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423 Shuangwu Zun

Third update

No one saw it. While Li Zhongtian was knocked away, the anger flashed in Mo Ran's eyes was like seeing an enemy in his previous life. Mo Ran showed an extremely obscure sneer.

In everyone's astonished eyes, Mo Ran's speed surged again. In just a moment, the man suddenly flashed to Li Zhongtian's side. When his hard fists were swung out, they turned into countless fist shadows full of unparalleled aura, and fell on Li Zhongtian without missing a single omission.

"Bang~,bang~,bang"

The roar of fists and flesh trembled the souls of the onlookers all the time. Although the not-so-big fist did not seem to have any power, everyone knew that Mo Ran, who could tie Li Zhongtian, had the power of his fists that was not comparable to ordinary martial artists. At this time, they understood why Mo Xiong didn't take a few moves under Mo Ran's hands just now.

"This is not a level seven martial artist. This realm is simply a powerful martial master."

In amazement, everyone stayed on the spot. Although the shadows of Mo Ran and Li Zhongtian were all in their eyes, the creepy bombardment echoed in their ears, and even their minds were already covered in a mess, completely mixed together. At this time, an idea came to everyone's mind, that is: This person cannot be offended.

The day before, the arrogant mountain disciples kept slapping their chests, secretly glad that they did not have the evil star in front of them, and the two elders Li and Lan even looked at their fists and sweated.

Everyone was shocked by Mo Ran's strength, but Mo Ran, who was in extreme excitement, felt extremely happy and his anger was finally released to his fullest. Mo Ran felt more and more skillful in the understanding of Mu Lingxian.

There was blood that was wounded by Li Zhongtian, and his eyes were filled with anger that was gushing because of Mr. Fang being bullied. Mo Ran clenched his fists and poured the internal energy in his fists into his fists. Then, whether in the air or on the ground, Mo Ran followed Li Zhongtian's figure that was constantly retreating, and his fists fell densely on Li Zhongtian's body like raindrops.

"Bang~, bang~, bang~"

I have been separated from Mr. Fang for seven years. When I first met, I saw the former being bullied and beaten. After I taught Mo Xiong a lesson, Li Zhongtian also came out to help, and if he didn't hit you, he would hit anyone. Don't say that you are just a martial master, even the God of Martial Arts, I will step on you and vent your heart.

This is Moran’s current idea.

After three years underground, Mo Ran endured the suffering that no one could bear. After the Brahma Art was first completed, the change of purple qi and Mo Ran, who obtained the original wood spirit crystal, changed his temperament. Now he is no longer the awkward boy at the time, nor will he have any kind thoughts. For all those who can hurt himself or want to protect, the latter will have only one end, that is, death.

Without taking into account Li Zhongtian's status and face in the family, Mo Ran in his rage turned into a demon-like figure, venting his anger in his heart madly. The fist shadows containing powerful internal strength were like beasts, covering Li Zhongtian.

At this time, Mo Cheng, who had been struggling to block Li Zhongtian before, was unexpectedly unhappy. Seeing Mo Ran counterattack and attacking Li Zhongtian without any power to fight back, the old man felt a hint of joy. Thinking of Li Zhongtian as a person of a foreign surname in the family, he was so arrogant that sometimes he didn't even take the head of his family seriously, Mo Cheng was happy for no reason. Perhaps, today, he could use Mo Ran's hand to teach this old guy a lesson.

Just as he was thinking, Mo Cheng suddenly felt a powerful aura around him rising. Then, before he could react, Mo Xian suddenly flashed out and approached Mo Ran.

"Not good." In fear, Mo Cheng roared and hurriedly took action to stop him.

He knew that the relationship between Mo Xian and Li Zhongtian was established by hard work and death. Now that Li Zhongtian was forced to beat him for a long time by a junior, how could Mo Xian bear it? And Mo Xian's move must be cruel and ruthless.

Mo Ran's mission as the scapegoat of the family fell before he could finish it. This was something Mo Cheng didn't want to see. So he took action. However, when he reported it, it was too late.

He is at the same level as Li Zhongtian at the same level as the second-level martial master. How could Mo Xian be slow? The moment the moment the moment the moment the moment the moment the moment the momentum rose, the former had already arrived beside Mo Ran and suddenly punched out with anger.

Mo Ran, who was venting his anger excitedly, suddenly felt a strong wind coming. In surprise, he no longer cared about Li Zhongtian. His body swung quickly and turned around in the air. He didn't look at the person, but he just threw a thunder in the palm of his hand.

With a bang, Mo Ran felt a powerful force that was no less than Li Zhongtian and hit the thunder in his palm. Then, he was shocked by the explosion force and flew backwards.

After landing on the ground, Mo Ran took more than ten steps before he stabilized his body and pressed a mouthful of blood that was about to gush out. Mo Ran only felt that his heart was about to jump out, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, and the purple mark on his brows gradually dimmed.

In amazement, Mo Ran suddenly mobilized the stagnant internal energy, and the original wood spirit in his body frantically transmitted the vitality to Mo Ran's whole body, and quickly healed. After a while, Mo Ran was able to breathe normally. Then, he looked at the opposite side, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Mo Xian knocked Mo Ran back with one blow, but he was not feeling well. The suddenly exploded purple light ball actually contained a powerful force that he could not ignore, causing him to be countershocked by the explosion force and retreated a foot away.

He looked at Mo Ran in the distance in shock. Mo Xian knew just now, no wonder why Li Zhongtian was hit just now and even his inner air armor was broken. It turned out that the power of this purple light ball was so powerful.

Shocked, Mo Xian did not pursue him, but hurriedly ran to Li Zhongtian who was lying on the ground and quickly helped him up.

"Old Li, Lao Li, are you okay?"

"Cough~" After being shaken by Mo Xian twice, Li Zhongtian finally coughed and stood up with gritted teeth.

Seeing that Li Zhongtian was safe and sound, Mo Xian breathed a sigh of relief. Then, the two turned their eyes to Mo Ran, staring at the latter coldly with a murderous intent. At this time, Li Zhongtian was finally angry. He was chased and beaten so hard by a junior, without any strength to fight back. His face and status in the family had been severely hit. If his level had not been much higher than the other party and had suffered such continuous blows, he would have lost his life.

Staring at Mo Ran coldly, Li Zhongtian's old face could no longer be stubborn, and he said hatefully: "Okay, okay, little beast, if I can't beat you to death today, I, Li Zhongtian, will have no shame to be this martial master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhongtian's whole body was released, and endless anger arose. With one hand, he exerted a little force, and the long sword inserted on the ground returned to his hand. With a sword in his hand, Li Zhongtian's aura increased greatly and his murderous aura also spread.
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