Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 729
"Let's go!" The head of the Blood Knife League took the lead and rushed out, followed by the rest of them.

After dozens of breaths, Jiang Mo, who sat quietly cross-legged in the formation, slowly opened his eyes.

"Is it finally here?" He murmured.

At this time, the members of the Blood Knife League were already near Jiang Mo, but because of the hidden formation, they couldn't find out where Jiang Mo was for a while.

"Strange. That guy's aura is clearly nearby, why can't I find it?" The man called the hunting dog said with a frown.

"I said Hound, is your nose still working?" Yang Youshi complained, having the worst temper.

"You come here if you have the ability?" The hunting dog frowned. His strength is not weaker than Yang Youshi, and his position is not low, and his temper is even worse. His face turned cold at the moment.

"Both of you don't say a few words, it's important to find that kid." The leader of the Blood Knife League frowned and said.

Jiang Mo, who was in the formation, really got impatient waiting, so he dispersed the formation and revealed his figure.

"You don't need to look for it, I'm here."

After hearing Jiang Mo's voice, the four of them were startled. Who else could that young man in black who was standing up slowly be Jiang Mo?

"This guy is actually right under our noses." The head of the Blood Knife League was a little shocked.

After being shocked, they became angry from embarrassment. After so much effort, they couldn't find anyone, but the other party still took the initiative to show their bodies. This was undoubtedly on their faces!
"My boy, there is a way to heaven, if you don't go, you dare to take the initiative to show your body, the old man will kill you here today!" Yang Youshi said coldly, with the veins on his head bulging.

"Hehe, who am I supposed to be? It turns out that one of his defeated generals deserves to be said to kill me?" Jiang Mo sneered with disdain.

Hearing this, Yang Youshi's old face couldn't hold back even more. After angrily shouting, the three-tasseled ghost-head gun flashed out in his hand, and stabbed at Jiang Mo.

As soon as Yang Youshi made a move, it was the strongest method. He only heard the air explode one after another, and waves of air surged, causing the yellow sand below to be lifted several feet deep.

"Old man, I want you to see the true strength of the young master!" Jiang Mo sneered, chopping the sole of his foot on the ground heavily, and charged out violently like a flying arrow.

A series of afterimages appeared behind him, and the next moment, Jiang Mo's figure appeared in front of Yang Youshi.

"Boy, die for this old man!"

When Yang Youshi stabbed a spear, even the space seemed to be cracked inch by inch, and black cracks appeared one after another, appearing extremely powerful.

Jiang Mo's fists suddenly blasted out, and they collided fiercely with the long spear.

His fists were as fine as iron, and Yang Youshi's attack failed to hit Jiang Mo seriously at all. Instead, the latter burst out with all his strength, and directly blasted Yang Youshi away along the long spear.

boom!
Hearing a muffled sound from the statue, Yang Youshi's short body slammed heavily on the sand, making a huge crater.

The two clashed like lightning, and Yang You used the gun to defeat him, but it only took ten breaths of time.

"This old guy used to boast that he lost to that kid because of the limitations of the martial arts arena. Now it seems that even in the open desert, he is no match for that kid at all!" The hunting dog glanced at Yang You After that, he said sarcastically.

Almost everyone in Donglin City knew about Yang Youshi's defeat in Wudoutai, and the Hound was sensitive to news, so naturally he also knew about it.

The leader of the Blood Knife League looked very solemn. He couldn't be more clear about Yang Youshi's strength, but the young man in black on the opposite side could blow Yang Youshi away with a single punch. It is conceivable that this person's cultivation base, there is how terrible!
"It is estimated that this guy already has the realm of two-star or even three-star Wuzong!" said the leader of the Blood Knife League solemnly.

Beside him, the hunting dog smiled and said, "You are the master, aren't you also a three-star Martial Emperor? You are afraid of a bird, with my hunting dog cooperating with you, even without that old guy, we can still kill the bastard on the opposite side!"

After repelling Yang Youshi, Jiang Mo closed his fist and stood up, smiling: "Are you here to kill me?"

The hunting dog wanted to make a move, but the leader of the Blood Knife League stopped him, saying: "Little brother, you are very skilled. If we really conflict, I am afraid that the price will be very high for both parties."

"Oh?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, what do you mean?"

"If little brother can give up that green spirit pill and that animal bone, I will lead them to retreat. From now on, little brother, you will be our friend of the Blood Knife League! Hehe." smile.

"So, how are you going to compensate me?" Jiang Mo's smile gradually faded.

"After that auction, the net worth of our Blood Knife League is not much. I promise you, little brother, that you will be a friend of our Blood Knife League in the future. Isn't that enough?"

Hearing this, Jiang Mo took a deep breath and said, "Could it be that this is the legendary white wolf with empty gloves?"

After finishing speaking, his aura suddenly rose, and he said, "Since you want what I hold, it depends on whether you have the ability."

The face of the leader of the Blood Knife League also became gloomy, and he said: "I have been in the Asura battlefield for many years, and I have never seen any storms. You are really shameless, you young child!"

After finishing speaking, his whole body's aura also climbed up, and he reached the realm of three-star Wuzong in an instant.

There is no wind in a robe, it is automatic, and it is hunting.

After sensing the opponent's aura, Jiang Mo just became interested. It was indeed a three-star Martial Ancestor. An opponent of this level would be fun to kill.

Swish!
The wings of Yuanli shot out from behind, and Jiang Mo appeared in front of the leader of the Blood Knife League with a sweep of his figure.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A pair of fists fell like raindrops, together with the leader of the Blood Knife League, they made dull noises.

Circles of energy ripples visible to the naked eye spread out from the place where the two fought, causing the yellow sand on the ground to be lifted layer after layer.

"The master is a monk who cultivates the body, this kid really doesn't know how to live or die!" After Yang Youshi snorted coldly, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, clenched the three tasseled ghost gun tightly in his hand, and rushed behind Jiang Mo.

At the same time, Envoy An Zuo also moved, and the three of them turned into corners, besieging Jiang Mo.

As for the hunting dog, he didn't rush forward. His cultivation base also reached the level of Wu Zong, but he was good at long-distance attack.

I saw that he was moving quickly, constantly changing his position, trying to find the best place to attack.

The longbow behind him has been taken off and held in his left hand. When he drew the bowstring with his right hand, a black arrow of energy appeared out of thin air and landed on the bowstring!
(End of this chapter)