The sword light soars into the sky is dazzling!

A dazzling sword shadow lies across the sky.

The terrifying sword shadow was two or three hundred meters long, emitting waves of golden glow, with a huge momentum.

"Ah! That's the Qianren Sword of the Lion Heart Family!" Among the neutral crowd, the country-guarding master recognized the golden ancient sword in the hand of Lion Heart Tong at a glance.

As soon as the name of the Qianren Sword was released, it immediately caused a sensation.

"Qianren Sword! The Qianren Sword, which is said to be second only to Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Originally, Lion Heart Child really owns the Qianren Sword, but it's useless to summon a larger war slave!"

Everyone's expressions were solemn. At this moment, both the enemy and the enemy had a strong respect for Mo Nan. However, despite this, they still felt that Mo Nan could not defeat the Lion Heart Family.

"I heard that this Qianren Sword was a hundred years of drought in the Yellow River. A black monument without words was revealed in the place where the nine bends were turned! Later, a magic craftsman from Guigu forged the black monument without words into the Qianren Sword! Unexpectedly, it ended up falling into the hands of Lionheart Tong!" The country-guarding master sighed for a while.

"Master, in this way, isn't Mo Zhenren destined to be defeated? We will all be ruled by the Lion Heart Family in the future?"

The Master of the Guardian closed his eyes in grief and said in a deep voice: "I also hope I will continue to guess the opposite answer. But it is impossible. This time Mo Nan must lose. When he fell from above, he was destined to lose. He forced himself to cut off the soul of the weapon. The backlash is not ordinary. It is a miracle that he can fight here alone!"

When everyone heard this, they all fell into silence. For the first time, no one would refute the Master of the Guardian.

They all knew that Mo Nan would definitely die in battle. Two fists could not defeat four hands, but this place gathered almost all the terrifying powers of the ancient martial arts family!

How can Mo Nan turn the world around?

Those hostile ones had long shown a proud smile.

"Diet—"

The Lionheart Child suddenly let out a long roar and stepped into the air. The dazzling Qianren Sword in his hand had already blocked his figure. At this moment, it was like a golden sun rising from the earth.

He was really skilled and brave, and he flew directly into the air to the huge war slave, standing in the air.

"A mere giant has power, but it's too bulky and can't keep up with the speed!"

"Is that so? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Suddenly, Mo Nan's figure appeared above the head of the war slave, and a cold voice spread from the sky.

At this hundred meters high, the pillars of fire were shining, and the strong wind whistled, making his clothes rush, and his silver hair danced continuously.

"I'll let you see the speed of the war slave!"

After Mo Nan finished speaking sternly, he pointed his right index finger at the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of essence and blood was pulled out from the center of his eyebrows, and then slapped the Zhan Nu's head.

roar!!!

The originally blurred face of the War Slave suddenly shone out two red lights, like two giant blood-red eyes. There was a fire spirit burning on it, and at this moment it looked like a giant spirit god crawling out of hell.

The pressure in the sky scattered in full swing, directly pressing the people who were leaping into the sky, causing blood to surge, and they were shaking.

"Down here!"

Mo Nan said, and he punched him out with a sudden punch.

The huge war slave also punched out almost at the same time.

The speed was more than ten times faster than before. Even the air was burning wherever the fist passed, making a harsh and terrifying sound.

Boom!

The huge fist hit Lionheart with one punch, knocking him out directly.

I don’t know how far the distance was, but Lionheart’s body hit the wall of the weapon refining field and stopped.

This terrifying punch made everyone gasp.

Mo Nan rushed away with a angrily step, and the huge war slave walked away with his movements.

"Beast! Don't even think about hurting my young master!"

Grandma Lion Heart was the first to react. The crutch in her hand shot suddenly, and turned into a black rifle, and instantly rolled towards Zhan Nu's right foot.

However, the war slave was so powerful that he stepped on the black man into the earth with one kick.

"One sword breaks Qianren!!"

Suddenly, Lion Heart Tong's voice came out, and then a sword light shook all over the sky.

Mo Nan felt a stern when he saw this. He could not have imagined that the Qianren Sword would have such powerful power. If he dodged, he would definitely be attacked one after another by Lionheart Child.

Boom-

After Mo Nan hesitated for a moment, one of Zhan Nu's legs was cut off by a huge sword light!

Mo Nan's body trembled and he simply threw himself down. Zhan Nu's huge fist hit the Lionheart Child on the ground!

Bang!!

Zhan Nu punched the Lionheart Child into the earth four or five meters deep.

Bang!!

Mo Nan didn't even think about it, and then punched him again!

"Beast! You dare to hurt our young master!"

Swish swish swish-

Grandma Lionheart and the son-in-law rushed over with a group of elders, hoping to save the Lord.

Mo Nan slapped his right hand back, and Zhan Nu's giant palm accompanied his movements. With a rumbling sound, he swept away a group of elders who were like ants.

"Go to die!"

Bang bang bang!!

Zhan Nu hit Lion's barbaric punch and hit the body of Lionheart, which made the entire earth fall more than ten meters deep.

At this moment, a rumbling sound came from afar.

The soul array protecting the Zhao family was actually broken, and the two sides started fighting.

Mo Nan was shocked and looked back suddenly. At this moment, a roar came from the huge pit more than ten meters deep.

"One sword breaks Qianren!!"

bass!

The sword light soared into the sky, and a sword actually cut off one of the Zhan Nu's arm.

The yellow sand in the sky poured down.

The fire spirit attached to the war slave suddenly cried out, dragging its dim body and fell directly under the earth and disappeared.

"Little beast! Go to death!" Grandma Lionheart also took the opportunity to kill her, and her body fell on the head of the war slave, bursting out powerful true energy in succession, angrily slashing more than a dozen "Canghai rage!" and forcing Mo Nan back.

Mo Nan shook his body, flew backwards, and rushed towards the Zhao family.

The huge war slave had no control of Mo Nan, and his whole body blew away with a bang, turning into a pile of yellow sand.

In the huge pit, a very embarrassed boy suddenly climbed up, dressed in rags and distorted face, holding a dazzling ancient sword in his hand, and he was the Lionheart Child.

Mo Nan flew back all the way, and when the enemy blocked the way, they were directly bombarded and killed.

"Zhengren Mo - go quickly!" Suddenly, a female voice came into Mo Nan's ears.

Mo Nan was killing the enemy, and he didn't care about seeing where the owner was. However, it was not the first time he heard the sound, and he suddenly realized that it was the mysterious Yu Shiyao.

"My Zhenren Mo, you are seriously injured now, and you can't win. Their Lion Heart family has been entrenched in Longxu for generations. How can you win alone? Leave quickly! Stay in the green mountains and you will not worry about burning firewood!"

At this moment, blood was already spilling out of the corners of Mo Nan's mouth, but his eyes were already bright and divine. He immediately sent back a divine thought and said, "If you thank me for saving my life, you can go and save my grandfather's family! Keep them from dead!"

"No one can save them! You can go quickly! The Lion Heart family has more powerful methods yet! Be careful-"

Mo Nan's divine thoughts also swept to the terrifying sword light that struck from behind, and his body suddenly sank and landed on the earth.

"Mo Nan, stop me!!"

Another loud shout, and in the distance, the Zhao family members had been taken over by the Sha King and the elders of various major families.

Even his grandfather was pressed against his neck with an angry knife and tightly held back.

Seeing this, Mo Nan's head rumbling, and what he was most afraid of was still happening.

"Hahaha, little beast, try moving it again! See if you are fast or the knife in our hands is fast!" The son-in-law laughed arrogantly, very proud.

Mo Nan held the battle gun and faced the enemies surrounded by densely packed around him alone.

His body was lonely, and the setting sun stretched his figure long. All around him were the corpses of enemies he had killed. The fire lights from the forging land reflected around him, and smoke and dust filled with them, just like the world's independence.

At this moment, both sides began to quiet down at the same time. Even the seriously injured warrior endured the pain and did not scream.

"If you should be a hero in life, you will be a hero in ghosts when you die! I still miss Xiang Yu, but I refuse to cross the Yangtze River!"

In the quiet earth, Lionheart suddenly recited a poem and came into the air. The Qianren sword in his hand was also dazzling.

"Mo Nan--You commit suicide!"
Chapter completed!