Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1733
Everyone only saw the golden fingerprint and the six-fingered Dharma king it represented, but Jiang Mo had a great sense of perception. In addition to the six-fingered Dharma king, he also sensed the long aura of the five auras, which was no weaker than the six-fingered Dharma king.

"These six people should be the six Dharma Kings that the White Tiger Temple is proud of."

"I don't know if I beheaded these six Dharma Kings, can I force Emperor Baihu Wu out?"

Jiang Mo flicked his sleeves, and finally planned to make a move.

boom!
The blood-eyed demon ape itself is not weak, but the Six-fingered Dharma King is famous for his fingering skills, and by surprise, the blood-eyed demon ape's body was hit by the golden fingerprint, and it fell into the ground on the spot, smashing a hole Thousand feet of cracks.

"Old boy, your ancestor and I are at odds with you!" A blood hole the size of an arm was blasted out of the blood-eyed demon ape, and it bared its teeth in pain.

It was about to rush up and fight the Six Fingers Dharma King, but it saw that Jiang Mo had already stepped into the void.

"Since he made a move, that old guy's death is coming!" The blood-eyed demon ape knew Jiang Mo's terror, and had already decided the death penalty for the Six-fingered Dharma King in his heart.

"Your Excellency trespassed on my temple and killed so many innocent lives, should you give me an explanation?"

Five extremely tyrannical auras appeared one after another. At this time, the one who spoke was a white-haired dharma king, whose aura was even higher than that of the six-fingered dharma king.

With a random blow, he shattered all the colorful rain of swords in Wutong.

Wutong couldn't resist this person's attack at all, and kept retreating violently for a while.

At the same time, the countless disciples of the White Tiger Temple all cheered up at this moment.

Usually, they can't even see Wang Quan, the chief law enforcement elder, let alone the six Dharma kings.

It is difficult to see the six Dharma kings in person for decades. I am afraid that they can only be seen at very grand ceremonies in the temple.

"Confession? What do you want to explain?"

With a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, Jiang Mo said casually.

Facing the six Dharma Kings, as well as countless disciples, deacons, and elders of the White Tiger Temple, Jiang Mo's expression was still as calm as water, and he strolled in the courtyard.

"Hmph, what an arrogant tone, let me come first and try this one's depth!"

The Six-Finger Dharma King snorted coldly, stepped out one after another, and disappeared in place like a phantom.

"Master be careful!"

Seeing the moment the six-fingered Dharma King disappeared, Wutong immediately reminded him.

The strength of these six people is not weaker than Wutong, and she is even more worried about how terrible the cultivation level of that White Tiger Martial Emperor should be.

"Tiantian Holy Finger!"

A mighty shout suddenly came from the throat of the Dharma King, sweeping in all directions like a storm.

Immediately afterwards, a dark golden fingerprint like a pillar of the sky roared down. The momentum was like the collapse of Buzhou Mountain. I don't know how many times stronger than the one that attacked the blood-eyed demon ape before!
"Damn, this old boy's strength is so strong! If he used this trick on me just now, I'm afraid I'm dead!"

After feeling the horror of the dark golden fingerprint, the blood-eyed demon ape couldn't help but click its tongue.

"With the strength of Nine Star Martial Emperor in the early stage, how dare you speak nonsense?"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly.

"Thousand Mountain Shock Killing Technique!"

He formed a mudra with his hands, his white hair fluttered, and within a few breaths, the countless vitality in the world gathered and turned into layers of mountains.

On the mountain, there was a light and shadow shining, and then it collided fiercely with the dark gold fingerprint.

This is Jiang Mo's purely force-breaking style of play. He wants to use brute force to suppress the six-fingered Dharma King!
Boom!

The overlapping shadows of the mountains and the golden fingerprint collided fiercely, creating continuous shock waves in an instant.

Some weak disciples were crushed into blood mist by the shock wave on the spot.

"Six-Finger Dharma King is the strongest among us. That kid actually wants to confront him with brute force. He is looking for death!" The white-haired Dharma King clapped his hands and sneered.

However, as soon as his words fell, he saw that the layers of mountains directly smashed the dark gold fingerprints into pieces, and collapsed on the spot.

"Boy, you actually broke my Heaven-reaching Holy Finger!" The six-fingered Dharma King's expression turned cold, and a deep look of horror appeared on his face.

"I don't just want to break your Heaven-reaching Holy Finger, I also take your life!"

The cold shout fell, and Jiang Mo's figure, like a ghost, rushed out.

None of the people present could see his figure clearly.

Seeing this, the Six-fingered Dharma King retreated violently, with a rare look of panic in his pupils.

Even facing True Monarch White Tiger, he had never been so afraid.

"help me!"

Dharma King Six Fingers sent out a cry for help to the other five people. However, the five Dharma Kings were too far away from him, let alone it was too late to rescue them.

"Now, even if Emperor Wu of the White Tiger comes forward, you will not escape death."

Jiang Mo's voice was like a death scythe. The moment the voice fell, the Six Fingers Dharma King felt that his body was imprisoned by an invisible force and he could not move at all.

"die!"

Immediately afterwards, the domineering palm burst out, directly crushing the neck of the Six-fingered Dharma King, and crushing his soul as well!

After doing all this, Jiang Mo let go of his palm, and the body of the six-fingered Dharma King fell to the ground like a dead dog.

quiet!
The entire sky above the White Tiger Temple was filled with deathly silence.

Although the strength of the Six-Finger Dharma King is the lowest among the few, he is still a genuine Nine-Star Martial Emperor.

Even if the White Tiger Martial Emperor took action himself, it would be impossible to kill the Six-Finger Dharma King so neatly.

"That guy's strength is too strong, we must join hands!" the white-haired Dharma King said in a deep voice.

As for Wang Quan, his eyes were about to pop out. He thought that Wutong and the blood-eyed demon ape were strong enough.

Unexpectedly, that white-haired young man was able to kill the Six-Finger Dharma King with one move.

What kind of terrible cultivation is this?

Even many elders were like this, not to mention those disciples. Except for the Dharma king, no one dared to face Jiang Mo's majesty head-on!

"Let's do it together!"

The five Dharma Kings shouted in a deep voice, and they all sacrificed their weapons and displayed their special skills.

An umbrella-shaped weapon was activated, covering the whole world, and wherever Jiang Mo looked, there was darkness.

"In this king's dark domain, your strength must be greatly reduced! This king sees how you are still jumping around!" A sharp voice spread in the dark domain.

The five great dharma kings made their moves together, the momentum was earth-shattering, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on the umbrella-shaped weapon.

From the outside, everyone can see what's going on inside, but the people inside can see darkness as far as they can see!

"It's just a trick, but can it stop me?"

Jiang Mo sneered, and strands of blue flames appeared in his pupils.

Eight Desolation Burning Flames!
The blazing high temperature swept across in an instant.

The dark field formed by the umbrella-shaped weapon retreated steadily, like melting ice and snow, and disappeared without a trace after a short while.

However, the cyan flame has the power to burn the sky, burning everything, and in the end, the blazing cyan flame is burning on the umbrella-shaped weapon!

(End of this chapter)