Chapter 1346

Mo Nan was stunned. Unexpectedly, Chen Rongma would suddenly make such a request.

No wonder, this guy is always hanging Lin liuzao's appetite, together, is waiting for him to come, he, is the purpose of Chen Rongma.

If you really can't come down, do you want to do it yourself

meanwhile.

Even if Chen Rongma didn't say it, the old rascal also vaguely guessed that after the first World War of the Chu family, the hermit clans had already known his existence. In any case, those people would not allow him to continue to act at will.

Chen Rongma is just Mo Nan's body, but he is tense subconsciously. He feels the strong wind coming from the shop. After many years of confusion, he quickly pulls out a long knife from behind and blocks in front of him.

Ding.

Some sparks flashed in mid air, and the iron and gold collided and reverberated in the open space for a long time.

Mo Nan was in a hurry to resist. At the same time, he dodged and retreated. Even so, after fighting with only one move, he looked opposite and stood with a knife, just like Chen Rongma, the reincarnation of an ancient military general, with a dignified face.

Strong.

Very strong.

Chen Rongma's toughness has far exceeded his expectations. The old rascal thought that Chen Rongma would not be very different from Chen after breaking through the king of Wu.

He has experienced Chen Jiang's brute force, so he is psychologically prepared, but it turns out that there is still a big gap between father and son in terms of brute force.

If facing Chen Jiang, Monan is like facing a big mountain that may fall down at any time, then facing Chen Rongma, Monan only feels that he is facing a vast ocean that can't be seen.

In this ocean, even if it's just a huge wave, it may hurt him a lot.

"If you have more than enough explosive power, you can't keep going. Admit defeat."

Chen Rongma stands with a knife. After a blow, he looks at Mo Nan who is swinging his arm not far away and calmly comments.

"Lose, sir!"

Mo Nan's face was ugly. He managed to regain consciousness in his numb arm. He had just fought once, but he was dissuaded by the enemy. He couldn't help jumping and swearing.

Special.

I don't believe it. You are so strong!

Roaring in his heart, Mo Nan, who has always been confident in his strength, was annoyed at this moment and made up his mind to meet Chen Rongma.

"There's no point in a battle of words."

On Chen Rongma's face, Gu Bo was not surprised. He was scolded by the younger generation. He was neither angry nor angry. He was as stable as a mountain. After listening to Mo Nan's refusal to admit defeat, he strode after him again with a knife.

When he came near, he cut out again, and the sound of breaking the air rang out again and again.

In the face of this blow, Monan no longer rushed to deal with it, his lower body sank, his right leg heavily stepped on the ground, as if pushing forward against a long knife.

Two powerful spiritual powers immediately collided with each other, a strong wind spread out from here as the center, lifting the green leaves and falling.

At this moment, the spirit power is vertical and horizontal, and the knife spirit is wanton.

The constant leakage of Dao Qi left innumerable deep knife marks on the surrounding ground.

This confrontation lasted about a few seconds.

Dong.

With a dull sound, Mo Nan spewed blood from his mouth and flew backwards. Facts have proved that in front of the absolute power gap, the belief of not admitting defeat has no meaning.

Chen Rong didn't even have a trace of movement under his horse's feet, as steady as Optimus Prime.

"Cough."

Mo Nan, who was covered with dust, got up from the ground and coughed a few more blood. He was completely convinced. He had no way to compete for brute force. If he added two, he might not be Chen Rongma's opponent.

It is said that some people are born with divine power, which probably refers to people like Chen Rongma.

I'm afraid even if Chen replaces him in the future, it will come to the same end.

Fortunately, the victory or defeat between martial arts can be decided not only by the strength of brute force.

The realm of spiritual power, speed and timing are indispensable.

Monan instantly dropped a few silver needles on his body, which can be regarded as temporarily controlling the injury. Then, he changed the way, no longer chose to fight hard, at least no longer chose the fight of brute force, and put the long knife in his hand on his side, making a draw.

No name sword, the first move.

On the other side, seeing this, Chen Rongma knew that Mo Nan was ready to continue the fight. He was still calm. He stood on his side with a long knife and thrust it directly into the ground.

Later, the golden light was flowing on his body surface, which seemed to be a kind of body protection skill.

Moreover, this martial art seems to have been approaching the great success.

On the contrary, it's the old hooligans who have a bad grasp of the unknown Sabre technique

Just don't know why, at this time, Mo Nan mouth but appeared a bad smile, immediately, draw a knife, knife gas shot!

More than ten meters away, Chen Rongma's eyes had become dignified when he saw his bad smile, but then he felt the knife gas coming at a high speed, and he couldn't help completely changing color!

The next moment.

There was no movement in the air of the sword as before. It floated across Chen Rongma's waist. After that, without waiting for Chen Rongma to have any movement, a large forest behind the latter collapsed with the wind.

At least a dozen big trees, with neat sections, were sliced by this knife.