Chapter 670: Killing Maozhihua

A roar!

Maozhi opened his teeth and claws, black air rolled all over his body, and he rushed towards Nantian viciously.

"Bastard! Lord Nantian, how can you allow you to blaspheme!"

Mao Zhipu confirmed Nantian's identity, how could he sit idly by, how could he allow Maozhi to hurt Nantian.

Mao Zhipu was wearing an S-rank Poison-Dragon Mecha, and stood in front of Mao Zhihua.

Mao Zhi is slippery and doesn't hold back his hand, because Mao Zhipu insists on fighting.

"Boom!"

The mech maniac leaked out, and the hall and courtyard collapsed and destroyed in an instant!

Fortunately, Mao Miao and the others are not weak players. Most of the people present are mech war kings or above.

The sweep of the aftermath of energy did not harm them.

Mao Zhihua's eyes were extremely cold and filled with murderous intent.

In recent years, Mao Zhihua has become more and more arrogant and domineering. Many masters of the Mao family have been brought under his command.

"Patriarch, do you really want to protect this foreigner all the time?"

"I'm the great elder of the Mao family, you have to think about it clearly." Mao Zhihua sneered coldly.

The movement in the patriarch's house was too loud.

For a moment, the entire Mao family was shaken.

Many high-level members of the family rushed over one after another.

After a while, hundreds of people gathered around.

These people are all the backbone of the Mao family, the backbone of the senior management.

"Patriarch, Great Elder!"

"You two adults, why are you fighting like this?"

A group of high-level officials spoke out to persuade them.

Someone revealed what happened.

After hearing this, all the high-level officials glared at Nan Tian.

The Mao family has been closed for many years,

There is also a rule in the clan, that is, no outsiders are allowed to enter.

The head of the patriarch, Mao Yuan, tried his best to protect Nan Tian, ​​a "outsider", which made them very puzzled.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"Kill this stranger!"

A high-level person waved his fist and said, very fierce!

"Hmph, did you see that, Mao Zhipu, I am what people want now!"

"Besides, are you sure you really want to fight me to the end?"

"Let me advise you, I am the seventh-rank Mecha Warlord, and you are the eighth-rank Mecha Warlord. Besides, we are both poison masters. If you really fight me, you will definitely die!"

Mao Zhihua smiled coldly.

How could Mao Zhipu shrink back?

"Mao Zhihua, you are the Great Elder of my family, you must know about Nan Mao's covenant, this is Nan Tian Venerable Lord!"

Mao is simple, drink in a deep voice!

"Lord Nantian?"

"He is Lord Nantian?"

"Are you kidding? My grandson told me that he is indeed called Nan Tian, ​​but he is just a boy with a white face. He was brought here by your daughter. Lord Nan Tian is from the same era as my family ancestor. Character, now that the long years have passed, Lord Nantian, I don't know where he died for a long time!"

The grass is slippery, he laughed.

Mao Yun also sneered: "Yes, this guy, without Miao Miao's protection, I can kill him with one hand!"

Nan Tian's eyes turned cold, and the emperor was insulted over and over again, how could he give up!

Nan Tian took a step forward, staring at Mao Yun with cold eyes: "Do you dare to fight me?"

Mao Yun smiled disdainfully: "Why don't you dare? It's up to you, you little white-faced, helpless outsider......"

Mao Yun hadn't finished speaking yet.

Nan Tian raised his hand and said, "The Buddhas of the heavens suppressed your hand!"

A palm volleys in the air and falls from the sky.

"Boom!"

A phantom of a golden palm with a size of a hundred meters was suppressed and suddenly appeared. Without any explanation, it turned Mao Yun into a meat paste.

Mao Yun, who was alive and screaming just now, has been photographed into a fleshy paste, blood splashed all over the ground, and all the high-level officials of the Mao family who were watching looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Master Mao Yun...is dead!"

"That's us, the seventh young master of the Mao family!"

Someone's expression changed with fear, and his whole body trembled.

The Great Elder Mao is slippery, and there is only Mao Yun, the young and only son.

In front of Mao Yun, there are six senior sisters.

Mao Zhi slipped this grandson and regarded him as a treasure. On weekdays, he loves him very much.

Now, he was beheaded by someone in front of his face.

In an instant, Mao Zhihua fell into madness.

"I want you to die!"

"You bastard, you hateful guy, you dare to kill my grandson!"

Mao Zhihua was wearing an S-rank poisonous insect mecha, and his whole body was covered with poisonous light, which was terrifying and frightening.

Mao Zhipu took one step across the air, stopping Mao Zhihua.

"Go away!"

Mao Zhihua roared and clapped his hands. This time, Mao Zhihua didn't hold back.

The strength of the seventh-rank Mecha Battle Emperor exploded.

Mao Zhipu was no match for Mao Zhipu's slippery opponent. After being hit, Mao Zhipu was sent flying and fell heavily to the ground.

"The wool is slippery, don't be disobedient, attacking and killing Lord Nantian is an unforgivable crime!"

Mao Junpu said coldly.

The hair is slippery like a madman, Mao Yun's death has already made him unable to calm down.

"Even if he is the lord, so what, his strength is weak, he was killed, who is to blame!"

The grass is smooth and full of killing intent.

"Whoosh!"

Mao Zhihua was already close to him.

Everyone seemed to have seen the tragic scene where Nan Tian was killed and his head fell to the ground.

Mao Miao even yelled, "Run! Nan Tian, ​​run!"

Nan Tian was fearless, and his expression was flat: "You said it, your strength is weak, so what if you were killed?"

"Can you kill me? What kind of hero is it to sneak attack on my grandson? I will destroy you and torture you to death bit by bit!"

Maozhi Huabing said coldly.

"meteor!"

Nan Tian let out a soft cry.

Meteor Mecha, possessed!

On the Meteor Armor, the stars are shining, which is very dazzling to the human eye.

"Meteor Sword!"

"A thousand swords return to one!"

Thousands of kendo phantoms appear frequently, and the extremely tyrannical martial arts coercion is absolutely suppressed!

Nan Tian holds the Meteor Sword, his swordsmanship is supernatural, like flowing clouds and flowing water, his swordsmanship is thousands of layers, layer upon layer, and the sword energy of three thousand miles traverses the sun and the moon!

The people in the Mao Family Headquarters were all amazed!

The sword marks were across the sky, and the sword energy shot out!

The senior officials of the Mao family in the house were all terrified.

The smoothness of the grass is even more instant, like petrification.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't. Nan Tian's sword energy had locked him firmly.

"Crack!"

A sword shadow, wrapped in unparalleled power, chopped off the slippery head.

In the courtyard, many people were frightened out of their wits,

The tyrannical seventh-rank mecha war emperor, the great elder Mao Zhihua, was actually beheaded and killed by Nan Tian.

Similarly, Nan Tian's cultivation is not weak.

The Meteor Mecha on Nan Tian's body has a large halo of mecha floating in the air, which shows that Nan Tian's Mecha is of the Battle Emperor level.

The Mao family majored in poison art, and most of the clan members minored in martial arts.

The entire aristocratic family, counting the patriarch Mao Shu, the great elder Mao quality, and some hidden veteran masters, mech war emperor-level figures, do not exceed five fingers.

"The strength is not good, and he was killed, so who is to blame?"

Nan Tian stepped on the slippery head of thatch and spat.