Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 896
Everyone also felt this change, and they couldn't help showing shocking expressions on their faces.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of troops that were galloping away began to turn around and rushed towards Hou Fei.

Jiang Mo stood where he was, and his clothes fluttered when the wind blew, like a general commanding thousands of troops.

"How did this happen? Ah!" Hou Fei still can't believe that the general order he played was actually controlled by the other party!
He frantically played with ten fingers, and the sound of the piano became high-pitched and clear, piercing clouds and cracking stones.

There were war horses breaking apart and making a real sad sound, and Hou Fei's heart was bleeding.

What kind of weird method did that kid use to invalidate his general order?
When Hou Fei exhausted all kinds of hardships and finally dispelled his own blow, he suddenly felt a huge coercion of divine sense, which rushed over like a tide, and he seemed to be submerged in it.

Even the onlookers around felt the terrifying coercion of divine sense.

And the source of this power is the white-haired youth.

Yan Changfeng's complexion finally changed. If Jiang Mo's martial arts cultivation base was mentioned, he actually looked down upon him. However, the coercion of this spiritual sense that reached the ninth level, looking at the entire Baiyi Realm, there is no one .

People in the world often say that cultivating the power of spiritual thoughts will only delay the practice of martial arts, so the power of spiritual thoughts is weak.

However, they don't know that when the power of divine sense reaches a certain level, the power that erupts is enough to burn the sky and the earth!

At this time, Hou Fei's face was pale, and he seemed to be in the center of a storm. His previous arrogance had disappeared. Jiang Mo just stood there without even raising his hand. Hou Fei had already been defeated. up.

boom!
puff!

His body flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.

Hou Fei's will has been crushed by Jiang Mo.

"It's worse than anything, but you want to compare the power of your divine sense with me. Isn't this looking for abuse?" Jiang Mo said lightly. It is conceivable how remorseful he felt in his heart.

"Before, you wanted to kill me?" Jiang Mo held the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword in his right hand, stared at Hou Fei coldly, and said.

At this moment, Hou Fei regained a bit of willpower. The oppression of the divine sense just now was too terrifying. He was sure that if another person was in his position, he would not be able to resist it, not even Yan Changfeng.

"I am indeed defeated, but I am the number one pride of Donghua Sect. Even if I stand here without moving, do you really dare to attack me?" Hou Fei said confidently.

When everyone heard the conversation between the two, most of them guessed that Jiang Mo didn't dare to do anything. After all, the Donghua Sect was too powerful, and anyone who dared to kill their genius disciple would be an enemy of the entire Donghua Sect.

"Are you really so confident?" Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes, his expression turned cold, and a murderous intent emanated from his body.

This killing intent made Hou Fei shiver. He could see from Jiang Mo's eyes that the other party had no fear at all, and maybe the next second would kill him.

"Brother, it's just a duel between you and me. I, Hou Fei, lost at your hands, and admit defeat. But to be honest, if you really kill me, I'm afraid the Donghua Sect will not let you go." At this time, Hou Fei was a little Afraid of Jiang Mo, his tone became more relaxed, and he was no longer as arrogant as he was at the beginning.

"Hehe, you really think highly of yourself. I don't think Dong Huazong will do anything for such a waste like you." Jiang Mo said sarcastically.

However, at this time, Yan Changfeng flew down from the high platform, clasped his fists to Jiang Mo and said, "Brother Jiang, listen to my advice and let Hou Fei go once. Even if Donghuazong really doesn't care about Hou Fei, it's impossible not to care about face. You To be honest, killing Hou Fei here is equivalent to slapping Dong Huazong in the face. Do you think they will settle accounts with you?"

Jiang Mo looked at the person coming, his eyes flickered, and said: "But, you just heard that Hou Fei kept saying that he wanted to kill me. If I let him go now, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"How about this, I'll ask Hou Fei to admit your mistake to you, and then ask him to hand over his luck to you, what do you think?" Yan Changfeng looked at Jiang Mo, and had to say, this person lives in the world without leaking, I don't know Where is he better than Hou Fei?

"Brother Yan, how can you say that? You want me to admit his mistake?" Hou Fei stared and said.

"Shut up, listen to me if you want to survive!" Yan Changfeng's words became more powerful, and Hou Fei immediately closed his mouth after speaking.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help being stunned. The first Tianjiao of the Donghua Sect and the prince of the Beiyan Kingdom were actually controlled by that white-haired young man.

No wonder, the luck of being able to cheat so many people before, it seems that they were not wronged!
After seeing this situation, the group of people who had been robbed of their luck by Jiang Mo before found some comfort in their hearts. Even these two top talents suffered, what else could they say?
"Hou Fei's luck is in my pocket." Jiang Mo looked at Yan Changfeng calmly, and said lightly.

"My Yan Changfeng's luck, is it enough to give you another twenty feet?" Yan Changfeng twitched his lips.

"Then sell brother Yan's face and make a deal." Jiang Mo smiled heartily.

Originally, Jiang Mo really wanted to kill Hou Fei. This man was too arrogant and wanted to take his own life. How could he be kept?
However, now, in Jiang Mo's opinion, Hou Fei's life is not worth twenty feet of luck. Killing him would be more enjoyable at most. If he could get more of Yan Changfeng's twenty feet of luck, that would be A real benefit!

What's more, the good fortune Yan Changfeng obtained was high-grade good luck.

No matter how you look at it, this deal is a good deal.

Furthermore, he didn't want to offend the Beiyan Kingdom after offending the Donghua Sect. These two forces are deep-rooted behemoths in the territory of Baiyi!
"It's easy to say, if there is a chance in the future, Brother Jiang can come to my Beiyan Palace to sit and sit, and Yan will do his best as a landlord." Yan Changfeng clasped his fists.

Jiang Mo nodded, and immediately the hundred-foot-long dragon-shaped luck soared up, directly swallowing half of Hou Fei's luck, and only half of it, because there seemed to be some kind of restriction here.

And Yan Changfeng also kept his promise, and took the initiative to release twenty feet of luck to Jiang Mo. In a short period of time, Jiang Mo's luck has reached more than 170 feet, and he is the most dazzling existence present.

Qin Mengyao's beautiful eyes flickered. That white-haired young man had brought her a huge shock. Even the top talents like Hou Fei and Yan Changfeng would bow their heads in front of him. Shake it?
The onlookers were even more shocked, but they seemed to be numb. The shock that the white-haired young man gave them was simply too much.

Just when everyone was discussing, a desolate beast came through the sky, and a group of three people swept down from mid-air.

One of them, whom Jiang Mo happened to know, was Feng Shaoqiu, the young master of Fenglei Palace.

The other two were obviously stronger, but they followed Feng Shaoqiu, and they should be his guards.

(End of this chapter)