Chapter 1612

Confidence, publicity.

Feeling the temperament of Monan, Chen Rongma can't help but smile bitterly. If he can be a teenager, he can also have a look with Monan and be arrogant.

It's not just because of the lack of calmness and experience when you are young, but because being young means having unlimited possibilities.

However, in this way, the ancient martial arts world, which has just been stable for some time, may have to leave a lot of blood.

Chen Rongma said little

"You've made up your mind. What do you need me to do?"

"Give me a message."

Mo Nan said with a smile: "in fact, I don't want to die too many people at that time. In this way, I will tell them that those who are willing to leave Wumen immediately can let bygones be bygones. If one of them needs to be cured, I will help them when I kill Wumen."

"As for those who still don't know... Hum."

Mo Nan sneered. He didn't do anything involving the whole family. Now, he doesn't mind doing it again.

Chen Rongma can't help but frown. He only thinks that the old hooligans today are more murderous than before, but he has to admit that they are forced to do so.

Otherwise, if the cost is not big enough, how can we make those big families wake up and get rid of the witch gate.

After a little consideration, Chen Rongma promised: "I can only promise to bring the words to them. As for whether those big families will agree, I can't promise."

"Just take the words to them..."

Mo Nan nodded, anyway, the opportunity is for those people, as for those people can hold, then each depends on luck, anyway, his trip, will kill wusen!

If we have to have a bloody process, no wonder he.

……

One day later, he left the Taoist temple, took the fat tiger and the old hooligan to Wumen.

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Wumen.

The original site of the Taoist temple has expanded several times. Several hills are the site of the Taoist temple. In the clan, young disciples can be seen everywhere.

Roughly speaking, there are tens of thousands of these disciples.

As for those senior officials above the realm of King Wu, such as the elder and the peak leader, there are also countless.

This shows that the development momentum of Wumen is flourishing.

But it's a truth from ancient times to the present that prosperity declines.

"Son of a bitch!"

On one side of the mountain, wusen looked at the document in his hand and threw it heavily on the ground. He was too angry to speak.

Behind him, Zhu Yicheng also gritted his teeth and said: "the source of the news has been confirmed. It was Chen Rongma of the Taoist school who said it himself. It shows that the boy is not only alive, but also able to re cultivate. At present, he has at least military respect."

Otherwise, the little rabbit named Mo would never dare to say that he would kill wusen.

"What about wuzun?"

Wusen turned back with a calm face, and said: "the elder wuzun of our Wumen has more than one hand?"

Mo dares to come here. He's just looking for death.

However, when he finished, Zhu Yicheng already frowned: "that's right..."

He hesitated and hesitated for a long time without explaining what he wanted to express.

Wusen turned back impatiently and said, "if you have anything to say, say it quickly."

"All right." Zhu Yicheng was embarrassed and agreed. He immediately said, "there are many wuzun elders in the clan, but they are all the ancestors and heads of families of different nationalities. They don't stay in the clan all the year round, and now they have set up their own new clan."

Although on the surface, many elders have no clear relationship with those new sects.

But if you look carefully, it's not difficult to find that the two are inextricably linked.

The great power of the Wumen led to the failure of their sect to develop. To put it bluntly, although the wuzun were the elders of the Wumen, they could not see the good of the Wumen.

This result was unexpected to Mo Nan.

Zhu Yicheng continued with a calm face: "I received the news yesterday and contacted them to rush back to zongmen as soon as possible, but up to now, no one has come back."

Now the transportation is convenient. Even if you live in the Chinese border, you should come back now.

And they didn't come back, it shows that they are looking forward to, Monan really can kill wusen.

"Good, good."

Wusen laughed two times. He wrote down those wuzun elders in his heart and made up his mind to settle accounts with them later.

But not now. For now, he has to deal with Monan.

"Have the families attached to our sorcery family arrived yet?" Wusen took a deep breath, calmed down and asked again.

"It's all here." Zhu Yicheng nodded.

Compared with those wuzun elders who have their own way out, there are still some families who are either timid or cultivated by their own witchcraft sect.

After hearing this, wusen said, "you want them to stay at the foot of the mountain. You must stop the boy at the foot of the mountain. Do you understand?" He just wanted to let Monan know that now, to deal with the latter, he didn't even need to come out in person. At the same time, he also wanted to let those elders who had evil intentions witness all this and dare not have two hearts“ I see Write down wusen's instructions, Zhu Yicheng quickly turned away and went down the mountain. The next day. The whole Wumen road up the mountain was set many barriers, as if the Wumen above had been built into a fortress, and then they were waiting for the arrival of Monan Three days have passed. In countless pairs of eyes looking at the movement of the witch gate, they all thought that Monan was afraid and would not come again. Otherwise, even by car, it's time to arrive. A few kilometers away from Wumen, it's on a road“ Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat Mo Nan black face, a kick again next to the fat tiger's body. It was because of this foodstuff that it took him three days to get there. At this moment, the fat tiger has a bag hanging around his neck, which is full of Dongpo meat and steaming. As soon as the huge tiger's head is lowered, he can chew a piece from the bag and eat as he walks. Being kicked away by Monan, panghu gets up, not angry, and goes back to the old rascal. For the sake of feeding Ben Hu well, Ben Hu put up with it. Naturally, the old rascal didn't know what panghu thought. Seeing the food coming back, he gritted his teeth and said, "for a while, it's time for you to work hard. If you dare to be lazy, I'll leave you directly. Don't follow me any more." If you don't follow Monan, you can't eat good food. Hearing the sound, panghu hardly got up and shook his head. Seeing this, Monan was slightly relieved. A few kilometers is not far away. Even if you stop and go, you will soon arrive. Standing at the foot of the mountain, one person and one tiger, looking up, you can see those warriors who have been waiting for many days and are on guard in an instant. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is a whole road up the mountain. Fat tiger disdains his breath and doesn't care. Mo Nan raised his head, and soon a thunderous voice spread all over the sorcery gate: "the sorcery, come out and lead the dead!"