1621: C1621 I Won't be Able to Relax for the Rest of My Life

C1621 I Won't be Able to Relax for the Rest of My Life

Mo Nan's upper grade Dao heart, in simple terms, was to stop the spear and use it as a weapon.

As long as it could bring peace to the martial path of the lower realm, he could do anything. Even if he wanted to kill someone, it didn't matter.

This was not because he had the spirit to sacrifice himself for the sake of righteousness. On one hand, he had never been at peace ever since he entered the Ancient Martial World. Mo Nan was really tired of this. On the other hand, those who were close to him, those who were close to him, those who were close to him, those who were close to him, those who were close to him, those who were dark, and those who brought him to the martial path, Pen Holding Man, had a lot of influence on him in this aspect.

Slash!

Mo Nan swung his saber, and a few large heads rolled down.

The road from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside was now covered with a layer of red carpet. old rascal stepped on the red carpet.

old rascal's face did not waver at all. However, the calmer he was, the more terrifying he was in the eyes of others.

"Ah!"

Finally, it began. Someone couldn't bear the fear and shouted like a madman before turning around to escape.

It was as if they had just opened their heads, and they couldn't stop it any longer.

The Martial King and Grandmaster who were blocking their way didn't dare to return to the Shaman Sect, so they could only flee in different directions.

Pang Hu wanted to chase after them when he saw this.

"Forget it." Mo Nan turned around and stopped Pang Hu.

It was useless to kill some small fries. He knew very well that the only person he had to kill today was Wu Sen.

With his hands behind his back, the man and the tiger slowly stepped onto the Wu Gate.

At the top of the mountain.

Wu Sen turned his head and looked at the three Grandmasters behind him. They were the ones who had brought those Grandmasters and Martial King who had escaped. The three of them knew that they had angered the Sect Master, so they didn't dare to speak.

"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you guys in the future."

With a flick of his sleeve, Wu Sen left the ground and flew towards the direction of Mo Nan. Now that things had come to this, it seemed like he could only kill this kid with his own hands.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly.

Outside the Wu Gate, without even lifting his head, he could already feel a powerful aura flying towards him. Mo Nan instructed Pang Hu, "Wait here, don't let anyone leave."

"Roar!"

Pang Hu growled. Then, he laid down his huge body and blocked the gate.

Mo Nan then flew up into the air and looked at the distance. Wu Sen, who was standing facing the wind, couldn't help but feel nervous.

After all, this was his first time fighting a Martial Saint. No matter how much he looked down on Wu Sen, he wouldn't dare to look down on him now.

Wu Sen was the first to speak. He said in a deep voice,

"You have surprised me. Kid, if it were the past grudges of the Witch Sect, I would let bygones be bygones."

Even if it was his son's death, he could let bygones be bygones. Mo Nan had shown him more value.

"Hehe."

Mo Nan couldn't help but laugh.

He had only said these words until now. Don't you think it's too late?

old rascal chuckled, "Sect Master Wu is quite magnanimous. Unfortunately, I am not as broad-minded as you. I am a person who holds grudges. It's my fault that I'm unhappy. If I don't kill him, I won't be able to live comfortably for the rest of my life. "

It wasn't an exaggeration to use the word 'revenge for the smallest grievance' on him.

"You don't know the difference between life and death." Wu Sen's face instantly turned as dark as a pool of water.

He had given this kid a chance. Since Mo Nan didn't know how to cherish it, Then he could only destroy the boy.

"If you want to kill me, I want to see if you have the right to do so."

He was furious. Wu Sen was the first to attack. The Spiritual Forces around him surrounded him. With a flash, his palm struck down on old rascal's head.

Wu Sen was very confident when he struck out with his palm. Regardless of whether Mo Nan had a high grade Dao Heart or not, he was still a Martial Sovereign warrior. There was a huge gap between him and a Martial Saint warrior. It was impossible for him to lose today.

However...

"Get lost!"

Mo Nan did not use his blade. Instead, he struck out with his palm and clashed with Wu Sen. The latter took two steps back, while Mo Nan rolled in the air a few times before stopping.

"Gengci."

old rascal could not help but start talking again. He laughed mockingly and said, "You can't even suppress me, a mere Martial Sovereign, with just pure strength. Are you considered a Martial Saint?"

"If I were you, I would have already killed myself with a piece of tofu, saving myself the shame of all the Martial Saint warriors."

How is this possible?

Wu Sen's face was dark, and he didn't say anything. However, after just one palm strike, his heart was already in turmoil.

This kid actually managed to block his palm strike.

At this moment, he had already realized that Mo Nan was not as simple as just having a high-grade Dao Heart. This kid still had other secrets.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for a Martial Sovereign to have such a thick Spiritual Force.

Thinking of this, Wu Sen became angry instead of happy. If he could capture this brat, these secrets would be enough for him to ascend another level.

"Humph, it's too early for you to be happy."

With a furious snort, Wu Sen formed a hand seal and pressed down with his palm. "Cyclic Heavenly Seal."

During these two years, Mo Nan had been in seclusion. How could he slack off? There were nearly a thousand types of martial techniques in the Shaman Sect, and he had also selected some from them to cultivate.

In the distance, Mo Nan's heart moved when he heard this, and he hurriedly wanted to retreat.

He had seen almost a thousand martial skills that Mrs Wang had left behind, and the Cyclic Heavenly Seal was one of the more special ones. Only Martial Saint warriors could cultivate it.

From this, it could be seen that this martial skill was extremely powerful.

Even if Wu Sen had used a big move from the beginning, old rascal did not dare to underestimate it. However, he quickly retreated, only to discover that he seemed to have been standing still the entire time. The Spiritual Force seal in the sky had been hovering above his head the entire time.

The seal finally descended, carrying an unstoppable force. A Martial Saint Spiritual Force was enough to attract the abnormal signs of heaven and earth, causing the seal to continuously absorb the Spiritual Forces in the sky as it descended. The power of the seal was getting stronger and stronger.

"Slash!"

Mo Nan raised his head and looked at the sky. His scalp was numb. Finally, he pulled out the long blade from his back. The Spiritual Force in his body surged and slashed out.

He had underestimated Martial Saint.2

This thought flashed across Mo Nan's mind helplessly.

Boom!

A deafening explosion resounded in the sky. At this moment, it was as if the entire sky was shaking.

"Hu."

Shao Qing looked at the figure that fell from the explosion. Wu Sen let out a long sigh and sneered.

It was over. A mere Martial Sovereign dared to challenge a Martial Saint warrior.

"En?" Suddenly, the smile on Wu Sen's face froze. He stared at the falling figure in disbelief.

Mo Nan, who was falling, suddenly opened his eyes again. He swung his sword repeatedly to stop the falling figure. He flipped in the air and flew back up.

"Hiss."

The corner of Mo Nan's mouth twitched as he flew up again. He had suffered a serious injury. His body was frantically transforming his life force to help him heal his injuries. At the same time, his mouth did not let him off. He said with disdain:

"Bah! I've already said it! You are nothing but a Martial Saint! You're just a fake who broke through by consuming spirit herbs, and only those trash would be fooled by trash like you!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the three Martial Sovereign warriors who were watching the battle below.

Surprisingly, although he was scolding them, the three Martial Sovereign warriors who were originally going to help Wu Sen were suddenly shocked. They just stood there without moving.

Wu Sen's face turned darker. He had to admit that this brat was thinking as much as he did.

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