Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

The man sneered and waved his hand, "Hand over the Spirit Gathering Bead. Maybe I can give you a quick death."    

Spirit Gathering Bead?    

Mo Nan's heart moved slightly.    

It should be the pearl he swallowed, right?    

But I'm sorry, that pearl has already been eaten by me. And it's not what I thought...    

"You want the bead, right?" Mo Nan reached into his pocket and took out a spherical object. He threw it into his pocket before the others could see it clearly.    

"Since you want it so much, come and get it yourself."    

The man's face darkened when he heard that.    

He had already released his Middle Period of Martial Warrior aura on purpose. He didn't believe that the young man in front of him wouldn't be able to detect it.    

However, this guy didn't panic at all. He even dared to continue provoking him. Where did he get his confidence from?    

"Old Hou, go and take a look."    

The man looked at the skinny man beside him and ordered in a low voice.    

"Keke."    

Old Hou did not seem very wary. He rubbed his hands and walked out. As he walked, he said, "Boy, you have guts. Not only did you let us make a wasted trip, but you also ruined our plans."    

"If I don't catch you and torture you a thousand times, I, Old Hou, will write my name upside down."    

As he walked towards Mo Nan, the rest of the people had a tacit understanding and observed their surroundings at the same time.    

However, they knew that Old Hou had walked to Mo Nan's side. A hand had already reached out and grabbed Mo Nan's arm, but no one showed up to help.    

Empty City Strategy?    

This kid tricked me?    

The man furrowed his brows, especially when he noticed that there was not a single trace of panic on Mo Nan's face.    

Suddenly, the corner of Mo Nan's mouth raised slightly. He had just said hurriedly, "Old Hou, quickly retreat!"    

However, he shouted too late.    

"Martial God Spell."    

Mo Nan shouted in his heart. He pounced forward like a ferocious tiger, carrying an unstoppable force. After leaping high into the air, he struck out with his palm. The force was heavy.    

Old Hou had yet to react.    

Slap.    

He was hit in the forehead, and the sound of a watermelon breaking rang out. The scene was extremely bloody. A few seconds later, a headless corpse swayed and fell down powerlessly.    

They hadn't even fought yet, but they had already lost one person. This made the man completely furious.    

He did not dare to underestimate Mo Nan's age, especially since there were some cultivation methods in this world that allowed people to maintain their youthful appearance. To be able to kill a martial artist with a single strike, the other party might be some old monster.    

"Senior." The man cupped his hands and said. "I am the hall master of the Blood God Hall branch, Zhao Hu. May I ask who you are?"    

Senior?    

Mo Nan was stunned.    

He thought Zhao Hu was acting.    

He did not expect Zhao Hu to not recognize him.    

It was agreed that no one in the Blood God Hall didn't know about him. Everyone knew that he was lying...    

"Sure, sure."    

Mo Nan laughed. Then he raised his eyebrows and teased. "My name is Mo Nan. Just because you called me 'senior', I will let you live."    

"Mo, you are Mo Nan?"    

Zhao Hu didn't really care about the name. After all, there weren't many warriors in Ancient Martial World who said much or less. It was impossible for him to remember all of them.    

However, when he heard "Mo Nan," his expression changed.    

"So it's you."    

Zhao Hu sneered. His previous worry had disappeared. He said coldly, "I was originally here for the Spirit Gathering Bead. I didn't expect to meet you. That's good too. I'll bring you back. The rewards from the higher-ups won't be small either."    

Although the headquarters had issued an order not to take the initiative to find trouble with this kid, this kid had delivered himself to his doorstep, so he could not be blamed.    

"Come and give it a try."    

Mo Nan said with a faint smile.    

He didn't understand. First was Old Master Miao, Duan Feng, and then Sun Tu. They were the experts of Blood God Hall who had fallen at his hands. There were quite a few of them. Why did these guys not have a good memory?    

Of course, what he didn't expect was that due to Yang Zifong's appearance, most of the higher-ups of the Blood God Hall felt that Duan Feng's death wasn't his doing.    

Obviously, Zhao Hu thought the same.    

As for Old Hou's death, in his opinion, it was purely because the latter was too weak and deserved it. If he was in Old Hou's position without preparation, he could do the same thing.    

"All of you withdraw."    

He openly instructed the others not to interfere. Zhao Hu took a horse stance under his legs, and his eyes were filled with fighting intent. "Come and fight!"    

"Courting death."    

Mo Nan stopped smiling and felt cold in his heart.    

A joke was a joke. He would never show mercy to anyone from the Blood God Hall as long as he met them.    

Since he was here to deliver himself to his doorstep...    

Boom!    

Mo Nan's figure flashed and appeared in front of Zhao Hu. His speed was too fast for even him to react.    

He thought about it carefully.    

He had first taken the mysterious medicinal liquid given by William.    

In addition, the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell had a terrifying speed boost.    

In addition, he had suddenly broken through continuously.    

At this moment, his speed had already reached a terrifying level. Zhao Hu didn't even have the time to react before he raised his arm.    

Mo Nan's fist carried an extremely fierce aura as it landed.    

The sound of collision was deafening.    

"Puff!"    

Zhao Hu spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying away from the ground. After breaking two trees consecutively, he finally landed on the ground and could no longer stand up.    

His eyes were bloodshot as he touched his broken ribs. He could not believe what had just happened.    

It was not just him.    

The other Blood God Hall assassins who came with him were also dumbfounded.    

You're cheating, aren't you?    

The information of the Blood God Hall clearly showed that this young man had only cultivated for a year or so. How could he be so powerful?    

"Weak, too weak."    

Ignoring the others' dumbfounded expressions, Mo Nan sneered and said with disdain.    

"Didn't you just want to capture me? Now it seems like you are the only one who can boast shamelessly."    

Zhao Hu, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up, blushed.    

It was embarrassing.    

Furthermore, he could not see any hope of regaining his dignity.    

Especially when he saw Mo Nan walking towards him step by step. Fear rose in his heart, but he still looked up and said,    

"Bah, I admit it. It's just that you better consider it carefully. If you kill me, consider it as you taking the initiative to provoke the Blood God Hall. At that time..."    

"You still dare to threaten me?"    

Mo Nan narrowed his eyes and said with an expression that could not be seen on his face.    

"I guess so." Zhao Hu snorted. He was a man. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Let them go. I'll let you handle them. I can promise you that. As long as they leave safely, today's matter... No one at headquarters will know."    

Mo Nan was speechless.    

He looked at Zhao Hu in surprise.    

For some reason, he felt that Zhao Hu's guarantee was completely trustworthy.    

But...    

"I refuse."    

Mo Nan's palm landed on Zhao Hu's head. He had only used a little bit of strength to leave Zhao Hu with a complete corpse.    

"I still think that only the dead can keep the secret. As for their lives, they are all in my hands."    

"You!"    

Zhao Hu widened his eyes, and in the end, he fell down unwillingly, no longer breathing.    

"It's your turn."    

After dealing with Zhao Hu, Mo Nan slowly turned his head. His killing intent rose.