Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 568 Calculations (Third)

After a whistle, two huge flying wild beasts suddenly flew out from the Holy Martial Sword School.

"Junior Sister Qingyao, you and I will take a flying desolate beast together, and give up the other one to Junior Brother Jiang Mo." Qi San looked at Qingyao with unconcealable admiration.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo curled his lips and walked towards a flying wild beast without saying a word.

Although he has practiced flying martial arts, since there are flying wild beasts to travel, why would he waste his energy?

"Not yet, our Holy Martial Sword Sect does not lack a flying wild beast." Qing Yao shook her head, rejecting Qi San politely.

Afterwards, she took out a jade flute, put it on the cherry lips and blew it slightly, and a melodious melody came out, and a white crane flew over from the distant sky.

Seeing this, a look of disappointment flashed across Qi San's face, but he concealed it well.

"In that case, let's go."

After the words fell, the three of them each stepped on the back of the flying wild beast, and immediately flew towards the outside of the Holy Martial Sword Sect.

"Junior brother Jiang Mo, I heard that you have caused a lot of trouble during the time you came to the Holy Martial Sword Sect!" Qi San drove the flying desolate beast and flew parallel to Jiang Mo.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Qi San is quite well informed." Jiang Mo smiled and did not deny it.

"Junior Brother Jiang Mo, what did you realize under the sword stele? Can you tell me about it?" Qing Yao was also driving the white crane and approached Jiang Mo.

In the past few decades, no disciple of the Shengwu Sword Sect has ever received this honor. It is unimaginable for Jiang Mo to receive this kind of treatment as a new disciple.

"Sentiment, this kind of thing is really hard to say, unless you experience it yourself, otherwise, I say you can't experience it." Jiang Mo shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"Oh, that's it." Qing Yao pouted her cherry lips, looking a little disappointed.

"Junior Sister Qingyao, since people don't want to tell you, forget it. After all, this kind of insight is very precious, and not everyone is willing to share it." Qi San finally seized the opportunity and secretly mocked Jiang Mo .

Jiang Mo glanced at the latter and didn't bother to pay attention to him. This kind of method of pleasing women is really too backward.

"I don't blame Junior Brother Jiang Mo, it's really hard to explain that feeling clearly." Qing Yao shook her head, not blaming Jiang Mo.

"Hmph, a mere newcomer to the sect dares to show off with the old disciples, and if he gets into trouble, why not hide behind us?" Qi San said angrily when he saw that Qingyao was actually speaking to Jiang Mo .

"That's not necessarily the case." Jiang Mo retorted to Qi San indifferently, then closed his eyes and ignored him.

Seeing this, a gloomy look flashed across Qi San's face, he glanced at the flying desolate beast under Jiang Mo's seat, and secretly said: "Little bastard, just wait, I'll see you later."

The southern border is about ten thousand miles away from the Holy Martial Sword Sect, and even with the physical strength of this flying desolate beast, it is impossible to get there in one day.

When night fell, Jiang Mo was still practicing with his eyes closed.

At this time, Qi San took out a jade bottle from his bosom, the mouth of the jade bottle was tilted, and there was a faint strange smell coming out.

When the strange smell came out, the flying desolate beast under Jiang Mo's seat suddenly let out a strange roar, and its speed suddenly increased, almost causing Jiang Mo who was sitting cross-legged to fall off.

"Hey, tell you boy to fight against me, if you dare to kill Huo Nian, I will tell you to be buried here today." Qi San smiled speculatively.

At this time, Qingyao also noticed the abnormal situation here, and immediately drove the white crane over, but was stopped by Qi San, who said: "The desolate beast under Jiang Mo's seat doesn't know why, if Junior Sister Qingyao If you go there now, you are afraid of being hurt by that beast."

"But, if you don't restrain that desolate beast, Junior Brother Jiang Mo will be in danger!" Qing Yao frowned slightly, and said anxiously.

"Hmph, it would be great if something happened, otherwise it would be in vain for me to make arrangements." Qi San secretly said in his heart, but his face showed a look of more anxiety than anyone else, he said: " I also know, but that beast is going crazy, it's useless for anyone to go, instead it will cost your life. Junior brother Jiang Mo can only ask for blessings."

The medicine powder can control the mind of this desolate beast. Even if Jiang Mo is not thrown from its back, it will eventually die from exhaustion. No matter what, with the cultivation base of the Martial King Realm, falling from such a high place , will surely die on the spot.

Qi San secretly applauded his arrangement.

As for Qingyao's white crane, it will not be affected by the medicine powder.

"Zhi~~~" There were bursts of strange screams coming from the mouth of the desolate beast under Jiang Mo's seat, and it flapped its wings and kept rolling in the air.

Jiang Mo, on the other hand, grabbed its feathers tightly, and at the same time, secretly observed Qi San's reaction.

"Sure enough, it was the trick of this bastard." Jiang Mo felt a murderous intent, but if there was no evidence, it would be difficult to kill Qi San directly in front of Qing Yao.

"Even keep this bastard alive for a while longer." Jiang Mo never had any kindness towards those who wanted to harm him.

After the flying desolate beast rolled a few more times, it finally died of exhaustion and fell straight from the sky.

Jiang Mo grabbed onto its feathers and fell down.

"Junior brother Jiang Mo!" Qing Yao shouted, driving the white crane, and wanted to save Jiang Mo, but was stopped by Qi San again.

"Junior Sister Qingyao, it's just right for that guy to fall, and save time to hold us back." Qi San smiled smugly, proud of himself for easily killing Jiang Mo and completing the task of Elder Huo Huo.

"Senior Brother Qi San, I never thought that you would disregard the life and death of your fellow disciples, really..." Qing Yao was so angry that her pretty face flushed.

"Hehe, I'm afraid it won't be as you wished." Jiang Mo's voice suddenly rang out beside Qi San's ears, almost scaring the latter to death.

"Jiang...Jiang Mo, you, are you a human or a ghost?" Qi San said in a high-pitched voice, terrified.

"Thanks to you, I can't die for the time being." The black wings behind Jiang Mo's back vibrated slowly, rising from the darkness, and the flying desolate beast died of exhaustion.

"Junior brother Jiang Mo, I didn't expect that you would also practice flying martial arts. I thought you were going to... really scared me to death." Qing Yao said happily, patting her chest with her jade hand.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Qingyao, for your concern." Looking at Qingyao's sincere appearance, Jiang Mo said seriously.

At this time, Na Qi San also reacted, the anger suppressed the fear in his heart, and said: "Is Jiang Mo's vitality very tenacious?"

"Hehe, I've disappointed you." Jiang Mo looked at Qi San coldly, and he promised that as long as there was a chance, he would not let this sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked guy return to the Holy Martial Sword School alive.

"Junior brother Jiang Mo, your flying desolate beast is dead. If you don't mind, why don't you ride the white crane with me?" Qing Yao pursed her red lips and said.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo nodded and said, although he can use Nirvana's wings to fly, but it consumes too much energy and is not worth it...

(End of this chapter)