"An Zuo's envoy actually used his coffin splitting hand, tsk, it's really not easy! That kid can force An Zuo's envoy to this point, it's not bad. The fat man said with a sigh on the side.

There are two envoys of the Blood Knife Alliance, one is the burly middle-aged man in front of him, and he is the left envoy.

As for the right envoy, he has been in retreat in the Blood Knife Alliance, and even he, the young master of the Blood Knife Alliance, does not have many opportunities to meet the right envoy.

However, since one of the two envoys was sent to protect the young master, it was enough to see how much the great master of the Blood Knife Alliance loved his son.

Jiang Mo raised his eyes slightly, and after seeing the palm with a string of black afterimages, he pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword.

Whew, smm, smm!

His wrist shook rapidly, and he saw that the heavy ancient sword flew quickly in his hand, and then hundreds of thousands of brilliant sword lights slowly appeared in that space.

"The bells and whistles of the sword moves can't stop An Zuo's attack at all. The fat man pouted disdainfully.

I have to say that Jiang Mo's Devil May Cry swordsmanship is extremely gorgeous, and it has attracted the admiration of many monks at the moment.

But if he Jiang Mo doesn't make a move, when he does, it's definitely not that kind of flashy trick!

The sword light tore through the air, and the two palms that fell down violently bombarded together.

Click, click, click......

However, everyone soon saw that a pair of iron palms of the burly middle-aged man quickly broke hundreds of sword lights with a devastating force.

At that moment, some people sighed lightly, and the young man in black was afraid that he would soon be defeated.

And the young master of the Blood Knife Alliance also had a smug look on his face, he had already made up his mind, as long as An Zuo defeated that person, he would make that guy's life worse than death.

"This guy's strength is barely strong. Looking at the palms that seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, Jiang Mo had roughly judged the cultivation of the burly middle-aged man in his heart.

The strength of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor may be considered good in Donglin City, but in Jiang Mo's eyes, it is still a little insufficient.

"That's it!" Jiang Mo let out a low snort, after those iron palms shattered the layers of sword light.

Jiang Mo's figure jumped up, as if Dapeng spread its wings.

"Hmph, what's the use of hiding?" the young master of the Blood Sword Alliance snorted coldly with disdain.

Miss Jing Shu stood beside Han Li, her eyes curled like crescent moons, and asked softly, "Uncle Han Li, can Jiang Mo defeat that guy?"

Han Li's eyes were also firmly fixed on the two who were fighting fiercely, he shook his head and said, "I can't see it either." ”

After breaking the sword light with one palm, the momentum of the burly middle-aged man suddenly climbed to the peak, and at this time, even if there was that treasure weapon to cover the cultivation of Yuan Li, his momentum was exposed.

"Boy, I'm tasting my big cracked coffin hand!" With a loud shout from the burly middle-aged man, the pair of iron palms suddenly skyrocketed to a thousand feet of mass, and a pair of huge handprints took shape in an instant.

This is a burly middle-aged man's painstaking solitude, and after years of research, he has improved this coffin hand and turned it into a powerful martial art comparable to the lower grade of the earth!

Jiang Mo's body was in the air, and above his arm, there was a cyan Yuan Force light surging rapidly, and finally all of it was poured into the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword.

"Changhong runs through the sun!"

At this moment, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a low cry came out of his throat, and then his arms shook, and the sword suddenly slashed down.

Thundered!

A dazzling sword qi that was about a thousand feet huge was like this, breaking through the air with an invincible attitude.

Everything along the way was shattered!

Everyone's eyes were full of shock, and they looked at the terrifying light curtain that each occupied half of the sky.

In the next moment, the two attacks collided together.

Boom!

The deafening roar, at this moment, suddenly swept out, and the surrounding houses and buildings were all in ruins in an instant!

The terrifying Yuan Force fluctuations raged openly, and those onlookers were affected, and they all spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately, and some of the stronger ones had already fled the scene long before the confrontation occurred.

The young master of the Blood Sword Alliance was dumbfounded, and he was shocked to find that the thousand-foot-long white sword qi actually directly destroyed the burly middle-aged man's thousand-zhang handprint with a devastating posture, and finally the remaining momentum was unabated, and it slammed into the burly middle-aged man's body.

Poof!

Even if the latter had Yuan Force to protect his body, he immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and even faintly visible, the scarlet broken internal organs.

It can be seen from this that the power of Jiang Mo's blow is so strong!

"Uncle Han Li, Jiang Mo seems to have won!" Seeing this scene, the girl was excited, and her pretty face turned red.

Han Li also had a relieved smile on his face.

When Jiang Mo slashed out that sword just now, he already had some reservations, otherwise even Han Li and the others would be affected.

"How is it possible? How could An Zuo be defeated?" The young master of the Blood Sword Alliance's eyes bulged out, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him at all.

He also planned to let the young man in black live better than die for a while, and kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

"An Zuo, you must have shown mercy to your subordinates. Now, I order you as the young master of the Blood Sword Alliance, you must defeat that guy!"

After Jiang Mo defeated the burly middle-aged man with a sword, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, he had already won, so he was unwilling to continue to kill.

Seeing that Jiang Mo's breath had converged, the burly middle-aged man took a deep breath, hugged his fists at Jiang Mo and said, "I'm defeated." ”

After finishing speaking, he ignored the opposition of the young master of the Blood Knife Alliance, and directly pulled him away, so as not to let the young man in black change his mind and be unhappy, so he slaughtered the young master.

It wasn't until the burly middle-aged man and the young master of the Blood Sword Alliance left that there were bursts of exclamations around them.

What just happened?

They couldn't even believe their eyes.

That's the An Zuo envoy of the Blood Knife Alliance!

Once known as the executioner of the people in the eastern city, he was now defeated by a young man in black who was inconspicuous.

If this spreads, it won't blow up the sky!

The onlookers who had just been blown out by the aftermath of the battle, after wiping the blood on the corners of their mouths, began to discuss in private what the origin of the black-clothed young man who didn't look very old could make the An Zuo envoy of the Blood Knife Alliance bow down.

Jiang Mo ignored everyone's eager discussions, and he walked towards Han Li and the others.

"Young Master Jiang Mo, you were really powerful just now! You defeated that guy with one sword, you are so brave!" Miss Jing Shu's eyes that were curved like crescents were full of admiration.

"Jiang Mo Gongzi, before Han thought that you were only in the realm of the Martial Emperor, judging from the battle just now, I am afraid that it is the Martial Sect, and you also have the strength to fight, right?"

There was excitement in Han Li's voice that was difficult to hide.

(End of chapter)