I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1277 He called us to make green leaves?

"Old, old and forced to climb?"

These three words made those saints a little ashamed. Can these words be said casually?
Although everyone is a saint, the old headmaster of Zen Spiritual College does not know how much stronger than them. It is very difficult to improve the realm of a saint every time. The gap between each level is not even weaker than the gap between a saint and a semi-saint .

In other words, 11 of them are not enough to fight with the headmaster of Chan Ling Academy, and they even fight with him?

Is it too much to think highly of them?
"Old principal, right? Come out, don't give me any stunts, I'm most annoyed by you playing stunts." Zhang Mengyu said.

"Hahahaha, you are truly courageous." In the clouds, a black-robed figure slowly landed. He looked like a thin old man, and he was far inferior to Li Xingtian visually.

But the aura on his body gave people a sense of oppression that was many times stronger than that of Li Xingtian.

Just like the current TV series, some swordsmen know that they are stunts, and some swordsmen make people think that swordsmen should be such people.

The skinny old man in front of him gave people that kind of feeling.

"Li Xingtian, I handed over the Zen Spiritual Academy to you, and you have made it like this now? A small Void Transformation Realm warrior dares to bring someone to my Chan Spiritual Academy to kill? Is it really me, Chan Shikong? Is your name not working?" The old man stared at Li Xingtian and said.

Li Xingtian is also suffering. Of course he doesn't want to watch others kill people in his academy, but can he stop it?Although Zhang Mengyu is only in the Void Transformation Realm, all the thugs he calls are saints!
"Zen Shikong? Why do you sound like a monk?" Zhang Mengyu said to himself.

"Mr. Zhang, this Zen Shikong is quite famous," Huang Poji said in a low voice. "When he became a saint, we people were not even born. It is said that he was a monk before, and later became a monk at that time. A monk in the temple, he showed a strong talent in martial arts during his practice, and later grew into a saint, and he is also one of the people most likely to break through to demigods!"

"Although he is a monk, he has the temperament of a monk. He has a very strong temper and is very bloodthirsty. Mr. Zhang, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to leave here this time."

"Mr. Zhang, maybe we can try to negotiate terms with him, maybe you can also use a few pills to make a deal with him."

"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in negotiating terms with others," Zhang Mengyu said with a sneer, "The thing I'm most afraid of is others threatening me."

"Mr. Zhang, did you secretly invite other strong men?" Several people asked.

Logically speaking, if they don't have any confidence, Zhang Menglong should be terrified to death now, but now, Zhang Menglong's expression still looks like a normal person. Could it be that he doesn't care about Zen Shikong at all?
There is only one explanation for this, maybe Zhang Mengyu invited someone more powerful.

According to his alchemy skills, this is not impossible.

"Sorry, no," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "I only know that they have a saint principal, God knows there is an old principal? Otherwise, I must call more people."

"Then you still"

"Don't talk, let me come," Zhang Mengyu interrupted the saint, "Senior, may I ask that you are the old headmaster of this Zen Academy?"

"I've said it just now, the old man doesn't want to repeat it a second time."

"If the senior heard our conversation just now, he should know the cause and effect of this matter?" Zhang Mengyu said, "Someone has touched my benefactor in your school, and the people in your school are unwilling to deal with it, so I can only deal with it." It should be reasonable to handle it personally, right?"

"Hahaha, ridiculous," Chan Shikong said with a smile, "What I'm discussing with you now is not about who is right and who is wrong. Even if the people in my Zen Spiritual Academy make a huge mistake, my academy will naturally deal with it on its own. It's not your turn to take care of this matter."

"After talking for a long time, don't you mean that whoever has the biggest fist has the final say?" Zhang Meng said with a smile, "Then I will take care of it now, what can you do to me?"

With a wave of Zhang Mengyu's hand, a sword qi directly cut off two taels of flesh under Lin Mofeng's crotch.

Lin Mofeng was so painful that his face was almost deformed, but he still couldn't make any sound.

"He dared to do such a thing in person. Is he provoking the old principal?"

"In the entire Stigmata Continent, he is probably the only one who dares to do such a thing."

Chan Shikong frowned, he really didn't expect that he would dare to continue to do it now that he was standing in front of Zhang Menglong so alive?

"How courageous, you have the style of my youth." Chan Shikong's expression returned to the original indifference, "But you have to know, it's okay to be arrogant, you have to have capital, do you have it?"

"I also want to tell you something, you have been out of school for so many years, you don't want to get involved in everything when you are old, if you put yourself in, do you think it is worthwhile?"

"Hahaha, okay, it's interesting, I'll see what cards you have!"

Zen Shikong stretched out a finger, then pointed down, and a wave of energy visible to the naked eye was crushed directly forward.

All the dancers around Zhang Mengyu were pressed from the air to the ground as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, even including the 11 saints, they gritted their teeth, and they were exhausted just to resist this coercion All the strength in them.

"Look, the person you called here can't even match a single finger of mine, so why are you trying to show off your power to me?" Chan Shikong sneered, "Let him go, kneel down and kowtow, and compensate my Chan Spiritual Academy." All the losses, and then face the wall in my academy for 500 years, I can spare your life."

In 500 years, no matter how powerful a genius is, his talent will be wiped out.

Zen Shikong's idea is very simple, first to punish Zhang Mengyao, and then to let him fall from a genius to an ordinary person.

"You really talk a lot!" Zhang Menglong didn't buy him at all, he raised his hand again, and this time Lin Mofeng's arm burst into the sky with a stream of blood.

"He still dares to do it!"

Zhang Mengyu's audacity made Chan Shikong's pupils dilate a little. Is he really not afraid of death?

"you wanna die!"

Zhang Mengyu's behavior has undoubtedly touched the bottom line of Chan Shikong, "Kneel down!"

Another strong pressure was moving towards Zhang Mengyu. This force did not affect Zhang Mengyu just now, it was just a warning.

But this time, Zhang Mengyu was his most direct target.

If this force were to press on Zhang Mengyu's body, with his Void Transformation Realm power, he might even be directly crushed to cause serious injury or even death.

"You want me to kneel down? Even if you call a god to come over, you ask him if he is worthy?"

A burst of golden light actually bloomed from Zhang Mengyu's body, "God, give me the power of a teacher in the realm of true gods!"

[Borrowing the power of Teacher Sun Wukong, the realm of true gods consumes 1000 million numbers per second! 】

"boom!"

A stalwart as if the will of the gods descended, and under the cover of Zhang Mengyu's power, the power of Chan Shikong was dissolved in an instant. They looked up at Zhang Mengyu dully, "Half god, no, maybe still half god above!"

"I just said, he can refine holy medicine pills in half an hour, how could he be just a warrior in the Void Transformation Realm?"

"He is so powerful, why hire us?"

"Are we here to make green leaves?"

(End of this chapter)