Mo Nansang's ears were blown by the wind.
Mo Nansang's lips curled into a proud smile as he charged towards Jiujiu with his sword.
Seeing Mo Nansang charging towards Jiujiu, the old man's eyes showed a trace of pity.
Although Miss Jiu was the only successor of Medicine King Valley, she had no chance of winning against Mo Nansang.
Many disciples covered their eyes as they could not bear to look at it.
Jiu Jiu and Mo Nan Sang were soon entangled in a fight. With a clang, one of them crashed into a nearby tree like lightning, breaking three trees before coming to a stop.
Everyone thought that the person who had crashed into the tree was Jiujiu.
However, when they saw Jiujiu fall slowly like a leaf, everyone was shocked.
Especially the old men, they were all stunned and subconsciously looked at Mo Nansang.
Mo Nansang's clean clothes were covered in blood and his face was swollen like a pig's head.
Looking at the clear palm print on Mo Nansang's face, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Was he slapped by Miss Jiu to this extent?
Mo Nansang was not only slapped in the face, but he was also slapped in the face by Miss Jiu in front of everyone in the martial arts world. It was really shameful.
Everyone's gazes fell on Mo Nansang like raindrops. Mo Nansang was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Mo Nansang gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. He wanted to start again, but when he held his sword, he suddenly found that the sword that was usually light in his hand was as heavy as a thousand-pound rock.
He couldn't even pick up a single sword, let alone the twin swords that made him famous.
Mo Nansang was shocked. When he wanted to use his internal energy to pick up the sword, he found that his dantian was empty. There was no internal energy.
Had he been crippled?
Mo Nansang's face paled and then he was filled with hatred. He looked at Jiujiu with a venomous gaze. He wanted to skin Jiujiu alive and eat her raw flesh.
Mo Nansang screamed at the top of his lungs, "Witch, what did you do to me?"
Why didn't he have any inner strength?
In response to Mo Nansang's question, Jiujiu casually replied, "Is there a problem with me crippling your martial arts?"
Hearing that Jiujiu had crippled his martial arts, Mo Nansang became even crazier. Without thinking, he ran towards Jiujiu, wanting to kill Jiujiu.
However, he was not a match for Jiujiu even when he had martial arts, let alone after Jiujiu crippled his martial arts. He was an existence that could be killed with a single finger.
Before Mo Nansang could reach her, Jiujiu flicked her sleeves, and Mo Nansang crashed into a tree once again.
This time, Mo Nansang spat out a mouthful of blood without any inner force objects.
Seeing Mo Nansang's miserable state, everyone's faces were filled with fear.
Mo Nansang was already one of the top experts in the martial arts world, but he could not last more than a hundred moves under Jiujiu's hands. He did not even know that his martial arts had been crippled. From this, it could be seen that Jiujiu's martial arts had reached a godly level.
If it was said that they had fantasized about teaming up to fight Jiujiu to the death, with Mo Nansang as an example, they did not even dare to think about it.
In the face of absolute power, all resistance was useless.
If they went against Jiujiu, it would be like mayflies trying to shake a tree. The tree would not feel anything, but the mayflies would be smashed to pieces.
The people who came with Mo Nansang subconsciously distanced themselves from him. They no longer had the same imposing manner as before.
Seeing Mo Nansang being isolated by the crowd, Jiujiu chuckled. She stepped in front of Mo Nansang, lifted her foot, and stomped on his back.
Mo Nansang had already suffered internal injuries from hitting the tree. Now that Jiujiu was stomping on him, he spat out more blood.
Mo Nansang's miserable state made the crowd even more terrified. They were afraid that they would be next.
When Mo Nansang said that Jiujiu was only one person and asked them to be witnesses, they really thought that Jiujiu was just a little girl without any martial arts. But now, it seemed that she was not a little girl, but a tigress.
Jiujiu did not care about the crowd's avoidance. She only lowered her head to look at Mo Nansang.
No matter how good he looked, after being beaten black and blue, he would look like that.
Although Mo Nansang looked good before he was beaten, after being slapped so many times, it was really disgusting.
Jiujiu looked at the courtyard and called out, "Bi You, come here."
Hearing Jiujiu calling her, Bi You walked out of the house.
When she saw Mo Nansang under Jiujiu's foot, she did not recognize him as the Mo Nansang she hated to the bone. She just looked at Jiujiu and asked, "Miss, what are your orders?"
Seeing Bi You, Mo Nansang instantly recalled the murderous aura in Bi You's eyes when they last met.
If Mo Nansang had still had his martial arts, he would definitely have told Bi You about his longing for her. But now, his martial arts had been destroyed, and he was being stepped on by Jiujiu like mud. When he saw Bi You, who hated him to the core, he was afraid that Bi You would take his life, so he moved back a little. He was afraid that Bi You would kill him when she saw him.
Sensing Mo Nansang's evasion, Jiujiu lifted her leg and kicked Mo Nansang in front of Bi You. She asked, "Do you know this person?"
Bi You looked down at Mo Nansang's swollen face and shook her head, "I don't know him."
Hearing Bi You say that she didn't know him, Jiujiu burst out laughing.
Back then, she had joined the Demon Sect for Mo Nansang. Now that he was right in front of her, she didn't recognize him because of her. How ironic.
Hearing Bi You say that she didn't know him, Mo Nansang breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as Mo Nansang let out a long sigh of relief, he heard Jiujiu say, "This is the Wulin Alliance Master, Mo Nansang."
When Bi You heard Jiujiu say that the person who was kicked under her feet was Mo Nansang, she was startled. Then, she carefully observed the person. When she saw the hairpin on Mo Nansang's head, Bi You confirmed that this person was indeed Mo Nansang.
But …
In her impression, although Mo Nansang had a despicable temperament, he was a fine young master in this chaotic world. Especially those peach blossom eyes, they were captivating.
At this moment, Mo Nansang's face was full of palm prints. His face was swollen like a pig's head. His eyes were evasive and he didn't have any of his previous elegance. Instead, he revealed a trace of wretchedness. It was really disgusting.
Mo Nansang's current appearance instantly pulled Bi You back to reality. Bi You looked at Mo Nansang with disgust. There was no longer any affection in her heart. She turned her head away in disgust and said to Jiujiu, "Bi You appreciates Miss's good intentions. But this villain doesn't deserve to die under my sword."
Hearing Bi You say that she wouldn't kill Mo Nansang, Jiujiu kicked Mo Nansang to the Mount Song Sect's side. She looked at the people huddled together and looked at her with vigilance. She said, "Who else wants to fight?"
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