Two powerhouses of the Half-Saint Realm actually besieged a Nine-Star Martial Venerable who had just broken through.

If this matter spreads, I'm afraid it will make people's jaws drop.

However, the people who were watching the battle felt that even if those two half-saint monks besieged Jiang Mo, they might not be able to take him.

After all, the combat effectiveness shown by Jiang Mo at this time was too terrifying.

Bang, bang!

Shrouded in the Qi Law, Jiang Mo took the steps of shaking the mountains on the ground, which directly caused the person who turned into a barbarian beast to retreat from the hundred zhang as if he had been hit hard.

Another monk took the opportunity to strike and stabbed with the sword of killing, but he couldn't get close to Jiang Mo at all.

"Roar!"

Qi Qi Fa looked up to the sky and roared, Jiang Mo at this time seemed to be an invincible existence, and those two half-saint monks couldn't get close at all.

Feng Shaoqiu's face was very ugly, he didn't expect that Jiang Mo's strength would be like this.

Neither of the two demi-saints was his opponent.

"Boy, die to the old man!"

The sword of killing stabbed wildly, and the half-saint monk directly fused with the sword of killing, as if even heaven and earth could be slashed.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" Jiang Mo snorted coldly, and an obscure handprint slapped out of his palm.

The handprint was golden, carrying an unrivaled domineering momentum, as if even this heaven and earth could be suppressed.

"Imperial Seal!"

This is the first time Jiang Mo has cast the Emperor Seal, and it consumes a lot of vitality, if it is not supported by the Great Yan Heavenly Technique, I am afraid that this seal will be enough to consume half of Jiang Mo's vitality.

Thundered!

There was a deafening roar in his ears, and the speed of that Emperor Seal was not fast, however, when it came into contact with that sword cultivator, a terrifying power erupted in an instant.

Click, click, click......

The sword of killing, under the bombardment of the Emperor Seal, was all broken into pieces, shattered and opened, and the sword cultivator associated with it suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

The emperor's seal continued to be powerful, and finally it was printed on a mountain peak, and the entire mountain, in an instant, turned into powder!

Hiss!

The sound of gasping cold air sounded one after another on the inheritance god level.

The power of Jiang Mo's attack was also too terrifying, even the monks of the Half-Saint Realm couldn't stop it.

"So strong!" Jiang Mo was also a little surprised, even he didn't expect that with just one seal, he would defeat your famous half-saint monk, however, the only regret was that the emperor seal consumed too much vitality.

Even if it was Jiang Mo, he couldn't perform it one after another.

"Huh!"

When the demi-saint monk was defeated, the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword suddenly burst out of the air, tearing through the space and piercing the sword cultivator's body in an instant.

The terrifying sword qi raged in that sword cultivator's body, causing his internal organs to be crushed in an instant.

Poof, poof!

He gulped out blood, and his vitality was passing quickly, and even if Da Luo Jinxian came down at this time, it would not be able to save his life.

"You actually killed Huang Xian, the Wind Thunder Hall will definitely not let you go!" Seeing this scene, Feng Shaoqiu didn't know whether it was fear or anger, and he screamed.

Everyone present also sighed a little that Jiang Mo's killing was decisive, a monk in the demi-saint realm, he would kill if he said he would kill.

"Brother Hou, I told you earlier that this person's strength is terrifying, far beyond what we can imagine. If you still have no one in sight as you used to, I'm afraid you'll be next. Yan Changfeng looked at the white-haired young man in the field, but said to Hou Fei.

Hou Fei swallowed and spit, he didn't dare to say anything, since Jiang Mo was able to kill the half-saint monk, then killing him Hou Fei was nothing.

"This guy is pretty good. Shiro was worried about him. Qin Mengyao's red lips opened lightly, and she said with some surprise.

At this time, after killing a half-saint monk, Jiang Mo's face was still calm, he looked at Feng Shaoqiu and said, "At the beginning, the Wind Thunder Hall didn't seem to plan to let me go. So, what difference does it make if I kill or not?"

Hearing Jiang Mo ask rhetorically, there was no one who could refute anything.

Indeed, if the Wind Thunder Hall was able to send two demi-saint monks to encircle and suppress Jiang Mo, there was no room for maneuver.

Jiang Mo killed him or not, there is indeed no difference.

"Ye Xianfeng, you killed that kid for me!" Feng Shaoqiu said sharply.

Fang Cai, the half-saint monk who turned into a desolate beast was already trembling at this time, Jiang Mo was able to kill Huang Offering, then, naturally, he could also kill He Ye Worship.

"Young master, I still want to live a few more years, I want to push the old man into the fire pit!"

After finishing speaking, the Ye worship's figure flashed, and he fled into the distance.

In his opinion, although the reward of the Wind Thunder Hall is rich, compared with his own life, which is more important, I am afraid that he can figure it out with his toes.

He had no doubt that if he made another move, Jiang Mo would definitely kill him with his own hands.

"This old bastard!" Feng Shaoqiu gritted his teeth and said, at this time, Jiang Mo's eyes had already fallen on him, it didn't matter if the two worshippers were worshipped, but this Feng Shaoqiu had to be killed.

He wanted to put Jiang Mo to death three times and twice, how could Jiang Mo let him go?

Jiang Mo walked slowly towards Feng Shaoqiu, his eyes indifferent, but the more he was like this, the more frightened Feng Shaoqiu became.

"Jiang Mo, let me tell you, if you dare to touch me, the Wind Thunder Hall will fight with you endlessly!" Feng Shaoqiu said threateningly, a halberd appeared in his hand, and Yuan Li poured into it, and immediately stabbed towards Jiang Mo.

"Dragon Halberd Method!"

This is the inheritance that Feng Shaoqiu has only obtained, and it is powerful.

Although he didn't perform it well, there were still angry dragon attacks, rushing towards Jiang Mo.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo smiled coldly, raised his palm again, and an obscure handprint burst out, colliding with the dragon halberd method.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Emperor Seal destroyed all the way, directly shattering Feng Shaoqiu's attack.

The power of the emperor-level inheritance can crush any inheritance.

Poof!

In the end, the Emperor Seal bombarded Feng Shaoqiu's body, causing his chest to collapse, and his ribs were shattered for an unknown number of pieces.

Jiang Mo approached step by step, and Feng Shaoqiu's face became more and more pale.

"Please let me go, in the future, I will definitely give you a good reward in the Wind and Thunder Palace. Feng Shaoqiu had a look of fear on his face.

"I have no grievances with you, and that Jiaozhu is also what I got by my ability. You want to rob me, but if you can't rob me, you want to kill me. You say, 'How can I let you go?'

Jiang Mo questioned, and immediately threw out a palm, killing Feng Shaoqiu on the spot.

After killing Feng Shaoqiu, Jiang Mo took off the storage ring on his hand, as well as the storage ring enshrined by Huang Cai.

One of these two people is the young master of the Wind Thunder Palace, and the other is a half-saint level monk, I am afraid that there is a lot of wealth in the storage ring.

(End of chapter)