Everyone only saw the golden finger print, and the six-fingered Dharma King it represented, but Jiang Mo had a good perception, in addition to the six-fingered Dharma King, he also sensed that the five-finger Dharma King was long, and it was not weaker than the strong man of the Six-Fingered Dharma King.

"These six people should be the White Tiger Temple, the six great Dharma Kings that they are proud of. ”

"I don't know if I can force the White Tiger Martial Emperor out after I beheaded these six Dharma Kings. ”

Jiang Mo flicked his sleeves and finally planned to make a move.

Bang!

The Blood Pupil Demon Ape itself is not weak, but the Six-Fingered Dharma King is already famous for his fingering, and by surprise, the Blood Pupil Demon Ape's body was hit by the golden fingerprints, and it fell into the earth on the spot, smashing a thousand-foot crack.

"Old boy, your ancestor and I are incompatible with you!" A bloody hole the size of an arm was blasted out of the Blood Pupil Demon Ape's body, and it grinned in pain.

It was about to rush up and fight with the Six-Fingered Dharma King, but saw that Jiang Mo had already stepped into the void.

"Now that he has made a move, the time for that old guy's death has arrived!" The Blood Pupil Demon Ape knew Jiang Mo's horror, and in his heart, he had already sentenced the six-fingered Dharma King to death.

"Your Excellency trespassed on my temple and killed so many innocent lives, should you give me an explanation?"

Five extremely powerful breaths appeared one after another, and at this time, it was a white-haired Dharma King who spoke, and this person's breath was even above the Six-Fingered Dharma King.

With a casual blow, he shattered the colorful sword rain of the sycamore.

Wutong couldn't resist this person's attack at all, and for a while, he kept retreating.

At the same time, the countless disciples of the White Tiger Temple, at this moment, were all excited.

Normally, they wouldn't even see Law Enforcement Great Elder Wang Quan, let alone the Six Great Dharma Kings.

The appearance of the six Dharma Kings in person is rare to see once in a few decades, and I am afraid that they can only be seen during the very grand ceremony of the temple.

"Confession, what do you want?"

Jiang Mo said casually with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Facing the six Dharma Kings, as well as the countless disciples, deacons, and elders of the White Tiger Temple, Jiang Mo's expression was still as plain as water, and he walked leisurely.

"Hmph, what an arrogant tone, let me come first, try the depth of this one!"

The Six-Fingered Dharma King snorted coldly, and his steps came out one after another, and his figure disappeared in place like a phantom.

"Be careful, master!"

Seeing the moment the six-fingered Dharma King's figure disappeared, Wutong immediately reminded him.

The strength of these six people was not weaker than Wutong, and she was even more worried about what kind of terrifying level the cultivation of that White Tiger Martial Emperor should reach.

"Heavenly Finger!"

A majestic shout suddenly came out of the throat of the Dharma King, like a storm, sweeping in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a dark golden finger print like the Optimus Pillar roared down, with such momentum, as if the mountain was collapsing, I don't know how many times stronger than the previous attack on the Blood Pupil Demon Ape!

"Damn, this old boy's strength is so strong! If he had just performed this trick on me, I'm afraid I would have died!"

After the Blood Pupil Demon Ape felt the horror of that dark golden finger print, he couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"The strength of the early stage of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor dares to make a big statement?"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly.

"Thousand Mountains Shock Killing Technique!"

His hands were sealed, his white hair was flying, and in a few breaths, countless vitality between heaven and earth converged and turned into layers of mountains.

On the mountain, there was light and shadow shining, and then it collided with the dark gold fingerprint.

Jiang Mo This is a purely force-breaking style of play, he wants to use brute force to suppress this six-fingered Dharma King!

Bang!

The overlapping shadows of the mountains and the golden finger prints collided fiercely, and in an instant, a continuous shock wave was generated.

Some of the weaker disciples were crushed into a cloud of blood mist by that shock wave on the spot.

"The Six-Fingered Dharma King is the strongest in the flesh among us, that kid, he actually wants to use his physical brute force to collide with him, it's like looking for death!" the white-haired Dharma King clapped his palms and sneered.

However, as soon as his words fell, he saw that the layers of mountains directly smashed the dark gold fingerprints into one by one, and shattered them on the spot.

"Boy, you actually broke my Heavenly Holy Finger!" The six-fingered Dharma King's expression turned cold, and his face showed a thick look of horror.

"I'm not just going to break your Heavenly Holy Finger, I'll take your life!"

The cold cheer fell, and Jiang Mo's figure, like a ghost, swept out.

None of the people present could see his figure clearly.

Seeing this, the six-fingered Dharma King retreated violently, and there was a rare hint of horror in his pupils.

Even in the face of the White Tiger True Monarch, he had never been so afraid.

"Help me!"

The six-fingered Dharma King sent a plea for help to the other five people, however, the five Dharma Kings were too far away from him, not to mention that they had no time to rescue, even if they came, they were under Jiang Mo's hands, and they didn't want to save people.

"Now, even if the White Tiger Martial Emperor comes forward, you will not be able to escape death. ”

Jiang Mo's voice was like a death scythe, and the moment the words fell, the six-fingered Dharma King only felt that his body was imprisoned by an invisible force and couldn't move at all.

"Die!"

Immediately afterwards, the domineering palm power erupted, directly pinching off the neck of the six-fingered Dharma King, and his divine soul was also crushed!

After doing all this, Jiang Mo let go of his palm, and the body of the six-fingered Dharma King, like a dead dog, fell to the ground.

Quiet!

The entire sky above the White Tiger Temple was as silent as death.

Although the strength of the Six-Fingered Dharma King is at the bottom among several people, he is also a genuine Nine-Star Martial Emperor.

Even if the White Tiger Martial Emperor personally attacked, it would be impossible for him to kill the Six-Fingered Dharma King so neatly.

"That guy's strength is too strong, we must join forces!" said the white-haired Dharma King in a deep voice.

As for Wang Quan, a pair of eyes were about to pop out, he thought that the strength of Wutong and Blood Pupil Demon Ape was strong enough.

Unexpectedly, the white-haired young man was able to kill the six-fingered Dharma King with one move.

What a terrible practice this is?

Even many elders were like this, not to mention those disciples, except for the Dharma King, no one dared to face Jiang Mo's majesty head-on!

"Let's shoot together!"

The five Dharma Kings drank in a deep voice, and they all sacrificed their own weapons and showed their mastery.

An umbrella-shaped weapon urged, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth, and everywhere Jiang Mo looked around, there was darkness.

"In the dark realm of this king, your strength will inevitably be greatly reduced! This king will see how you are still jumping!" A sharp voice spread through the dark realm.

The five Dharma Kings shot out in unison, so powerful that the eyes of almost everyone converged on the umbrella-shaped weapon.

From the outside, the people could see what was going on inside, but the people inside, as far as the eye could see, was all darkness!

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, and you can stop me?"

Jiang Mo sneered, and wisps of cyan flames appeared in his eyes.

Eight Desolations Burning Heavenly Flames!

The blazing heat, in an instant, swept away.

The dark realm formed by the umbrella weapon retreated like melting ice and snow, and in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

However, the cyan flame has the power to burn the sky, burning everything, and in the end, the umbrella-shaped weapon is burning with a raging cyan flame!