C1009 It's like Every Few Years
C1009 It's like Every Few Years
While Mu Changqing was still not back, Mo Nan spoke to Jessica who was beside him.
He was confident that Jessica, who was already a Middle Period of Martial Warrior warrior, would be able to hold on to a Late Period of Martial Warrior warrior as long as he didn't fight them head on.
... ""
Unexpectedly, Jessica curled his lips in dissatisfaction when he heard that. He looked like he had been underestimated.
"If I don't beat him to the ground, I won't fight anymore. I will stay at home to cook and wash dishes with Wushuang!"
Jessica said with hatred.
"Uh."
Mo Nan was stunned. He didn't know what was wrong with this girl, but after thinking for a while, he realized that Jessica's combat experience wasn't bad. Even if he couldn't win the fight, he could still save his life, so he didn't try to persuade her.
But at this time, he also sighed.
He was still short of manpower.
Actually, it couldn't be said that he lacked manpower. There were already quite a number of people under him who could be used. The key was that aside from Jessica, No one can help.
Fortunately, he had already asked the girls to start purchasing cultivation resources unceasingly. Thinking about it, with the support of cultivation resources, even if they were forced to use resources, it wouldn't take long for Qin Jiang and the others to catch up to them.
On the other hand, he was still worried about Su Bingqing. There was nothing he could do about it, so he sent Old Sun over as soon as Sun Tu came back.
Just as he was thinking about this.
Outside the door, Mu Changqing came back. Behind him were two old men with dark expressions. Mo Nan even knew one of them.
"Old Eight Feng?"
Mo Nan's eyes widened. In an instant, he seemed to have figured out a lot of things. For example, the Qing City Project was blackmailed by Old Jin and the others, and the Mu family was the one who added fuel to the fire.
Thinking about it carefully, the old man that Jin Daya and the others described at that time was none other than Old Eight Feng!
As soon as he shouted out Old Eight Feng's name, Mo Nan immediately looked towards Mu Zonghsing and said with a cold smile.
"You still dare to say that it has nothing to do with your Mu family?"
"Hmm?"
Mu Zonghsing naturally didn't know why he asked that. He only vaguely sensed something and looked in the direction of Old Eight Feng with a frown.
"Hehe."
Old Eight Feng smiled embarrassedly and then shook his head bitterly.
What could he do? He was also very helpless!
"Explain it to me later!"
Mu Zonghsing looked at Feng Laoba from afar. He did not say it out loud. Now was not the time to talk about it. At this moment, he only wanted to capture Mo Nan. Even if he could release this young man later, he would have to let out a sigh of relief first.
"Mo Fann."
Mu Zonghsing narrowed his eyes and tried to persuade him for the last time.
"Now give us an explanation. The Mu family is still willing to sit down and have a good talk with you. Let's see if you are willing to take a step back."
"Leave your father."
Mo Nan replied in a domineering manner. Then, he stood up from his seat without any fear. He looked at the three Late Period of Martial Warrior warriors opposite him and felt a little disappointed in his heart.
"Just three people? "I thought your Mu family could bring me some big surprises."
To be honest, none of the Late Period of Martial Warrior warriors he had fought so far were normal. For example, Shih Wenyem and Miao Yuv were all freaks among freaks.
Therefore, when he noticed that there was nothing special about the three opponents, including Mu Zonghsing's Spiritual Force, he felt a little bored.
However, this was also good. Let's end this quickly.
"Courting death!"
Mu Zonghsing said coldly. His face turned red. He didn't waste any more time and took the initiative to attack.
"I'll leave that man to you. Be careful."
Mo Nan pointed at the old man behind Mu Changqing, who he didn't know except for Old Eight Feng. After that, he also took a step forward.
The Spiritual Force rolled around. The room was immediately filled with violent winds. In the blink of an eye, they were already fighting each other.
"Leave it to me."
Jessica patted his chest confidently. Then, he shook off his long legs and dashed out.
"My old bones..."
Seeing that both sides were standing together, Feng Lao Ba rubbed his beard and also accepted his fate. With a bitter smile, he rushed towards Mo Nan and Mu Zonghsing.
For a moment, the spiritual energy in the guest room was constantly shooting out. The sounds of fighting could be heard. The shocking noise frightened Luo Teng and the group of Luo family.
"This..."
Luo Teng stood in his original position, hesitating whether he should attack or not.
Although he had told Luo Teng in advance that he could not help, it did not seem like it would be a problem for him to just watch from the side.
"Sect Master of Luo family."
At this moment, Mu Changqing, who was still outside the door, narrowed his eyes and gave him a suitable opportunity to escape.
Mu Changqing said with a smile, "Sect Chief of Luo family, today's matter, all of you will be witnesses. As long as you don't make a move, Later, our Mu family won't make things difficult for you."
After he finished speaking, he pointed at a row of rooms far away from the backyard. There were only other places where the Mu family's warriors cultivated. Although their Mu family couldn't find any more Late Period of Martial Warrior warriors, they could still find some of them in the Martial Warrior Stage realm.
"Alright!"
Unexpectedly, there was no need for him to say anything, because just as he was about to say that he wouldn't make things difficult for Luo family, Luo Teng's face was filled with joy as he strode towards the door.
Halfway there, he realized that the people behind him didn't follow him. He even turned his head back and said discontentedly. "What are you guys still standing there for? Hurry up and come over!"
What a joke. This was such a good opportunity to escape. If he lost it, he would be a fool.
Many Luo family was speechless.
Mu Changqing was speechless. He thought,
This kid really is thick-skinned when he looks at Mo Fann.
However, since Luo Teng did not intend to interfere, he felt relieved. He heaved a sigh of relief and continued to observe the house.
Just by looking at it, he could not help but feel a little anxious. He had a bad feeling about it.
"Bang."
In the room, Mo Nan activated the Martial God Technique. Ignoring the consumption rate of the Spiritual Force in his body, he forcefully struck out with his palm and collided with Mu Zonghsing's fist.
This palm strike forced Mu Zonghsing back a few steps. The qi and blood in his chest surged. It took him a long time to catch his breath.
Mo Nan did not stop after the strike. He turned around and whipped out another leg whip. It landed on Old Eight Feng who was rushing over.
He did not expect his reaction speed to be so fast. The Eighth Feng who had already slashed had already reached the age where his blood energy was depleted. How would he dare to exchange his life with him? He had no choice but to withdraw his attack temporarily and switch to defense.
Boom.
Mo Nan's sturdy leg was wrapped in a faint golden medicinal Spiritual Force. His leg landed on Old Eight Feng's blocked arm and sent him flying. He was about to hit the wall when Old Eight Feng barely landed on the ground.
It was unstoppable!
"Cough."
After landing on the ground, Old Eight Feng tried his best to calm the churning blood in his chest. He looked up at Mo Nan with a bitter and complicated look in his eyes.