With Mo Wen's Cultivation of Inner Qi, his silhouette had crossed a distance of a few hundred meters.
After all, the Inner Qi of an ancient martial art practitioner in the Qi Nucleation realm was still very limited. Only a few ancient martial art practitioners at the pinnacle of the Qi Nucleation realm could do that.
A normal ancient martial art practitioner in the Qi Nucleation realm could leap a hundred meters in the air, and that was already very good.
Only an ancient martial art practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm, whose vast Inner Qi was like an ocean, could easily leap a few hundred meters, or even a thousand meters.
After Mo Wen had crossed a distance of two to three hundred meters, he had reached his limit in one breath. With a flash of his silhouette, he landed on the roof opposite Old Fellow Qin. He took the opportunity to take a breath, and the Inner Qi in his body was once again replenished.
"Could it be that you intend to kill us all?"
Old Fellow Qin looked at Mo Wen with a ghastly expression. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he looked a little pathetic. However, for some reason, Old Fellow Qin did not panic at this moment. Instead, he had calmed down, but his face had darkened considerably.
As for the members of the Qin Clan, their faces were all pale, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.
The protector of the Qin Clan, the eldest great grandfather with the highest Cultivation, had been sent flying by that youngster. After the two of them had exchanged blows, they had been at a disadvantage.
This result was simply unacceptable to the members of the Qin Clan. It meant that the Qin Clan had completely lost, lost at the hands of a youngster. Was this still the Qin Clan, one of the five big ancient martial arts aristocratic families in the capital, the Qin Clan that others feared and respected?
In the hearts of many members of the Qin Clan, it was their fortune and glory to be able to grow up in the Qin Clan. Now that the strong person they believed in had lost, and he had lost at the hands of a youngster who was not even twenty years old, the pillar of support in their hearts had suddenly collapsed. They could no longer support a blue sky for them. To them, the sky seemed to have collapsed, and everything seemed to have become dim and lightless.
The negative emotions spread throughout the entire Qin Clan in a short while. Almost everyone's faces were ashen, and they couldn't believe it. They felt like they were in a nightmare. They all hoped that it was just an illusion, a nightmare.
The white-bearded old man, who had fallen under the bell tower, laughed bitterly. A glint of sorrow rose in his eyes. The Qin Clan, which had been strong for a while, had actually been trampled under the feet of a youngster. All the experts of the Qin Clan had come out, but they were still not his match.
Even the eldest brother had failed, so who else in the Qin Clan could stir up the situation? Why was that young man so terrifying? It was no wonder that he couldn't even last a single move against him. It was likely that he hadn't even used his full strength.
Qin Shaoyang also stared blankly at the Qin Clan, which was in a mess. He looked at the Elder who had been sent flying by Mo Wen. His heart was ice-cold. It was laughable that he had previously tried to strangle him in the cradle so that he would not be able to grow completely.
Only now did he realize how threatening and terrifying his thoughts were. When he thought back to it, he couldn't help but shiver.
Qin Xiaoyou looked at the battlefield nervously. She looked at the man who was invincible in the Qin Clan and was like a god of war.
For the first time, she realized that Mo Wen was so different from the rest. He was not like a mortal at all. It turned out that practicing ancient martial arts could make one so powerful. It turned out that he had unknowingly left the ranks of ordinary people.
She did not feel happy about Mo Wen's shocking battle results and outstanding performance. Instead, she felt a tinge of guilt. It was because she knew that Mo Wen's character was calm and he did not like to compete with others. The reason why he was fighting with the Qin Clan today was all because of her. He wanted to seek justice for her.
However, she did not want Mo Wen to risk his life for her and offend a powerful clan. She did not want to constantly create trouble for him because of her. Always creating all kinds of trouble was not what a qualified wife should do.
A qualified wife should be someone who could share his worries and help him. Otherwise, the meaning of her existence would always be a burden and a burden. She would not allow herself to become such a woman.
Qin Xiaoyou held the Silver Serpent Freezing Pin tightly. Because she held it too tightly, her hands were trembling. She secretly made up her mind that she would definitely practice hard in the future. In the past, she did not work hard enough. Now, she had to work even harder.
"Kill to the last man?"
Mo Wen raised the corner of his mouth and laughed coldly, "Don't make yourself sound like a pitiful and tragic character. It seems like I have not done anything to you yet, right? You have created sorrow for others and forced them to a dead end. When this day finally falls on your head, you finally know what it feels like, right? "
"That's right. Since the Qin Clan does not give me an explanation, then I will kill to the last man!"
Mo Wen looked at Old Fellow Qin indifferently. There was no emotion in his cold eyes. It was as though they were not eyes, but two deep and cold ice pearls.
"I admit that you are very strong. However, if you want to do anything to the Qin Clan, you are still a little lacking."
Old Fellow Qin laughed self-mockingly. His laugh was a little bitter, but his eyes were very calm. Although he had lost to Mo Wen, it did not mean that the Qin Clan had completely lost to Mo Wen.
"Could it be that the Qin Clan still has something to rely on?"
Mo Wen smiled and looked at Old Fellow Qin thoughtfully. Old Fellow Qin's expression was not just an act. It could be seen that he definitely had something to rely on, which was why he was not afraid of him.
"Originally, I was still a little hesitant. However, now, I don't have to hesitate anymore. You have given me a choice that I have no choice but to make. "
Old Fellow Qin looked at Mo Wen deeply. His expression became calmer and calmer, as though he had already made a decision.
"Humph, if you have something to rely on, then just call it out. Otherwise, the Qin Clan will not have a good ending today."
Mo Wen snorted coldly. Without another word, he took a step forward and punched Old Fellow Qin fiercely.
No matter what the Qin Clan had to rely on, after he crippled the old fellow in front of him, the Qin Clan would lose an expert in the acme of the Qi Nucleation realm. Their power would most likely plummet, and it would be hard to say whether they could still be one of the five big ancient martial arts aristocratic families in the capital.
The moment Mo Wen attacked, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded, followed closely by a tiger's roar. Then, a terrifying tyrannical Qi exploded.
Dragon Tiger Overlord Fist!
It was a martial art that combined the Dragon Tiger Fist and the Overlord Fist. It combined the essence of the Dragon Tiger Fist and the Overlord Fist to become an even more powerful martial art. Its power was almost comparable to that of an Absolute Rank martial art.
Mo Wen did not frequently use the Dragon Tiger Overlord Fist. Normally, he would only use it alone. Only when he encountered a strong enemy would he use it to subdue the enemy. This was because he knew that for a powerful martial art, the fewer people who knew about it, the less it was used, the greater its effect would be.
Otherwise, when others understood your martial art, they would have a way to subdue it, and the power would be greatly reduced.
The terrifying power descended from the sky. In that instant, Old Fellow Qin felt as though he had sunk into mud, and his entire body started to feel unnatural. The dragon's roar and tiger's roar kept ringing in his ears. The sound seemed to be at the edge of the sky, yet it also seemed to be right in front of his eyes. It was sometimes far, and sometimes near, but he was unable to block out the sound.
Even if he used his Inner Qi to block his eardrums, he could still hear the dragon's roar and tiger's roar. There was no way to block it out.
For a moment, his entire brain was buzzing, and his brain's thinking was much slower. It was as though the process of making an action and completing an order had unknowingly become much longer. Even the action of stretching out his hand seemed to take up half a day.
Moreover, the surrounding air seemed to have solidified. The sky was dark, and it seemed as though it was about to collapse. Repressed emotions were growing crazily in his heart.
The pressure that exploded out in that instant was simply shocking. In a trance, one would subconsciously think that it was the pressure released by an exceptional expert in the Embryonic Breathing realm. Their hearts started to waver, and they were no longer as determined.
"What a frightening punch!"
Old Fellow Qin seemed to have felt a fatal threat from the depths of his heart. He woke up from that strange state in an instant. Looking at the fist in front of his eyes, he drew in a cold breath. His eyes once again had a look of fear.
At this moment, Mo Wen's attack was right in front of his eyes. He basically had no time to dodge or block it. The momentary pause in his thoughts had caused him to completely fall into a crisis, almost at the risk of death.
What kind of sound wave technique was that? It could cause him to fall into a momentary daze. Compared to his Tiger's Roaring Claw, it was simply too much stronger. Especially when combined with the sudden increase in the terrifying pressure, it was almost comparable to the pressure of the Embryonic Breathing realm. It had almost caused him to fall completely.
If it wasn't for the sense of life-or-death crisis that had caused him to break out of that state, he would most likely only be able to react when Mo Wen's fist hit him. That would definitely be a fatal punch.
Even now, the situation was not optimistic. The fist was right in front of his eyes, and he basically had no time to think. He could only try his best to circulate his Inner Qi to protect his body. At the same time, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, attempting to use them to block Mo Wen's punch.
Otherwise, if such a terrifying punch landed on his body, his internal organs would most likely explode.
Crash!
Mo Wen's punch hit Old Fellow Qin's crossed arms in front of his chest without any suspense. It directly sent him flying a few hundred meters into the air, like a kite with a broken string.
Pfft!
In mid-air, Old Fellow Qin couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. His face was as pale as a sheet, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted positions. There was a burning pain in his body, and mouthfuls of sweet blood continuously flowed out of his mouth.
As for the arms that had blocked Mo Wen's punch, they had lost all feeling, as though they didn't have arms at all.
He knew that his arms were crippled. They were completely shattered, and the broken bones had pierced through his flesh, through his skin, and were exposed to the outside world. It was extremely terrifying.
If it wasn't for his profound Cultivation of Inner Qi, that punch just now would most likely have turned him into a cloud of blood mist.
Mo Wen naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to follow up with another attack. With a flash of golden light, his figure once again flew into the air. With a flash, he chased after Old Fellow Qin.
"Envoy Guiluo, I agree to your terms. Please lend me a hand."
Old Fellow Qin saw a mass of golden light approaching him, and was immediately shocked. He couldn't care less anymore, and shouted loudly. (To be continued.)
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