1040: C1040 What the Hell Is This

C1040 What the Hell Is This

Damn it.

Looking at the Mountain Splitting Blade in his hand, Mo Nan couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Before the battle even started, his weapon was almost crippled. How was he supposed to fight?

At this moment, he finally understood why this group of people from the Hidden Clan was so difficult to deal with.

These people had always been connected to another world. God knows what kind of mysterious things were in that world.

The black sail in Wu Ziyang's hand was obviously not like the product of the world he was in.

"Hu."

After retreating, Mo Nan let out a breath of turbid air. He immediately made up his mind that he couldn't fight in close combat. It seemed like he could only be a ranged mage.

After all, he had already reached the Grandmaster level. He could truly release Spiritual Forces.

Nameless Saber Technique, First Move.

A cold smile flashed across old rascal's heart. He immediately made the first move of drawing his saber. Immediately after, he swung his saber from the bottom up. A majestic Spiritual Force Saber Qi instantly shot toward Wu Ziyang with unstoppable momentum.

Awesome!

After swinging his saber, Mo Nan could not help but sigh in his heart.

Although his current Spiritual Force wasn't comparable to a Grandmaster, it was still several times stronger than when he was at the Late Period of Martial Warrior realm. Especially when he broke through earlier, the Spirit Fruits he swallowed made the Spiritual Forces in his body especially abundant.

As a result, he was finally able to use the first strike of the nameless saber technique.

The Saber Qi cut through the air and arrived in front of Wu Ziyang in the blink of an eye.

"!"

Wu Ziyang's expression changed. His face was filled with shock and confusion. He couldn't figure out how Mo Nan had learned this move, which was obviously a martial skill.

Could it be that he came from the Hidden Clan as well?

This thought only flashed across his mind. The main thing was that he really didn't have the time to think about it. The Spiritual Force contained in the Saber Qi made him extremely shocked. He didn't dare to take it head-on. He raised his hand and crushed a jade Buddha hanging on his neck.

The golden light shone brightly and immediately wrapped around his entire body.

Boom!

After a violent sound, Mo Nan looked at Wu Ziyang who was gradually revealing his true appearance in the smoke and dust. His original smile froze on his face and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Wu Ziyang, who was in the golden light, was completely unharmed. He was staring at Mo Nan coldly.

Fortunately, the golden light only existed for a dozen seconds before it dissipated.

"Sure."

The depression in his heart immediately disappeared. Mo Nan waved his hand and said with a cold grin.

"I want to see how many of these good things you have."

"I don't believe that you still have so many life-saving things with you in order to break through to the Grandmaster realm!"

old rascal swung his saber again, but to be honest, he was a little jealous at this moment.

What the hell? There were clearly two powerful elders behind him. They clearly had the strength to be a second-generation thug waiting to die. On what basis did he have to rely on himself to fight for everything?

With a deep resentment towards Elder Mo, he swung his blade again.

Not to mention, the power of this strike was actually stronger than the previous one.

Wu Ziyang's expression changed completely.

Just as Mo Nan had said, this time, he came for a breakthrough. In addition, he brought along Elder Zhao. Hence, he did not bring too many life-saving items. On the contrary, he still had a lot of attacking methods.

However, that would require him to survive in order to be able to use it.

"Damn it."

Wu Ziyang cursed in his heart. He felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have underestimated Mo Nan's strength before. Now that he thought about it, anyone who could kill a Grandmaster with the strength of a martial artist, even if they didn't come from the Hidden Clan, would never be able to compare with ordinary martial artists.

Now, it was too late to regret all of this.

He looked at the black sail in his hand with some hesitation. In the next second, he firmly inserted the black sail into the ground and recited a mantra.

There was no other way. This was the only way he could think of to deal with it.

Hum.

A muffled sound came from the black sail.

In the blink of an eye, a group of black bugs rushed out from the black sail. When they saw the incoming blade energy, they immediately rushed forward fearlessly.

They looked like moths flying into a flame. Apart from shocking people, they also felt their scalps turn numb.

After all, such a large group of bugs whose names were unknown just looked at them. They all had a phobia of density.

Mo Nan felt a chill in his heart.

This guy actually had other means of saving his life.

What made him even more curious was what those insects with no names were.

Could it be the Gu that he had never believed in before?

"I think I was thinking too much."

Shaking his head, Mo Nan quickly calmed down. The main thing was, if the Gu was really the rumored Gu, its power should be even more powerful than these black bugs.

These bugs were probably some kind of insect rearing and insect controlling technique. They were not as profound as raising Gu worms. However, this also made him a little vigilant. He made up his mind to be careful in the future. After all, the world was big, and anything could happen.

He looked back at the scene in front of him.

After a large group of black bugs collided with the Saber Qi, they turned into a lump of black mist in the blink of an eye. They dissipated in the wind, as if they had never appeared before.

Wu Ziyang, who had escaped yet again, looked at the black sail beside him with an ashen face. Veins could be seen on his forehead.

These bugs had been raised by him since he was young. He had been raising them for so many years.

The key was that the insects were used as an attack to protect his life. It was a waste of a treasure. Right now, the black insects were almost all dead. His black sail had completely lost its power.

How could he not feel the pain?

"You really pissed me off."

With a gloomy face, Wu Ziyang said in a deep voice. At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of wasting time with Mo Nan. He wanted to kill Mo Nan as soon as possible to commemorate the black bug that he had raised for so many years.0

"Hehe."

However, when he heard the sound, Mo Nan just smiled indifferently.

What he cared about was the black sail. Now that the color of the black sail had become much lighter, how could he not see it? That thing is no longer useful. Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for Wu Ziyang to protect himself, and he still wanted to kill him?

What a fool's dream.

Martial God Law!

The Talent Skill was activated, and Mo Nan dashed towards Wu Ziyang. The Mountain Splitting Blade in his hand was raised high up in the air.

At the same time, he did not forget to pay attention to Elder Zhao's movements in the distance. He was sure that once something happened to Wu Ziyang, this undying old man would definitely come to save him.

However, to his surprise, Elder Zhao was still standing in his original position, without any intention of making a move.

"There's a problem."

A thought flashed across Mo Nan's mind.

However, just as he thought about it, Wu Ziyang had already moved.

"If one Lightning Summoning Talisman can't kill you, then what about five?"

Wu Ziyang gave a ferocious smile. He put his hand into his pocket and threw out a handful of yellow paper.

At this time, Mo Nan finally saw what he had thrown.

However, this was not what he wanted to see.

"F * ck me!"

His expression changed. He didn't even have time to react. He could only curse out loud before his entire body disappeared into the lightning.

"It's broken!"

In the distance, Jessica and the others, who had been waiting calmly, couldn't stay still anymore. They whispered to each other and looked at each other. They wanted to leave.

As soon as they moved, Elder Zhao stopped them. The old man gently raised his hand, and Qin Jiang and Jessica, who were about to rush out, stopped in their tracks.

"There's no hurry. Take your time."

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