Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 488 Bronze Fist Gloves
"What! There are actually two Jiang Mo!"

"Could it be some kind of advanced secret technique in the palace that made Jiang Mo transform into two clones?"

"But those kinds of secret arts are all extremely precious. I'm afraid even the guardian of the law may not be qualified to practice. Where did Jiang Mo get it?"

When two thin figures appeared around Lei Hao, one behind the other, the eyes of those onlookers suddenly widened, their faces full of disbelief.

On the towering pavilion, Bai Shayu stroked his black hair with his jade hands, and there was also a little surprise in his beautiful eyes.

"Before on the Wuming Tower, I saw that this guy's speed is not weak. I didn't expect that he could condense his clone with extreme speed. This point, even some strong people who have just entered the realm of Martial Emperor may not be able to do it Right?" Bai Sha couldn't help whispering in his heart.

Xue Rentu's surprise was actually no less than that of the onlookers around Jiang Mo and Lei Hao. He slapped the railing with his big hand and shouted, "Wonderful!"

Facing Lei Hao, fist shadows thundered towards him, defending him hard.

"Boy, your strength is nothing more than that!" Lei Hao laughed loudly, but before the smile spread on his face, the strong wind from behind made his robes rattle, and the smile on his face Converge instantly.

The movement of the phantom phantom was exactly the same as Jiang Mo's, and the speed was also extremely fast. His fists smashed down like thunder, causing the air to burst into explosions.

boom!
Facing the enemy from the front and back, Lei Hao's burly body also stopped abruptly, and immediately his Yuan force exploded, and he retreated in embarrassment.

After a successful blow, Jiang Mo didn't stop. He knew better than anyone the principle of striking while the iron is hot, and immediately flashed his figure and rushed out again.

The main body and the phantom body, one in front and one behind, rushed towards Lei Hao again, with a domineering momentum.

"This kid actually has such tricks!" Lei Hao frowned, his fists creaking.

Originally, he thought that the Vice Palace Mistress Xue was just asking him to teach Jiang Mo a lesson, but he never expected that the young man in front of him, who seemed not as strong as he was, would deflate him time and time again.

"It's unbelievable! Even Lei Hao is no match for Jiang Mo!"

"That Jiang Mo is not very old, but he has been shining brightly in Cangming Palace one after another. I'm afraid he can attract the attention of those big shots!"

"It's not certain, Lei Hao also has his own trump card, no one can talk about victory or defeat until the end of the battle!"

There was a lot of discussion around, and the field was once again fighting together.

This time, after taking precautions, Lei Hao became more cautious. Even if Jiang Mo's main body and phantom body attacked at the same time, the situation remained stalemate.

Lei Hao exploded with momentum, forming an invisible mask of Yuanli around him, and his skin was also glowing with bronze color, giving people an indestructible feeling.

"Boy, give me another punch!" After throwing out dozens of heavy punches in a row, Lei Hao suddenly shouted, and a fist wrapped in bright light roared out, like an arrow, flying at an extremely fast speed. Come.

The pair of fists blasted out, causing an ear-splitting roar, and just the sharp force of the fist made Jiang Mo's complexion change slightly.

Under the pressure of this aura, the bluestone slab on which Jiang Mo stood stood suddenly burst open with a bang, turning into countless fragments and blasting out, causing the surrounding onlookers to resist hastily.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Mo's breath condensed, and the thick ancient sword behind his back flitted out. As soon as he grasped the ancient sword of Heaven's Punishment, his shocking momentum suddenly exploded like a storm, resisting all the pressure from Lei Hao down.

"The move that Lei Hao performed seems to be an intermediate martial art of the mysterious level - Raptors Crossing the River. It is said that a four-star martial king was blown into blood foam by this punch!"

"I don't know if Jiang Mo can resist this time. When these two tigers fight, one must be injured!"

In the face of Lei Hao's shocking punch, Jiang Mo's face remained unchanged. In the sea of ​​Qi, the energy filled with energy surged out like a tide, and poured all of it into the ancient sword of heavenly punishment along the meridians.

At this moment, a strong cyan light bloomed from the sword body, and even faintly, there was a wave of fiery aura sweeping all directions, making the people around sweat like rain.

"What kind of sword move is this, and why is it released with such a strong momentum?" When Lei Hao was startled, the move of Raptors Crossing the River was pushed to the extreme.

"Aurora is like lightning!" Jiang Mo shouted softly, and with a flick of his wrist, the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword suddenly swung out.

"Shh, shh, shh!"

Everyone didn't see how Jiang Mo's hands moved, but hundreds of simple sword shadows appeared in that space.

Every sword shadow, as if possessing sanity, slashed towards the fist that came from the bombardment.

The sword light flickered, tearing the air and hitting the fist together. In an instant, the sound of bang and click continued to resound. In just a few breaths, the sword shadow resisted the punch, and then countless sword shadows even more Carrying unparalleled power, he slashed towards Lei Hao who was facing him.

"That's... sword intent! This guy has realized sword intent at such an age! It's unbelievable, unbelievable!"

Looking at the sword shadow piercing through the air and cutting out a very mysterious arc, the pretty face under the veil of the Vice Palace Mistress Bai Sha showed a thick look of horror.

Sword intent, that is such an illusory thing, maybe some sword cultivators may not be able to comprehend what sword intent is all their lives.

Sword intent is only related to comprehension. Maybe you are a strong martial artist, but you may not be able to comprehend sword intent.

Talent is something that can be met but not sought after!

Baisha has studied such illusory things as sword intent and fist power, but he himself has not comprehended it, so he was so surprised when he saw Jiang Mo's sword slashing out.

But Xue Rentu's understanding of sword intent was not as deep as that of Bai Sha, even though his cultivation was stronger than Bai Sha's.

However, he could see the extraordinaryness of Jiang Mo's sword from the fluctuations in the aura emanating from Bai Sha's delicate body, and from Lei Hao whose robes were torn apart by the sword energy.

"Lei Hao, you kid, use all your strength! Otherwise, I will throw you on the Nether Battlefield and feed that lonely ghost!" Xue Rentu became more and more interested in Jiang Mo's strength, and he sent out a wave to Lei Hao. A coercive order.

Hearing Xue Rentu's words, even with Lei Hao's ruthless temperament, he couldn't help shivering.

He had already experienced the horror of the Nether Battlefield. As early as three years ago, he had been on the Nether Battlefield. If he hadn't been lucky, he might have turned into a dead bone there!

Thinking of this, Lei Hao's eyes became fiercer than ever before, and he took out a pair of fist gloves from the rosary storage. The gloves were completely cast in bronze, with dark red lines engraved on them.

Obviously, the dark red pattern is the inscription pattern engraved on the glove, which can increase Lei Hao's strength by a few points!
(End of this chapter)