Chapter 1611

The two figures then rushed into the sky in the reverent eyes of the disciples.

Another fight, after the two retreated, Chen Rongma was shocked, but some fear flashed in his eyes.

I don't know why, Mo Nan Mingming is just Wu Zun, but there is an inexhaustible feeling like the sea in his spiritual power, so that, in the simple confrontation, he actually fell into the disadvantage.

"Hum."

Chen Rongma snorted and his muscles swelled up like a human tank. He didn't agree with me.

Mo Nan just smiles and immediately looks at Chen Rongma, standing with his hands down. The next moment, an invisible spiritual impact seems to sweep out of his eyes.

Then, Chen Rongma's head fainted, as if his brain had been severely damaged.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old rascal no longer tied his hands and feet, completely let go of himself, and constantly attacked

Hot sun boxing, golden knife leg, soft bone entanglement, Ananda mirror body

Just a few minutes later.

"No more fighting!"

Chen Rongma, who fell back to the ground, was in a state of confusion and looked down.

This fight can't be fought. Monan is like a personal weapon. He constantly uses different martial arts skills, and his inner spiritual power is endless, which makes his scalp numb.

In other words, in front of so many disciples, the boy really didn't save face for him.

Feeling Chen Rongma's depression, Mo Nan scratched his head and laughed. In fact, he wanted to say that he had been lenient, but he was afraid to say that he would make Comrade Chen worried. Let's just imagine.

In the war with Chen Rongma, he just wanted to test his fighting power. Now, the result is better than expected.

Cultivating so many martial arts skills, in addition to successfully opening up the spirit sea in the body, also let him have countless kinds of attack means, which can be regarded as a success to make up for his previous lack of too single attack means.

"Ha ha!"

With Chen Rongma taking the lead in admitting defeat, the disciples who knew the president's temperament couldn't help laughing. They didn't expect to live and see the president admit defeat one day.

While laughing, they applauded fiercely. The old hooligan used up all kinds of martial arts skills. Although he was powerful, it was also shocking that Chen Rongma could persist for such a long time under that amazing offensive.

They have gained from this war.

As for the old Taoist masters who were watching, they were young elders who had not dared to put forward any opinions on the existence of Monan. At first, they were quite dissatisfied with Monan. Now they looked at a knife mark deep into the ground at their feet. They were pale and pale, but they did not dare to say anything.

In the ancient martial arts world, the strong are respected. At present, Mo Nan's strength is enough to be recognized by them.

"It's gone, it's gone."

After a moment, Chen Rongma got up and waved, dismissed the full circle of disciples in the square, and waved to Mo Nan

"It's enough to know that you're back and better. Let's go back to my office and let's get down to business."

Monan gave him an unexpected look.

Chen Rongma immediately did not have a good way: "if it's not something, according to your boy's temperament, I'm afraid I can't remember that I'm still the vice president of the Taoist school. I know what you want to do. Let's go and have a good chat in the house."

"Good." Monan nodded and followed.

When they got back to the dean's office, they sat face to face. With a calm smile, Chen Rongma had come out of the depression.

It's also a happy result for him to see that the younger generation is better than blue.

"You have suffered a lot, boy." As soon as he sat down, Chen Rongma took the lead in lamenting.

All martial arts skills can't be accomplished in one move, and they can be cultivated immediately. Only by long-term familiarity can we really master one kind of martial arts skill.

Mo Nan was missing for two years. When he came back, he not only broke through wuzun, but also mastered more than ten kinds of martial arts skills. It's enough to see how much he suffered.

"Not bad."

Monan just nodded calmly and laughed.

Of course, he suffered a lot, but what was really bitter was to freeze them.

Compared with the girls who are nervous all day and can't eat and sleep, what can he suffer?

"You guess, I'm going to deal with Wumen?"

After a smile, Monan mentioned the business and asked.

"What's so hard to guess?"

Chen Rong laughed and hummed: "with your kid's temperament, you have a lot of revenge. Now that you're back, you won't let wusen and Wumen go. Wu himself knows that."

Otherwise, wusen, who has been chasing and killing Monan for two years, is just like a lost dog, a waste of falling realm. Wouldn't it be better to let him live and die on his own?

"Ha ha." Monan sneered and declined to comment.

After drinking water, Chen Rongma asked again, "what do you want to do? I can guess, but wusen is very powerful. How can you deal with wusen?"

"Let's not say whether you can kill wusen. Even if you can, I'm afraid you won't succeed easily. In the process, there will be others who will stop you."

"I know." Monan nodded again. Nowadays, Wumen is the leader of the ancient martial arts world. There are no few families attached to Wumen. At least these people will never be indifferent to Mo Nan's killing wusen. But when he knew it, the old rascal then said, "it doesn't matter who dares to stop me. I don't have any way to do it. Just kill the witch."“ That's it Chen Rong was shocked, and immediately said, "do you know what the consequences are?" Mo Nan relaxed a smile: "is not to attach those big clans of sorcery door, all offended?"“ So what? " With that, the old rascal's face was cold again, and his eyes were chilly. He said, "as early as they decided to attach themselves to the witch sect, they should have thought that they might have angered me, but they did it anyway."“ Since they don't care about me, why should I care about them? " Just kill them all. Now the old hooligans are also open to it. In the ancient martial arts world, strength is respected. As long as he has strength, no matter what he does, no one dares to say no. Some people like to ask for trouble. Monan doesn't mind satisfying them. It's not that he didn't give those people a chance, but it turns out that they are a group of white eyed wolves. Since they are too soft, they will be hard. Feeling the young man's awe inspiring killing intention, Chen Rongma already knew that he couldn't persuade Mo Nan, but he still couldn't help saying: "it's right to say that, but have you ever thought that in case something happens to you in the future, or there is a younger generation in those families who have better talent than you..." his worry is reasonable. However, Monan also said with a smile: "if that happens, it doesn't matter whether I kill wusen or not. Besides, that kind of situation can't happen at all." Chen Rongma is worried that he will set up too many enemies. However, Mo Nan shakes his head and smiles. Is his enemy still few? As for the latter situation mentioned by old Chen, there are younger people with better talent than him. Ha ha, old hooligans don't think it will happen at all.