Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 504

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in his chest that was about to ignite.

For some reason, seeing the shivering, thin girl curled up, Jiang Mo could always think of that gentle girl who took each young master by the mouth, and she didn't know that Ling'er was doing well in the Gu family.

"This experimental product is a baby that has just been caught. Any of you should try it!" The man with bare arms had a smile that was not a smile.

"I'm coming!" As soon as the man's voice fell, a man with a knife scar on his face and countless scars all over his body came out and said in a low voice.

While talking, the rest of the people obviously realized that the scarred face was not easy to mess with, so they all stepped out of the way.

"Hey, the matter of breaking a baby is my favorite thing in my life!" The scarred face grinned and approached the thin girl.

"Wait!" Just as the scarred face was about to grab the skinny girl's hair, a slightly indifferent voice without the slightest warmth suddenly came from behind.

That voice seemed to come from the depths of Nine Nethernesses, and the suddenness made people feel chills in the back.

"Who is that?"

"Do you still want to fight over the pulse?"

Several people looked back at Jiang Mo and said in a low voice.

"Boy, are you trying to spoil my good deeds?" Dao Scar came back to his senses, and stared at Jiang Mo with a grim expression.

Before entering the Wuji Temple, this person was already a bully. Relying on his self-cultivation, he usually bullied men and women, but because he caused a catastrophe, he fled to the Wuji Temple to avoid his injustice. scourge.

"I want that girl, and no one else can touch it!" Jiang Mo's mouth curled down, his expression as indifferent as ice, and his eyes stared at the scarred face without blinking.

"Hey, it's a tough idea. I want to see how you snatched me away!" The scarred face was obviously used to being arrogant and domineering. Even in the Wuji Temple, except for those extremely powerful, He never paid attention to anyone.

After the words fell, he suddenly pulled out a short knife from the palm of his hand. The blade gleamed with a dazzling cold light, obviously it was a sharp weapon for killing people.

"Boy, let me die!" It was too late and then quickly, the short knife was in hand, the scarred face and the soles of the feet were chopped off suddenly, and the figure rushed towards Jiang Mo like a whirlwind.

The people around all had their arms folded, and they didn't intend to stop them at all. Obviously, this kind of thing happens often.

"I bet five hundred gold coins, that scarred face won't get any benefit. Although the young man on the opposite side doesn't show his breath, but just by his expression, you can tell that he is a master who has been through a lot of wind and rain!"

"Scarred face is not weak either. Although this person is a bit flamboyant, it is said that there was once a star martial king who suffered under his hands!"

"It's really hard to say which of these two is stronger and weaker."

While the people around were discussing, Scarface was already holding a dagger in his hand, and he arrived in an instant.

When the short knife slashed down, there was a fierce arc of light, and it slashed towards Jiang Mo's head. Judging by the momentum, that scarred face wanted to kill Jiang Mo!

Jiang Mo was never soft on those who wanted to kill him. In his pitch-black eyes, two rays of real light suddenly shot out, and he immediately yelled, "Get lost!"

For the syllable that came out of his mouth, Jiang Mo exerted a little power of speech, covering the scarred face as much as possible.

All of a sudden, that scarred face's mind roared continuously, as if a thunderbolt crashed down in his mind, he suddenly shot bloody arrows from his mouth and nose, his figure staggered for a while, and then he fell down suddenly as if he had been bombarded by a strong force. Withdrew from a distance of dozens of steps, and finally smashed hard on the wall.

"Dang!"

When the wall was trembling, the dagger in Scarface's hand had already fallen to the ground, blood was still overflowing from his mouth and nose, his eyes were dazed, and his complexion was extremely pale.

Just now, Jiang Mo's syllable, which contained the power of words, completely destroyed Scarface's sanity. Even if his physical injuries could recover, he would become an idiot mentally.

"Gudu!" At this lightning-like scene, the onlookers quietly swallowed their saliva, and their hearts stirred up a turmoil.

"Damn, this guy is so strong!"

"Just moving his mouth, he defeated that scarred face that was comparable to a one-star Martial King!"

"This is too powerful!"

"Do any of you know his name?"

"It seems to be called Mo Jiang..."

No one thought that Jiang Mo, a quiet guy, would be so terrifying once he got mad!
Even the man in black who was here was attracted by the movement, but no one said anything.

Whether it is in the Wuji Temple or Tianwu Continent, they all believe in the principle that the strong are respected. Jiang Mo's "get lost" won the awe of these people.

After repelling the scarred face, Jiang Mo's expression softened, he put on a warm smile, and said to the man with bare arms, "Can I take this girl away?"

Looking at the young man who was still full of murderous intent before, but in the blink of an eye, not only the man with bare arms, but also everyone around felt a chill in his heart.

If they were in awe of Jiang Mo's mighty strength, then the ease with which he showed emotions at this moment made these people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

A person who can control his emotions so skillfully, no matter what his current strength is, will be an extremely terrifying person. If this kind of person can be avoided, it is best not to be provoked.

What's more, the tip of the iceberg that Jiang Mo just showed is enough to prove his terrifying strength.

"The Wuji Temple has rules. This little girl has seen too many things. Unless her martial veins are taken away and she becomes an ordinary person who cannot practice martial arts, otherwise, no one can take her away." The man in the arm shook his head and said regretfully.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo's heart sank slightly. There are no fewer hidden strong men in this Wuji Temple than Cangming Palace. If he wants to be tough, let alone take this thin girl away, it is very difficult to leave by himself. difficulty.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Mo just looked up at the thin girl and said, "Then, can you give me the right to withdraw her martial art?"

Jiang Mo is very proficient in controlling the power of spiritual thoughts. If he leaves his martial arteries later, Jiang Mo is sure to save the little girl from suffering.

This time, the man with the bare arms did not refuse, nodded and said: "Yes, if you can successfully withdraw her martial arteries, you can take this person away. After all, ordinary people are not kept in dungeons."

Because he was afraid of Jiang Mo's strength, the man originally wanted to say that people without martial arts were useless people, but in order not to leave a bad impression on Jiang Mo, he changed his words to ordinary people.

"Well, leave it to me! After the martial art is withdrawn, I will take her away!"

Jiang Mo nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)