1668: C1668 Zhan Wu-nan

C1668 Zhan Wu-nan

Down below, a giant beast is lying in a pile of bodies. The City Lord's Mansion guards that he had painstakingly trained were all dead.

Wuma Nann was flustered and exasperated. He immediately gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Nan.

"Brat, you deserve to die!"

"A mere Martial Sovereign dares to oppose me? Today, I want you all to stay in Ferocious Flood City forever."

"Tsk!" Mo Nan acted as if he did not hear him. He smacked his lips and sighed.

"That's a good relationship. Coincidentally, I feel that City Lord's Mansion is not bad. If you are willing to move out, I can stay here forever."

"Why don't you consider it seriously?"

Wuma Nann heard this and his breath froze. He saw that his head was almost smoking from anger. The young man in front of him could still make a joke. He was even more furious. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Full of nonsense. You don't know what's good for you!"

"Looks like you're not planning to get lost and give up the City Lord's Mansion." Mo Nan's expression turned cold as he muttered regretfully.

In the next second.

The two men standing opposite each other in the air, almost at the same time, attacked at the same time.

Wuma Nann threw out a punch with a layer of gloves that looked like thin wings on his hand.

Mo Nan swung his blade and slashed at Wuma Nann's fist. However, judging from his stance, it seemed like he was going to cut Wuma Nann in half.

Both sides refused to give way to each other.

One move.

old rascal rolled a few rounds in the air with a grin on his face. He shook his arm and felt that his entire arm was numb.

This Wuma Nann was really not easy to deal with. Putting aside the fact that he was a genuine Martial Saint, Even among Martial Saint warriors, they were the best.

It seemed like he couldn't continue hiding his strength.

With a thought, Mo Nan shouted. Immediately after, the dense Spiritual Forces in the sky above the entire Ferocious Flood City seemed to have turned into a huge ocean that gathered above his head.

Streams of Spiritual Forces flowed into Mo Nan's body like dragons sucking water. The momentum was shocking.

On the other side.

Wuma Nann was already very shocked when he exchanged blows with Mo Nan.

He never thought that a mere Martial Sovereign could actually block his full strength attack. He was afraid that there wouldn't be many Martial Sovereign like this in Zhong Prefecture.

This kid's talent was unparalleled, he absolutely couldn't be allowed to live.

However, just as Wuma Nann made up his mind, he saw the shocking scene in the sky.

Even when he broke through to the Martial Saint realm, he didn't seem to have caused such a huge commotion.

This wasn't something that could be caused by one's own body or martial skill. Wuma Nann instantly confirmed that the young man in front of him had a huge treasure on him.

Greed could not help but appear in his eyes. He licked his lips and said,

"Kid, hand over that thing. I can let you go. I'll even let you have this Fierce Flood City. "It's not impossible."

Unfortunately, old rascal had no way of separating the Spirit Gathering Bead from his body.

Even if he did it, Chang Xu had left it for him. He would not give it to anyone.

Mo Nan curled his lips and waved his hand mockingly. "If you want it, come and get it yourself. I'm just afraid of you. If you don't have the ability, take the treasure away from me."

"You don't know what's good for you."

Seeing that this kid wasn't fooled, Wuma Nann's expression turned ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what's good for you. He struck out a few more times. In the sky, Spiritual Force seemed to have condensed into a huge hand, pressing down on Mo Nan from afar.

"Who are you trying to scare?"

With a snort, Mo Nan condensed his saber intent and swung his saber.

No matter how many techniques you use, I will break them myself.

The huge Blade Formation gradually took shape in the saber Qi. The nameless saber technique had already been used by Mo Nan as pure as fire. It was no less than the middle-aged man who demonstrated it to him back then.

The Blade Formation and the giant hand finally collided. The Blade Formation shook and cut off a small finger of the giant hand. However, it was also scattered.

Wuma Nann's face revealed a proud smile when he saw this.

Mo Nan was still calm. He had expected such a result. If a Martial Saint was so easy to deal with, then he wouldn't have the qualifications to become a powerful figure.

Especially Wuma Nann, who was the lord of a city after all.

He swung his saber a few more times, but it didn't stop for even a moment. The giant hand above him became smaller and smaller, and when it finally reached his head, it disappeared with a 'peng' sound.

Mo Nan's Qi. Mo Nan's Qi had not weakened until now. It was still at its peak.

On the other hand, Wuma Nann squinted his eyes. His smile had frozen on his face. He couldn't smile anymore.

The attack just now had cost him a lot of Spiritual Forces. He thought he could at least injure the young man in front of him. Who knew that Mo Nan's aura did not weaken, let alone being injured.

On the contrary, he wanted to fight with Chu Qingming and condense another big hand. There was less than half of the Spiritual Force in his body. Although he could replenish it with his hands, his speed was limited.

At this moment, it showed how powerful old rascal's Spirit Gathering Bead was after he used it.

Realizing that Wuma Nann was not in a good condition, Mo Nan raised the corner of his mouth and said mockingly.

I told you, you old man. You're still thinking about women at your age. Aren't you afraid of losing your physical strength?"

Wuma Nann was speechless.

"I am old. I have offended you. I have been talking about this matter.

At this moment, he was completely annoyed. He didn't return the favor. He let out a muffled groan and spat out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue. He formed a few hand seals and kept mumbling.

Mo Nan had already noticed a shocking amount of Wuma Nanns gathering around Wuma Nann from far away. He reckoned that Wuma Nann was going to fight with his life on the line. He couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart. He gritted his teeth and took the lead to rush over, preparing to interrupt Wuma Nann.

Almost as soon as he got close to Wuma Nann.

"Hehe."

The old man suddenly let out two strange laughs. The Spiritual Force around him suddenly dispersed. Instead, he thrust his palm at Mo Nan.

F * ck, he was fooled!

He immediately realized that he had been deceived. He often walked by the river. Today, his shoes were finally wet. Mo Nan immediately panicked. He saw a large hand formed from Spiritual Force pressing down on him from above. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. It was as if Sun Monkey had nowhere to run to when he was under the Buddha.

What should he do?2

Let's go all out!

Mo Nan felt disgusted when he saw the old man in front of him. He made up his mind and decided to drag him down with him even if he had to die.

He ignored the giant hand that was falling towards him. He used all of his Spiritual Force and slashed at Wuma Nann's chest. A ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"You madman!"

He had never thought that the young man would be so decisive. Wuma Nann, who had just used all of his strength and had yet to produce any new strength, had an unsightly expression on his face. He could only watch helplessly as Mo Nan's blade slashed into his chest.

A rumbling sound echoed in the sky and spread throughout the entire Fierce Flood City.

Immediately after, the people of Hong Family raised their heads and saw two figures falling from the sky as if they had fallen into a coma.

"They won?"

Within the Hong family, many family heads and the owners of the businesses looked at each other nervously. When they saw that the two figures were about to land, they didn't dare to hesitate and rushed out of the Hong family, preparing to take a look.

After all, this result was also related to their lives.

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