Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 58: Carrying a Knife but Not an Umbrella on a Rainy Night (Part )
The residence of the Marquis of Lijian is located in the southern area of ​​Tiandou City, relatively close to the center. It can be said that the geographical location is excellent. After all, apart from the royal family and the nobles who are truly at the top, the status of the Marquis of Lijian is already not low.

And unlike other places, the imperial army would patrol the southern area at night, and the Marquis of Sword's residence was guarded by his own troops.

"Brother Li, why don't you find two brothers to cover for us later, and then we can go to Chunxuelou in the North District and have some fun? I heard from Wang Wu and the others yesterday that a group of new people came to Chunxuelou yesterday, and none of them can be faulted."

In front of the Marquis of Sword's residence, a soldier wearing fine iron armor and holding a spear whispered to the soldiers on the other side of the gate.

"If you want to die, don't drag me with you. We are guarding the gate for the adults. If we leave our post and something goes wrong, nine heads won't be enough to chop off."

The other soldier was undoubtedly more diligent and simply refused the temptation.

Just at this moment, a drop of liquid suddenly fell from the air and hit his helmet, making a thud.

"Huh? It's raining? Damn, what bad luck, it rains when we're on duty. Now, let alone going to Chunxue Tower tomorrow, we'll be lucky if we don't get sick tomorrow."

Looking at the raindrops as big as beans appearing on the ground, the soldier was speechless. Just as he was about to step back a few steps to hide under the eaves, his eyes froze on the road not far away.

Suddenly, a blank space appeared in the middle of the road amidst the dense rain, as if there was something invisible there.
"What the hell is this?"

Another soldier also looked over curiously upon hearing this, and saw the strange image in the rain. The difference was that just as he was about to express his doubts, the strange image suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a figure covered in a black cloak appeared in front of the two without even a blink of an eye.
At this time, no matter how dumb the two soldiers were, they realized that someone was going to attack the Marquis of Lijian's mansion. However, they did not have the chance to resist or raise the alarm. The figure knocked them to the ground with a casual blow.

Looking at the two soldiers lying on the ground, Mo Yuan was speechless. He had originally wanted to sneak into the Marquis of Lijian's residence and then behead them, but he didn't expect it to rain at such a moment.

Since the Word Spirit: Dark Illumination was broken, he had no choice but to take direct action.

Although the plan has changed, it basically makes no difference to Mo Yuan. The only difference is that one is to kill quietly, and the other is to kill openly after giving a warning.

"It would be nice if it rained a little. It would save us the trouble of cleaning up the bloodstains afterwards."

A flash of cold light passed by, and Mo Yuan, holding a long knife, looked at the door in front of him, and kicked it out without hesitation. With a loud bang,
Under the huge impact, half of the door flew backwards into the mansion.

At the same time, Mo Yuan began to recite a string of unfamiliar dragon characters.

"Servants of the Wheel of Time, obey my words. I will be the master, I will be the scepter!"

As the dragon text dissipated into the air, the invisible domain expanded with all its might from Mo Yuan as the center, instantly encompassing the entire Marquis of Lijian's mansion.

Time stopped at this moment, and the world seemed to have been paused. Dense raindrops froze in mid-air. Mo Yuan strolled through the rain and stepped into the gate of the mansion.

Looking at the dozens of motionless guards in front of him, Mo Yuan casually danced with his sword, slicing the rain in two, while scarlet flowers of blood bloomed...

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The Marquis of Swords was a sturdy, tall, middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and icy green eyes. When the door was kicked open by Mo Yuan, he immediately realized from his study that someone had invaded his residence.

At the same time, he was also very confused. Logically speaking, although he had made countless enemies and his foes were spread all over the world, no one dared to come to him in Tiandou City?

You have to know that this is the capital of the Tianhun Empire. The most powerful combat forces in the entire empire are basically here. If you fight here, let alone whether you can defeat him, it is impossible for the several Titled Douluo masters in the palace to remain indifferent.

Apart from those who were determined to die, only Titled Douluo would dare to do this. However, Marquis Lijian thought for a long time but couldn't figure out which Titled Douluo had a grudge against him.

With such doubts in mind, the Marquis of Lijian headed straight for the outskirts of the mansion, but the further he walked, the more frightened he became.

Compared to him, the entire mansion was too quiet. Logically speaking, it was impossible that he was the only one who heard such a loud noise just now, but why was there no one there now?
Finally, when Marquis Lijian pushed open the door of the mansion and saw the scene in the yard clearly, he understood why it was so quiet now.

In the middle of the yard, in the rain, a figure covered in a black cloak stood quietly with a long sword in his hand. All the guards were lying at his feet.

His only son was also there.

The son of the Marquis of Lijian was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. At this moment, he was being trampled under Mo Yuan's feet. His limbs were broken, revealing the white bone fragments.

When he saw his father coming, the young man stopped wailing and turned to shout at Mo Yuan.
"Open your eyes, you bastard! My dad is already here. If you don't want to die, let me go! Otherwise, my dad will definitely kill you!"

"Noisy."

Mo Yuan frowned slightly, then stepped down and stomped the face of the son of the Marquis of Lijian into the ground.

"I advise you to stop as soon as possible. I don't know why you want to kill my son, and how you beat him like this in such a short time.
But I remind you, this is Tiandou City. If you don't have the strength of a Titled Douluo, it's best to surrender."

When Marquis Lijian saw his son in such a miserable state, he immediately wanted to kill Mo Yuan, but as someone who had come all the way to his current status, he was naturally not an idiot.

It must be no simple matter for Mo Yuan to be able to make such a noise to attract his attention, and now to get rid of all the guards and control his son and beat him up like this.

And when he wanted to find out Mo Yuan's background, he found that no matter what method he used, he could not get any information. He knew nothing about his strength, age, or appearance.

Without knowing Mo Yuan's background, he still didn't want to start a war directly. Of course, if he had the chance, he would definitely kill Mo Yuan.

"Haha, Marquis Sharp Sword, you're really joking. I've already come to your door and beaten your son like this. If I retreat just because of your words, I'd be really stupid."

After Mo Yuan finished speaking, he didn't care about the extremely ugly face of Marquis Lijian, and then he kicked the son of Marquis Lijian, who was wailing on the ground, into the air. At the same time, a ball of fire suddenly burned on his body.

At the same time, three miles away from here, on the top floor of a hotel in the city center, Bai Yi stood on the balcony holding a Guangling Ice Bow, staring at the southern area of ​​Tiandou City, reciting dragon words, with flames of revenge burning in his eyes.

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