Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 839 Contempt
Right now it is a situation where there are more monks and less meat. This place of ghosts is not big, and it has not been triggered yet, so it is hard to see how many ghosts there are.

Judging from the dilapidated temple alone, if two soul hunting teams poured into it, even if all the ghosts in it were driven out, it might not be enough for everyone present.

Therefore, a battle is inevitable.

There are more people on the opposite side than Jiang Mo's side, and there are also a lot of strong people. After observing for a while, Yang Zonglin said in a deep voice: "Look for your opponents, don't let them enter the temple."

The old man headed by the other side also had a gloomy expression on his face, and said coldly: "Do it, stop them."

After the words fell, the two sides suddenly burst into a strong momentum, and the surrounding fog was blown away a lot. Yang Zonglin rushed out first, and the old man who was leading the other party was obviously an eight-star Martial Lord. After sensing Yang Zonglin's momentum, he immediately went up to meet him. .

If low-level monks are allowed to fight against Yang Zonglin, it is tantamount to courting death.

Although the opponent has only one eight-star martial master, the number of seven-star martial masters is three more than here.

Two Seven Star Martial Masters blocked Ning Ningshuang's way, Jiang Mo said to be careful, and was immediately locked by a middle-aged man with a short stature but a strong tone.

"This guy looks unattractive, but his breath is very strong. It should be tricky."

Jiang Mo glanced at the short man and said inwardly.

At this time, Qiu Weiwei, a slightly fatter monk here, was fighting two monks alone, and those two monks were both early stage Seven Star Martial Venerables.

The battlefield gradually expanded, and no one wanted to destroy that temple right now, so they all took the initiative to avoid it. The melee of more than a dozen people, and it was a battle between Wu Zun monks, so the outside world couldn't see it at all.

Everyone went to fight, but Jiang Mo and Feng Jieyu were a little closer. After the girl approached Jiang Mo, she whispered something that made Jiang Mo dumbfounded.

"Brother Jiang, hold on for a while, and when Xie Yu has dealt with the enemies here, I'll go over and help you."

Dare this girl treat herself as a powerless scholar?
"Yeah." Jiang Mo suppressed the smile in his heart and nodded seriously.

The battle between the two sides has already begun, and a series of Yuan Li training bombarded out. After colliding with each other, a powerful aftermath of energy escaped immediately, making the ground on this side tremble.

Especially on the side of the Eight-Star Martial Lord, every time they collide, the sky roars and the earth trembles.

On Feng Jieyu's side, she used the wood-attributed energy, and waved the green rattan like a long whip, throwing away her opponent.

However, her opponent was very fast, whenever the rattan was about to approach, she would dodge past, and in just a few breaths, she had already approached Feng Jieyu.

However, the girl was not in a hurry, she saw her jade hand facing down, and with a light pat, many wooden thorns drilled out of the ground, forcing her opponent to run away.

"No wonder you dare to say that the World War II is more advanced, so the strength is not bad." After looking at Feng Jieyu, Jiang Mo withdrew his gaze.

At this time, the short middle-aged man looked at Jiang Mo sarcastically and said, "There is still time to watch others fight. I am afraid that you are the most unlucky in this soul hunting team."

"Oh? Why?" Jiang Mo said with a smile, not in a hurry to make a move.

"Hey, why? Don't you think my strength is really as simple as it looks on the surface?" After the voice fell, before Jiang Mo could answer, the short middle-aged man, whose figure was like lightning, came towards Jiang Mo. rushed.

When he rushed out, his aura gradually increased. At this time, Jiang Mo realized that this person should have the cultivation base of a seven-star martial master.

Jiang Mo guessed that this person should have cultivated a special technique that could hide his real state.

There was a whistling sound, and the short middle-aged man sneered, jumped up like a roc, and slapped Jiang Mo's head with his palm.

With such a fierce speed, even the Seven Star Martial Lord would be a bit reluctant to dodge, and the corner of the short middle-aged man's mouth could not help but evoke a sneer.

Jiang Mo still stood where he was, as if he had no intention of dodging. At this moment, the smile on the short middle-aged man's face turned into a cruel look.

He didn't even hide, did he get scared?If so, that would be too boring.The little man thought so.

However, soon, he didn't think so anymore, because when he clapped his palm, it seemed that he had landed on a huge rock. Except for the counter-shock force that made his arm numb, where was the white-haired young man below? Have any injuries?

boom!
The man was terrified in his heart, he rolled back, looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, his eyes showed thoughtfulness.

Jiang Mo wasn't in a hurry and went all out now. While fighting, he observed other people's fighting styles, which seemed to be good.

Therefore, the two stalemate like this.

After a stick of incense, the short middle-aged man seemed to have discovered Jiang Mo, but his defensive power was amazing, and his attack power was negligible.

Thinking of this, he stepped up his offensive again. At this time, most of the dense fog here was dispersed, making the situation in the temple more clearly presented before everyone's eyes.

In the soul hunting team that Jiang Mo was in, it was Yu Yang, an ordinary-looking young man, who was the first to solve the battle. Yu Yang's opponent showed a loophole in defense, and was directly hit by Yu Yang three times.

The strength of the three palms superimposed, making him lose his fighting power in an instant.

Yu Yang took advantage of the momentum and directly took the man's life.

After finishing off the opponent, Yu Yang rushed towards Jiang Mo, seeing Jiang Mo wrestling with the short man, he couldn't help saying, "Go and help Xie Yu, leave this man to me."

Hearing Yu Yang's voice, Jiang Mo was a little surprised, but it was not difficult to hear a hint of contempt from this person's tone.

Obviously, he didn't take Jiang Mo's combat power too seriously.

Since this man wanted to show himself, Jiang Mo stepped aside silently, not to obey Yu Yang's orders, but to let Yu Yang experience the strength of that short man.

When Jiang Mo got out of the way, he could still hear Yu Yang's cold snort from the tip of his nose, as if he looked down on Jiang Mo, the 'five-star warrior'.

Seeing that the opponent had changed, the short middle-aged man showed a hint of surprise on his face, and immediately said: "Are you sure it's you fighting me?"

"What? If you're afraid, just admit defeat and get out of here. Maybe I can spare your life." Yu Yang said loftily. In his opinion, even Jiang Mo can entangle an opponent for a long time. Can he be called an opponent?
The short, middle-aged man gave Yu Yang a weird look, then he didn't speak, and then his aura climbed, his figure shot towards him like an off-string arrow.

(End of this chapter)