Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1202 Imprisonment
"Damn it! Dance of the Earth God!"

Seeing that the black hammer was about to fall, Fan Xue's face changed wildly.

The huge hammer body, with black fire flowing, released a terrifying high temperature.

It also seems to contain the most terrifying power in the world, and when a hammer falls, it feels like the sky is falling apart.

Without a second thought, Fan Xue displayed a heaven-level martial art that the Lord of the Underground Palace once bestowed on him.

At the beginning, Fan Xue blocked a sword for the Lord of the Underground Palace, and that sword almost killed Fan Xue.

In order to reward Fan Xue, the lord of the underground palace, he bestowed a low-level martial art.

This is the dance of the earth gods!
"Huh, huh..."

The gang wind howled wildly, and Fan Xue held the long knife of the wind in his hand, waving it non-stop, like a demon god.

The black sledgehammer smashed down without hesitation, and the surrounding space, like glazed glass, burst open inch by inch.

The terrifying collision of forces, the endless wind blades, wanted to overwhelm the power of the black giant hammer.

However, the final result was that Fan Xue was in a state of embarrassment. The dance of the earth gods he performed was an attempt to bear the hammer with his physical strength.

As a result, the terrifying power that was like an upside-down mountain and river directly caused his body to be knocked thousands of feet away in an instant.

Even the Heaven Rank Martial Arts couldn't bridge the gap in strength between him and Huo Ying.

puff...

In the end, Fan Xue forcibly stopped his retreating figure. In his chest, the fiery force was still tumbling, which made him spurt out a big mouthful of blood.

"I still underestimated Sakura's potential, this guy..."

Jiang Mo smacked his lips. He never thought that the strength of Huo Ying would be so terrifying.

I don't know that there is no potential for continued growth in the future.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Fan Xue was repelled, only to see Huo Ying's small hand move, and the black giant hammer instantly turned into long black fire whips.

Countless black fire whips intertwined to form a fire net, which fell directly in the air, trapping Fan Xue in it.

"This thing also wants to trap the old man? If the old man wants to leave, no one can stop him!"

Fan Xue gave a cold snort of disdain, and then moved his body, trying to break through the fire net.

chi chi-
However, he soon realized that the net of black fire was simply beyond his reach.

The palm he stretched out was immediately burned into black charcoal.

The temperature of this black fire is too terrifying!
"Quickly release this old man, I am the old man of Baipao Pavilion in the underground palace!"

Seeing that his strength could not suppress Huo Ying, Fan Xue couldn't help but roared at Jiang Mo.

"Let you go? Just now, you want to take my life. If I let you go, wouldn't I put myself in danger?"

Jiang Mo asked back.

This Fan Xue's arrogant attitude really made Jiang Mo very unhappy.

"Even if you don't let the old man go, do you think Zhentian Pavilion can keep you safe for the rest of your life?"

Fan Xue snorted coldly and said.

Even as a prisoner, he has no sense of restraint.

"Since your mouth is so hard, you'd better die!"

Jiang Mo opened his mouth and ordered Huoying to directly refine the old guy into nothingness.

However, at this time a middle-aged man came out and said, "Master Pavilion Master, no!"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Mo frowned, glanced at the middle-aged monk, and asked.

"My name is Mo Feng. I just joined Zhentian Pavilion not long ago. However, I know that the underground palace is so powerful that many gold-level forces keep secrets about them!"

It was still very stressful for Mo Feng to talk directly with Jiang Mo, he said with sweat on his forehead.

"Do you know the underground palace?" Jiang Mo asked.

"That's right, the Underground Palace has only become famous in the Land of Return in the last few hundred years. The reason why they make those gold-level forces afraid is because..."

Mo Feng told about this historical origin, which made Jiang Mo frown.

This underground palace is mysterious and powerful, even more difficult than Miluo Tiangong!

"Then, your suggestion is that I just let him go?"

Jiang Mo smiled.

It is absolutely impossible to let go.

This person is so arrogant, if he let Fan Xue go just because of the strength of the underground palace, then they will not be able to act as a domineering power over Zhentian Pavilion in the future?

"The young ones dare not make suggestions, but tell the Pavilion Master to proceed with caution." Mo Feng said, wiping the cold sweat off his brow.

"Sakura, catch him!"

Jiang Mo smiled and said.

Fan Xue was trapped by the net of black fire, and he didn't dare to move at all. He said, "What do you want?"

"How? You should thank Mo Feng. If it weren't for him, you would be dead now."

Jiang Mo sneered.

Fan Xue looked at Jiang Mo's eyes, and the other party definitely didn't look like he was joking.

Just now, Jiang Mo really wanted to kill him.

"Are you crazy? An old Baipao Pavilion fell here, and the underground palace will send countless strong men to encircle and suppress Zhentian Pavilion."

Fan Xue growled.

He is not afraid of monks who are stronger than him, but he is afraid that those monks will not follow the rules.

If this is the case, even if there is a huge monster like the underground palace standing behind him, it will not help.

"Prison him! In addition, temporarily seal his cultivation."

Jiang Mo said.

Now that Fan Xue is trapped, he is already a lamb at the mercy of others. If it weren't for what Mo Feng said, he would really be dead.

It was not difficult for Jiang Mo to seal Fan Xue's cultivation.

"Continue to practice! You have also seen that the enemies of Zhentian Pavilion are getting stronger and stronger. You need to grow up and share your worries for Zhentian Pavilion!"

Jiang Mo said to the disciples and elders below.

Everyone nodded, they knew it clearly.

Both myself and Zhentian Pavilion are prosperous and both are prosperous, and both are damaged.

Fan Xue was finally imprisoned in the water prison of Zhentian Pavilion, and Jiang Mo also sent several powerful monks to guard there.

Not afraid of him escaping.

However, on the third day of Fan Xue's detention, he used all his energy to condense a small wind blade.

The wind blade cut open in the palms of his left and right palms, and there was a faint black stream flowing in the dark red blood.

"Buzz, buzz..."

Fan Xue's mouth moved slightly, and syllables came out of his mouth. The black air in the blood became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into tiny black butterflies.

The black butterfly flew out of the deep water prison without attracting anyone's attention.

"Hmph, damn boy, wait until the strong man from my underground palace arrives. It's time for you to kneel down and tremble!"

After Fan Xue used his last strength, he was already very weak.

The black butterfly can pass the information here back.

It won't be long before the strong man from the underground palace will come.

At that time, the real Jinpao Pavilion elder will come in person, no matter how powerful Zhentian Pavilion is, he must bow his head and submit to the slaughter!
After Fan Xue thought of this, a look of coldness appeared on his face.

He wanted that white-haired boy to kneel in front of him and try the humiliation he suffered today!

(End of this chapter)