"I, Feng Bo, want to see how much worse my miscellaneous disciple is from you, an outer disciple! Even if I am doomed to lose, then I will stand up and seek justice for Senior Brother Song who was beaten by you at will!"

The young man let out a long laugh, and his mouth was quite heroic words, as if Ning Nan was some kind of bully, and he was the one who drew a sword to help when he saw injustice.

After speaking, he strode towards Ningnan.

Behind him, the excited shouts of the miscellaneous disciples sounded.

Ning Nan frowned.

Feng Bo is a figure whose strength can rank in the top 100 among the miscellaneous disciples, I heard that he has already channeled more than 80 qi into the body, and within three years, he will definitely step into the realm of refining the body!

The guy who was pulled away by Ning Nan before was just a few dozen ways of inducing qi into his body, and in front of Ning Nan, he was not vulnerable at all.

It's the other miscellaneous disciples, and it's all like that.

In this mining area, Feng Bo is undoubtedly the strongest person in cultivation.

In the face of him, Ning Nan, who was deficient in qi and blood and had difficulty in the spiritual power in his body, had basically been labeled as a defeat by those who knew how to do it.

It was that Feng Bo, who thought that he also saw that Ning Nan was obviously physically exhausted after making a move, so he took advantage of the fire to rob and wanted to step on Ning Nan's upper position.

The distance between the two was not far, but in an instant, Feng Bo was killed in front of Ning Nan.

He clenched his fists, without the slightest bit of fancy nonsense, and directly blasted towards Ningnan.

This fist was extremely slow in Ning Nan's eyes, and Feng Bo's movements were also full of flaws in his opinion.

But what made him helpless was that he couldn't catch this punch at all, and he couldn't catch those fleeting flaws at all.

can only protect the vital point, and passively greet Feng Bo's fist.

With a muffled sound of "boom", Ning Nan only felt a huge force rushing towards him, and the next moment, his whole body flew out upside down, and the flat pole in his hand also came out of his hand at this moment, and his bones rolled to the side.

Feng Bo indifferently retracted his fists, stood in Ning Nan's previous position, looked at Ning Nan who was lying on the ground and had moved a distance of several meters, and mocked: "This, is this your strength? No wonder the outer gate wants to demote you to a miscellaneous servant, in my opinion, you should get out of the sect directly, after all, you can't even compare to me, a miscellaneous disciple!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Ning Nan's mouth.

He felt like he was about to fall apart, and he had no strength.

I wanted to stand up, but I couldn't do it.

Lying on the cold ground, Ning Nan gradually recalled the past in his mind.

At the beginning, the punishment of the sect was to abolish his cultivation, but in fact, he was allowed to disperse his own merits, giving him a chance to make a comeback.

It's just that the elder of the outer gate, Bai Haizhi, has a personal vendetta, which directly destroyed his spiritual sea, and he made up his mind to make him unable to survive from now on.

The spiritual sea is the source of a monk's strength, without the spiritual sea, the spiritual power in his body cannot be retained at all, and it will be scattered clean on the same day.

Later, he tried his best to find a way, and in the end, he only retained some spiritual power in the meridians.

But because there is no spiritual sea, the meridians of the whole body have lost their confluence, and the spiritual power in the body cannot complete the operation of Zhou Tian, and there is no way to transform step by step.

If it weren't for the difficulty of the spiritual power in his body, he would be able to kill it with one hand.

But, that's the fuck of the facts, he, a person who has reached the seventh layer of the skin refining stage of the Body Refining Great Realm, and is also considered a leader among the outer disciples, now, in this dirty mine, he was humiliated by the miscellaneous disciples, not to mention, and was beaten by others.

Longyou's shallow bottom was played by shrimp, and the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs.

The way of the world is so ridiculous.

After gasping for a while, Ning Nan struggled to get up, his ten fingers were deeply buckled into the mud, and he used all his strength to stand up.

The originally neat white robe was not only stained with mud at this time, but the back was also worn out to a big opening.

He didn't care, and after standing up, he unexpectedly didn't fight directly with Feng Bo, but laughed, laughing louder and louder, and finally turned into wild laughter, until he was panting and coughing with laughter, coughing with a mouth full of blood, and then he stopped.

The miscellaneous disciples looked at him like a crazy person, and they were a little puzzled.

"It's really sad, I guess if I punch me again, my life will be gone. Feng Bo said indifferently: "Just like you, still want to be murderous?"

Ning Nan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and he smiled: "Feng Bo, do you know what I'm laughing at?"

"Why should I care about the ridiculous words of waste?" Feng Bo said coldly.

"I laugh because I laugh at you because you have the strength to do it, but you don't know the essence of the battle; I laugh because you have a weak mind like a baby, and you want to rectify me, but the means can't be put on the table; I laugh, I laugh even more at you for thinking that those wastes like fish and meat on the case stand next to you, and you can override me, heh, it's really ridiculous!"

Ning Nan's words sounded in his ears, and Feng Bo's face gradually became ugly.

Finally, he roared angrily and laughed, "You're looking for death!"

Then he lunged towards Ningnan.

Ning Nan shook his head and muttered: "You, compared to my combat experience, are too far and too far behind, you still have a chance just now before I can slow down, what ...... now?"

There was a loud "bang", and a figure screamed miserably, and it flew high.

Immediately afterward, another figure also soared into the air, flying higher than the one that flew up! Then, like a meteor, it crashed straight into the other's arms.

There was another loud bang, and the speed of the falling figure that had already been thrown suddenly accelerated, and it smashed directly into the mud in an instant.

The mud floor was like a piece of tofu that had been trampled on, and the two sides were graved, and the middle was sunk, and the figure sank deep into the earth.

Completely fainted.

At the same time, another figure descended from the sky, stood lightly to the side, and coughed heavily.

The miscellaneous disciples around him were already sluggish.

The person who didn't know life and death and was stuck in the mud was Feng Bo.

Ning Nan took a deep breath for a while and eased up.

After many days and two shots, he unexpectedly had a new insight into the control of the spiritual power in his body.

He walked slowly to Feng Bo's side, then stepped on the guy's chest, looked at the miscellaneous disciples, and said indifferently: "Now, who else wants to come out and try?!"

The miscellaneous disciples looked gloomy, bowing their heads and not daring to look at him.

Ning Nan disdained in his heart, these miscellaneous disciples, compared to the outer disciples, were really a heaven and an underground, just like them, they could only be miscellaneous servants for the rest of their lives, and they would never be able to have a broader sky.

"In that case, who did the mound of dirt I have there?!"

Ning Nan didn't bother to say anything, he didn't bother to deal with these miscellaneous disciples from beginning to end, his goal was the sea of stars, and he had no common language with a group of ambitious people who were having fun in the mud.

So I asked straight away.

Ask questions, solve problems, and that's it.