"This man has great martial arts skills and is very knowledgeable. Masters, do you know who this man is?"

At a certain commanding height, Zhao Min and several of his men watched Mo Ran's battle with the six sects.

Watching Mo Ran show off his skills, I couldn't help but want to get to know Mo Ran.

However, several of Zhao Min's subordinates had no idea that there was such a person in the world, nor did they know his identity.

Jiang Yuyan said: "Since you don't know his identity, he must be my mysterious master."

Jiang Yuyan said that her master had two characteristics: mysterious and lustful. Looking at the beautiful woman next to him, it was really possible.

Zhao Min asked doubtfully: "What is the relationship between your master and the Mingjiao? How can you help the Mingjiao!"

Jiang Yuyan shook her head and said: "I think he is not helping Mingjiao, but causing trouble here!"

Zhao Min patted his fan and said, "Hey! My plans are all messed up. Please help me introduce him. I want to talk to him."

Jiang Yuyan said: "He won't listen to me. If you want to see her, it depends on your luck."

On the battlefield, after Mo Ran knocked down two of them, he continued to take aim at the other three.

"Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand."

As soon as Mo Ran grabbed it, two pieces of cloth on an old man's chest disappeared, revealing two small circles.

"Ah!" The little old man looked down and quickly covered himself up.

"Shaolin..."

"Alas, no fight, no fight, we admit defeat."

This man was so shameless that the two old men couldn't beat him, so they just gave up.

Carrying the old man who was curled up on the ground and supporting the old man with dizzy eyes, the Kongtong Five Elders went down the mountain.

After this battle, no one dared to underestimate Mo Ran.

Mo Ran took out a small bottle from his arms and drank it. He immediately felt full of energy and vitality.

"Who else?" Mo Ran shouted arrogantly.

Everyone looked at each other, and the Shaolin abbot walked out.

He had to step out. After all, Mo Ran had used a lot of martial arts from the Lin School. He wanted to see what was going on.

"Catch the wind, catch the shadow, play the qin, play the harp, criticize the overpowering, suppress the weak, embrace the disabled, defend the weak, eight movements in a row."

From the beginning, the eminent monk used the most authentic Shaolin Thirty-Six Styles of Dragon Claw Hands.

"Wudang Ladder Clouds."

Soon, a chase began on the field.

"Hey! Damn it, that's my Wudang Kung Fu." The Wudang people scolded me again.

After a while, the two separated, both as tired as dead dogs.

The abbot of Shaolin said dissatisfied: "You are running away, not fighting."

Mo Ran supported Dai Qisi, kicked her hard and said, "Oh my God! I'm so exhausted that I have a heart attack."

After saying that, Mo Ran took out a small bottle of medicine from his arms, drank it, and instantly recovered as before.

This medicine is amazing! It works instantly.

The abbot of Shaolin said angrily: "You are cheating. Even if I can't beat you, I won't accept it."

Mo Ran said calmly: "As a Jianghu person, it's normal to have some magic healing medicine on you."

Besides, this time the six sects besieged Guangmingding. Although it was Jiejie who invited you, you are the one who takes the lead, so you will definitely suffer some hardships.

Let you know that Mingjiao is not something to be trifled with, so you don’t dare to offend Mingjiao.

Although the abbot was highly respected and had a beautiful dragon claw hand, he was not very powerful. Both Yang Xiao and Eagle King, who were not injured, could beat him.

Therefore, he not only has to win this battle, but also has to fight loudly so that he can convince the Ming Cult and become its leader.

Speaking of loudness, Mo Ran thought of a martial art, and immediately took out a remote control from his arms and pressed it.

"Well, what's the sound? Who is playing music?"

Everyone present was looking around in confusion, trying to find what they were thinking about.

Mo Ran laughed, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and after a long spell of casting, eighteen golden dragons flew out.

The Shaolin abbot who bore the brunt was quickly beaten and vomited blood and flew out.

Zhou Dian said: "Emei and Wudang are the only ones left. I think with this guy's ability to make trouble, he will definitely beat them to pieces."

Wei Yixiao nodded and said, "His medicine is also very magical, but I don't know if it can cure the cold poison in my body."

Not only Wei Yixiao, but now everyone in the Ming Cult who was injured is thinking about Mo Ran's magical medicine.

Their injuries won't heal for a while, and if it lasts for a long time, it's not a good thing for the masters.

Master Miejie stood up with Yitian Sword in hand and said: "Your Excellency, you are very powerful in martial arts. Miejie comes to learn from you."

Mo Ran glanced at Mie Mie and decided to show everyone what it means to be a master.

"The great shift of the universe, the next one."

Mo Ran rushed forward and kicked Mie Mie away with one kick. In less than three seconds, Mie Mie lost.

Dai Qisi was dumbfounded. The world was shifting. It was actually the world was shifting?

She knew that Mo Ran had just received the Great Shift of the Universe, but she didn't know how Mo Ran had achieved it.

Even if he is a genius, he still needs some time! Can he know it just by looking at it?

No, I knew it without even looking at it, because there was no writing on the parchment at that time.

What a weirdo.

Mo Ran used the Great Shift of the Universe and made everyone in the Ming Cult look stupid again.

Does he know how to move the universe? He actually knows the supreme mental method of Mingjiao, a technique that only the leader can practice?

Zhou Dian laughed and asked, "I, Zhou Dian, was the first to recommend him as the leader of the Ming Cult. Do you accept it?"

He has great martial arts skills and can change the world greatly. You can consider making him the leader.

Right now, of the six sects, only the Wudang sect is left. As for the treacherous villain from the Huashan sect, he has long since slipped away.

Coming from Wudang are the hero Song Yuanqiao, the three heroes Yu Daiyan, and the six heroes Yin Liting.

They are all first-class masters, and the combined sword formation has doubled in size. Three of them are equivalent to eight first-class masters, which is much stronger than the monk with the dragon claw hand.

It is indeed the finale, the momentum is much higher than the others, it is extraordinary.

"The great shift of the universe."

Mo Ran kicked him three times, and all three heroes flew out and were defeated.

Dai Qisi was even more surprised and said: "So fast, are you still a human being?"

Mo Ran liked to be praised very much. He suppressed the joy in his heart and said calmly: "Low-key, low-key."

The fundamental reason is that there is too much said before, so I need to delete it here.

In this way, the six major sects all lost and went down the mountain to retreat home.

Mo Ran and Dai Qisi walked to the altar together and looked at the Ming Cult people sitting neatly.

If it weren't for the infighting among these guys, the six major sects might not be able to defeat them, and Mo Ran might not have a chance to become the leader!

Mo Ran laughed loudly and asked: "I will help you defeat the six sects. Is it okay for me to be your leader?"

Wei Yixiao hesitated and said: "This matter of the leader is not trivial. We must discuss it first and then give you an answer."

Mo Ran said: "Hey! The six sects haven't gone far yet. I'll call them back right now to attack the Mingjiao together and kill you all."
Chapter completed!