Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1922 Zishan Sword Master
The countless handprints made by Xuanyuan Guang all collapsed when they were ten feet away from Jiang Mo's body.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Guang's pupils shrank slightly.

"Being able to become the master of the Dao Palace really has some skills."

"However, even if you have three heads and six arms, you won't be able to escape today."

Xuanyuan Guang gritted his teeth, and with a swipe of his palm, a golden knife flew out of the blood moon.

The golden knife exuded a very simple and heavy aura, and on the knife body were engraved with animal patterns.

These ferocious beast patterns are all based on the above ancient wild beasts, including Taotie, Qiongqi, Bai Ze... When Xuanyuan Guang activated the golden knife, these ferocious beast patterns seemed to have gained life. Make a deafening roar.

A vast and incomparably fierce power suddenly swept away.

"This golden knife also has at least two thousand immortal seals. If the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Punishment can swallow it, it may be promoted again." Jiang Mo stared at the golden knife and said eagerly.

If Xuanyuan Guang knew what Jiang Mo was thinking at this time, he might be so angry that he vomited blood.

"Blood Moon Burial!"

Xuanyuan Guang let out a mighty cry, and immediately, all the vitality in his body was poured into the golden knife, and he chopped it down with one blow, as if the world had been split open.

The incomparably majestic sword light hadn't fallen yet, and a deep gully was cracked on the ground inside the Blood Moon Palace.

"This knife is more or less interesting. On the surface, it looks very powerful, and it can destroy the physical body of the great emperor."

"However, the real threat of this sword technique lies in attacking the soul."

"If you are a little careless, I'm afraid that the blade will cut off your soul." Jiang Mo seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact, he explained the mystery of Xuanyuan Guang's 'Blood Moon Burying Spirit'.

"In this case, then I will use my swordsmanship to break your swordsmanship." After Jiang Mo finished speaking, the ancient sword of Heavenly Punishment pierced the sky with a bang. Dao Daomang slammed into each other fiercely.

Boom!

The two terrifying energies collided, as if they were about to smash the world, and the space collapsed inch by inch.

Those powerhouses in the Blood Moon Palace were all terrified.

Such a terrifying confrontation is simply not something they can get close to.

Once involved in it, I am afraid that they will be instantly torn into pieces by the violent energy impact.

After half a stick of incense, the energy storm generated by the collision of swords gradually calmed down.

But on the open space of the Blood Moon Hall, a huge deep pit has already appeared at this time.

That deep pit was filled with sharp sword intent and blade glow. If an ordinary martial artist fell into that pit, the residual sword intent and blade glow would probably penetrate the body.

The remnants left by the fight between the great emperor and the strong are not accessible to ordinary people.

"Jiang Mo, I didn't expect you to be able to match this seat like this. It seems that I underestimated you."

"However, this should be your limit, right?"

"If there is another strong emperor, can you still deal with it?"

Xuanyuan Guang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned grimly, and said.

In the fight with Jiang Mo just now, Xuanyuan Guang has already noticed that Jiang Mo's strength is definitely not inferior to him.

This made Xuanyuan Guang very shocked.

After all, the fight between them took place in the Blood Moon Hall, which was Xuanyuan Guang's home field.

Even with the home court advantage, Xuanyuan Guang and Jiang Mo were only evenly divided.

If it were another place, Xuanyuan Guangwan would not be Jiang Mo's opponent.

At the moment when Xuanyuan Guang's voice fell, the sky above this piece of land unexpectedly started to drizzle.

However, this drizzle was not normal rain, but blood rain.

Blood rained all over the sky, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

In addition, the blood rain seemed to have a corrosive force. After falling on the ground, it produced waves of green smoke, and all the vegetation withered.

"Blood Barrier?"

Jiang Mo raised his eyes slightly, showing a surprised expression.

Then, a burly figure in a black robe, with gray skin like a rock, appeared in front of Jiang Mo.

"Another great emperor!"

On the side, Lin Xiuru took a deep breath.

Jiang Mo had already reached his limit against Xuanyuan Guang. If there was another strong emperor, the balance of victory would definitely tilt towards the Blood Moon Hall.

"Jiang Mo, you are very famous among my holy clan, I have heard of you!"

The blood-dropping emperor spoke, his voice was harsh like a night owl.

Hearing the word 'Holy Clan', Jiang Mo frowned slightly.

"Xuanyuanguang, you actually joined the ghost clan!"

"It's really beyond my expectation!"

Jiang Mo sneered.

Today, the human race and the ghost race are almost incompatible camps.

Xuanyuan Guang's defection to the ghost clan, if it gets out, it will definitely be criticized by thousands of people.

"Hmph, I'm not taking refuge here, but just cooperating with Your Distinguished Blood."

"As long as I take your life, I will still maintain my position in the future." Xuanyuan Guang's face changed, and he snorted coldly.

In fact, in Xuanyuanguang's point of view, betraying the human camp is also a shameful thing.

From the bottom of his heart, Xuanyuan Guang was unwilling to admit that he had betrayed the human camp.

Moreover, once he is nailed to the pillar of shame, it will be difficult for him to stand up again in this life.

"What you said is high-sounding. Whether you have betrayed the human camp is not up to you. Today, the news is spread, and we will see how you explain it to the world." Jiang Mo said lightly.

Xuanyuan Guang's face was obviously a little flustered, but he gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you two can stay, this news won't get out."

"Jiang Mo, on the way to Huangquan, you should repent again!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-dropping emperor and Xuanyuan Guang of the ghost clan raised their aura to the peak at the same time, and for a moment, a ferocious energy storm rolled up in this world.

"Xuanyuanguang, do you really think I'm such a fool that I dare to step into your dragon's lake and tiger's lair without being fully prepared?" Jiang Mo chuckled.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Guang's expression changed slightly, and he said, "What do you mean? Did you also ask for help?"

Having said that, Xuanyuan Guang didn't feel any approaching breath.

However, at the moment when his voice just fell, two vast and incomparable auras suddenly descended, like two mountains.

"The old man shouldn't be late, right?"

An old voice echoed in the sky above the Blood Moon Hall.

After hearing this voice, Lin Xiuru's face suddenly revealed an expression of ecstasy.

"It's the old Palace Master! Unexpectedly, his old man is here!"

Lin Xiuru knew that Qingyangzi's strength was unfathomable. With him, even if Tianshengdao Palace could not win, it would be no problem to retreat completely.

Not long after Qingyangzi appeared, a purple-shirted woman who came with a sword also descended on the Blood Moon Palace.

The current head of the Taiyin Pavilion, Zishan Sword Master!

(End of this chapter)