1169: C1169 You Have to Experience It First

C1169 You Have to Experience It First

"You're not from the Liu family."

Nangong Shuo shook his head.

Mo Nan cursed in his heart. He curled his lips and said,

"Why?"

"I know the younger generation of Liu family."

Only now did Nangong Shuo put away the contempt in his heart. However, it was also because of this that a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

"First of all, you don't cultivate the ancient martial arts of the Liu family."

"Moreover, the Liu family is good at using swords. I've never heard of anyone who uses sabers."

"You're not from the Hidden Clan."

Nangong Shuo's expression became colder as he spoke.

This was not his wild speculation.

Looking around the Hidden Clan, there was no one who would want Mo Nan to fight with his life on the line.

He couldn't do it either.

It was precisely because of this.

He had lost interest in persuading Mo Nan to leave just now. Now, he had changed his mind.

No matter why it was not the Liu family that came tonight, but the rogue cultivators.

Whoever dared to attack the people of Hidden Clan, no matter what the reason was, must be punished severely!

"Cripple your own arms and get out of here right now! This is the last chance I'll give you!"

Nangong Shuo narrowed his eyes and said expressionlessly.

"Haha."

Mo Nan casually pulled a piece of cloth off his body and wrapped it around the wound on his right shoulder.

"What a coincidence. This is what I wanted to tell you."

"Leave an arm and I'll let you leave through the door behind me."

He pointed backwards in the direction of the door that he had blocked.

"You're courting death."

There was no need to say anything more. Nangong Shuo's eyes were filled with coldness, and he no longer showed any mercy. His spear was like a flood dragon that was about to reach Mo Nan's chest in an instant.

He was disrespectful to the people of Hidden Clan, and he needed to be punished severely.

As for those who dared to hurt the people of the Hidden Clan, they would have to die!

At this moment, Nangong Shuo had already decided to kill them.

"This is going to be troublesome."

Mo Nan sighed.

He could also feel the change in Nangong Shuo.

Logically speaking, he had already arrived today, and could barely be considered to have completed the mission of the Liu family. It was Nangong Shuo's business that Nangong Shuo was willing to let him go, and it couldn't be used as a reason for the Liu family to make things difficult for him.

Even to Mo Nan, breaking his own arms wasn't a big deal. At most, he could secretly return later and steal his arms back. It would only take a few days for him to recover.

However, he didn't want to do that.

Nangong Shuo's tone and words made him unhappy.

The word 'martial arts' was like sailing against the current. If one did not advance, one would retreat.

If one retreated now, it would be difficult to break through in the future.

Moreover, the best chance to improve oneself was to suppress the upper. Now that he had encountered a strong enemy.

Why don't we just stand there!

Mo Nan's blood was boiling, as if something had been ignited.

In the next moment, he blocked Nangong Shuo's spear with the blade and dodged it. He grabbed the spear. With the life force from the Spirit Gathering Bead replenishing his body, his right hand, which had just regained some consciousness, swung the blade at Nangong Shuo's neck.

Nangong Shuo's eyes narrowed.

What kind of material was the long blade made of? He could tell at a glance that the long blade with the ability to break through spirits landed on his unprotected neck. Even he could not withstand it.

He was also a ruthless person.

He naturally could not risk his life like Mo Nan, but he could lay down on the ground without caring about his face at all.

After that, he rolled around on the ground and stood up again. His body was covered in dust, and he looked extremely miserable.

When he laid down, he had already let go of the black spear. At this moment, the long spear was thrown back by Mo Nan. He looked at Nangong Shuo who had stood up in ridicule.

"Donkey rolling around?"

Nangong Shuo,... ""

Ignoring Mo Nan's ridicule, he looked at the black spear in the distance and gritted his teeth.

He had been too panicked just now. He could have kept his grip on it.

In addition, he did not expect Mo Nan to be as strong as him.

This was all thanks to the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell .

After activating the Martial God Spell, Mo Nan's physical fitness was almost several times more explosive.

"Second attack."

Mo Nan shouted. The long blade in his hand was taller than his head, and it fell towards Nangong Shuo like chopping wood.

The blade technique was extremely fast. Although it wasn't as powerful as the first strike, its power was restrained. Before the long blade fell, Nangong Shuo already felt his heart palpitating.

"Damn it."

His expression darkened.

This time around, he was extremely confident in his own strength. Apart from his spear and armor, he didn't bring anything else with him. Otherwise, Mo Nan wouldn't be able to hurt him even if he stood there and let Mo Nan attack him.

Clang!

Sparks flew in the air.

Nangong Shuo turned his body to the side and Mo Nan's long blade landed on his shoulder. Just when he thought he could escape, a continuous stream of energy poured out of the blade.

Crack.

Nangong Shuo's eyes turned red in an instant, and he let out a miserable cry. His eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth as he said to Mo Nan, "You deserve to die."

He lowered his head and looked at his left arm, which had fallen to the ground. His face kept twitching.

He had never thought that Mo Nan would break his own arms. Mo Nan was fine now. He had broken one of his arms first.

"There's no rush."

Mo Nan stepped back expressionlessly. He looked at Nangong Shuo's right arm, which was still on his body.

"One more arm."

"Since you want me to break my own arms so badly, why don't you experience it first?"

After saying that, he took two deep breaths.

What do you mean?

Mo Nan could not help feeling bitter in his heart.

It was uncertain whether he could do it or not.

Don't look at the fact that there were no more wounds on his body. The injuries on his shoulder had almost recovered under the powerful healing effect of the Spirit Gathering Bead.

But right now, the medicinal Spiritual Forces in his body were almost completely depleted.

The second strike could only be used by a Grandmaster. He had just broken through to the Grandmaster realm. Although the power of this strike was strong, it could be used in one strike. After that, he did not even have the energy to continue fighting.

Fortunately, it was not like when he had killed Elder Zhao. After the first strike, he could not even stand steadily.

At least, he could say a few harsh words right now.

He could only say two vicious words.

At the same time.

Taking advantage of the time when he moved aside and tried his best to recover some Spiritual Forces, Nangong Shuo had already picked up his spear again.

However, he was somewhat unsteady.

Spear skills required flexibility, but one hand was something that could not be done no matter what.

To put it bluntly, the spear skills that he had trained for more than ten years had been destroyed by Mo Nan.

How could Nangong Shuo not be angry?

"Die!"

With an explosive shout, he gathered the spear above his head, and the sound of the gunshot was accompanied by vigorous medicinal Spiritual Forces. Unlike Mo Nan, he'd practically not expended much energy since he attacked until now.

However, this time, he had practically exhausted more than half of his medicinal Spiritual Forces.0

A faint phantom appeared at the tip of the spear. It was like a ghost mask. Light colored medicinal Spiritual Forces circled around the body of the spear, like the limbs of an evil ghost baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

The momentum was especially shocking.

In the next moment, Nangong Shuo threw the spear out with anger.

"What the f * ck?"

Mo Nan only had time to curse with a bitter smile.

He never thought that a martial skill could have such power.

At least, compared to his nameless saber skill, Nangong Shuo's spear strike was several times more powerful.

Otherwise, he might be able to block it.

The spear pierced through his body.

Blood splattered everywhere.

After a loud sound, old rascal was nailed to the ground. Blood flowed down the spear.

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