Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1810 The Power of a Sword

"Hmph, what a joke!"

"I'd like to see how you flattened me, Puduzhai?"

Just as Jiang Mo's voice fell, a hunchbacked old woman in a purple robe and holding a dragon-shaped crutch slowly walked out of Pudu Zhai.

"I have seen Taoist Zilong."

After seeing the purple-robed old woman, many disciples around knelt down and saluted one after another with very respectful expressions.

This Taoist Zilong, like Taoist Yuxuan, is the Supreme Elder of Puduzhai, and his strength is terrifying and unfathomable.

Moreover, Taoist Zilong's temper is worse than that of Taoist Yuxuan, and ordinary disciples respect her at a respectful distance.

"Sister Long, I just need to persuade her. Presumably this fellow Taoist will understand my hard work." Daoist Yuxuan stretched out his hand to stop him. No one knew, but she was afraid of Jiang Mo. I still want peace as the most precious thing.

"Okay, I'll give you a stick of incense time, if he doesn't leave, then stay completely!"

The dragon-shaped wooden stick in the hands of Taoist Zilong stomped fiercely on the ground, and suddenly, a strong aura burst out.

Immediately, there was a cracking sound from under everyone's feet, and wide cracks spread to the surroundings like spider webs.

"You don't need to persuade me. Put what I said today here. If you don't hand over the person, I'll call you Pudu Zhai, and you will be in a state of restlessness!"

Jiang Mo looked cold and authentic.

There is no room for negotiation on this matter.

If it wasn't for worrying about accidentally injuring Xue Ying, Jiang Mo would have done it directly. How could there be so much nonsense?

"It seems that Fellow Daoist is toasting and not eating fine wine."

"I can also tell you clearly."

"The poor nun has taken a fancy to that little girl, so there is absolutely no reason to let her go."

"She is destined to cut off the mortal relationship and convert to my Purdue Zhai, so go back!"

Daoist Yuxuan made a gesture of invitation.

At the same time, she and Daoist Qinglong released a vast coercion of Yuanli from their bodies, like a tumbling wave, and they came to Jiang Mo's side.

"Take refuge in Pudu Zhai? I think you are all tired of living!"

Jiang Mo snorted heavily, and immediately, the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword uttered a clear and loud sword cry as if inspired.

The Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword was out of its scabbard, the sword intent was lingering, and the Suzaku God pattern on the sword was lifelike.

After the fusion of the Suzaku Sword Soul and the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword, this ancient sword has already become perfect, and its power is extremely powerful.

Jiang Mo holds the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword in his hand, which can sink the entire island with one strike.

"In my Purdue Zhai, I dare to speak such nonsense, I want to die!" Taoist Zilong glanced at Jiang Mo, and then, she floated, holding a dragon-shaped wooden stick, and charged at Jiang Mo.

Her figure swept out like lightning, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.

hold head high!
From the wooden stick, there was actually the roar of the Canglong, and the sound waves swept across, shaking the Pudu Zhai disciples dizzy.

There were at least 20 purple dragon shadows surrounding the Zilong Taoist priest, and immediately attacked Jiang Mo.

"My purple dragon's soul was captured from Wanjie Mountain and refined into the staff."

"Ordinary martial arts monks, when facing the soul of the purple dragon, their spiritual sense will be suppressed, let alone their Yuanli."

"If you are willing to apologize obediently, the poor nun can consider it and spare your life."

Taoist Zilong is like the king of the dragon clan, exuding a vast aura.

Those disciples of Puduzhai have a deeper awe of her and are more afraid of her.

"With a two-star emperor's cultivation base, do you have the nerve to show yourself?"

The vitality of Jiang Mo's whole body suddenly boiled, and finally the "Desolate Good Fortune Sutra" was activated, and all the power in his whole body was mobilized and injected into the ancient sword of Tian Xing.

In an instant, the ten thousand zhang sword glow soared into the sky.

This space seemed to be unable to bear the weight, and began to collapse inch by inch.

"Destroy me!"

"Star Sword River!"

As Jiang Mo's voice fell, a huge sword energy merged with the stars like a long river running through the sky and the earth.

Immediately, it was mighty and mighty, chopping down.

Seeing this scene, Puduzhai's disciples, including Daoist Zilong, all had a look of shock in their eyes.

"Thousands of dragons strangled!"

Daoist Zilong roared in a deep voice.

She didn't believe that her two-star emperor's cultivation would be defeated by an eight-star martial emperor.

The coercion of the aura released by Jiang Mo is obviously from the realm of the Eight Star Martial Emperor.

Although Daoist Zilong didn't know why a monk of an eight-star Martial Emperor could erupt such terrifying coercion.

After her roar fell, dozens of purple dragon shadows roared out and rushed towards Jiang Mo.

However, at this moment, the star Jianhe suddenly fell.

In an instant, dozens of extremely ferocious purple dragon shadows came to a sudden stop, and then, the terrifying sword energy erupted wildly, smashing all the purple dragon shadows into nothingness.

"How...how is it possible? How could this be?"

"The souls of the purple dragons I sacrificed, even monks in the Great Emperor Realm, dare not touch them easily. How could you kill them with a single sword?"

After Zilong Daoist saw this scene, he couldn't calm down at all.

She never expected that the tricks she relied on to crush the enemy were completely useless in front of Jiang Mo.

At this moment, even Daoist Yuxuan frowned tightly, extremely dignified.

She has practiced for so many years, but she has never heard of any monk who can cross the Great Realm and defeat the Great Emperor-level powerhouse with the Emperor Martial Realm.

"It can only be said that your vision is too narrow, you are just a frog at the bottom of a well."

Jiang Mo shook his head and sneered.

That move 'Star Sword River' was Jiang Mo's own creation. It combined the Qinglian Sword Code and the power of the stars in the sky. It was so powerful that it couldn't be blocked so easily.

After the purple dragon shadow was wiped out, the remaining power of the sword river continued to fall undiminished.

Seeing this situation, Daoist Zilong didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly formed seals with both hands, playing a purple roulette, trying to block the attack of that sword river.

Boom!

However, just when the purple roulette came into contact with the star Jianhe, huge gaps suddenly opened.

Then with a bang, it burst open.

The sword energy all over the sky bombarded the Zilong Taoist priest.

Her body, like a kite with a broken string, flew upside down with a bang.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

The power of a sword is so terrifying!
Even the two-star emperor couldn't catch Jiang Mo's sword.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Yuxuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

She thought to herself that although she had the cultivation of a three-star emperor, if she faced Jiang Mo, the outcome would probably be between five and five.

It is even possible that she is not Jiang Mo's opponent.

The sword of the white-haired young man can destroy all the confidence of the opponent.

(End of this chapter)