Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1114 Xiao Xiao's Fear

"Boy, this is the king-level perfect artifact Thunder Flame Whip!"

"Under the whip of Miss Ben, even the Emperor in the early days of the Emperor, even if she died, she would peel off the skin!"

"Boy, today your ants in the middle of the King of Heaven, it is your honor to die under my Thunderflame!"

Looking at Mo Wutian's horrified look, Mu Ruxue thought that Mo Wutian was afraid, and his face was arrogant.

As if at this moment, she has seen the end of Mo Wentian's tragic death under her thunderbolt.

"is it?"

"Thunderbolt, I think the power of the thunder and lightning and the power of the flames are not bad. If the power of the flames is taken down to refining the elixir for this emperor, it should be good!

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian's mouth slightly grinned, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Refining elixir is not bad?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"Thunder Flame Whip!"

"Thunder and lightning, smoke for me!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words that are even more arrogant than himself, in the eyes of Mu Ruxue, the killing intention is terrible.

With a cold drink, holding the Thunder Flame Whip, he raised it directly above his head.

"Booming ..."

As the thunder flame of Mu Ruxue lifted his head, I saw a flash of thunder and lightning in the void.

The next moment, a terrible thunderbolt gathered together above the Thunderflame.

And at this moment, the whole body of wood like snow is extremely hot, as if the power of flames that can burn all things is even more wanton.

Immediately, the forces of the flames also gathered towards the Thunderflame Whip.

For a long time, the wood in the void was like snow, and the breath on his body was immense, even compared to the early days of the emperor, it was not much worse.

"Thunder Flame Whip!"

"Draw!"

The next moment, with a cold drink, Mu Ruxue held the Thunder Flame Whip and drew directly towards Mo Wentian.

"The power above this Thunderflame Whip is so strong!"

"But under my Sky Devourer, all are ants!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Lei Yan's whip that was drawn towards him in an instant, and there was a cold coldness in his eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian didn't retreat at all, holding the Devouring Sword in his hand, and chopped down directly towards the Thunder Whip.

"Hmm ..."

"boom……"

The sound of collision came.

I saw in the void that the Devouring Sword and the Thunder Flame Whip collided together, sparks were fired.

"What kind of sword is this kid's sword?"

"How can the sword qi on this sword be so strong that under my thunder flame whip, it is still intact, and the sword qi has entered my body?"

After a violent collision, Mu Ruxue's body moved backward hundreds of feet.

Slightly hesitated, looking back, looking at Mo Wentian who had just taken a few steps back, Mu Ruxue's eyes were full of suspense.

The Devouring Sword looks bland, but on top of the Devouring Sword, the mysterious patterns are extremely mysterious.

Even Mo Wentian now doesn't know what kind of artifact is this Heavenly Devouring Sword.

"How is wood like snow?"

"The Emperor is just a light sword, you have already been hurt by my sword!"

"Looking at the ten artifacts and elixir you provided to the emperor, the emperor gives you one last chance to hand over everything you have, and the emperor will spare you his life!"

Mo Wentian looked at the sturdy wood like snow, and said with a slight grin.

For this sword, Mo Wentian displayed only 40-50% of his strength.

But this is only 40% to 50% of the strength, Mu Ruxue has been defeated, and has been injured.

If Mo Wentian exerts his full strength, Mu Ruxue has now become a dead body.

The reason why Mo Wentian didn't directly kill the wood like snow was that Mo Wentian had already felt the hidden breath in the dark.

Although this hidden breath is just the fulfillment of the King of Heaven, although Mo Wentian is not afraid, he does not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Boy, don't you think about it!"

"Thunder Flame Whip!"

"Interlocking!"

The sound of cold drinking sounded, and I saw Mu Ruxue dancing Lei Yan's whip in his hand.

The Thunderblade whip in the void changed instantly, but only for a moment, the dozens of feet of Thunderblade whip were locked in the void.

And with the Lei Yanshen whip interlocking, the power of the Lei Yanshen whip is even more boundless.

"If you don't hand it in, that's no wonder the Emperor!"

"Bite your sword!"

"Breaking the sword!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Mantian's eyes flickered endlessly.

Looking at the sky-roaring wood Ruxue in the void, Mo Wentian held the Heavenly Devouring Sword. At this moment, Mo Wentian's breath rose again.

The next moment, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian broke the sword again, and beheaded towards Mu Ruxue in the void.

"not good!"

"This power is more than several times stronger than that just now!"

Feeling the breath of Mo Wentian's body soaring, Mu Ruxue's eyes were full of impressive looks.

At this moment, she really believed what Mo Wentian said. The original power of Mo Wentian was only 40% to 50%.

"Thunder Flame Whip, break me!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian Yijian fell directly towards the Lei Yan God Whip in the void.

"Do not……"

"My Thunder Flame Whip, can't be broken!"

Looking at Mo Wentian a sword fell towards Lei Yan Shen, Mu Ruxue exclaimed.

The next moment, I wanted to put away the Thunderblade of the Void.

"It's time to take it back, it's late!"

The cold voice sounded, and in the eyes of Mo Wentian, Han Mang trembled endlessly.

"what……"

"Do not……"

"Miss save me!"

...

At this moment, screams of begging for mercy resounded in the void.

"Ming Feng!"

Listening to this scream, Mu Ruxue's eyes could not help but widen, exclaimed.

I saw that Ming Feng's body at this moment had been scrambled up by a hundred-foot-long divine dragon, and her face was extremely blushing.

Her neck was pinched by Xiao's body, as if Ming Xiao's neck would be broken with a little force.

"Wood is like snow, this thunder flame whip belongs to the emperor!"

Mo Mutian flashed into the void directly at the moment when Mu Ruxue was a god.

Reach out and wipe off the connection between Mu Shixue and the dozens of flames in the void.

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, the flame whip fell honestly into Mo Wentian's hands.

"My Flame Whip ..."

"This ... how is this possible?"

"How can you erase my connection with the Flame Whip in an instant?"

Feeling that the connection between the flame whip and himself disappeared, Mu Ruxue turned back instantly, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were lost.