Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

It was true that he was a Martial Saint.    

But which of the two Martial Saint Spirit Beasts was weaker than him?    

Not to mention, the martial artists in the surroundings had already forced them into a dead end.    

"Dad, what do we do?"    

Cao Zhifang asked, sweating profusely.    

Cao Wuliang's mind was racing. He gritted his teeth and walked towards the high platform. He lowered his head and said, "It's the Cao family. They are too ambitious."    

The crowd was in an uproar.    

No, they had already lowered their heads before anything had happened. As a result, it was as if everything had turned into a farce.    

As soon as he spoke, the people from the Modu Aristocrat Clan all stopped what they were doing. They were filled with regret. Why did they believe the Cao Clan's nonsense?    

"And then?"    

Mo Nan nodded with a smile and said.    

Cao Wuliang's heart skipped a beat. His expression was ugly. He lowered his head because of the situation. He was forced to make a decision. However, this kid had to be reasonable. Did he really think that he lowered his head because of him?    

He was silent and did not speak.    

Mo Nan saw through his thoughts with a glance. He raised his head and smiled.    

"It seems that you don't think I have the right to talk to you like this," he said. "I don't think I have the right to talk to you like this. Alright. " Although, the so-called helpers are also in terms of strength. Part of it. "    

"But since you don't think so, I'll give you a chance to defeat me. Today, your Cao family and all the families of Modu will be able to retreat safely."    

"How is it?"    

Cao Wuliang suddenly raised his head, and his eyes lit up.    

Hehe, since you want to die, I don't mind helping you.    

At this moment, apart from Pang Hu and Little White, everyone present was shocked as well. They couldn't understand why Mo Nan would come up with such an idea. Was he crazy?    

He was merely a Martial Sovereign. The confidence he had was enough to defeat Cao Wuliang.    

On the high platform, Hee Mei and the few elders looked worried. Mo Nan only gave them a reassuring look, then he rushed into the sky and waved his hand.    

"Humph!"    

Cao Wuliang snorted coldly and flew up after him. He squinted his eyes and said in a low voice. "I'll show you what a stupid decision it is."    

At this moment, he was really annoyed.    

No matter what Mo Nan's goal was, it proved that he had been looked down upon.    

Mo Nan was too lazy to continue. He pulled out his long blade and held it tightly in his hand, waiting quietly.    

Swoosh!    

In the strong wind, Cao Wuliang kicked out first. With a shocking momentum, he landed on Mo Nan's chest.    

Many of the people below had already lowered their heads while sighing.    

Most of them were the disciples of the Martial Arts Institute. Even they were suspicious of the dean. Could it be that Cao Wuliang was able to stop a Martial Saint Stage warrior?    

In the next moment, what happened in the sky shocked everyone.    

Mo Nan held the long blade in his hand and stood beside him. He didn't use the blade at all. He just raised his other hand and blocked Cao Wuliang. He held Cao Wuliang's ankle tightly in his hand.    

After that, he shook his ankle and shook his head and sighed. That expression clearly showed that Cao Wuliang had disappointed him.    

"This is impossible!"    

Cao Wuliang's eyes widened. He was quite shocked.    

Ever since he broke through to the Martial Saint realm, he had felt that very few people in the world were worthy of his attention.    

However, everything that had happened just now had completely shattered his confidence.    

Mo Nan once again raised his hand casually and hooked his finger.    

It was not that he was deliberately posturing, but that Cao Wuliang was really not worthy of his attention.    

In the higher realms, he had fought too many Martial Saint Proud Son of Heavens. Compared to those people, the one surnamed Cao was nothing.    

The latter was just like Mu Ruyan back in the Lower Realm.    

He had just broken through to the Martial Saint realm, and he didn't even know how to use the energy of heaven and earth. A Martial Saint like this was no different from a Martial Sovereign. It was just that the medicinal Spiritual Forces in his body were a little more vigorous.    

However, if it was just a competition of Spiritual Forces, the few Cao Wuliang combined wouldn't be a match for him.    

"Are you coming or not?"    

He hooked his fingers. Mo Nan frowned when he saw no response from Cao Wuliang.    

"Bastard!"    

Cao Wuliang seemed to have become angry from embarrassment. He gritted his teeth and seemed to have gone mad. He started to attack repeatedly as if he had lost his mind.    

However, it was all useless.    

"This young master has given you a chance."    

Taking a deep breath, Mo Nan kicked Cao Wuliang away again and finally raised his long blade.    

There was nothing he could do. Today's matter, someone had to pay the price for it. Otherwise, the same thing... Therefore, the one surnamed Cao could not live.    

"Nameless Saber Technique, slash!" Mo Nan raised his saber, and the Spiritual Forces on his saber began to gather. Immediately, a strange phenomenon occurred. An old warrior appeared out of thin air. He was wearing armor, and his blade was stained with blood. He looked majestic.    

The gigantic Spiritual Force was like a statue that spanned across the entire world.    

Everyone was shocked.    

When the saber fell, heads rolled down. Blood gushed out like a fountain, scattering onto the ground. The headless corpse fell to the ground.    

In the entire Martial Arts Institute, only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard.    

The disciples of the Martial Arts Institute clenched their fists tightly, and their faces turned red. They swore in their hearts that they would remember this scene forever. It was as if the figure in the sky was the god in their hearts.    

It was their spiritual pillar!    

Mo Nan's expression was cold and stern. He slowly descended, and returned to the high platform. With a loud bang, he stomped the long blade in his hand and used the Spiritual Force to open his mouth. His voice echoed in the surroundings.    

"From today onwards, no matter who dares to offend the Martial Arts Institute, they will face the same fate as this person!"    

As he spoke, he raised his head and pointed at the ground in front of him.    

That was the corpse of Cao Wuliang who had fallen to the ground.    

After a short period of silence.    

"Roar!"    

Countless disciples of the Martial Arts Institute, including the elders who had been standing on Mo Nan's side earlier, had flushed red faces. They raised their arms and shouted loudly, continuously resonating with Mo Nan.    

The people from the great clans who came from the outermost region were influenced by the atmosphere, and soon joined in as well.    

Only the elders of Cao Cheng and the other great clans of Modu, including the Cao family, were restless, and their clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.    

"Dad." In the distance, Cao Zhifang cried out in sorrow. Her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to walk out and collect the corpse.    

On the side, Cao Guitong sat on the ground. He did not even have the strength to stand.    

Just as the father and son pair were in a daze.    

A few elders of the Martial Arts Institute flew over on their own initiative with a meaningful look in their eyes, and started to lift them up at the same time.    

"What are you doing?"    

Cao Zhifang immediately came back to her senses, and cried out anxiously.    

"What? Do you think that someone from the Cao family can leave alive today?"    

The leader of the elders sneered.    

What a joke! If one didn't remove the root of the grass, the spring wind would come again. Even children would understand this logic. As the head of the Cao family, what were you waiting for?    

"My son..."    

Cao Zhifang's face quickly turned ashen. She also knew that it was impossible for her to survive. It was just that when she was in despair, he hurriedly pointed at Cao Guiyang and begged.    

"Mmhm. Mmhm." Cao Gui nodded frantically.    

At this moment, he did not bother to plead for his father at all. All he thought about was that it was good that he could survive.    

Unfortunately, he originally had a chance to survive.    

One of the elders suddenly sneered and took out a recording pen from his pocket. The dean had just stuffed it into his pocket.    

... "Hehe, if you are in the top position, Do you mind giving those women to your nephew as a gift?"