The sword light soaring into the sky is dazzling!
A dazzling sword shadow lay across the sky.
The frightening sword shadow was two to three hundred meters long, emitting waves of golden rays of light with a myriad of auras.
"Ah! That's the Qianren sword of the Lion Heart family!" Among the neutral crowd, the guardian of the country recognized the ancient golden sword in the hands of the Lion Heart Child at a glance.
As soon as the name of Qianrenjian came out, it immediately caused a sensation.
"Thousand Ren Sword! The one that is said to be second only to Xuanyuan Sword?"
"Originally Lion Heart Tongzhen possessed the Qianren Sword, now Mo Nan summons even bigger war slaves to no avail!"
Everyone's faces were solemn for a while. At this moment, no matter whether it was the enemy or us, they all had a strong respect for Mo Nan. However, even so, they still felt that it was impossible for Mo Nan to defeat the Lionheart family.
"It is said that this Qianren Sword was caused by a century-old drought in the Yellow River one year, and a black stele without words was exposed at the nine bends! Later, a master craftsman from Guigu removed the black stele with no words. It was forged into a Qianren sword! Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of Lion Heart Boy!" The guardian of the country sighed for a while.
"Master, in this way, isn't Mo Zhenren doomed to lose? From now on, we will all be ruled by the Lionheart family?"
The protector of the country closed his eyes in grief, and said in a deep voice: "I also hope that I can continue to guess the opposite answer. But it's impossible, this time Mo Nan will definitely lose. He is doomed to lose when he falls from the top Hey, cutting off the weapon soul abruptly, the backlash is not so serious! It is already a miracle that he can fight so hard alone!"
When everyone heard the words, they all fell silent. For the first time, no one would refute the protector of the country.
They all knew that Mo Nan would definitely die in battle. Two fists are no match for four hands, but here is where almost all the terrifying power of the ancient martial arts family gather!
How can Mo Nan turn things around by himself?
Those who are hostile have long shown smug smiles.
"Go to hell—"
Lion Heart Child suddenly let out a long roar, and stepped into the air, his figure already covered by the radiant Qianren Sword in his hand. At this moment, it was as if a golden sun had risen from the earth.
He really was a brave man with a high level of skill, he stepped into the air and flew up in front of the huge war slave, hanging in the air.
"A mere giant has strength, but it's too bulky and can't keep up with the speed!"
"Really? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Suddenly, Mo Nan's figure appeared above Zhan Nu's head, and a cold voice spread from the sky.
At a height of 100 meters, the pillar of fire radiated and the wind howled, making his clothes rattle and his silver hair fluttering.
"I'll let you see the speed of the war slave!"
After Mo Nan finished speaking sharply, he tapped his right index finger on the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of blood was pulled out from the center of his eyebrows, and then slapped Zhan Nu's head.
Roar! ! !
The originally blurred face of Zhan Nu suddenly glowed with two red lights, like two giant blood-red eyes. It originally had a fire spirit burning on its body, and at this moment, it was like climbing out of the giant spirit god from hell.
The coercive power that filled the sky suddenly scattered, and directly suppressed the blood of the people flying in the sky, and they were all on the verge of collapsing.
"Get down!"
As Mo Nan said, he punched out fiercely.
Almost at the same time, the huge war slave blasted out with a terrifying fist.
That speed was more than ten times faster than before. Wherever the fist passed, even the air was burning, making an ear-piercing and horrible sound.
Boom!
The huge fist hit Lion Heart Child with a single punch, knocking him flying and knocking him out.
I don't know how far that distance is, and Lion Heart Boy stopped when he hit the wall of the refining field.
This terrifying punch made everyone gasp for it.
Mo Nan just strode away angrily, and the huge war slave followed his movements with rumbling steps away.
"Bastard! Don't even think about hurting my young master!"
The lion heart mother-in-law was the first to react, and the crutch in her hand shot suddenly, turning into a black strip, which instantly rolled towards Zhan Nu's right foot.
However, how powerful the war slave is, he stepped Hei Mang into the ground with one kick.
"One sword breaks a thousand feet!!"
Suddenly, Lion Heart Child's voice came out, and then a sky-filled sword light cut over.
Mo Nan's heart shuddered when he saw it. He didn't expect the Qianren Sword to be so powerful. If he dodged it, he would definitely be attacked by Lion Heart Boy one after another.
bang——
Mo Nan hesitated for a moment, and half of Zhan Nu's leg was cut off by the huge sword light!
Mo Nan's body trembled, and he simply threw himself down, and the huge fist of the war slave hit the lion heart boy on the ground heavily!
Boom! !
Zhan Nu punched Lion Heart Boy four or five meters deep into the ground.
Boom! !
Mo Nan didn't even think about it, and then punched him down again!
"Bastard! How dare you hurt our young master!"
Swish Swish Swish——
The Lionheart mother-in-law and the king-in-law swooped in with a group of elders, wanting the savior.
Mo Nan slapped his right hand back, and Zhan Nu's huge palm accompanied his movement, and with a bang, a group of elders who looked like ants were swept away.
"Go to hell!"
Bang bang bang! !
The war slave's savage punches landed on Shi Xintong's body, hitting the whole earth to a depth of more than ten meters.
At this moment, there was a loud bang in the distance.
The soul array protecting Zhao's family was broken, and the two sides immediately fought.
Mo Nan was shocked, and turned his head abruptly. At this moment, there was a roaring sound from under the giant pit more than ten meters deep.
"One sword breaks a thousand feet!!"
bass!
The sword light soared into the sky, and one sword cut off one of Zhan Nu's arms.
The yellow sand all over the sky poured down.
The fire spirit attached to Zhan Nu suddenly screamed, dragged his dim body and fell directly under the ground, and disappeared.
"Little bastard! Go to hell with me!" Grandma Lionheart also took the opportunity to kill her, and her figure landed on the head of the war slave, bursting out with powerful true energy continuously, angrily slashing "Canghai fury!" more than a dozen times, throwing Mo Nan forced back.
Mo Nan flickered, backed up and flew away, heading towards Zhao's house.
Without Mo Nan's control, the huge war slave scattered all over with a bang, turning into piles of yellow sand.
In the huge pit, suddenly climbed up a very embarrassed young man, dressed in rags, with a distorted face, holding a shining ancient sword in his hand, he was the Lion Heart Boy.
Mo Nan flew back all the way, and if there were enemies blocking the way during the process, they would be killed directly.
"Really Mo—you go!" Suddenly, a female voice came into Mo Nan's ears.
Mo Nan was killing the enemy, and he couldn't care less about seeing where the owner of the voice was, but it wasn't the first time he had heard this voice, and he immediately understood that it was the mysterious Yu Shiyao.
"Mo Zhenren, you are seriously injured now, you can't win. Their Lionheart family has been entrenched in Longxu for generations, how can you win alone? Go away! Keep the green hills here without worrying about no firewood!"
Mo Nan's mouth was already overflowing with blood at this moment, but his eyes were already shining brightly, and he immediately sent back a divine thought, saying: "If you thank me for saving my life, you will go and save my grandfather's family! Keep them alive !"
"They can't save any of them! Go away! The Lionheart family still has more powerful means yet to come out! Be careful——"
Mo Nan's divine sense also swept to the terrifying sword light that was coming from behind, and his body sank violently, landing on the ground.
"Mo Nan, stop it!!"
There was another yell, and in the distance, the members of the Zhao family had been escorted by King Sha and the elders of the major families.
Even his grandfather was pinned to the neck with an angry knife, and was held tightly.
Seeing this, Mo Nan's head boomed, and the thing he feared the most happened.
"Hahaha, little bastard, try moving again! See if your speed is faster than the knife in our hands!" The son-in-law laughed arrogantly, very proud.
Holding the battle gun, Mo Nan faced the enemies who surrounded him all by himself alone.
He was lonely, and the setting sun elongated his figure. All around him were the corpses of the enemies he had killed. The fire from the forging place reflected the surroundings, and the smoke and dust filled the air, as if he was alone in the world.
At this moment, both sides unexpectedly started to quiet down by coincidence, even the warrior who was seriously injured, endured the pain and did not cry out.
"You should be a hero in life, and you should be a hero in death! I still think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong!"
In the silent land, Lion Heart Child suddenly recited a poem and stepped into the air, the Qianren Sword in his hand was also dazzling.
"Mo Nan—you kill yourself!"
