Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 2251 the battle with Yuhong

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be a man!"

"Stand up and fight with me, this is definitely your death date!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Yuhong's eyes were full of killing intent.

The breath of Yuhong's body is soaring rapidly at this moment.

At the same time, above Yuhong's fist, the power of thunder and lightning is even more reckless.

The power of thunder and lightning is terrifying, as if anyone's body will be scorched as long as it falls.

"Stand up to fight with you, is my death date?"

"Ants, but no one has ever dared to say such arrogant words in front of the emperor!"

"I will let you know that not everyone has arrogant capital!"

"Just like an ant like you, you don't even have arrogant capital!"

Listening to Yuhong's words, a terrible anger rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Looking at Yuhong, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and the aura on his body rose rapidly.

"Buzz..."

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.

When he reappeared, only Mo Wentian's figure had appeared above Yuhong's head.

Mo Wentian also just punched, directly falling towards Yuhong's head.

Yuhong instantly felt a breath of death, and approached him.

With a punch, Yuhong directly greeted Mo Wentian with a punch.

"boom……"

In the void, a violent collision sounded instantly.

A figure flew out directly.

"This... how is this possible? Why did Yuhong fly upside down, but Mo Wentian is not injured at all!"

"Yuhong's strength is comparable to that of the late emperor, even the peak of emperor, he is not Mo Wentian's opponent?"

"Yuhong was in a battle with the monster beast, and suffered a serious injury, otherwise how could Mo Wentian be his opponent!"

"Yes, this Mo Wentian is just taking advantage of Yuhong's injury. If Yuhong is in its heyday, he can't be Yuhong's opponent at all!"

"Yuhong wants to **** the ghost stone from Mo Wentian's hands. It seems that it is not that simple!"

...

One after another, there was a discussion.

They looked at Mo Wentian and Yuhong, with their eyes unblinking, as if they were afraid of missing something wonderful.

However, I can't tell why, even though Yuhong's cultivation base is much stronger than Mo Wentian.

But at this moment, a premonition rose in their hearts.

In this war, the final winner will not be Yuhong.

"Boss, really is the boss!"

"This Yuhong is not the boss's opponent!"

Looking at the void, the corners of the fat man's mouth couldn't help raising a curve.

"Boy, you..."

"How can your strength be so strong? Isn't your cultivation level in the early stage of the talented Tianzun?"

At this moment, Yuhong recovered from the shock, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes couldn't hide the impressive way.

At this moment, Yuhong's breath fluctuated endlessly.

"Yes, my cultivation base is only in the early days of Tianzun!"

"But ants, do you know?"

"The strength of some people is not measured by their cultivation base!"

"Do you know who this is?"

Mo Wentian proudly stood in the void, said with disdain.

If this Yuhong was in its heyday, he could still fight him, but this Yuhong would have been injured.

If he does his best, this Yuhong is just his enemy of several tricks.

If it wasn't for Mo Wentian not wanting to behead Yuhong so quickly, and wanting to keep him slowly beheaded, so as to frighten others, Mo Wentian would have taken action and directly beheaded Yuhong.

"who?"

"Who's strength is not measured by cultivation base?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yuhong almost blurted out subconsciously.

"Tianjiao!"

Indifferent words came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

At this moment, Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, like a peerless king, independent of the world.

Why not eat, Mo Wentian looking at the void at this moment, as if looking at a king.

At the same time, Mo Wentian, a king-like coercion spread even more.

"Tianjiao?"

He muttered to himself, Yu Hong's eyes were full of awe.

"You ant, in fact, you don't understand what the Emperor said to you!"

"Don't you still want to take the ghost stone from the emperor's hands?"

"If you want to fight, then fight, don't waste this emperor's time!"

Suddenly, it seemed that he was thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light, a cold voice.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura was like a rainbow.

"Don't waste your time?"

"Mo Wentian, you are extremely arrogant, I can't do a trick, you really haven't put me in your eyes!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in Yuhong's eyes skyrocketed.

It's just that Yuhong said so, but in Yuhong's heart, there was a touch of retreat.

"The war is about to begin again, Yuhong still has a trick. I think it's hard to say who the final winner of this war is!"

"Yes, after all, Yuhong is the perfect cultivation base of Tianzun, and the strength is even beyond the later stage of the Emperor. I think the winner of this battle is Yuhong!"

"The strong or the strong, how could it be comparable to an ant!"

"Mo Wentian is really arrogant, he is still proactively provoking Yuhong!"

"Provoking Yuhong, he is definitely looking for death!"

...

Seeing Yuhong's aura soaring, countless warriors began to discuss.

They looked at Mo Wentian, and there was even more doubt in their eyes.

After all, the cultivation bases of the two are all placed here.

Mo Wentian's cultivation base is not as good as Yuhong, but Mo Wentian's strength just now made them somewhat impressive.

These warriors are actually among the top forty warriors, and their goal is to win the ghost stone.

But at this moment, they had forgotten even their main purpose, and they were all watching the battle between Mo Wentian and Yuhong.

It seemed that the battle between Mo Wentian and Yuhong was even more important than the fact that they won the ghost stone and entered the top ten of the ranking.

"Boss, this Yuhong is the master of thunder and lightning in the rainy world, boss, be careful!"

But at this moment, watching Mo Wentian and Yuhong are about to fight, a touch of worry rose in Fatty's eyes.

"Ok!"

Hearing what the fat man said, Mo Wentian just hummed and nodded.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared behind Yu Hong.

Mo Wentian's Shenlong Fist blasted towards Yuhong's back instantly.

"Roar..."

At the moment when Mo Wentian shot his hand, the dragon's roar resounded instantly.

A series of phantom dragons roared from Mo Wentian's fist.

"Boy, it seems that you still have some strength!"

"It's just that you are a mere dragon, you want to deter me, my thunder and lightning can't be afraid!"

Looking at the phantom of the dragon roaring towards him in the void, Yuhong's eyes suddenly shrank, and said coldly.

Immediately, Yuhong's hands were raised above his head, and at the moment when Yuhong's hands were raised above his head, lightning flashed and thundered in the void.

The countless power of thunder and lightning gathered towards Yuhong's fist.

At the same time, the breath of Yuhong's body rose rapidly.

"If you are not afraid, then come to fight!"

An icy voice sounded, Mo Wentian's fighting spirit was terrifying.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's punch directly blasted towards Yuhong.

"Thunder and lightning fist, destruction!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's punch, Yuhong shouted angrily, and the reckless fist of the power of thunder and lightning greeted Mo Wentian.

"Want to kill me?"

"You're still tender!"

Looking at Yuhong, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and the Shenlong Fist blasted towards Yuhong's fist.