Who is this?

The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, and he thought about what he was looking for.

Living on the tip of a knife is what it looks like!

Mo Nan glanced at Yi Mo helplessly, and his divine thoughts immediately spread out, when he had just killed the Blood Heroic Soul, he did see something falling, but he was in a hurry to see Yi Mo's injury and didn't go to get the treasure.

"It's still a flint. Monan took a few steps, reached out and sucked in the fist-sized stone.

But in his hand, there was suddenly something special, the flint stones obtained in front of him were all with a blazing high temperature, but this piece of flint was cold.

Moreover, if you look closely, there are some differences in the color on the surface.

"Mo Zhenren, you have to be careful, the Blood Soul is very difficult to kill, as long as one of its feathers falls to the ground, it may be resurrected. There's a good chance that the flint you're holding is the medium through which it will be resurrected. Yuan Yulong's expression was solemn, and he said quickly beside him.

Mo Nan looked at it a few times and shook his head, this stone is indeed a rare treasure, but there is absolutely no blood soul in it. These earth flint stones are all transformed by the essence of the earth's core, and they have been attached to the heroic soul for many years, so the heroic soul will come out with the earth flint stone.

"I just got a lot of flint stones, now let's divide them!" Mo Nan said as he took out the flint stones.

Yuan Yulong's expression was a little unnatural, and he smiled awkwardly: "I'll forget it! The weapon is still borrowed from you, I also got four pieces just now, and I still need to give you two pieces according to the agreement!"

"Of course you want to give me two pieces, but just now you also pressed the formation for me, and also helped to defend against the enemy, I will not forget this kindness!

Yuan Yulong shook his head violently, he couldn't understand what it meant for Mo Nan to take two more pieces from him, and then give back twenty pieces, but it was impossible for him to ask for so many earth flint stones.

"Seeing that the road is uneven, draw a sword to help, this is what every righteous person should do! I can't take this flint!" Yuan Yulong hurriedly excused himself.

Yi Mo couldn't stand it anymore on the side, and said in disgust: "I'm still roaring when I see injustice, hurry up and take it! I'm going to go back and deal with the wound!"

"This, this is okay! But I only need ten yuan, and I can't keep it if it's too much, but it will lead to death!" Yuan Yulong just took ten yuan, and the rest didn't move.

Mo Nan smiled indifferently: "This Black Crystal Sword will be given to you!"

"Really, hahaha, thank you! Great!" Yuan Yulong was overjoyed, he really liked such a divine weapon.

Mo Nan saw this sword idiot laughing so wildly, and he couldn't help but smile faintly.

The festival lasted just over an hour!

The three of them have made a lot of gains, so they naturally return to the refining field. Yuan Yulong was originally a martial artist, and he didn't have much place to go, so he went to join in the fun.

Yi Mo has always been hospitable, and seeing that Yuan Yulong has a high attainment in kendo, he is naturally very enthusiastic, and it seems that he is going to pull him into the Soul Guarding City.

Mo Nan didn't speak along the way, he was still thinking about how to find Hang Boyu and the people of Shacheng to take revenge when he went back!

As soon as the three of them stepped into the refining field, Liu Xiangbing and a lot of Zhao family disciples came directly to meet them.

"Cousin Mo Nan, you're back!" Liu Xiangbing had a worried look on his brows, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"What's the birth?" Mo Nan was all too familiar with this situation.

Before Liu Xiangbing could answer, suddenly a large number of people came out of it, and at a glance, there were at least thousands of martial artists. And the one who walked in the front turned out to be Lionheart Tong, Lionheart Ke, next to Mo Nan's grandfather Zhao Wuxian, and a beautiful young woman wearing Shacheng costumes.

Followed by Mo Nan and the Broken Arm Sand King and Hang Boyu and others who had just met.

The mighty major forces came towards each other together, and the majestic momentum had already overwhelmed everyone and they didn't dare to say a word!

"Mo Nan, you still have the courage to come back!" Hang Boyu shouted fiercely, and the voice spread far away and fell into everyone's ears.

Mo Nan smiled faintly, this kind of scene can't scare him, let's see what tricks Hang Boyu, an old horseman, wants to play.

Hang Boyu and the severed-arm sand king stood up together, looked around, and finally Hang Boyu said loudly: "Friends, everyone understands the rules of our furnace washing celebration, and it is absolutely impossible to declare personal vendetta at this time! But just now, I killed the heroic soul outside the city with the sand king, maybe it was the will of heaven, we actually showed a bloody heroic soul!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding warriors suddenly burst into a wave of screams, and most of them didn't know what was going on, and now they were naturally shocked when they heard it.

"Blood Heroic Soul? The rumored Heroic Soul Ancestor?"

"How could this be outside the city? Oh my God, that's a peerless treasure!"

"What happened? Did you kill the Blood Heroes, did you get any treasures?"

Hang Boyu stretched out his hand in grief, pointed at Mo Nan fiercely, and shouted: "Mo Nan, if you threaten me with your life, I am not afraid! Everyone, I fought with the Sand King immediately after the blood of the heroic soul appeared, we sacrificed a lot of loyal subordinates, they were all born to their parents!"

In the end, the Sand King also used a secret technique, and even his arm was broken by the Blood Hero's Soul. It was with great difficulty that we beat the Blood Hero Soul to the point of dying, and at this time, Mo Nan and Yi Mo, as well as this guy who came out of nowhere, the three of them actually attacked us......"

There was another exclamation, and everyone looked at Mo Nan and the others in horror.

"They used despicable means to sneak attack, and I and the Sand King were defeated in the end, and in the end we could only give up the Blood Heroic Soul to them! This despicable Mo Nan, he even threatened me, saying that if I dared to speak out, he would slaughter my Da'an City. I, I, even if I fight to be slaughtered, I will never be able to tolerate this beast living happily!" Hang Boyu said excitedly, but there was a feeling of generosity.

"Mo Nan, there were dozens of people watching at the time, human and material evidence! What else do you have to quibble?" The Severed Arm Sand King also shouted excitedly, and after shouting, he seemed to be involved in the wound of the Broken Arm, and he screamed in pain.

Yi Mo was not as tolerant as Mo Nan, and immediately shouted: "You despicable villains, even the wicked people sue first! Obviously, we showed the blood soul first, and you came to rob it, but you are all waste, and you can't rob it, and now you are still playing such despicable methods." Shacheng, Da'an City, I'm Yi Mo and you will never die!"

Yuan Yulong was also named, and naturally he was not to be outdone, and said loudly: "I have no grievances with you, but you are so despicable and unrepentant, I Yuan Yulong is not talented, but I will not die with you!"

"Hmph! Sure enough, it's all quibbles! Look at the sand king's broken arm, it was broken when he killed the blood heroic soul, you Yi Mo is so good at quibbling, you don't want to say that it was cut off when you came to rob the blood heroic soul, right?" Hang Boyu's cultivation is not very good, but this kind of method is first-class.

Yi Mo wanted to say more, but Mo Nan stretched out his hand to ask him to stop arguing, this kind of thing is used in the Heavenly Realm.

No matter which world it is, it will be a king or a loser. It is not the righteous that will prevail, but the victorious will become just.

Mo Nan glanced at Hang Boyu and the Sand King, and finally looked directly at Lionheart Child, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

With Hang Boyu's kind of goods, seeing that he didn't run away with his tail between his legs, he dared to come out to confront him, and there must be a strong force behind him. And the power of this support is all too obvious.

Zhao Wuxian glanced at Mo Nan with some relief, his grandson still knew the root of the problem.

Zhao Wuxian also said in a deep voice: "Lionheart Tong, now that you have your own words, don't you say something as a master?"

Lionheart Ke raised his pretty face, gritted his silver teeth, and shouted: "What else is there to say about this? Hand over the treasure of the Blood Heroic Soul! The Sand King has a broken arm, then let the three of them return it twice, and each of them will have his arms broken! That's it!"

A smile appeared on Lionheart Tong's immature face, the light of his pupils never dissipated, and he said in a deep voice: "What's so difficult about this? Let them solve it directly by force! Whoever wins, the treasure of the Blood Heroic Soul will belong to whomever it is!"

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