Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 768

There was a muffled bang, and after the tall and strong body of Elder Wanyan hit the city wall, a huge hole was knocked out of the city wall, which was about three or four feet high and made entirely of blue-glazed rock, immediately. It collapsed with a bang.

Seeing this scene, the thin old man's pupils suddenly shrank. Elder Wanyan's vajra physique is well-known even in the elders' courtyard. However, the white-haired young man opposite him casually popped a few The strong wind can make Elder Wanyan's chest collapse in several places, which is really unbelievable.

The ghost king's face was even more shocking. The white-haired young man who had been in the rear and never made a move actually possessed such powerful strength!
Downstairs in Zhenguiguan City, there are less than [-] Yaozu warriors left. The confidence that was originally raised because of the arrival of two big figures from the Elder's House also sank slowly as Elder Wanyan was bounced away. valley bottom.

"Cough cough..."

A moment later, the tall body crawled out from the ruins under the city tower, and the smoke and dust flew up. He coughed a few times and walked out.

When he looked at the white-haired young man opposite again, all the contempt had been put away in his eyes, replaced by a serious look.

Jiang Mo's casual blow just now made this Elder Wanyan a little embarrassed, and it is impossible to say that he was seriously injured.

The control here has been handed over to two big figures from the elders' house, and the ghost king felt a lot more relaxed. Don’t blame me for not doing enough to guard the ghost gate.”

"Elder Chang, you and I join hands to kill this son!" Elder Wanyan licked his lips, and the fiery fighting intent in his eyes slowly rose.

"Why not."

The skinny old man chuckled dryly, even if the opponent showed impressive strength, who would dare to say that he would be able to win before he tried his best?
On Jiang Mo's side, the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and there was a wave of cheers and roars.

The white-haired young man remained expressionless, perhaps the matter between Xueying and Ling'er had completely affected Jiang Mo's character, making him not fond of talking.

Huoyun Heavy Cavalry and Shura Cavalry stepped aside at the same time, and the white-haired young man walked forward slowly, with every step being exactly the same distance, and he stopped when he was away from the opponent's two Martial Lords.

The frightening force of origin rose again and again, and the skinny old man and Elder Wanyan seemed to want to interrupt Jiang Mo's momentum, and chose to attack at the same time.

The two shouted loudly, and Elder Wanyan made the first move. His vajra physique was urged to the extreme by him, and his whole body burst into golden light.

He punched out, and the air around him exploded, and a sharp fist hit Jiang Mo's face fiercely.

The strong Wu Zun made a move, and the Huoyun Heavy Cavalry and Shura Cavalry retreated another hundred feet.

Jiang Mo stood on the spot without moving. When the golden fist came, he slowly raised his arm, and then clenched his fingers into a fist. In the next moment, a mountain-like pressure immediately crushed Wanyan. The elders enveloped them.

boom!
"Bengshan Fist!"

Jiang Mo shouted in a low voice, and suddenly blasted out his right fist!

Quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit!
Jiang Mo's seemingly understated punch perfectly interpreted the profound meaning of boxing.

When the two fists met, the golden fist was covered with cracks in an instant, and it burst open like broken porcelain.

Seeing this scene, Elder Wanyan's complexion changed dramatically. He took a deep breath, his vajra physique was activated to the extreme, and his skin all over his body showed a dark golden color.

The skinny old man was also making a move at this moment, he was holding formulas with his withered fingers, and he was reciting formulas in his mouth, chanting words.

Immediately afterwards, a black light shot out from somewhere in the void, like a flash of lightning, and rushed towards Jiang Mo.

It was a flying sword about an inch in size. There were densely packed talisman seals on the body of the sword. Under the urging of the skinny old man, the talisman seals burst into bright light.

Buzz!

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the black flying sword, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes. This kind of heresy is rarely practiced among human monks, but this elder of the monster clan actually knows this method.

With a movement of the mind, Jiang Mo mobilized the majestic power of the mind in Niwan Palace, and the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword was summoned, unsheathed with a bang, and slashed towards the short black flying sword with great righteousness.

Now that you know how to control a flying sword, let me tell you what is the art of controlling a sword.

In the distance, He Yandong, Liu Shi, and Wang Wentao were overwhelmed and shocked.

They knew that the Sovereign Lord was extremely powerful, but they didn't expect that he was so strong that he would be able to walk around like a fish in water against two strong men from the Yaozu Elder's House.

The Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword and the black flying sword sacrificed by the skinny collided together, and there was a piercing metal roar, and the black sword turned into fragments all over the sky under everyone's gaze.

A trace of blood suddenly appeared on the corner of the mouth of the skinny old man who was associated with the black flying sword.

"Good boy!" The skinny old man wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took out a small purple flag from the storage ring.

The skinny old man stood up the blue-purple banner in the air, put his hands together, and began to chant formulas again.

I saw the small flag rising against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was one foot high, exuding a rich purple color.

"I want you to taste how powerful I am at summoning ghost banners!"

The skinny old man sneered, waved his hand and made a few seal knots, blending into the blue and purple flag.

Suddenly, there was a soul-stirring wailing sound, and it seemed to be able to hear the chewing sound that made the teeth sour.

A giant blue ghost with a blue face and long fangs emerged from the purple banner. It had two horns on its head and exuded bursts of Yin Qi.

Jiang Mo's complexion changed slightly, not because he was afraid of this blue giant ghost, but because he was a little surprised that this skinny old man had so many tricks, which was dazzling.

Just now, after Jiang Mo knocked away Elder Wanyan with a diamond physique, he didn't attack again for a long while. At this moment, Elder Wanyan was overjoyed when he saw the skinny old man summon the giant blue ghost.

He knew this giant blue ghost better than anyone else, and it was a treasure bestowed to him by the Elderly Court after the skinny old man made great achievements.

Just a year ago, the skinny old man killed a three-star warrior with this blue giant ghost!
When the blue giant ghost came to bite Jiang Mo, Elder Wanyan also launched an attack. The golden light all over his body rose again and again, faintly climbing to the peak.

With the two working together, are they afraid that they will not be able to kill the young man with white hair?
Elder Wanyan thought so in his heart.

Jiang Mo moved, but he was heading towards Elder Wanyan, and he didn't seem to care about the giant blue ghost that came biting him.

Seeing this situation, a sneer appeared on the skinny old man's face.

"Hmph, a guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, he doesn't know how he will die in a while."

(End of this chapter)