Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 912

Zhao Qingsong is in a very bad mood today, he is the dignified elder of the Hall of Law Enforcement, and his status is extremely respected.

However, today his nephew Zhao Zhi had his wrist cut off, and it was still in full view.

Isn't this slapping Zhao Qingsong in the face?
I still remember that a few years ago, someone shot at his nephew, and he directly crippled him.

"These disciples really forgot the lessons learned!" Zhao Qingsong stood up and said coldly. Beside him, his nephew Zhao Zhi held his severed hand with a sad expression on his face.

"Come with me, I want to see who has the courage!" Zhao Qingsong took his nephew, left the law enforcement hall, and headed for the sword tower.

At this time, there were nearly a thousand people gathered outside the sword tower.

The crystal light on the seventh floor has not been extinguished for a long time, which means that the guy who claims to be the honorary guest of the sect is still undefeated.

What they didn't know was that Jiang Mo had already won and entered the eighth floor.

Not long after, there was a burst of noise from the crowd, following the gaze, it turned out that it was Elder Zhao from the Hall of Law Enforcement, bringing his nephew Zhao Zhi over.

There were other elders present, and after seeing Zhao Qingsong, they said, "Elder Zhao also came here to watch the genius break into the sword tower?"

"Hmph, my nephew Zhao Zhi's wrist was cut off, how could I be in the mood to watch?" Zhao Qingsong snorted coldly.

There were people around who knew the situation, and they couldn't help but feel moved. This Zhao Qingsong actually came here in person.

However, the one who broke into the seventh floor of the sword tower, the talent is unparalleled, will the sect really let Zhao Qing loose him?
The light on the seventh floor of the sword tower naturally caught Zhao Qingsong's attention. He frowned, looked at Zhao Zhi, and said, "This person is the guy who broke your wrist?"

Originally, if Jiang Mo had no talent, he would be crippled by Zhao Qingsong, and the sect wouldn't say much.

However, if Jiang Mo really broke into the seventh floor of the sword tower, then Zhao Qingsong would have to weigh it carefully if he wanted to move Jiang Mo.

After all, since the establishment of the sect, no disciple has been able to break through to the seventh floor of the sword tower.

Even Zhao Qingsong would not dare to move such an evildoer.

"It should be." Zhao Zhi said weakly.

"How can a thing that is not successful enough to fail cause such a terrifying existence?" Zhao Qingsong scolded, but everyone around him was watching. If Jiang Mo really walked out of the sword tower later, he wouldn't be able to do anything. Do neither.

After all, as the elder of the Hall of Law Enforcement, his nephew's wrist was broken, if he kept silent, he would lose face.

"Later, let that guy apologize to you. As for breaking his wrist and abolishing his cultivation, don't think about it for now. This person's talent is too monstrous, and the sect will pay attention to it." Zhao Qingsong said to Zhao Zhi.

"All according to uncle." Zhao Zhi nodded.

Inside the sword tower, Jiang Mo and the two looked carefully at the black vortex, and bursts of very strange power emanated from the vortex.

"In this vortex, there seems to be an extremely terrifying force, as if... the power of chaos!"

Jiang Mo said secretly in his heart, but he was not sure.

When he wanted to get close to the black vortex and find out, he would be blocked by an invisible restriction, and he couldn't get close at all.

"Forget it, I can't understand the mystery here yet. Let's come again when I have a chance in the future." Jiang Mo shook his head, and under the guidance of the hunchbacked old man, he left the sword tower on the eighth floor.

"Farewell, senior." After saying goodbye to the old man, he went all the way down without encountering any obstacles.

This trip was rewarding. The battle with the gatekeepers in the sword tower deepened Jiang Mo's comprehension of the way of the sword. Given time, the way of the sword should be able to break through the realm and enter the fifth level of the way of the sword.

Coming out of the exit, Jiang Mo saw that there were already nearly a thousand elder disciples outside, looking at this side.

Jiang Mo couldn't help feeling a little stunned that he had attracted so many people!

"He is the genius who broke into the seventh floor of the sword tower!"

"Looking at it this way, it's really handsome and extraordinary, like a dragon and a phoenix among people!"

"It's too strong. This is an unprecedented feat of my first-line swordsman. I actually broke through to the seventh floor!"

"I'm afraid, his sword practice in the future will be famous throughout the Baiyi Realm!"

Moreover, there was a handsome female disciple who also looked at Jiang Mo with fiery eyes.

The person in front of him is not only talented, but also very handsome. If he could choose to be a Taoist companion... Thinking of this, many young disciples' pretty faces would turn blush, very attractive.

Jiang Mo was a little speechless in response to everyone's discussions, but when he was about to leave, a voice sounded coldly.

"stop!"

Zhao Qingsong shouted coldly.

Jiang Mo turned his head and saw Zhao Qingsong, and of course Zhao Zhi beside him.

Immediately understood what was going on.

This is Zhao Zhi coming to revenge.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Mo also asked coldly.

Seeing Jiang Mo's indifferent attitude, Zhao Qingsong frowned. With his status, even the top ten talents of the sect would respectfully call Elder Zhao when they saw him.

And this kid, despite hurting his nephew, still has such a tough attitude.

"Do you know who I am?" Zhao Qingsong suppressed the anger in his heart. In the past, he would have shot directly, but seeing Jiang Mo's performance in the sword tower today, he really didn't dare to shoot directly.

Everyone also looked at this side. Some elders who arrived late were a little surprised. How could this Zhao Qingsong have conflicts with this genius disciple?

"Who are you, and what have you to do with me?" Jiang Mo asked back.

The surrounding disciples were shocked, this guy is indeed a monster who can break into the seventh floor of the sword tower, even Zhao Qingsong, the elder of the Hall of Law Enforcement, dare not give him face.

Jiang Mo's stiff answer caused bursts of noise.

"I am the Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, Zhao Qingsong." Zhao Qingsong took a deep breath, bullied his chest, and suppressed the anger in his heart. It has been decades, and no disciple has dared to speak to him like this.

"Oh." Jiang Mo nodded lightly, with that expression, as if you are the elder of the law enforcement hall, so what?What does it have to do with me?
"Bastard, do you know that the person you injured was my nephew?!" Seeing Jiang Mo's indifferent attitude, Zhao Qingsong finally couldn't hold back and cursed angrily.

"I wounded your nephew? Why don't you ask, who provoked him first?" Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes and exuded a terrifying sword intent after being scolded angrily.

The people around felt awe-inspiring, is this going to fight Elder Zhao?

"Also, who did you call an asshole just now? You bastard!" Jiang Mo said lightly.

There was instant frying around, and Jiang Mo actually scolded Zhao Qingsong for being a bastard!
Hearing this sentence, Zhao Qingsong was trembling with anger. He is a majestic elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, but he was insulted by the old bastard in public. If he does nothing, how will he convince the public in the future?

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingsong rushed towards Jiang Mo with a domineering aura.

Jiang Mo's whole body also burst out with Ling Tian's sword intent.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. This monstrous disciple who broke into the seventh floor of the sword tower actually wanted to fight Zhao Qingsong!
(End of this chapter)