1483: C1483 A Dilemma

C1483 A Dilemma

Power.

In the end, it was Mo Nan who had caused such a huge commotion recently. The Hidden Clan had suffered a great loss one after another, causing Wu Sen to have no choice but to be cautious.

Initially, he thought that he could rely on the Martial Sovereign of his family to force Mo Nan, but unexpectedly, in terms of backing, old rascal wasn't afraid of them at all.

Wu Sen instantly lost all his confidence. When he recalled Mo Nan's battle achievements, he felt that this kid was truly terrifying.

After standing face to face for a short while, Wu Sen said in a low voice, with a fierce expression and a weak heart.

Brat, are you really going to go against the Wu family?"

Hearing that, Mo Nan turned around and threw a look at Faang Zhenghua. What did you say when you looked at me?

At this moment, it was time to strike, but Wu Sen still asked such meaningless questions. His guilty attitude was obvious.

old rascal didn't mind letting him give up completely. He rubbed his ears and said impatiently,

"How many times do you need me to tell you that the Wu family is nothing in my eyes?"

If they were to tear each other's faces apart, they would tear each other's faces apart.

The current Wu family was like a fish on a chopping board to him. There was nothing to worry about.

However, at this moment, Mo Nan knew that Wu Sen did not dare to make a move. His eyes suddenly turned and he laughed.

"I suddenly changed my mind. How about this? If you are really afraid of me and don't dare to make a move, I won't make things difficult for you."

"You three Martial King, each of you can take a blade strike from me. You guys can leave today. I won't stop you any longer. " Hehe. "

If he couldn't take it, then there was nothing else to say. All he needed to do was to keep his life.

Is there such a good thing?

Wu Sen and the other two looked at each other. Joy flashed across their eyes.

Although they didn't think that they were a match for Mo Nan, they were all Martial King warriors, so there was no way they wouldn't be able to withstand a single strike from Mo Nan, right?

On the other side, after Faang Zhenghua heard Mo Nan's suggestion, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he let out two bitter laughs.

Good thing?

He had suffered a blade attack from Mo Nan and almost lost his life. Only after experiencing it personally did he understand how terrifying this blade attack was.

"Young Master Mo, you are too bad."

Faang Zhenghua whispered.

"Shh." Mo Nan glared at him and whispered. "Whether you see through it or not, Besides, I can't replicate the knife that day."

That saber move of the other day was purely an accident. That was why it was so powerful. If it was him, no matter what, he would not be as powerful as the saber move of the middle-aged man.

However, although it was not as powerful as the middle-aged man, Mo Nan had also gained a lot of insight that day. Therefore, he wanted to see what kind of effect the fourth strike could have if it was him.

He did not want to be comparable to the middle-aged man, but he should have half of the power.

old rascal humphed. Otherwise, he would not have the face to see anyone.

Faang Zhenghua naturally did not believe Mo Nan's words. When the same person brandished his blade, it was as if he could not replicate the power of that day. He only thought that Young Master Mo was being modest. At this moment, he began to sympathize with Wu Sen and the others.

"I'll go first!"

On the other side, Wu Sen and the other two discussed for a long time. Finally, they decided to accept Mo Nan's suggestion. One of the Martial King walked out immediately and said with a solemn expression.

Mo Nan only gave the other one a glance before nodding his head indifferently and said, "Alright."

Immediately, the Martial King on the opposite side condensed his Spiritual Force and prepared to resist Mo Nan's blade. Mo Nan took a deep breath and pulled out the long blade on his back. He took a deep breath...

In the next moment.

There was a sudden flash of thunder in the clear night sky.

Everyone raised their heads to look at the sky in puzzlement. Only then did they discover that it was not thunder at all. The whistling Spiritual Force long cloud carried a thunderous momentum as it rolled over from afar.

Just by sensing the Spiritual Forces contained within the long cloud, the Martial King opposite of them felt a little uneasy. He circulated the Spiritual Forces in his body even faster.

Faang Zhenghua looked at this scene and recalled the day he was hacked off the stage...

Farewell.

In the next moment, he said goodbye to the Martial King in his heart.

At the same time, Mo Nan finally swung his blade.

The fourth slash, Hanging Strike!

Hu!

In the quiet night, the wind suddenly started howling. The saber intent contained in the saber seemed to be pouring out of the saber impatiently. All kinds of plants in the wilderness were suppressed by the wind in the blink of an eye. Inadvertently, the saber intent leaked out and cut off countless weeds.

The weeds flying in all directions gradually became confusing. Wu Sen and the others had no choice but to cover their eyes and wait for the huge sound to pass.

After a moment, the strong wind stopped.

The wilderness returned to silence.

"What a pity."

Mo Nan sheathed his saber and sighed with regret.

Although the blade was powerful, it was still powerful. However, it proved that he had failed to restrain his saber intent. As a result, he did not wait for the saber strike to land on his enemy. The power was reduced by half...

Faang Zhenghua nodded as well. Compared to the previous saber attack, Young Master Mo's performance today was indeed lacking.

Even Wu Sen, who was standing opposite of him, saw this and revealed a look of delight. When he saw the Martial King standing a few meters away without moving, he couldn't help but call out.

Elder Ning?"

This man was a veteran Martial King of the Wu family, and his strength wasn't any weaker than his.

However, almost as soon as his voice faded, Elder Ning's body swayed, and then he fell to the ground.

In an instant, Wu Sen's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly ran over and turned Elder Ning's body around. Only then did he discover that there was a large amount of blood on the latter's chest. He then tried to test the other party's breathing...

Ning Lai was already dead.

"Haha."

Not far away, Mo Nan let out a few cold laughs. In this quiet night, it sounded especially cold.

Faang Zhenghua looked at Wu Sen's gloomy expression and shook his head in anticipation.1

Although the power of Young Master Mo's strike was not restrained, it did not mean that Young Master Mo's strike was not restrained. On the contrary, it was because the power of this strike was too great, far beyond the control of a Martial King Stage.

It wasn't strange that this strike could kill a Martial King.

"Who's next?"

Waving the long blade in his hand, Mo Nan said with a smile.

In the dark night, this question kept echoing in the sky, but no one responded.

Looking at the young man in front of him, At this moment, Wu Sen felt his hands and feet turn cold.

Only now did he understand that Mo Nan's suggestion wasn't to reconcile with the Wu family, but to send the Martial King warriors of the Wu family to their deaths!

How vicious!

Finally, those below the Martial King Stage realm, including Wu Ziyang, were not worthy of old rascal's attention. Therefore, he didn't plan to pay any attention to them.

With mixed feelings, he closed Elder Ning's widened eyes. At this moment, not only did Wu Sen hesitate, but he also understood what Mo Nan was thinking. So what?

The most important thing right now was whether he should go or not.

If he did, perhaps none of the Martial King warriors of the Wu family would be left alive.

However, if he didn't go up... Then, the news would spread. On the other hand, the Wu family would become a laughing stock.

This was truly a dilemma.

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