Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 871

After taking the luck of these monks, Jiang Mo did not kill them. With the strength of these people, he will definitely get luck in the future. If he meets again, can he exploit it again? , may reduce many opportunities.

Seeing Jiang Mo's eyeballs rolling, some monks were worried that Jiang Mo would kill people to silence him. After all, Jiang Mo's strength was too strong.

"Hero, spare your life. I still have some rare treasures here, and I am willing to offer them to you. I hope you will let me live." Some people lost their composure on the spot, took out the precious treasures, and exchanged their lives with Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo, who originally planned to let him go, saw that he still had extra income, so he naturally wouldn't refuse. Then he looked at the others and said with a smile, "What? Don't you guys say so?"

After the rest of the monks heard this, they glanced at the first person who handed over the strange treasure. Soon, under Jiang Mo's gaze, everyone handed over their treasured treasures one after another. Compared with his own wealth and life, it is nothing.

"Very good, well done, this time, let's let you go for now." Jiang Mo waved his hand, with a smile on his face, and threw all those rare treasures into Zichen's ring.

Unexpectedly, besides luck, there are so many extra gains.

What a surprise.

After this experience, Jiang Mo turned to the way of plundering to gain luck.He won't pick on those ordinary people, and occasionally releases a low-level breath, attracting people with bad intentions.

After half a month, Jiang Mo's body has been shrouded in luck, and it has already reached more than [-] feet, which is also a very high number in the entire Hundred Barbarians.

It's just that during this period of time, within the scope of Jiang Mo's activities, such a story is often circulated. There is always a white-haired young man who first releases his weak aura to attract people to plunder his luck, and then he staged a counterattack. Kill, and extract all the luck of the intruders.

When the news spread among the people, those monks with evil intentions began to inquire about Jiang Mo's appearance. When they learned that he had white hair and an ancient sword on his back, those people started plundering again. It's okay to be a stranger.

White hair and ancient swords are so easy to recognize. As long as those monks are not stupid, they will not touch the moldy head. Therefore, some monks who are really weak, in order to protect themselves, deliberately made their hair white, and they don’t know how to get rid of it. Where did I find a broken sword, disguised as Jiang Mo, so that those monks did not dare to commit crimes.

Those plundering monks were not stupid, and soon discovered that many of them were fakes, so they began to chase and intercept the white-haired monk. Of course, it was not that they had never thought that they would encounter Jiang Mo, but the probability was too small. There is a sense of luck in these people's hearts.

Until one day, in a dense forest, Jiang Mo was surrounded again.

It's that familiar feeling again.

"Do you know who I am? Just stop me?" Jiang Mo glanced at everyone and said.

"Hehe, who are you? Isn't it the guy pretending to be Jiang Mo? Don't you think you can hide it from our brothers?" a monk said with a smile.

"So, are you trying to take away my luck?" Soon, Jiang Mo also understood what was going on.

He was a little bit dumbfounded, these guys put their ideas on Jiang Mo's head, and it can be said that luck was on his back.

"You are sensible, boy. If you want to suffer less, just release your luck honestly and offer it with both hands." The leading monk said threateningly.

"Release luck?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man strangely, then asked immediately, "Are you sure?"

"Stop talking nonsense to me." The monk said impatiently.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes froze, because he saw that the aura released by the person in front of him was more than 20 feet long, very huge, and it was bright yellow, very gorgeous.

"What's going on here? How could this guy have such great luck?" Some monks' eyes flickered, and they were a little shocked at the moment.

"What's going on? This is a great thing. It's the luck bestowed on our brothers by God. Don't let it go for nothing!" When the leading monk saw the bright yellow luck released from Jiang Mo's body, his eyes widened. Taking the light, the IQ is completely reduced to below the average level.

"Brother Leopard, this seems to be a bit strange." Someone was calmer, as if he had thought of something, how can a person who can get such a huge amount of luck be an idler.

"Didn't you say you want my luck? Come and get it." Jiang Mo stood on the spot and said with a smile. There was no trace of nervousness on his face, but the monks who besieged him were a little restless.

The leading cultivator rushed forward with a strange roar, and he burst out with violent strength, and slammed down on Jiang Mo angrily.

However, a dazzling sword light soared into the sky, and the man's fist was torn open by the sword light before it even landed. Blood spurted out, and the whole scene became extremely bloody in an instant.

"what--"

The monk's scream came, and they didn't realize that something was wrong until now.

"This person is not in disguise, he is that Jiang Mo!" Someone shouted.

However, it was too late now, and it had been a few days since he had met such a person. How could Jiang Mo let go of such easy luck.

The movement technique was used. Although there were eight monks here, and their strengths were not weak, none of them could escape, as if they had been immobilized. It's too big, as long as someone runs away, the sword will follow, and a sword will be added to the back or buttocks.

Soon, the luck of these people was wiped out by Jiang Mo.

And the luck on Jiang Mo's body has risen to thirty feet, turning from bright yellow to lavender.

Everyone looked at him with pain and suffering, and it was hard to tell. It was clear that he took the initiative to provoke Jiang Mo. It seemed that he could not be blamed.

"Your Excellency will easily arouse public anger by doing this!" At this moment, a monk in blue shirt rushed over and said lightly.

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the person who came. His breath was thick and long, and he was not a weak player. However, if he really fought, he might not be able to beat Jiang Mo.

"Oh? Could it be that you also want to intervene?" Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Hehe, Your Excellency misunderstood. I came here this time, and I have something to discuss with you." The visitor shook his head and said.

"Tell me." Jiang Mo shrugged and said.

"I was sent by our young master to cooperate with you," Lai Ren said.

"Who is your young master, and what do you want to cooperate with me?" Jiang Mo frowned. Has his reputation spread so far?
"My family's young master, Feng Shaoqiu, Fenglei Palace, wants to cooperate with you on the matter of obtaining a higher level of luck."

(End of this chapter)