Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1811 Fortune Jade Butterfly
"Let go!"

Jiang Mo pointed the long sword obliquely in his hand, stared at Daoist Yuxuan, and said coldly.

Combined with the power of the sword just now, Jiang Mo now stands in front of Taoist Priest Yuxuan, showing a little more domineering air.

What he said was very intimidating.

At least, the disciples of Puduzhai began to be in awe of Jiang Mo one by one.

Even Daoist Zilong is not the enemy of the white-haired youth, what is the origin of the opponent?
"Our Pudu Zhai, now we have encountered a once-in-a-century enemy."

"Looking at it like that, even Daoist Yuxuan is a little afraid of him."

"Could it be that today is the day of our Pudu Zhai's extermination?"

Some compassionate disciples were discussing quietly below.

"Nonsense, the strength of Zilong Taoist priest and Yuxuan Taoist priest is unfathomable, penetrating heaven and earth. How could they be defeated so easily?"

"What's more, even if they will lose, we still have Senior Ming Xuzi."

"As long as her old man makes a move, all ghosts and ghosts will be wiped out."

Some female disciples were still looking at Jiang Mo.

With white hair, black clothes, and a long sword, he showed his sharpness like a peerless swordsman.

This made the hearts of those female disciples who had never left Pudu Zhai tremble like a deer.

Especially the phrase 'let people go', in the calmness, contained an incomparably domineering meaning.

"Fellow Daoist, don't get angry. I'll go and bring that little girl out right now. Just ask her if she is willing to leave with you." After finishing speaking, Daoist Yuxuan immediately floated away.

Jiang Mo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"If something happens to Xue Ying, I will destroy the entire Pudu Zhai!"

He tried his best to suppress the roiling anger in his heart, and after about a stick of incense, Yu Xuandao left and returned.

At the same time, she also brought a young girl with a delicate appearance, but her eyes were eclipsed.

It was undoubtedly Xue Ying.

"Xueying, that's your father. He came to pick you up and leave Puduzhai. Are you willing to go with him?"

Daoist Yuxuan said next to Xue Ying's ear, her voice seemed to have a magical power that could easily penetrate into people's thoughts.

"Father...my mission is to practice. In the future, I will save all people in the world and save them from suffering...I will not leave."

Xue Ying shook her head and said blankly.

After hearing this, Daoist Yuxuan suddenly smiled, and she said: "Friend Daoist, you have also seen that this girl has her own mission to pursue, and she is not willing to leave with you."

"I think you shouldn't waste your efforts in vain."

"Xue Ying, look at me, I am your father."

"Your mother is still waiting for you at home, don't you have the heart not to go back to see her, leave her alone, and miss you?" Jiang Mo came to Xue Ying and said with a slight pain in his heart.

"Mother..."

"I……"

In the depths of Xue Ying's pupils, a tangled look flashed, and then crystal clear tears flowed out.

At this moment, she was very tangled, as if she was struggling inside.

"Girl, you have to remember your mission and cut off the fate. Have you forgotten what you said to me?" Daoist Yuxuan's eyes were emitting bursts of pink light at this time, and at the same time, a spiritual force, Once again invaded Xueying's mind.

After realizing the behavior of Daoist Yuxuan, Jiang Mo was furious.

"It turns out that you bastard is playing tricks and making my daughter look like this!"

"Today I'm going to scratch you alive!"

Jiang Mo roared violently.

At the same time, the Sun-level Divine Sense of the Emperor Realm in his Niwan Palace suddenly surged out like a tide.

Then, a golden sun floated behind his head.

Previously, he cared too much about Xue Ying, so that he didn't notice that Xue Ying's mental state was very strange.

Only now did I realize that it was Daoist Yuxuan who was influencing her with spiritual thoughts.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo was angry and blamed himself.

He was ashamed of Xue Ying, and felt that as a father, he had not protected his daughter well.

"All her choices are voluntary, so what does it have to do with me?"

Daoist Yuxuan was also taken aback by Jiang Mo's roar.

Immediately afterwards, she felt as if she was being suppressed by a mountain, and her whole body was sluggish.

"It has nothing to do with you?"

"If it wasn't for you, would my daughter have been caught here?"

"If it wasn't for you, would she have become what she is now?"

"You want to manipulate my daughter with the power of divine sense, do you think I can't see this kind of trick?"

"If I can't even protect my own daughter, how can I practice martial arts!"

As soon as the words fell, the Yuanli behind Jiang Mo suddenly rolled up and turned into a huge blood knife, floating in the sky.

Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, the sun condensed by divine thoughts also merged into the blood knife, making the power in the blood knife even more terrifying.

"Blood Knife Slashing God Picture!"

As soon as he made a move, Jiang Mo used his strongest method.

This Daoist Yuxuan is even more hateful than that Zilong Daoist. The former is arrogant, arrogant, domineering, and thinks he is the only one in the world.

However, Daoist Yuxuan is a hypocrite, a real villain.

She kept saying that she was thinking of Xue Ying, but she used this kind of shady method on Xue Ying, trying to hide it from her.

"What are you doing? Didn't the poor nun just arrest your daughter? Why is that?"

"Could it be that you really want to fight to the death with poor Niyu?"

After seeing the blood knife floating in the sky, Daoist Yuxuan was shocked. The blood knife that released the murderous aura brought her a great sense of crisis.

As if, it was a knife of death.

"The fish died and the net broke?"

"Just because of your three-star emperor's cultivation, you are worthy of fighting me to the death?"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly, and then swung his right palm down. Suddenly, a huge gap opened in the void, as if torn open by a demon's hand.

The monstrous blood energy surged out, and finally gathered in the sky above the head of Taoist Yuxuan.

Seeing this, Taoist Priest Yuxuan was so frightened that the souls of the dead trembled, she hastily unleashed a magic weapon in the shape of a jade butterfly.

The white light surged, and then turned into a jade butterfly of good fortune, fluttering its wings and flying up, blocking in front of the blood knife.

Seeing this scene, all the Puduzhai disciples around were shocked.

They once heard from their master that Taoist Master Yuxuan's method of suppressing the bottom of the box is to create jade butterflies.

Once released, the power will destroy the world.

These disciples, none of them have ever seen Taoist Master Yuxuan truly release the Good Fortune Jade Butterfly.

Now, it is a complete long-term experience.

The good luck jade butterfly seems to be a creature with independent consciousness, each of its wings rolls up a magnetic field storm, like a weapon of the god of war.

It raised its head and emitted a burst of strange sound waves. In the sound waves, there was a terrifying power to disintegrate everything.

Boom!

In the next moment, Good Fortune Jade Butterfly collided with the blood knife.

Two destructive forces burst out suddenly.

That space, in an instant, turned into a raging Shura field.

All the disciples fled far away.

With their strength, if they get close, it is no different from courting death.

That destructive power lasted for half a stick of incense.

Afterwards, the bloody blade light broke through the white light, and chopped the good fortune jade butterfly into pieces...

(End of this chapter)