Chapter 1163

"You're not the Lius."

Finally, Nangong Shuo shakes his head without expression.

Mo Nan scolded his mother in his heart and pretended not to care on the surface

"Why?"

"I know the younger generation of the Liu family."

Only at this time did Nangong Shuo put away his contempt, but it was for this reason that his eyes were cold:

"First of all, you don't practice liujiaguwu."

"Besides, the Lius are good at using swords and knives. I've never heard of them."

"You're not a hermit."

Nangong Shuo said, looking more and more cold.

It's not his speculation.

Looking at the hermit family, we can't find a man who would fight as hard as Monan.

He can't do it.

Because of this.

Just now, he had no interest and had been persuading Monan to leave. Now he changed his mind.

No matter why it's not the Liu family that's here tonight, it's the martial arts practitioners.

No matter what the reason is, we must punish those who dare to fight against the hermit!

"Give up your arms and get out of here. This is the last chance I'll give you."

Nangong Shuo narrowed his eyes and said without expression.

"Ha ha."

Mo Nan pulled a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around the wound on his right shoulder. He turned his mouth carelessly

"If you say it happened, that's what I want to tell you."

"Leave an arm and I'll let you go through the gate behind me."

He pointed back in the direction of the gate he was blocking.

"To die."

There is no need to say more. Nangong Shuo's eyes are filled with cold. He is no longer merciful. His spear is like a dragon coming out of the water. In an instant, it's almost on Mo Nan's chest.

It is necessary to punish those who are disrespectful to the hermits.

As for those who dare to hurt the hermits, there is only one way out!

At the moment, Nangong Shuo has completely moved his heart.

"Please."

Monan sighed softly.

He can also feel the change of Nangong Shuo.

It is reasonable to say that he has arrived today, barely finishing the task of the Liu family. Nangong Shuo is willing to let him go. That's Nangong Shuo's business, and it can't be a reason for the Liu family to embarrass him.

Even for Monan, it's not a big deal to break his arms. It's a big deal that he sneaks back later and steals his arms back. It won't take him a few days to grow up again.

But he didn't want to.

First of all, Nangong Shuo's tone and words upset him.

His Ci, martial arts such as sailing against the current, do not advance or retreat.

Once we retreat now, it is difficult to make a breakthrough in the future.

What's more, this is the best chance to improve yourself. Now that you have met a strong enemy.

Not as good as one stop!

Monan's blood was boiling, as if something had been ignited.

The next moment, the body of the knife blocks Nangong Shuo's spear, dodges and grasps the gun. With the vitality of julingzhu, the right hand, who has just recovered consciousness, holds the knife and criticizes Nangong Shuo's neck.

Nangong Shuo mu zhongyining.

He could see at a glance what the material of the long sword was. The long sword with the ability of breaking Spirit fell on his unprotected neck, and even he could not carry it.

He is also a cruel man.

Like Mo Nan, he can't do it naturally, but he can lie down towards the ground regardless of face.

Then, he rolled around the ground and stood up again. He was covered with ashes and was in a complete confusion.

When he lay down, he had let go of the black gun. At this moment, the long gun was lost by Mo Nan Chao. He looked at Nangong Shuo who got up with a teasing look

"The donkey rolls?"

Nangong Shuo

Ignoring Mo Nan's sarcasm, he looked at the black gun falling in the distance and kept gnashing his teeth.

He was too flustered just now. He could not have let go.

In addition, he never thought that Monan was more powerful than him.

This is due to God's determination.

Open the martial arts formula, Monan's physical fitness is almost a geometric multiple of the explosive method.

"Second cut."

In his mouth, Mo Nan drank violently. His long knife was higher than his head and fell down toward Nangong Shuo like firewood.

The skill of sabre is extremely fast. Although it is not as powerful as the first sabre, he is restrained in power, and the long Sabre has not yet fallen. Nangong Shuo has already felt frightened.

"Damn it."

His face sank.

This time I came out, I was too confident about my own strength. I didn't bring anything except long guns and body armor. Otherwise, even if I stood up and asked Mo nan to chop, Mo Nan would never hurt him.

When.

There were sparks in mid air.

On one side of Nangong Shuo's body, Monan's long knife fell on his shoulder. Just as he felt that he had escaped, there was continuous strength pouring out of the knife.

Click. Nangong Shuo suddenly red eyes, issued a scream, eyes wide circle, gnash his teeth toward Mo Nan: "you should die." He looked down at his left arm, his face twitching. He didn't expect that he had let Monan break his arms before. Now there was nothing wrong with Monan. He broke one of his arms first“ No hurry. " Mo Nan retreated expressionless and looked at Nangong Shuo's right arm: "there's another arm."“ Since you want me to break my arms so much, I'd better let you experience it first. " With that, he gasped for two breaths. How to say it. Monan can't help being bitter. Whether it can be done or not is not certain. Although there are no more wounds on his body, the injury on his shoulder has almost recovered as before under the strong therapeutic effect of Ju Lingzhu. But now, the spiritual power in his body is almost exhausted. The second knife, the master can use, he just broke through the master, this knife is certainly powerful, but after a knife, he did not even have the energy to continue to fight. Fortunately, it was not the same as when Zhao Lao was chopped with a knife. After a knife, he could not even stand steadily. At least for the moment, he can still do it with two cruel words. I can only say two cruel words. meanwhile. Taking advantage of him to get out of the way and try his best to recover some spiritual power, Nangong Shuo has picked up his long gun again. However, there are some uncertainties. Shooting, need to be flexible, but a hand, is in any case can not do. To put it bluntly, his shooting skills, which he had practiced hard for more than ten years, were destroyed by Monan. How can Nangong Shuo not be angry“ Die for me With a violent drink, he gathered his long gun over his head. The sound of the gun was attached with powerful spiritual power. Unlike Monan, he had hardly consumed much since he started. This time, however, almost consumed most of his spiritual power. A phantom loomed on the tip of the gun, like a ghost's face. The pale spiritual power surrounded the gun body, like a ghost's limbs. The momentum is particularly alarming. At the next moment, Nangong Shuo throws out his long gun with anger“ I don't like it very much Monan just had time to smile and swear. He never thought that martial arts could have such power. At least, compared with his nameless sword technique, Nangong Shuo's shot is more powerful than several times. Otherwise, he might be able to get in the way. The gun came out through the body. With blood splashing. After a loud noise, the old hooligan was nailed to the ground, blood left along the body of the gun.