Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1791 The Power of the Great Emperor

"You are... Jiang Mo?"

Emperor Wu of Samsara said in disbelief that if he hadn't been so impressed with Jiang Mo, he wouldn't have recognized him for a while.

After all, he and Jiang Mo hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"It's me." Jiang Mo nodded.

"Ghost Emperor Mingyou's cultivation has at least reached the level of Nine Star Martial Emperor, you must not be brave!" Reincarnation Martial Emperor reminded.

Jiang Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Samsara, if I'm not absolutely sure, I won't make a move easily."

Immediately, he took out the healing elixir and gave it to Emperor Wu of Samsara, then turned around, faced Ghost Emperor Mingyou, and said indifferently: "Today, you all stay here!"

A sarcasm appeared on Ghost Emperor Mingyou's face, and he said, "You brat, do you know who you are talking to?"

"This emperor can crush you to death with one finger!"

After the words fell, Ghost Emperor Mingyou charged towards Jiang Mo like a cannonball.

The air along the way made a sharp whistling sound.

Emperor Samsara's pupils shrank, and he was very worried about Jiang Mo. The strength of Ghost Emperor Mingyou was even more terrifying than imagined.

boom!
Almost in an instant, Ghost Emperor Mingyou appeared in front of Jiang Mo, and immediately, he slapped out his palm without reservation, and the whole space was shaking.

However, the next moment, the smile on Ghost Emperor Mingyou's face suddenly froze.

Because he found that Jiang Mo was holding onto his palm tightly.

The palm of Ghost Emperor Mingyou was pale and hard, like a rock.

What's more, with his cultivation base reaching his level, a single palm strike can already turn mountains and seas, with astonishing power.

However, the palm he struck with all his strength was caught by Jiang Mo lightly. How could Ghost Emperor Mingyou not be terrified in his heart?
"You...let me go!" Ghost Emperor Mingyou roared loudly.

"Let go of you? Okay!"

Jiang Mo smiled faintly, and immediately the energy in his palm gushed out like a volcanic eruption, directly shattering the palms, arms, and shoulders of Ghost Emperor Mingyou into powder.

boom!
When Ghost Emperor Netherworld fell to the ground, his entire right arm had been completely abolished.

Even if the recovery ability of the ghost clan is strong, it will not be able to recover for a while.

hiss!
Seeing this scene, Emperor Wu of Samsara gasped suddenly.

He never expected that Jiang Mo possessed such terrifying strength.

It's only been a few years, and for a Martial Emperor powerhouse, the room for strength improvement is extremely limited.

However, Jiang Mo has reached such a high altitude, which is really amazing.

"Lord Samsara, who is that white-haired young man? Isn't he too strong?" A lieutenant general from the Holy City of Samsara asked in surprise.

"An old friend, like me, came out of Tianwu Continent." The eyes of Emperor Samsara became much more relieved.

At the beginning, when Jiang Mo came to the holy city of reincarnation, his strength was very weak. After these years, he has grown to such a height, and Emperor Wu of reincarnation is naturally very pleased in his heart.

"Good boy, so you are so strong! This emperor underestimated you!"

Ghost Emperor Mingyou's face was cold, as if he could drip water.

"Today, if you don't kill you, what is the majesty of this emperor?"

Ghost Emperor Mingyou was completely angry. He slowly opened his arms, and a purple scimitar emerged from behind him. The scimitar swelled against the wind and grew bigger and bigger. Finally, it was as huge as several thousand feet. Suspended in the sky, giving people a great pressure.

"This is a weapon I got in the tomb of the great emperor. It should be the relic of the saint. It should be more than enough to kill you!"

Ghost Emperor Mingyou poured all his power into the scimitar, and the scimitar made a shrill whistling sound, and the blade seemed to contain countless ghosts.

The black light soared, and the knife contained a domineering intention to kill everything.

After feeling the killing intent in the scimitar, countless people in the holy city of reincarnation were terrified, as if the end was approaching.

"die!"

As soon as the roar fell, Ghost Emperor Mingyou swung the saber violently.

In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to be silent, and everyone could only hear the extremely sharp whistling sound coming from their ears.

"Don't say it's just a sword of the Great Emperor, it is the real Great Emperor, why haven't I killed it?"

Jiang Mo's domineering voice echoed throughout the world.

When he heard these words, Emperor Wu of Samsara's eyes suddenly showed a deep look of astonishment.

Beheaded the great emperor?
It sounds unrealistic, but Jiang Mo's voice made people believe it unconsciously.

Ghost Emperor Mingyou's expression changed, he thought it was Jiang Mo who was bragging.

"Taiyi Birth and Death Palm."

Jiang Mo naturally ignored Ghost Emperor Mingyou's thoughts. He slowly folded his palms together to mobilize the vitality behind him, and finally gathered into a yin and yang fish palm print.

This martial art of the holy rank was created by a real great emperor, and it is far more powerful than that scimitar that has been buried for many years.

Boom!

With one palm strike, the sky and the earth spun, and everyone felt as if time and space were reversed.

The palm print and the knife gang cut out by the great emperor's knife collided fiercely.

Circles of destructive fluctuations swept out in an instant.

However, before Ghost Emperor Mingyou had a smile on his face, he saw the yin-yang fish palm print, destroying all the purple knives and killing them.

Immediately afterwards, the yin-yang fish palm print remained undiminished, roaring out, knocking the scimitar flying, and finally smashing it hard on the ghost emperor Mingyou.

boom!
The yin and yang fish palm print pierced through his chest.

Even if the vitality of the ghost clan is very tenacious, it cannot resist the killing intent in the Yin Yang fish palm print.

"Today, I will ask the ghost clan to lose a strong emperor!"

Jiang Mo yelled loudly, his body was in the air, and several palm prints wrapped in phantoms of green dragons landed with a bang.

After a few breaths, Ghost Emperor Netherworld's body was directly smashed into a pulp.

Even the soul was shaken into nothingness by the Qinglong vitality.

After the fall of the ghost emperor Mingyou, the army of those ghost clans suddenly had no leader, and all of them turned pale with fright and fled in a panic.

"Where to go?"

With a loud shout, Jiang Mo unsheathed the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword, and slashed lightly in the void. In an instant, a bottomless ravine appeared right in front of the ghost army fleeing.

In the gully, the sword energy is everywhere, and once it enters it, it is absolutely dead.

Seeing this scene, Reincarnation Martial Emperor was completely stunned.

He never expected that Jiang Mo could kill Ghost Emperor Netherworld so quickly.

In this way, doesn't it mean that Jiang Mo already has the strength of the Great Emperor?

Combined with what Jiang Mo said before, Emperor Wu of Samsara was almost certain that Jiang Mo's power was beyond what he could have imagined.

(End of this chapter)