of the paper bag, the blink turned into a thick white smoke, covered Han Li's entire body, blurred his figure, if nothing, and the smoke quickly spread to the whole house, making the whole room a white piece, unable to reach five fingers, Han Li also strangely disappeared into the fog.

Dr Murrow frowned, some unexpected about Han Li's move, but the mind didn't think so. With his experience, he was old enough to deal with this low-class means, some of which were cracking. Just to fear that the smoke had been done, he had held his breath, and with his deep power, he did not breathe for three or five minutes, no problem at all.

“Humph, the sculpture trick, dare to sell it in front of me!” Dr. Murrow snorted coldly, his right hand slapped an empty palm and hit the smoke. The white mist in front of him was like being stirred by a giant stick, and immediately flipped up, revealing a clear large hole.

Without seeing Han Li's figure, Dr. Mu also did not stop. He opened his bow about four times and a dozen times in a row, splitting the smoke in the house, dissipating it from the gate, and restoring normalcy in the room, except for the lack of Han Li.

“Strange, the boy really has a few doorways to make himself disappear alive in front of him.” Dr. Murrow was a little surprised, but he didn't panic at all. You know, he kept guarding near the door, and there was a bug flying through his ears and eyes.

He swept through the entire lower house, surrounded by bookshelves, a desk, and a teacher's chair, as usual, there was no difference, but Han Li, such a big living man, how could it be in such a small space, gone?

Dr Murray's color remained the same, but he had some muttering in his heart, but his talented man was bold, coughed a few times, trembled to the corner of Han Li's disappearing roof, and wanted to check it out.

As he walked a long way from the corner, he paused, stitched up his eyes, and he had felt a slight glimmer of killing machines, scattered around here, pointing at him, ready to strike.

Dr Murray's eyes shone brightly, carefully and repeatedly sweeping left and right, still didn't notice anything abnormal, his mind began to get bored, no one was around him, could it not be in heaven and earth?

“Into the heavens and earth” he moved in his heart, feeling like he grabbed something, thinking about pursuing it deeply, but suddenly heard the sound of “Ba” over his head.

“Bad” Dr. Mo suddenly realized that the opponent was hiding on the roof. He couldn't help but look up and “hoo”. Raising his hand up was a sharp slap, trying to hide on top, trying to knock the guy against himself down.

The rumbling sounds came from the claps, and there were several crisp “clangs”.

Dr. Murray was a little confused. He looked up, but the whole person couldn't help but sit still. He saw no ghost over his head. There was only one black iron bell hanging on the beam of the house. His palm wind shook him more than excitedly. The sound of Tinker Bell came from it. Where was Han's half-person shadow!

While Dr. Murrow looked up, a cold light, and the thunder was less than his ear. He slipped out quietly from under his feet and quickly stabbed him in the stomach. His speed was not excessive. He could not describe it with an electric lightning stone fire until the light was about to touch his clothes. Dr. Murrow suddenly noticed.

Dr Murrow was shocked, rushed to his senses, suddenly came an iron plate bridge, his whole body was like a spinal bone loss, he broke a fold from the middle to the back, risky let the sword slip over against his belly, cut open an elongated mouth of clothes on his abdomen, almost gave him a big open.

After letting this sword pass, Dr. Murrow still dared not to loosen up, his feet were like a spring, his body did not move, but the whole person automatically slid back a few lengths, which dared to rise up and look angrily at the place where the sword flew.

He just stood near a ground, slowly raised the drum, the higher the drum, finally formed a yellow human form, it is the combination of cartilage work, convergence work and pseudoconception, used together Han Li.

At this time, he was dressed in the same golden clothes as the floor. He was carrying that near-built sword with his left hand, and his eyes were showing a defiled divine color. It seemed to me that Han Lixing was very sorry about the sword just now.

Dr. Mo's original face was a little blue at this moment. He is now frightened by the adventure of the sword, and his heart is beating "bang bang” straight. He is not a newcomer to the river and lake who has not experienced risk, but so close to Reaper, in the first half of his life, it is only a few times, let alone by Han Li, whom he has always despised.

After taking a deep breath, his face finally returned to calm and his voice said with some dryness:

“Looks like I really underestimated you, my dear apprentice! You're a good player. You deserve to be taken seriously. ”

After the words of this demonstration, Dr. Murray slowly raised his hands and placed them flat in front of him. He stared gently at his hands without saying a word. He seemed to have completely forgotten Han Li as if he were a passionate lover.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and smiled. He grabbed the short sword with one hand, took a small square step and slowly leaned towards Dr. Mu.