The sword light that soars into the sky is dazzling!

A dazzling sword shadow stretched across the sky.

The terrifying sword shadow was two or three hundred meters long, emitting bursts of golden light, and the momentum was innumerable.

"Ahh

As soon as the name of this thousand sword came out, it immediately caused a sensation.

"The Thousand Thousand Sword! The one that is said to be second only to the Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Originally, Lionheart Child really had a thousand swords, but this time, even if Mo Nan summoned a bigger war slave, it would be useless!"

Everyone's faces were solemn for a while, and at this moment, whether they were friends or enemies, they all had a strong respect for Mo Nan. However, despite this, they still felt that it was impossible for Monan to defeat the Lionhearts.

"I heard that there was a year when the Yellow River encountered a hundred years of drought, and a wordless black tablet was revealed in the place of the nine curves! Later, a craftsman from the Ghost Valley forged the wordless black tablet into a thousand sword! I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of the lionheart boy in the end!"

"Mage, in this case, isn't the Mo Zhenren doomed to defeat, and we will all be ruled by the Lionheart in the future?"

The Protector closed his eyes in grief and said in a deep voice, "I also hope that I will continue to guess the opposite answer. But it's impossible, this time Monan is bound to lose. When he fell from above, he was doomed to lose, and he forcibly cut off the soul of the weapon, and the backlash was not ordinarily serious! It was already a miracle that he could fight so far alone!"

When everyone heard this, they all fell silent, and for the first time, no one would refute the Protector Mage.

They all knew that Monan was going to die in battle. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and here is the terrifying power of almost all the ancient martial arts families!

Mo Nan alone, how to turn things around?

Those who were hostile had already shown a smug smile.

"Suffer death—"

Lionheart Tong suddenly let out a long roar and stepped into the air, the brilliant Thousand Thousand Swords in his hand had already covered his figure. At this moment, it was as if a golden sun was rising from the earth.

He was really a master of art and bold, and he directly stepped into the air and flew up in front of the huge war slave, hanging in the air.

"It's a giant, I have the strength, but it's too cumbersome, and I can't keep up with it!"

"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 height of 100 meters, the pillar of fire shone and the wind howled, blowing his clothes and making the silver flutter with it.

"I'll let you see the degree of war slaves!"

After Mo Nan finished speaking, his right index finger touched the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of essence blood was pulled out of the center of his eyebrows, and then slapped the head of the war slave.

Roar!!!

The originally blurred face of the war slave suddenly glowed with two red lights, like two blood-red giant eyes. It originally had a fire spirit burning on its body, and at this moment, it was like crawling out of hell as a giant spirit god.

The overwhelming force in the sky dispersed violently, directly crushing the people flying in the sky, and they were crumbling one after another.

"Get down for me!"

Mo Nan said, and the fierce punch was punched.

The huge war slave was also almost at the same time, and the terrifying fist burst out with a single punch.

That time, it was more than ten times faster than before, and even the air was burning wherever the fist passed, and there was a piercing and terrifying sound.

Bang!

The huge fist hit Lionheart with a single punch, knocking him straight out.

I don't know how far it was, but Lionheart Boy's body hit the wall of the refining field before it stopped.

This terrifying punch made everyone gasp.

Mo Nan directly rushed away angrily, and the huge war slave also rumbled away with his movements.

"Brute, don't want to hurt my young master!"

Granny Lionheart was the first to react, and the crutches in her hand shot violently, turning into a black recklessness, and instantly rolled towards the right foot of the war slave.

However, the war slave was so powerful that he stepped the black mangs into the earth with one foot.

"One sword breaks a thousand thousand!!"

Suddenly, Lionheart's voice came out, and a sword light slashed across the sky.

Mo Nan saw that his heart was cold, he couldn't imagine that this Thousand Thousand Swords had such a powerful power, if he dodged, he would definitely be attacked by Lionheart Tong one after another.

Boom –

Mo Nan only hesitated slightly, and one of the war slave's legs was cut in half by the huge sword!

Mo Nan's body trembled, and he simply fell down directly, and the huge fist of the war slave smashed down against the lionheart boy on the ground!

Boom!!

The war slave punched the lionheart boy four or five meters deep into the ground.

Boom!!

Mo Nan didn't think about it, and then he punched it down!

"Brute, you dare to hurt our young master!"

Whew-

Granny Lionheart and her son-in-law rushed in with a group of elders, wanting to savior.

Mo Nan's right hand slapped back, and the giant palm of the war slave accompanied his movements, and with a bang, it swept away a group of elders like ants.

"Give me death!"

Bang bang bang!!

The war slave's savage punch landed on Lionheart's body, hitting the entire earth to a depth of more than ten meters.

At that moment, there was a rumbling in the distance.

The soul array protecting the Zhao family was unexpectedly broken, and the two sides fought all of a sudden.

Mo Nan was startled and looked back sharply, and at this moment, a roaring sound came from under the huge pit more than ten meters deep.

"One sword breaks a thousand thousand!!"

Scold!

The sword light soared into the sky, and a single sword actually cut off one of the arms of the war slave.

The yellow sand in the sky poured down.

The fire spirit attached to the war slave suddenly screamed, and dragged its dim body directly into the earth, and disappeared.

"Little brute, you give me death!" Granny Lionheart also took the opportunity to kill, her body fell on the head of the war slave, and she burst out with powerful true qi in a row, angrily slashing more than a dozen "Canghai Fury!", forcing Mo Nan to retreat.

Mo Nan's figure flickered, flew backwards, and rushed in the direction of the Zhao family.

The huge war slave was no longer under Mo Nan's control, and his whole body exploded with a bang, and all of them dispersed, turning into piles of yellow sand.

In the middle of the huge pit, a very embarrassed young man suddenly climbed up, his clothes were ragged, his face was distorted, and he was holding a brilliant ancient sword in his hand.

Monan leaped all the way back, and in the process, there were enemies blocking the way, and they were all directly bombarded.

"Mo Zhenren—you can go quickly!" Suddenly, a female voice came into Mo Nan's ears.

Mo Nan was killing the enemy, and he didn't bother to see where the owner of the voice was, but it was not the first time he had heard this voice, and he immediately understood that it was the mysterious Yu Shi Yao.

"Mo Zhenren, you are seriously injured now, and you can't win. Their Lionheart family has been entrenched in Longxu for generations, how can you win alone? Hurry up! Leave the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood!"

The corners of Mo Nan's mouth were already overflowing with blood at this moment, but his eyes were already bright, and he immediately sent back a divine thought, saying, "If you thank me for saving my life, you will save my grandfather's family!"

"None of them can save them!Hurry up! The Lionhearts have more powerful means yet to come!Be careful—"

Mo Nan's divine thoughts also swept the terrifying sword slash from behind, and his body sank violently and landed on the ground.

"Monan, you stop for me!!"

There was another loud shout, and in the distance, the Zhao family had been escorted over by the Sand King and the elders of the major families.

Even his grandfather was held to his neck with an angry knife and was held to death.

Seeing this, Mo Nan's whole head was booming, and what he was most afraid of was born.

"Hahaha, little brute, you might as well try again! Let's see if your degree is fast, or the knife in our hands is fast!" the son-in-law laughed arrogantly, very proud.

Mo Nan held the spear in his hand, alone in the face of the enemies who were densely surrounded around him.

He was lonely, his figure stretched out by the setting sun, and all around him were the corpses of the enemies he had slain, and the firelight from the place of forging reflected all around, and the smoke and dust filled the air, as if he had left the world to be independent.

At this moment, the two sides invariably began to quiet down, and even the seriously injured warriors endured the pain without screaming.

"Life should be a masterpiece, death is also a ghost! So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong!"

In the silent earth, the lionheart boy suddenly recited a poem and stepped into the air, and the thousand swords in his hand were also dazzling.

"Monan—kill yourself!"

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