Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 783: Ice and Fire Sword

"Look, the sword in Xiao Yuehen's hand!"

"Is that the legendary ice and fire sword?"

"I think that's right, that's the double sword of ice and fire!"

...

In Tiancheng, the eyes of those Jiuyou disciples are full of astonishment.

"Another king-level peak artifact!"

"Very well, what the Emperor lacks now is all kinds of resources. Since you are so sincere and sent it here, then the Emperor will barely accept it!"

Mo Wentian wasn't surprised at all, but there was a touch of cold coldness in his eyes, a low way.

"Reluctantly accepted?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant, you dare to slap the sword of this king?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuehen's eyes were extremely cold.

"Huh?"

"The artifact of the king-level peak, this emperor is using the puppet? But just to see you sent so sincerely, this emperor holds a reward to play!"

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth, his voice was even more arrogant.

"Datian is so consummate, the reluctance of Ben Jun is so arrogant, I will let you taste the price of arrogance!"

Xiao Yuehen looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of contempt.

He, who is also Tianjiao, how can he allow someone to be more arrogant than him, not to mention that Wu Wentian is a martial artist in a perfect state!

Anyway, he will kill Mo Wentian today!

"What's the price of arrogance?"

Mo Wentian raised a touch of cold coldness in his eyes, so he had a good time.

"dead!"

Hearing that, Xiao Yuemen's eyes were cold.

"dead?"

"The dead is you!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the killing intention suddenly skyrocketed.

"Bite your sword!"

"The sword is breaking!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian gave a cold drink and Tian Tian Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

"Buzz ..."

I saw the sword qi in the void, slowly gathered towards Mo Wentian, the sword qi, as if forming a mysterious formation.

The next moment, as Mo Wentian shot a sword, the void was shattered directly.

"This sword energy is comparable to the early days of Tianjun ..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuehen's eyes were slightly stunned.

Da Tianwei successfully played Tianjun's early strength, and Xiao Yuejin's eyes rose with a cold chill.

"But even if you can play the early strength of Tianjun, in front of Benjun, it's just a ants!"

"dead!"

In Xiao Yuejin's eyes, Leng Ao is unparalleled.

Do not ask Tian to take the initiative to shoot at him. In the middle of Tianjun, plus the king-level peak artifact, how terrible his combat power will be!

How can I even ask him?

"Ice fire double swords!"

"kill!"

"Roar……"

The man shot with a sword, and saw the Divine Sword, the light soared.

The surrounding aura was quickly devoured by the Excalibur.

The breath on the Excalibur is also skyrocketing.

In the void, a hundred-foot-sized fire tiger on the left turned out, while an ice toad of the same size turned out on the right.

I saw the ice and fire in the sky, and looked terrible from afar.

"Fire Tiger, Ice Toad!"

"What a terrible ice and fire sword!"

"Can the ancestors stop it?"

"It's just two attributes. What's weird about it is that eight kinds of sword intentions are just awesome!"

...

In the heavenly city, a sound of discussions sounded.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

...

The voices of Xiaoyan and Magic Sky sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

Immediately, the two figures appeared not far from Mo Wentian, as if they had something to do with Mo Wentian, they would immediately take a shot.

"Fire Tiger, Ice Toad!"

"not bad!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold cold mang rose, the next moment, Mo Wentian sword, beheaded directly towards Xiao Yuehen.

"bump……"

A violent collision came, and the next moment, I saw a figure flying out.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

...

The figures of Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian suddenly appeared beside Mo Wentian.

It wasn't anyone else who flew upside down, it was Mo Wentian.

On the opposite side of the void, Xiao Yuehen, stood proudly without any movement.

"Old ancestors can't beat!"

"After all, the difference in strength is too great!"

"Every ancestor can't stop Xiao Yuejin. It seems that our Jiuyou are really finished this time!"

...

In Tiancheng, the disciples of the Jiuyou clan raised a panic in their eyes.

"Boss, we shot together and killed this kid!"

In the eyes of Xiao Yan and Magic Sky, Han Mang flickered endlessly.

At this moment, Xiao Yan is directly transformed into a dragon, as if the next moment, he is about to rush towards Xiao Yuehen.

"You back down!"

"Just because he wants to kill me!"

Mo Wentian stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the proud Xiao Yuehen, Mo Wentian raised a strong sense of killing.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Although Xiaoyi and Magic Sky wanted to help, but since Mo Wentian said so, they also believed that Mo Wutian took a deep breath and then retreated.

"Kid, kill me the demon sage, the son of the demon king, the daughter of the elder, you will die today!"

"Not only are you going to die, that evil beast, all the disciples in the Jiuyou clan, all will die!"

In the void, Xiao Yuejin's eyes were terrible.

"is it?"

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly.

"Don't be stubborn. If you don't spit out that old blood, you will spit out internal injuries?"

Seems to remember something, Mo asked Tian sneer.

"A bite of old blood?"

"Stuck out internal injuries?"

"My ancestor said, did Xiao Yuejin also be injured?"

...

In the city, the disciple of Jiuyou disciple is full of faces.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Xiao Yuejin's face rose with anger.

When Mo Wentian said so, his right hand trembled.

In fact, in the collision just now, he didn't retreat on the surface, it seemed that he had won, but in fact, he was only trying to suppress the injuries in his body.

Although Mo Wentian flew upside down, he successfully avoided most of the forces.

Although Mo Wentian was in a perfect condition, his sword was actually beheaded on him.

"puff……"

The next moment, Xiao Yuejin's mouth spit out blood.

"Don't hold you back long ago, how good it is to spit it out!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth slightly lifted, and the evil smile on his face was wanton.

"Xiao Yuejin was hurt!"

"I thought our ancestors couldn't stop it, but I didn't expect that the strong man in the middle of Xiao Yuejin Tianjun was injured under the sword of his ancestor!"

"The ancestors are so strong, we Jiuyou are still saved!"

...

In Tiancheng, the figures looked at the void, and the expressions on everyone's faces changed instantly.

The original anxiety disappeared and replaced with joy.

"The emperor's purple emperor's body broke through to a perfect state. Even the warriors in the late days of the heavenly emperor, they still wanted to kill the emperor!"

"Xiao Yuejin, die!"

With a cold drink, I saw Mo Wen step forward in the sky, the Devouring Sword trembled in his hands.