Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

C768 I Can't Imagine



C768 I Can't Imagine

Mo Nan waited with rapt attention.    

    

He could clearly feel that at this moment, the blood flow in the old man's body had doubled. He could even faintly hear the sound of blood flowing in his body.    

    

In the next second, Old Master Miao's figure suddenly disappeared from where he was, leaving only a series of afterimages.    

    

Mo Nan took a step back at the same time, almost subconsciously. When he stopped, he realized that a hand covered in wrinkles was already right in front of him.    

    

"Eh?"    

    

Old Master Miao was surprised again.    

    

Just strength alone was fine, but this boy's speed could actually keep up with a martial artist like him. Then, other than not having the special ability given to him after he advanced to a martial artist, what difference was there between him and a martial artist?    

    

"I don't believe in this evil."    

    

Old Master Miao cursed. He felt that it was purely a coincidence that Mo Nan was able to dodge the attack. It was impossible for the same situation to happen again.    

    

He couldn't help but unleash a few more attacks.    

    

However, Mo Nan was able to keep up with his speed every time.    

    

This could not be said to be a coincidence.    

    

After Mo Nan got used to his attacks, he quickly retaliated, forcing Old Master Miao to take two steps back, making Old Master Miao want to curse in his heart.    

    

Duan, you tricked me!    

    

Speaking of which, there was no comparison in the past. Mo Nan only knew that he was fast, but he did not know how fast he was.    

    

In any case, ever since he drank William's medicinal liquid, he had never met anyone faster than him.    

    

Now that he thought about it, the medicinal liquid had a strong fragrance. Could it be some heavenly material or treasure?    

    

Mo Nan's thoughts were running wild in his mind, but his hand movements were not slow. At the same time, he had a more intuitive assessment of his own speed.    

    

A martial artist was fast, slower than a martial artist. They were probably somewhere between the two.    

    

However, in addition to the sense of danger that he had cultivated over the years, he could always sense the danger ahead of him. Instead, he could barely fight with a martial artist.    

    

He could even take advantage of Old Master Miao, an old man who had lost a lot of blood energy.    

    

With another move, Mo Nan seized the opportunity when Old Master Miao did not react in time. His broken palm was quick to break. Cut at the latter's shoulder.    

    

Blood splashed in all directions. Old Master Miao retreated with a pale face, but one of his arms was already left on the ground.    

    

Of course, a broken arm was not considered a major injury to the Ancient Martial Warrior. As long as it stopped bleeding in time, it would at least not lose its life.    

    

Mo Nan stopped and raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.    

    

"Do you still want to fight?"    

    

To be able to fight a martial artist to this extent, and even take advantage of him, to be honest, he was still a little proud.    

    

Yours Truly was indeed born extraordinary!    

    

"Hur Hur."    

    

Old Master Miao laughed sinisterly. He looked at the broken arm on the ground and focused his gaze. Then, he said nonchalantly, "It's just one arm. If it's broken, then it's broken. Kid, do you really think you've won?"    

    

"Shameless old man..."    

    

Mo Nan immediately cursed in anger. He wanted to say something about whether the old man would admit defeat or not. Suddenly, he stopped and looked solemnly in Old Master Miao's direction.    

    

He saw that the blood flowing out of the old man's broken arm did not flow to the ground. Instead, it was floating beside the old man. Not long after, the blood gradually condensed into a new arm.    

    

Mo Nan thought silently in his heart.    

    

He had long heard that after a martial artist advanced to a martial artist, they would obtain some special abilities. He had already been informed in advance of cultivating the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell , and these special abilities had nothing to do with him.    

    

Pen Holding Man had said similar things before, and then Zheng Tine had also told him about it.    

    

Originally, Mo Nan did not care. He thought that the so-called special abilities could at most produce a small flame on his finger. Other than being a human lighter, it was useless. Only now did he know what he had missed.    

    

Old man Jiang, you tricked me!    

    

Thinking back to the time when he had worked hard to cultivate the Divine Decree, Heaven's Equal Senses. It was purely because the old bastard Jiang had bragged about this ancient martial art to the heavens, Mo Nan wanted to pull him out and whip him.    

    

Of course, although he was envious, he would not admit it verbally.    

    

Looking at Old Master Miao's proud and proud look, Mo Nan sneered. He said with a snort,    

    

What are you proud of? Look at you now, those who cultivate are neither human nor ghost. " What's there to be happy about if you scare ordinary people half to death on the road at night? "    

    

"Ignorant kid!"    

    

Old Master Miao stomped his feet angrily. He finally realized the difference between strength and realm. What really pissed him off was his mouth that made people want to tear it apart.    

    

"If I don't tear your skin apart today, this old man's surname won't be Miao!"    

    

After he shouted coldly, he once again took a step forward and attacked.    

    

However, Mo Nan did not resist. Instead, he kept dodging left and right. Even if Old Master Miao managed to get his hands on him a few times, he tried his best to avoid more wounds.    

    

At the same time, he used all of his energy on his mouth.    

    

"Heh, you're all grandfathers. Now that you said you wanted to change your surname, your son will hear you later. I don't know what to think."    

    

"Right, you have a granddaughter, right? I wanted to tell you just now how ugly your granddaughter is. I can't even imagine how you want to push her to me the moment you see her."    

    

"My granddaughter is ugly?    

    

Old Master Miao's movements became sluggish, and then he started to go crazy. His eyes were red as he launched another round of storm-like attacks.    

    

"Again?"    

    

Mo Nan complained in his heart.    

    

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to fight back. The Qi ball in his body was limited. If he had just activated the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell , he would have been able to activate it continuously for an hour.    

    

The key was that in order to injure Old Master Miao, he had used up most of the Qi ball. Now that it was difficult to maintain the circulation of ancient martial arts, he didn't dare to fight back.    

    

Even if I die, I won't let you suffer!    

    

With such an attitude, while Mo Nan was dodging, he didn't care about the wounds on his body that were gradually appearing. He kept mocking him.    

    

"What? Did I say something wrong?"    

    

"Actually, I was just being polite. In fact, you can tell how ugly your granddaughter is by looking at your face. Speaking of which, she hasn't married yet. Could it be that she's too ugly to see anyone at home?"    

    

Seeing that his granddaughter was Old Master Miao's weakness, Mo Nan crazily stared at her. A woman thousands of miles away is crazy DISS:    

    

"Tsk tsk, actually, you can't blame her. The key is that the older generation of you didn't leave a good gene. Look at my old man. He's so old and his health isn't good. Aunt Liu has been single for him for the rest of her life."    

    

"That's why I said that it was you who was in the wrong. If I were like you and found out that I harmed my granddaughter, I would have already slammed my head against the wall and sought death. " How would I have the face to live in this world... "    

    

"Or if you think that hitting the wall will cause pain, jumping into a fecal pit is fine too."    

    

"Shut your mouth, evil creature!"    

    

Old Master Miao's eyes were bloodshot. He shouted excitedly. For a moment, he felt that the humiliation he had suffered in his life was not as much as today.    

    

"I will let the baby tear your..."    

    

He panted as he spoke. Suddenly, before he could finish his sentence, he kicked his legs and fell straight down like he had a heart attack.    

    

He fell just like that.    

    

Mo Nan was completely shocked.    

    


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