Devouring Heaven Sword God

Biquge www.wuxiaspot.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of Sword God!

Chapter 1792 Yu Hao

"Bite your sword!"

"Breaking the sword!"

The sound of angry drinking sounded, Mo Wentian Yijian shot directly and cut it towards Yu Hao.

"Boy, it's not so easy to kill me!"

Looking at Mo Wentian chopped towards himself, Yu Hao's eyes narrowed, the killing in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed.

"Lei Qilin gloves!"

The next moment, Yu Hao gave a cold drink.

"Booming ..."

A fierce explosion sounded, and in the void, a pair of wildly powerful gloves thundered appeared in the void.

With the emergence of the gloves, a huge Lei Qilin also appeared in the void.

On Lei Qilin, the power of thunder and lightning was terrible.

That Lei Qilin looked at Mo Wentian, the power of thunder and lightning in his eyes was immense, and at the same time, Lei Qilin's mouth was even wider.

"Thunder!"

With a cold drink, Lei Qilin's gloves in the Void Meeting were instantly set on Yu Hao's body.

With Yu Hao putting Lei Qilin's gloves on, Yu Hao's power rose again.

The power of thunder and lightning was even more wanton in Yu Hao's whole body.

"dead!"

A dead word fell, and Yu Hao greeted directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Roar ..."

And at the moment Yu Hao's shot, the imposing Lei Qilin in the void roared.

Opening his **** mouth, he swallowed towards Mo Wentian.

"Lei Qilin gloves?"

"Miss, this is Lei Qilin's gloves. This Lei Qilin's gloves are the artifact of the imperial peak!"

"Mo Wentian, this is unstoppable!"

"Miss, shall we take it?"

Looking at the scene in the void, Yinger, not far away, had a tight heart and a tense look.

"Yinger, don't underestimate Mo Wentian!"

"Our identity does not allow us to shoot at will. We cannot show up until the critical moment of life and death!"

Listening to Ying'er at the moment, Mo Qingqing's brow frowned even more.

But the next moment, it seemed to be remembering something, Mo Qingqing's expression changed slightly, indifferent Tao.

The worry in Mo Qingqing's heart is not less than Yinger's. She also wanted to solve this problem.

But she had encountered Yu Hao, her identity. Yu Hao knew that she couldn't let her identity leak out.

Once her identity is leaked, the consequences are unimaginable.

Thinking about this, Mo Qingqing's eyes flashed a complex light, and the slim hand was holding it tightly at the moment.

"Miss, this is an emergency!"

"Lei Qilin's gloves are the artifact of the imperial peak, coupled with Yu Hao's cultivation, Mo Wentian can't stop it!"

"Yu Hao's blow, I'm afraid it will kill Mo Wentian!"

In Yinger's heart, there was only one idea at the moment, and that was to get rid of Mo Wentian.

In her opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation was so bad that he couldn't stop Yu Hao's two punches at all.

"Yinger ..."

Hearing, Mo Qingqing's expression, extremely cold, shouted coldly.

"Miss ..."

Mo Qingqing had a hard time talking to her like this. Looking at Mo Qingqing's cold face, Yinger's heart, although she wanted to take a shot, could not hold back.

But his eyes looked at the void again, looking at the figure.

In her heart, she secretly prayed, praying that Mo Wentian could block Yu Hao.

"Lei Qilin gloves?"

"This glove is pretty good!"

"It would be nice if you punched me in!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian, looking at Yu Hao who was blasting towards him, put his eyes on Lei Qilin's gloves.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's heart was not thinking about how to block Yu Hao, but taking away Lei Qilin's gloves.

"Boy, it's almost dead. Since you are still the Lei Qilin gloves of the Master of the Sect?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Yu Hao's eyes narrowed.

Two punches blasted directly towards Mo Wentian's chest.

"Hmm ..."

"boom……"

But just when Yu Hao's two punches were about to hit Mo Wentian's chest, a flashing cold sword blocked Mo Wutian's chest.

"I want to kill this emperor!"

"You don't have this ability yet!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian cast a sword directly.

"boom……"

The next moment, in the void, two figures flew directly backwards.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

Mo Wentian's face paled instantly.

"Buzz ..."

When Mo Wentian moved, several pills of elixir appeared in his hands. Without any hesitation, Mo Wentian threw it directly into his mouth.

With the swallowing of a few pills, Mo Wentian's volatile breath instantly stabilized a lot.

"Tianzun Pinnacle!"

"Sure enough!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Yu Hao on the opposite side, Mo Wentian's eyes were a bit difficult to hide.

Originally, Mo Wentian thought that his sixth-level Kowloon holy body had reached the peak of his immortal body. It was not difficult to compete with Yu Hao.

But I did not expect that the power of Tianzun at its peak was so much stronger than that of Tianzun.

Yu Hao's strength really exceeded Mo Wentian's expectations.

"Miss, block!"

"Mo Wentian blocked Yu Hao's two punches, and was only slightly injured!"

Yinger, not far away, also recovered from the shock.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ying'er's eyes were a little incredible.

"But not only was he blocked and slightly injured, he also hurt Yu Hao!"

Mo Qingqing seemed to have found something, and the corner of his mouth gave a slight grin, raising a radian of the road.

"Hurt Yu Hao?"

Nana whispered in her mouth, Ying Er's eyes looked towards Yu Hao.

"Huh ..."

As Yinger looked towards Yu Hao, Yu Hao groaned, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Miss, this ..."

"Yu Hao is really hurt!"

"Mo Wentian's strength, why is it so strong? Isn't his cultivation in the middle of the Emperor?"

Looking at Yu Hao's injury, Yinger's heart became more and more arrogant, and quickly asked.

"Some people's strength is not measured by cultivation!"

Mo Qingqing's eyes looked at Mo Wentian, and she didn't even know that the arc of the corner of her mouth was very rich at this moment.

"Some people's strength is not measured by cultivation?"

"Miss, who are you talking about?"

Listening to Mo Qingqing's words, Yinger's face was full of doubts, and it was almost a subconscious question.

"Mo Wentian in front of me!"

The powerful voice sounded, and Mo Qingqing's expression was extremely firm.

"Ok!"

Wen Yan, Yinger nodded in agreement.

And just as Mo Qingqing and Yinger were discussing, the old man and the old man in the void nodded with satisfaction.

For Mo Wentian, their hearts became more and more recognized.