1291: C1291 The Wall Was Pushed down by Everyone

C1291 The Wall Was Pushed down by Everyone

Chang Xu hurriedly brought the two back from the chaos. There was another reason.

A few minutes ago.

Mo Nan's sudden change frightened Chu Liuqing. Even Chu Three Thousand felt his heart palpitate. He knew it was useless to talk to Mo Nan now. He turned to the guests and said,

"Everyone, this kid has fallen into the devil. Please lend a helping hand to the Chu family. Eliminate the Ancient Martial World, this is a big problem!"

He spoke righteously.

Unfortunately.

The guests who had come to curry favor with the Chu family had almost no reaction at this moment.

Right and wrong, the human heart had its own judgment.

Or it could be said that Mo Nan's influence and talent had earned the recognition of most of the guests present.

Other than that, there were some people who didn't care about Mo Nan, but they were eager to see him go crazy and severely injure the Chu family. This way, the families under the jurisdiction of the Chu family would be able to obtain greater benefits...

There were many reasons for this.

However, at the very least, when Chu Three Thousand, the Martial King, was defeated, even the warriors and mercenaries of the Chu family were hesitating whether or not they should listen to their family's arrangements.

No one wanted to die.

Even though many people could see that Mo Nan was at the end of his rope.

Chu Three Thousand's face was livid. He clenched the long blade in his chest with one hand and didn't dare to move. Otherwise, he would have attacked himself. Seeing that his son, Chu Liuqing, was paralyzed with fear, he did not dare to delay any longer. He said in a deep voice.

"Everyone who came to our Chu family today, our Chu family has a record. Aren't you worried that our Chu family will settle the score with us?"

This was already considered a threat.

Unfortunately, the wall had fallen and everyone had pushed it. Most of the people who had come today were from the nearby aristocratic families or rogue warriors. To put it bluntly, among these people, how many of them hadn't had enough of being bullied by the Chu family?

Today, Chu Three Thousand was seriously injured. In their opinion, it was an opportunity to watch a good show.

Someone even said:

Sect Master of Chu family, if I remember correctly, the two of you are still fighting. Isn't it inappropriate for us to fight?"

"That's right, Sect Master of the Chu family. This is an opportunity for you to get rid of your previous shame. We still have this kind of look in our eyes. This won't ruin your plans."

Those who spoke were all old foxes. Each and every one of them spoke with a tone of consideration for Chu Three Thousand, as if they were saying, "Chu Three Thousand, let's pretend that we didn't see what you just lost. Now, it's time for you to get rid of your previous shame...

Chu Three Thousand was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

If I can make a move, there is no need for me to trouble all of you.

Damn it, none of those who were present today will be able to escape the Chu family's punishment.

"Get back here."

Chu Sanqian called out in a low voice and pulled Chu Liuqing back to his side. After hesitating for a while, he decided to do it himself.

What the guests said was not unreasonable. He was risking his life to do it now. It was indeed a chance to wash away his shame.

"Go to hell!"

With a palm strike, a ferocious look appeared in Chu Three Thousand's eyes, as if he wanted to kill Mo Nan with a single strike.

Bang.

Mo Nan, who was sent flying by the palm strike, was like an arrow at the end of its flight. Without any ability to resist, he was sent flying more than ten meters away, smashing heavily into a rock. It was visible to the naked eye that a collapsed wooden beam pierced through his waist.

"Ah!"

A few people nearby immediately cried out in alarm. At the same time, they felt pity and regret.

If they had known that Mo Nan would really be in such a terrible state, they would have done so. They don't have any other thoughts...

"Hehe."

Just as Chu Three Thousand sneered and heaved a sigh of relief, he was about to turn around and settle the score with the guests present.

Suddenly.

In the distance, Mo Nan stood up again. He didn't stop panting and screaming. He raised his hand to touch the wound on his waist, and his expression turned even crazier.

Mo Nan, who had lost his consciousness, had become a killing machine. He did not have any consciousness or wisdom, but fighting had become his instinct.

In this aspect, he was even better than Mo Nan himself.

It should not be right to say that he had lost consciousness completely. Even the guests present were shocked because Mo Nan's gaze was only focused on Chu Liuqing from the beginning to the end.

How could a person who had fallen into the devil remember his enemy? Many people's hearts were full of question marks, but it was precisely because of this that they felt especially assured, not worried that they would be accidentally injured.

It could be said that this scene had left an indelible impression on everyone present. They finally understood that this young man called Mo Nan was absolutely not to be provoked.

This was clearly the word 'grudges' carved into their bones and turned into instinct.

This kind of person would only offend him after he was full of himself.

It was likely that the Chu family had met such a ruthless person because of their bad luck. It was likely that even Chu Three Thousand himself regretted it so much that he would bite him to death...

In the blink of an eye, an even more shocking scene appeared. No one knew how Mo Nan did it.

They only saw that the wound on Mo Nan's waist, which should have been exhausted, was healing at an extremely fast speed. New flesh was covering the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Some sharp-eyed ones could vaguely see that there seemed to be some wrinkles on Mo Nan's face, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

But no one could explain to them what was going on.

Perhaps even Mo Nan himself did not expect this.

The Spirit Gathering Bead gave him the ability to convert medicinal Spiritual Forces into life force, but in turn, his own life force could also be converted into medicinal Spiritual Forces.

He never would have thought that his body, which had already been reduced to a killing machine, would be able to utilize all the power that could be used.

Without medicinal Spiritual Forces, he would create his own medicinal Spiritual Forces.

Mo Nan, who had recovered from his injuries, quickly walked out from the rubble, approaching the direction of the Chu family father and son pair.

"Damn it!"

Chu Three Thousand's eyelids twitched. He gritted his teeth and struck out another palm.

Swoosh.

Mo Nan moved. His left leg stepped heavily on the ground. His strength was so great that even his ankle was twisted. The sound of bones breaking could be heard.1

However, he had also successfully avoided Chu Three Thousand's attack.

Then, without waiting for Chu Three Thousand to react, one of his legs twisted. Mo Nan, who could not stand straight, immediately made a hand knife move. Then, he swung his knife forward.

Nameless Saber Technique, Second Move.

The power of the Saber Qi that rushed out was restrained. It was simple and plain. In comparison, Mo Nan in this state was much more powerful than when he used this saber move normally. It could not be mentioned in the same breath.

It was as if he had grasped the true meaning of the blade technique.

Chu Sanqian's expression changed. He noticed that the blade Qi was slashing at his son, Chu Liuqing. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, allowing him to withstand the strike.

"Thank you, Dad."

Chu Liuqing, who was still in shock, hurriedly said. His face seemed to have recovered some color. He stuck his head out from Chu Three Thousand's back proudly and looked towards Mo Nan.

Unexpectedly.

"Run!"

Chu Three Thousand, who had blocked the saber Qi, turned around and roared at him. At this moment, the Patriarch of the Chu Family had completely lost his bearing.

Chu Liuqing was startled. Then, he saw his father, who was usually very strong, his shoulders were drooping and swaying in the wind.

How is this possible?

Chu Liuqing's face was frighteningly pale. It was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

It wasn't just him.

Even the guests present were truly stunned. Even if they were to stand still and let them fight, they might not be able to injure a Martial King's body in the slightest.

That young man was a Grandmaster. With just a single strike, he had crippled three thousand of Chu's arms?

Had they seen wrongly, or had this world gone mad?

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