C1871 There Are Reinforcements?
C1871 There Are Reinforcements?
These words carried a hint of sarcasm.
Ji Hu's expression turned cold. He didn't want to waste any more time. He snorted coldly.
"I'll send you on your way now."
old rascal's expression remained unchanged.
He had already made all kinds of mental preparations before coming to the Upper Realm. This trip was destined to be full of risks. It was not surprising that he would lose his life halfway.
However, even if he died, he wouldn't let the other party off easily.
"Hehe."
old rascal let out a strange laugh. In the next moment, he was going to completely free himself. Damn it, he didn't want this body anymore. With the Spirit Gathering Bead, as long as he was willing to make up his mind, it was possible for him to break through to the Martial God realm in one go.
However, if he used this method to break through, he would die instantly. However, before he died, he should be able to barely attack once.
One time was enough. No matter how small the wound was, it would be a humiliation that Ji Hu would never be able to wash away in his lifetime.
Just as he was thinking about it, his Qi began to rise.
Ji Hu did not think about it. He struck his palm towards old rascal. The shocking Spiritual Force gathered. When Qing Styx and Ghost Valley saw this scene, they stood up without thinking and wanted to block the palm for Mo Nan.
The transformation suddenly increased.
"Stop!"
A wave of anger came from the horizon.
Ji Hu didn't dare to waste any more time just sensing the Qi of the newcomer. He struck out two palms in a row.
Ghost Valley and Qing Styx were sent flying one after another. The facts proved that Martial Saint warriors weren't worth mentioning in front of Martial Gods. After just one palm strike, they were sent flying and fell to the ground.
Ji Hu moved again, but he even drew out his saber. He was determined to keep Mo Nan here forever.
The owner of the voice saw this and shouted angrily again.
"I want you to stop!"
However, in reality, he was still far away from here. It was impossible for him to rush over immediately.
Ji Hu saw this point. He sneered and swung his blade casually. Even though he was not serious, the Ji family's blade technique had undergone a qualitative change under his control.
The sky filled with blade shadows instantly enveloped old rascal. The feeling was completely different from when Ji Chiang or Ji Changming used it.
Mo Nan couldn't even find any flaws in the blade-shadows. He felt that no matter how hard he tried to defend himself, he wouldn't be able to escape this strike.
Since he couldn't escape, he would give it his all.
old rascal gritted his teeth. At the same time, he had finally broken through to the Martial Saint realm. At almost the same time, a loud sound was heard from his body. The Spiritual Force Sea on his shoulder exploded along with his left arm.
With his current condition, he couldn't break through to the Martial Saint realm. Someone had warned him about this before. It seemed like Tu Qin and Lim Ru weren't lying to him.
Mo Nan remained unmoved. His gaze became more determined as he ignored the saber Qi surrounding him. He gathered all the Spiritual Forces in his body and slashed at the sky.
"Yin!"
The dragon's roar echoed continuously. It was as if a ferocious black dragon had appeared out of thin air. It rose up from Mo Nan's blade and collided with Ji Hu in the sky. In the black dragon's eyes, it looked like it was no longer the same as its master.
After swinging the blade, Mo Nan's entire body went limp. He had used up all the Spiritual Forces in his body. This was the only way he could make his cultivation base drop back to the Martial Sovereign realm. Otherwise, his body would explode and he would die at his hands.
He didn't care about the wounds on his body that were gradually appearing. He raised his head in anticipation.
However, no matter how powerful his blade was, it was nothing in Ji Hu's eyes. The latter only raised his palm to block the front of the black dragon. The black dragon that was nearly a hundred meters long shattered inch by inch when it collided with the black dragon.
A Martial God Stage warrior was extremely powerful.
However...
Perhaps it was an accident, but the shattered black dragon didn't respond immediately. Instead, it turned back into Saber Qi and splashed in all directions. A Saber Qi accidentally slashed across Ji Hu's face, and soon after, his face turned red.
Everyone present instantly widened their eyes and looked at this scene in disbelief.
Ji Hu's expression turned uglier and uglier. A dignified Martial God had been injured by a Martial Sovereign. Once word got out, he would become a laughingstock that he couldn't wash away.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
Finally realizing that he should take this kid seriously, a sinister look flashed across Ji Hu's eyes. He thought that old rascal, who couldn't be seen in human form anymore, wasn't dead fast enough, so he decided to strike again.
At the same time, the director of the distant figure finally arrived.
The moment the man in white robes appeared, he immediately waved his hand and dispersed the knife Qi around Mo Nan. After making sure that Mo Nan would not continue to be injured, he looked at Ji Hu with a gloomy expression.
His Qi was rising rapidly, and soon, it was no weaker than Ji Hu's.
"Another Martial God?"
Perhaps Ji Hu's appearance had numbed Nanxuan and the others. As a result, after another Martial God appeared, they were not that surprised. They just sighed subconsciously.
However, they were also surprised. Mo Nan, or Yun Nan, had been in the lower realm for many years. No Martial God they knew was willing to protect his life.
With this thought, everyone quickly made a guess about the identity of the person.
Ji Hu spoke almost at the same time, gritting his teeth and saying in a deep voice, "Yun Mou?"
The middle-aged man in white nodded slightly. "Yes, I am."
As he answered, he turned his head to look at Mo Nan on the ground. He asked worriedly, "Young master, are you still alive?"
"Pfft."
Mo Nan spat out a mouthful of blood and laid on the ground. He did not have the strength to stand up, but he could barely hear the conversation in the sky. Now that he knew it was Yun Mou, he could not care less about the thought of not wanting to get involved with Yun Mou. He grinned and wanted to laugh.
His face and chest were hurt by the wound. He gasped and said,
"I won't die for a while."
"Do me a favor. Don't let this grandson leave so easily!"
Grandson?
The martial artists who were not qualified to participate and could only watch the battle all had strange expressions on their faces when they heard this.
Since ancient times, this was the first person who had dared to call a Martial God a grandchild. After all, even if they were enemies, even if they were killed, they would not easily insult the enemy Martial God.
This was the respect a powerhouse should have.
Such a person who would not forgive others with his words, it was really...
However, Yun Mou, who was in the sky, did not care. Instead, he let out a loud laugh. After which, he looked at Ji Hu, who was opposite him. His expression also gradually darkened.
"Did you hear that? Since young master doesn't want you to leave so easily, I would like to have a taste of the Ji family's methods today."
Yun Mou tried his best to remain calm. In fact, his heart was already filled with endless anger.
Everyone in the Upper Realm knew that he was a loyal fan of the Yun family. The one surnamed Ji dared to attack the descendants of the Yun family in his territory. This kind of action was no different than slapping his face.
Therefore, even if it wasn't for Mo Nan, It was all for the sake of rectifying his reputation. Today, he would never let Ji Hu leave so easily.