Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 925 Battle of Martial Saints
"What? The Magic Mountain was cut off with an arm?"

"How is this possible? How could that kid be the opponent of the Magic Mountain?" Samuelson from the rebel army said in disbelief.

Not only Samuelson, but almost everyone couldn't believe that Jiang Mo was able to cut off an arm of the Devil's Mountain.

Except for Huang Buqun.

"Moshan, kill that bastard!" Samuelson roared angrily.

At this moment, Mo Shan's eyes became extremely red, and his murderous intent rolled towards Jiang Mo like a real substance.

"The Demon Ape Collapses!"

After being cut off with one arm, the Demon Mountain fell into a rampage. After a roar, he charged towards Jiang Mo, like an ancient savage beast.

"Emperor Seal!"

Jiang Mo's expression remained unchanged, and the obscure handprints were immediately slapped out.

In an instant, the vitality in this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be emptied, and the terrifying fluctuations in the energy of the origin raged.

Boom, boom, boom!

The bright golden handprint directly blasted on the body of Mo Shan, and the two powerful forces collided, creating waves of terrifying destructive air currents.

Seeing that the two fought so fiercely, everyone couldn't help but gasped.

The emperor's seal bombarded Moshan's body. Although he resisted hard, a huge depression was blasted out on his chest, and blood flowed out, which was very harmful.

"Boy, you are the only one who can hurt me in the realm of Wu Zun! Today, I will definitely smash your corpse into thousands of pieces!" Mo Shan said through gritted teeth, and when the words fell, a huge ax appeared in his hand. The rays of light shone on it, releasing terrifying fluctuations, at least it was a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

"The Devil's Mountain is about to get serious. That kid will definitely be turned into minced meat!"

"Once Mo Shan uses the Blood Spirit Giant Axe, he will be an invincible existence in the Wu Zun Realm!"

On the side of the rebels, someone secretly said.

"Magic Mountain, kill, kill, kill!"

Among the rebels, there were bursts of shouts of killing, and the killing intent soared into the sky.

As if infected by that murderous intent, Mo Shan let out a low growl, grabbed the huge ax in his hand, and slammed it down towards Jiang Mo.

There was an ear-piercing sound of sonic boom, and when the magic mountain fell with the axe, countless huge cracks were opened on the ground.

Jiang Mo frowned as a strong wind swept over his face. With a step on his body, the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword suddenly burst into a shocking blue light.

"Withered Silence Sword Technique!"

Jiang Mo let out a low growl, and the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword suddenly struck out. At this moment, there seemed to be a strong breath of death, permeating the entire world.

This is Kuji Sword Intent.

Jiang Mo has already comprehended the meaning of the sword of withering silence, and when he cut out with one sword, everything died.

Huang Buqun's expression finally changed. He never expected that Jiang Mo could unleash such a terrifying sword.

"According to rumors, the seventh floor of the sword tower may have a heaven-level swordsmanship. If my prediction is correct, Jiang Mo should have obtained that volume of heaven-level swordsmanship." Huang Buqun said secretly in his heart.

Under everyone's gaze, that withered sword intent collided with the blood spirit giant axe.

The seemingly insignificant sword intent carried a will to crush everything.

click!
As the sword light passed across, there was no loud noise, nor was there any spectacular scene. It was just a very ordinary sword, but it directly broke the blood spirit giant axe into two pieces.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were full of shock.

The Demon Mountain's Blood Spirit Giant Axe, which is a middle-grade spiritual weapon, was cut off by Jiang Mo with a single strike.

However, what surprised everyone was yet to come.

That obscure withered sword intent seemed to be continuing. Seeing this situation, Moshan gave a strange cry, turned around and ran away, not daring to stay for a moment.

He didn't think that his body would be stronger than the Blood Spirit Axe.

That inconspicuous gray sword intent would kill him!
Gudong.

However, before the Demon Mountain escaped ten meters, the gray sword intent directly passed by his neck, and a huge head rolled down, blood gushing out wildly.

Among the rebels, Moshan, the strongest in Wu Zun realm, was beheaded by Jiang Mo's sword just like that.

"Good, good, good!" The Baiyi Dynasty's side let out deafening cheers.

Just now, Jiang Mo's sword, even a high-ranking half-saint couldn't dodge it.

"Is this kid really only in the realm of Wu Zun?" This question flashed in everyone's mind.

On the side of the rebel army, Samuelson roared endlessly. Not only did they lose this battle, but they also lost a general like The Mountain.

Their loss is simply too great.

Even their morale was affected.

"Great, I didn't expect you to be so strong! You can even kill that Demon Mountain!"

After Jiang Mo returned to the camp, Cairns said excitedly.

Jiang Mo's battle has greatly boosted morale!

"For the next battle, we need warriors of the Martial Saint level to fight." Keynes's eyes showed deep thought. If nothing else happened, he and Samuelson would have a decisive battle.

Both of them are the strongest of the two parties, of course.

With fiery red hair fluttering around, Samuelson looked very domineering and arrogant. He pointed at Jiang Mo and said, "I'll take your life after I kill Keynes!"

Keynes could hear the provocative meaning in Samuelson's words. When he was about to step out, Huang Buqun pressed his palm on his shoulder and said lightly, "You are not his opponent."

Keynes stopped in his steps. He knew that Huang Buqun was very strong, far stronger than him.

"This battle, I'll come." Huang Buqun slowly stepped onto the battle stage, a seemingly ordinary swordsman, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Jiang Mo knew that the reason why Huang Buqun would fight was because of him. Otherwise, the Baiyi Dynasty would be defeated and he would not be able to get the remnant map of the Land of Return.

"Who are you?" Samuelson stared at Huang Buqun and asked.

"First-line sword sect, Huang Buqun."

"What a top-ranking swordsman, actually intervening in this matter. Later, after this king kills you, send your head back to the top-ranking swordsman to see how they react." Samuelson sneered, his figure Stepped out and rushed towards Huang Buqun.

Others dare not come close to watch the battle between martial saints, and the aftermath of the battle is enough to destroy many people.

But fortunately, both sides still have strong warriors staying behind, so they can naturally take action to block the aftermath of the battle.

Samuelson's whole body was wrapped in red flames, like a flame demon god, mighty.

With a roar, he punched directly, and the endless red flames gathered together, turning into a gigantic flaming fist that was as large as ten thousand feet, and bombarded Huang Buqun.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked hard to add.

Is this a battle between martial saints?

This is too scary!
(End of this chapter)