Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 699 Terrible Means

The Xiaoyun siblings soon became tense again, and there was no other reason. The young man in brocade clothes who had his palm burned came back again, and brought three thugs with him.

Beside the young man in brocade clothes, you and Xiaoyun sister and brother have some impressions of the three people with shadowy faces. These three people are famous executioners in the tribe.

"My lord, if you have a way, please take my younger brother and leave here." Xiaoyun's heart was ashamed. She had heard in private that the three of them had the strength of Martial Lords, so they would run away no matter what. It won't drop.

"Haha, little beauty, I told you a long time ago, follow me, and keep your delicious and spicy food, you have to reject me. Now, it's too late for you to regret it." The young man in brocade smirked.

Immediately he said to the three Wujun powerhouses, "Three, that kid is a bit weird, be careful when you make a move."

"Young master, you think too highly of him. It is difficult for a human monk under 30 to survive ten rounds in my hands." A thug with the strength of a two-star Martial Lord stepped forward, pointed at Jiang Mo, and said : "Boy, if I were you, I would give in obediently, and then I would kowtow to the young master a hundred times. Finally, I would offer that real weapon with both hands, maybe I could leave a whole corpse behind."

Jiang Mo was indifferent, and looked at the Martial Lord indifferently, as if looking at a dying person.

At this moment, the palms of the Xiaoyun sister and brother were sweating, and their bodies began to tremble. When had the two of them seen such a battle?
"Boy, are you deaf when I'm talking to you?" The Martial Lord was a little annoyed.

At this time, Jiang Mo finally spoke, and he said flatly, "If you want my life and the sword, you might as well come and get it yourself."

Anyway, there is nothing important now, Jiang Mo finds it very interesting to play with these frogs in the well.

"Hmph!" The Martial Lord thought that Jiang Mo was putting on airs, and immediately snorted coldly, turning all his vitality to be wary of Jiang Mo.

He walked towards Jiang Mo step by step, and when he just stepped into the threshold of the cabin, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

Ka Ka Ka!
Layers of mist suddenly emerged from the soles of that Martial Lord's feet, and in the midst of the mist, the well-known executioner in the tribe was frozen into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

hiss!
There were several gasping voices in the room, this scene was really too scary.

A strong Wujun said that freezing into an ice sculpture was nothing more than a blink of an eye, so how could they not be terrified?
Jiang Mo's face remained calm, as if all of this had nothing to do with him. The siblings standing beside him felt more at ease, as if with this thin young man here, the sky wouldn't fall down.

"Master, that guy is really weird!" The other two Martial Lords looked at each other, and they could see the deep fear in each other's eyes.

"Give it to me. Now the positions of the sixth and seventh elders in the clan are just vacant. If you can take down that kid, the position of elders will be yours." The young man in Jin Yi said in a calm manner.

The two Martial Lords gritted their teeth and fought hard for the elder's position.

They jumped up, like a big roc spreading its wings, swept down from mid-air, and rushed towards Jiang Mo.

At the same time, the gleaming long knives in their hands were also drawn out, obviously stained with the blood of many people.

"Hmph, do you think you can come in by storming from the air?" Jiang Mo didn't even look at the two of them, and flicked his fingers, and suddenly a cyan flame rose against the wind, directly enveloping the two of them.

This time, the two strong Martial Lords didn't even utter a scream, and were directly burned to a mass of ashes by the Eight Desolation Fentianyan.

No matter what direction they came from, none of the three Martial Lords could step into the cabin.

Seeing this scene, the brocade-clothed young man's head suddenly buzzed and his world spun.

That skinny young man with pitch-black eyes seemed too terrifying. Even the patriarch couldn't kill two Martial Lords with one move, but this young man could do it lightly. How powerful is this?
The young man in brocade clothes didn't dare to think any more, and immediately turned around and ran away.

"If I don't teach you some lessons, you still won't have a long memory next time." Jiang Mo snorted coldly, and with a light wave of his palm, a sharp cold light shot out, cutting the right leg of the young man in brocade directly into two pieces .

"what----"

Heart-piercing shouts came from outside the door. In order to save his life, even though his right leg was cut off, the young man in brocade clothes still crawled slowly, away from that terrifying guy.

The simple and honest boy picked up a stone from the ground and threw it on the ice sculpture, and the ice sculpture scattered in all directions, turning into a little ice crystals, and the menacing Wujun powerhouse just disappeared into the world.

"Well done, if someone bullies you siblings in the future, it should be like this, and return the color." Jiang Mo nodded.

"My lord, you actually have such a formidable skill." The woman's beautiful eyes widened, and the scene of Jiang Mo beheading three Wujun powerhouses just now left a deep impression on her heart.

Looking at the entire tribe, I am afraid that there is no one person who can do this kind of fierce method.

The honest young man also admired Jiang Mo extremely, and immediately wanted to worship Jiang Mo as his teacher.

Jiang Mo stood up slowly, and took out a rubbing copy of the layout map of the Ninth Army Dragon Slaying Formation from Zichen's ring, and then took out a sixth-order real weapon and handed it to the honest boy.

"You have extraordinary bones. It is a shame to stay in a small tribe and chop firewood."

The simple and honest boy held the rubbings of the map as if he had found a treasure. The real weapon presented by the black-clothed boy in front of him was not as good as the ancient sword, but it was also the top among the tribe.

If you are not satisfied, then you are too greedy.

After sending these out, Jiang Mo gave the Devil Weeping Sword Technique to the young man. If it wasn't for the young man's sister, maybe he would really be eaten by the jackals, tigers and leopards in the forest.

Compared with his own life, what is a volume of exercises?
"My lord, you..." Xiaoyun hesitated, wondering if he should let his younger brother take over.

"Don't worry, if the patriarch of the tribe still has some brains, he won't come to provoke you two again." Jiang Mo comforted Xiao Yun.

Jiang Mo stretched his muscles and bones, feeling refreshed all over his body like never before.

Maybe it was the woman from the Divine Spirit Mansion, that sword feather helped him to open up the blocked meridians, allowing him to directly advance to the realm of the eight-star Martial Emperor.

After pondering for a moment, he took out a piece of jade, handed it to the simple and honest boy, and said, "Study the formation well, and once you succeed in studying it, crush the jade. I hope that in a few years, you can build a powerful iron cavalry and come with me." Break into the wider world!"

The ambition of the simple and honest boy was completely stimulated at this moment!
(End of this chapter)