Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Mo Nan pulled out the Mountain Splitting Blade from his back. He shook his arm and squinted his eyes.    

"I always keep my word. I said that I would make Fann family pay, so I will do it."    

Once upon a time, he was not even a martial artist, but he still dared to say these words to the He Family.    

Later on, the Hee family was indeed destroyed by him.    

The difference was only a matter of time.    

Back then, when he encountered the Hee family, he could only retreat temporarily.    

But now, it was different. Since he had the strength, Mo Nan did not like to have an overnight grudge.    

If there was a grudge, he would take it back on the spot!    

"Alright, it's good to gather all of you. You can bear to let me look for you one by one after this."    

Glancing at the martial artists on both sides, Mo Nan quickly withdrew his gaze. He directly nodded at Fann Lin and curled his lips.    

"Get lost. You don't have the right to talk to me."    

He was not arrogant.    

Fan Lin was just a martial artist. In front of him, he was at most a martial artist junior.    

After bypassing Fann Lin, Mo Nan stared at the three grandmasters who were steady. He laughed in disgust.    

"How dare you call yourselves grandmasters. It's fine if you fight three against one, but you still want the younger generation of the family to come and die first? "I feel ashamed for you."    

"You!"    

Immediately, a Grandmaster of the Fann family's face turned red as he glared at them.    

"Ignore him."    

At this moment, the Grandmaster whom Mo Nan had never seen before shook his head and looked at Mo Nan calmly.    

"There is no justice between warriors. Don't let him distract you."    

"This kid is a big threat to the Fann family. As long as you remember, you can't let him leave today. Other than that, nothing else is important."    

Fair?    

The old man in the middle smiled.    

When ordinary people fought, there was a distinction between age, weight, and weapons. There was even less of a need to talk about martial artists. There had never been any fairness in terms of cultivation time, strength of ancient martial arts, and the difference in realms.    

The winner lived and the loser died. These six words were the greatest fairness, at least to everyone.    

"Uh."    

The two Fann family Grandmasters were stunned for a moment. Then, they nodded at the old man in understanding.    

"Thank you for the reminder, Elder Tung."    

Below, Mo Nan could hear everything clearly.    

"Not surnamed Fan?"    

Then why did this old bastard come to join in the fun?    

However, he didn't want to think too much about it. No matter who he was, since he wanted to stand in front of the Fann family and protect them, they were all enemies.    

"Something doesn't seem right..."    

Mo Nan's thoughts stopped. Suddenly, he frowned.    

It was not because of the incident in the Fann family, but because he suddenly realized that something was wrong with his body.    

He thought about it for a while.    

"I want to use the sword!"    

On both sides, many Fann family martial artists were already prepared to die. If a family could prosper and prosper, this was the only benefit. Compared to ordinary forces, their internal forces were more concentrated.    

Just like the Hee family back then.    

If it wasn't for the He Family's Patriarch telling them to escape, none of the He Family would have been able to escape.    

The members of the Shi Family indeed had their own pride.    

Unfortunately, this pride was useless. At the very least, it didn't increase their strength by a single cent.    

At this moment, they noticed that Mo Nan was distracted. The few Grandmasters of Fann family around him looked at each other and took the initiative to attack. However, Mo Nan only raised his saber abruptly and drew a semicircle on his waist.    

Saber Qi swept across the air. The strong wind was so strong that it made people unable to open their eyes.    

After that, four corpses had already appeared on the ground.    

They were too weak.    

Mo Nan sighed in his heart.    

Was it because he wanted to show his divinity, but it was from the bottom of his heart. Just as Elder Mo had said, stepping into the Grandmaster realm was the beginning of martial arts. Below the Grandmaster realm was a completely different world compared to the Grandmaster realm.    

A Grandmaster stood there and let the martial artist cut him. As long as the Spiritual Force in his body was not used up, it was unlikely that he would be injured.    

Speaking of which, It was a miracle that he had been able to kill a Grandmaster with the strength of a martial artist.    

This was actually Mo Nan's misconception.    

Not every Grandmaster was as young as him, nor was it every Grandmaster. The medicinal Spiritual Forces in their bodies were just like him. The medicinal Spiritual Forces surged like an ocean.    

Just by looking at Koo Jian, one would understand that the Koo Jians in a Xiantian Grandmaster's body might not be much more than his.    

This was most likely due to the Spirit Gathering Bead.    

On one hand, the bead severely affected Mo Nan's cultivation progress, but to a certain extent, it also made his foundation more solid than anyone else's.    

When other people's bodies were full of medicinal Spiritual Forces, they could not cultivate. Mo Nan was different. As he absorbed the medicinal Spirit Gathering Beads, he cultivated. Gradually, his spiritual sea expanded.    

It was a bit like a stomach king.    

This was the principle, but it could not be whispered in the same day.    

On the other hand, the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell did not give Mo Nan any special abilities, but it also gave him Spiritual Force Seas that were different from ordinary people.    

There was bound to be a loss.    

In short, the Fann family wanted to use him to exhaust him. To a certain extent, it could be said that they were thinking too much.    

"What are you still standing there for?!"    

Fann Lin, who was standing in front of the main hall, shouted.    

Many of the Fann family martial practitioners woke up from their daze. In an instant, they all rushed towards Mo Nan.    

"Too many ants to bite an elephant to death? Ridiculous."    

Mo Nan's figure kept drifting about. He kept raising his saber to deal with a group of martial artists. He didn't even need any saber techniques. As long as the Spiritual Force was attached to the saber, he would be injured.    

In the blink of an eye.    

There were already more than ten Fann family warriors lying beside him.    

"Isn't this kid tired?"    

Even though they had already understood from yesterday that Mo Nan's endurance was stronger than ordinary Grandmasters, when they saw that Mo Nan didn't seem to be exhausted at all in the crowd, the three Grandmasters sitting above all had a slightly gloomy expression on their faces.    

"That's enough."    

Elder Tung, who had been invited by the Fann family, had a change in expression as he spoke.    

"Tell them to stop."    

A family with the highest power naturally needed the middle power. If all the mainstays of the family were to die, the so-called family would only exist in name.    

And martial artists were the most important group of existences to aristocratic families.    

Grandmasters would not leave the family easily. This resulted in martial artists appearing whenever there was a need to do anything in the past.    

When martial artists died, the losses to the aristocratic families were not small either.    

"Stop."    

The two Grandmasters of the Fann family also said.    

Fann Lin hesitated when he heard them, but he could only say something. When the group of warriors retreated, he looked at Mo Nan with hatred.    

Mo Nan did not care if the Fann family warriors retreated.    

He was not a homicidal maniac. He did not have that hobby. As the saying went, he wanted the Fann family to disappear. In his opinion, as long as there were no Grandmasters in the Fann family, the Fann family would naturally collapse.    

"Are you willing to go down personally?"    

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Nan looked at the three Grandmasters walking down and said with a smile that wasn't a smile.    

He was right.    

These shameless old men, after the battle of the wheels, were they fighting three against one again?    

It didn't matter. If he was afraid, he would write the word 'Mo' upside down!    

Other than being angry and surprised, he didn't forget. Martial arts did not have a smooth path to begin with. It was beneficial for cultivation.    

This was how he had walked all the way here.    

"Come, come, come. Three is not enough. Five is not enough."    

He smiled and waved his hand. Mo Nan narrowed his eyes and said,    

"Let me guess. Could it be that the Fann family still has a hidden Grandmaster?"