1194: C1194 One Knife

C1194 One Knife

"Elder Chiang."

Mo Nan kept mumbling the name.

In his mind, Pen Holding Man was a good teacher and a good friend. He could even be considered half an enemy, but not his disciple.

He was more like a disciple to Pen Holding Man.

Old Master Ling had already left.

Now, he did not want Pen Holding Man to leave so quickly.

In fact, he did not want to think that way either. However, Chiang Shee's sorrowful expression made him not dare to ask.

In the outskirts, a short wall gradually appeared in his field of vision.

Although it was called a villa, it was actually a rundown small building.

However, although the villa was run-down, there were quite a number of people guarding it.

The car stopped a hundred meters away. Mo Nan closed his eyes and sensed for a while. Before long, he opened his eyes and sneered.

"Sibo Xu is being considerate. Three Late Period of Martial Warrior and one Grandmaster."

"Elder Chiang has a lot of face."

As for the warriors of the other realms, Mo Nan was too lazy to count them. In any case, there were at least a dozen of them.

A shabby villa was surrounded by so many people like an iron bucket. Luckily, Chiang Shee and the others did not come. Otherwise, without a Grandmaster, many people would have died here.

"There's a Grandmaster here?"

Chiang Shee was shocked as well, and he felt a lingering fear in his heart. Even if there were no Grandmasters, it was hard to say if they could break in. If there were Grandmasters...

"In other words, Si is not trying to trap the young lady. He is trying to lure us out on purpose."

A fainted Pen Holding Man and Chiang Lee did not need so many people to guard them.

However, Sibo Xu still sent so many people. It could only mean that Sibo Xu had other plans.

"Scary. This guy is too shrewd."

Chiang Shee frowned and took a deep breath.

"Horrible ghost."

Mo Nan casually waved his hand. After all these years, he had come to understand one thing.

All schemes were useless in the face of absolute strength.

Sibo Xu wanted to scheme against people?

Then he would like to see how he could take advantage of a Grandmaster and a large group of martial artists. Would the new president, who was about to take office, be distressed?

"Manager Mo, let me analyze it for you. There are a total of five Grandmasters in the chamber of commerce. The old prisoner of the Law Enforcement Hall is still out of the city..."

After Chiang Shee found out that there were Grandmasters here, his mind started to spin rapidly.

After all, knowing this and knowing the enemy was the only way to win a hundred battles. In his opinion, Mo Nan was only a Grandmaster. Against a Grandmaster of the Chamber of Commerce, he might not necessarily have a 100% chance of winning.

However, he had not finished his analysis.

"It's the same for everyone."

Mo Nan waved his hand and got out of the car.

It was not that he underestimated his enemy. It was because he looked down on the Grandmasters guarding this place.

If the opponent was really an expert, Sibo Xu would not be able to order him to move, right?

Moreover, whether he was strong or not, he would have to wait until he could withstand one strike of his saber.

After touching his lower body, Mo Nan felt reassured. He strode towards the courtyard of the villa.

"Stop right there!"

When more than a dozen warriors stopped their cars in the distance, they were already on guard. When they noticed Mo Nan, this stranger, approaching them, they instantly rushed out and surrounded Mo Nan in the middle.

"Who told you to come?"

Realizing Mo Nan's aura, more than a dozen warriors became nervous. They no longer needed to doubt Mo Nan's intention and asked solemnly.

"I will only say it once. Move away."

Glancing around indifferently, Mo Nan said calmly.

"Go!"

When the dozen or so martial artists heard him, their expressions changed slightly. After looking at each other for a while, they did not know who shouted first and was about to take the initiative to attack.

"Hold on." A shout came from the courtyard. Mo Nan looked up and saw an old man walk out of the courtyard. He was dressed in linen clothes and shoes, and his aura was thick.

A Houtian master.

Mo Nan's heart was completely at peace.

On the other hand, the old man who came out noticed Mo Nan's realm and the corner of his mouth twitched...

What the f * ck! Where did this monstrous genius come from?

"Mo Nan?" After a pause, the old man asked uncertainly.

"It's me." Mo Nan nodded. He didn't feel surprised. No one in the younger generation of Dragon Chamber Of Commerce, including that trash Sibo Xu, could compare with his breakthrough speed.

This wasn't arrogance, but reality.

"Even if you are the vice president's master."

After knowing Mo Nan's identity, the old man still shook his head.

"Go back. I am ordered to guard this place. Unless the president gives the order, no one can enter."

"You want to stop me?"

Mo Nan's face turned cold.

The old man had seen many storms in his life, but he still felt a chill in his bones.

This had to do with Mo Nan being unable to control his killing intent once he got angry.

He had come all the way here to kill. His killing intent had already solidified along with his breakthrough in realm.

This kind of situation could only be improved after Mo Nan broke through to the Martial King realm.

He had modified some of the circulation routes of the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell , but not all of them. Naturally, he hadn't found out where he was wrong.

"I don't want to ask you a second time. Are you going to let me in or not?"

Without getting an answer, Mo Nan urged impatiently.

He had one hand behind his back. As long as the old man in front of him shook his head, he would be blind.

"No..."

It was almost as if the old man had just said the word "no.

A stream of Saber Qi with an unparalleled aura shot out.

"You're courting death, don't blame me."

After drawing the saber, they withdrew it and drank it together. They were going to fight Nangong Shuo. Mo Nan had gained a lot from this battle, and his saber technique had improved a lot in this battle.

In the distance, the old man's eyes were filled with disbelief. He slowly lay down, and in a moment, he was lying on the ground, covered in blood.

He did not believe that Mo Nan could kill a Grandmaster with just one strike.

This was actually very normal. One should know that not every Grandmaster was as powerful as Koo Jian and Nangong Shuo. The former was experienced in battle, and was not the slightest bit weaker than Mo Nan. The latter was younger than Mo Nan. His blood energy was thick, and his realm and weapon were even higher than Mo Nan's.

As for ordinary Grandmasters, their blood energy was at a loss. Although they were only Grandmaster Stage, they didn't have the strength of a Grandmaster. Mo Nan had already killed two of them in the Martial Warrior Stage realm.

Grandmaster Shi and Elder Zhao.

After the first slash, the scene was silent. The sound of breathing could be heard clearly. Mo Nan glanced at the surrounding warriors and beckoned to Chiang Shee, who was dumbfounded.

"Don't just stand there. Let's go in and take a look."

"Okay, okay."

Only then did Chiang Shee come back to his senses. However, when he looked at Mo Nan, his eyes were still filled with shock.

He had killed a Grandmaster with a single strike.

It was only now that he remembered Mo Nan's somewhat vulgar nickname, 'Grandmaster Killer'. Now, it seemed like it wasn't excessive at all.

That was a Grandmaster. Did you just cut it with a single strike?

On the other side, Mo Nan ignored Chiang Shee's thoughts and entered the courtyard. He shouted.

"Chiang Lee!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of something breaking came from the villa. Half a minute later, someone opened the door from the villa.

"Why are you only here?"

Chiang Lee's eyes were red as she looked at the figure who came a few days late. She rubbed her eyes hard.

For the first time, she felt that besides her grandfather Pen Holding Man, there was another man who made her feel so reliable. Just a glance made her feel at ease.

It was as if everything had passed.

"Hehe, something happened."1

Mo Nan scratched his head and looked at Chiang Lee's figure which had become much thinner after a few days of not seeing her. His heart could not help but tighten.

A troubled season. It was not peaceful anywhere.

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