Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Duan Feng did not care that Mo Nan was taking the opportunity to adjust the Qi in his body. He just frowned and said,    

"So, you must die."    

"Even without Old Master Miao's matter, you must die. You are a disciple of the Dragon Chamber Of Commerce, the mortal enemy of the Blood God Hall. I will never let you escape today and take the opportunity to grow."    

"Heh, let's give it a try then."    

Mo Nan retorted.    

However, his tone was no longer as arrogant as before. It was full of seriousness.    

"That's good too. You deserve my full strength."    

Duan Feng sighed and moved.    

He appeared behind Mo Nan in an instant. His fists fell like raindrops. The air was filled with fist shadows.    

Mo Nan forcefully defended himself. He kept retreating while protecting his head. When he found an opportunity, his eyes lit up. The Mountain Splitting Blade in his hand was swiped at Duan Feng's neck.    

He never thought that Mo Nan would still dare to fight back at this moment. Duan Feng dodged in panic, but the Saber Qi from the tip of the knife still left a thin line of blood on his skin.    

Duan Feng stepped back and touched his neck. There was still fear in his eyes.    

"Damn it."    

He couldn't understand why Mo Nan, a warrior, could hurt him one after another.    

At that time.    

It was about time.    

At this moment, Mo Nan, who looked even more miserable than Duan Feng, murmured in his heart. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and revealed a ferocious smile.    

"Martial God Law, open!"    

He called out in a low voice.    

Duan Feng did not understand what was going on. He could only feel Mo Nan's Qi rising crazily. Killing intent surged around him. In an instant, he felt a strong sense of danger.    

"Talent Skill?!"    

Duan Feng was an experienced Ancient Martial Warrior after all. He quickly understood what was happening and exclaimed.    

But he said that. How could a warrior master the Talent Skill?    

"If you really want to know, go and ask the Yama King." Mo Nan licked the corner of his mouth and became arrogant again.    

As a matter of fact, he didn't know how to explain it.    

After he cultivated the new Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell once, information related to the Martial God Technique suddenly appeared in his mind. However, the time was too short and he didn't have the time to master it. Even when he was fighting with Duan Feng just now, he had been using some of his energy to study it.    

Now that he had the confidence, he didn't hesitate to use it.    

Speaking of which, Zheng Tine had once told him that the Talent Skill wouldn't appear after cultivating the Heaven Equal Skill to the Martial Warrior Stage Realm, but now it seemed that it was most likely due to the incomplete ancient martial arts of Zheng family.    

The Divine Martial Art should be the Talent Skill that corresponded to the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell .    

What made Mo Nan feel a little pity was that the Martial God Method could not allow a severed finger to be reborn, and it did not have any effect that went against common sense.    

On the contrary, its effect was very simple. It was merely to double his strength on the foundation of the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell .    

This number didn't sound as terrifying as the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell , but one had to know that it increased on the foundation of the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell .    

In other words, after activating the Martial God Technique, Mo Nan's strength and speed had increased by more than a hundred times.    

Although the rest of the ancient martial arts would improve his physical fitness by a lot when he reached the Martial Human Realm, it was nothing compared to the pure improvement of the Martial God Technique.    

"Pretending to be mysterious!"    

Duan Feng was stunned for a moment. He did not believe that Mo Nan's strength had improved so much. He gritted his teeth and rushed out again.    

The sky was filled with fist shadows, as if it had completely covered the top of Mo Nan's head. This was his strongest killing move.    

"Get lost!"    

Mo Nan clenched his fists. He felt as if there was an endless amount of energy in his body. He even had the illusion that he would be able to fight against a legendary Grandmaster.    

Of course, this was just an illusion.    

However, it was enough.    

He suddenly stepped on the ground and collided with Duan Feng's fist. It was as if he had flown into the air, allowing Duan Feng's fist to land on his body. He then crashed into Duan Feng's chest.    

"Hehe."    

In the end, he couldn't ignore Duan Feng's attack. Mo Nan sucked in a breath of cold air and bared his teeth. However, he laughed out loud.    

Because Duan Feng was worse off than him.    

The latter was sent flying by him and spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.    

Since the start of the battle, this was the first time Duan Feng had been injured.    

"There's no hurry. Take your time."    

Mo Nan teased Duan Feng like a cat playing with a mouse as he watched Duan Feng get up from the ground with a gloomy expression on his face.    

The two instantly switched sides.    

The thought of retreating rose in Duan Feng's heart.    

Originally, it was fine if Mo Nan could not injure him, or rather could not make him suffer too much. But now, Mo Nan's attack had seriously injured him. Didn't that mean that this young man already had the strength to kill him?    

He did not want to die yet.    

But even if he wanted to escape, he could not be too embarrassed.    

Realizing the teasing in Mo Nan's eyes, he flew into a rage and used all of his techniques. As an assassin, although he wasn't very good at using hidden weapons, he knew how to do it.    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

A piercing sound came from the direction of Mo Nan.    

Mo Nan waved the Mountain Splitting Blade in his hand and kept slapping the cold light that was flying towards him to the side. He then rushed towards Duan Feng with quick steps.    

Not long after, the two of them got close to each other.    

Seeing Mo Nan raise the saber in his hand and slash down on his shoulder, a hint of madness appeared in Duan Feng's eyes.    

"Courting death!"    

He gritted his teeth and sneered. Then, he thrust the hidden weapon in his hand toward his heart.    

Ding!    

The sound of metal clashing rang out. Duan Feng was stunned for a moment before he felt a sudden pain and coldness in his body.    

He lowered his head and saw that he had already landed on the ground with the hidden weapon in his hand. At the same time, Mo Nan's other hand was actually holding the weapon. The dagger had already pierced into his body.    

"You..."    

Duan Feng's eyes were full of unwillingness. He wanted to ask.    

Mo Nan had already pulled the dagger back. There was no teasing in his eyes. Instead, he said seriously,    

"I'm sorry," Mo Nan said. "There is no deception in war, and I am tired of it. So, go to hell."    

As soon as the dagger was pulled out, dark red blood flowed out of Duan Feng's heart. His eyes were wide open as he slowly fell to the ground. He could not believe that he had really died in the hands of a warrior.    

The reason why he had died was because he had misheard the enemy's words.    

If he had fled at the beginning when he wanted to retreat, with his ability to conceal himself, even if Mo Nan was faster than him, it would not be easy to find him.    

Crack.    

Mo Nan bent down and held Duan Feng's head in his hand. He walked out in big strides.    

He had said it from the beginning. Today, anyone who was from the Blood God Hall would have their heads against him. He would definitely do what he said.    

-    

"Big guy, are you alright?"    

Jessica squatted down to check Mason's injury and asked with a frown.    

"I'm okay."    

Mason shook his head and kept quiet. There was no expression on his face. It was as if he could not feel any pain.    

Qin Jiang was the one who stood in front of him.    

Lying in the middle of a pile of corpses, Qin Jiang held his bent arm and the corner of his mouth twitched. At the same time, he looked at Mason, who had only suffered some light injuries but was taken care of very well. He was very dissatisfied in his heart.