Devouring Heaven Sword God

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"Uncle San, what shall we do now?"

Looking at the man, Red asked in a low voice.

"How to do?"

In the eyes of the man, a dazzling light passed, and then said lightly: "Wait ..."

"Wait!"

The light flashed in red eyes.

"How can the little Sword King Pavilion block the Qing Family and the Hades Palace? Now that the Emperor is out, he is most grateful. If he waits for his Sword King Pavilion to die ..."

In the eyes of the man, a touch of confident smile rose.

"Rescuing when the sword king's pavilion is about to die ..."

Hongyi took a deep breath, for some reason, suddenly there was a hunch in Hongyi's heart, Jianwangge, maybe ...

"I think about it, how can a small sword gate in the southern region block the Qing Family and the Hades Palace!"

Red smiled bitterly, and then his eyes fell again on the figure in the void.

In the void, Mo Wentian and the two Emperor Sword Emperors turned into battle.

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation is only three turns to the sword emperor, but one sword is wielded, the power of each sword of Mo Wentian is comparable to the average seven-turn sword emperor. Zhuanhuang, battles are comparable!

"Oh!"

The sound of two metal collisions came, and Mo Wentian stepped back a dozen steps.

The two eight-turn sword emperors also quickly retreated.

"This boy, it's so powerful!"

The two elders looked dignified, and they found out after fighting Mo Motian, how terrible Mo Motian was. Every collision, except for the terrible sword Yuanli.

There was also a terrible power that passed into them.

"This kid is so wicked. If he doesn't die today, he will surely become a big problem for my young family!"

The two old men looked at each other and saw the killing intention in the other's eyes. Such a terrible talent, if Mo Wentian grows up, he may become ...

Supreme Sword Emperor!

"My practice is still too low!"

"If I were the Five-Turn Sword Emperor, I would be enough to kill the two men with one sword!"

Mo Wentian is proudly empty, his face is extremely indifferent, two eight-turn sword emperors. Now it is not easy to kill Mo Wentian, but it is even more impossible for two sword kings to kill Mo Wentian!

"These two old guys are moving!"

On the thunder carving, in the eyes of the bewitching woman, there was a flash of light.

"Dynamic ..."

Mo Tianjiao and the Mountain Sword Emperor were in awe of eyes.

The relationship has just been inextricably linked, and the two Emperor Sword Emperors have not yet moved!

"This kid can't stop it ..."

Beside the red shirt, the man's eyes also showed a smile.

The two eight-turn sword emperors shot with all their strength.

This is definitely a terrible thing. Mo Wentian, a three-turn sword emperor who wants to block two eight-turn minus sword emperors with all his strength, is impossible!

"Master!"

"Ask me!"

...

In the sword king's pavilion, all eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

"Finally, I'm going to do my best ..."

Mo Wentian said to himself in the mouth, how could the eight-turned sword emperor be so simple.

"Ask me, you will die today!"

"It provokes my young family, that is definitely the worst decision you made!"

An indifferent voice sounded. In the void, Qing Hao stood on the flames of fire. On the two old men, a sharp sword air suddenly burst into the sky.

"boom……"

Aura of vanity vanished, terrible sword spirit, wanton around the two old men.

"Qing Xuan Jianyi!"

"Buzz ..."

The terrible swordsmanship formed a white tiger in the void, and the white tiger, Xiao Xiaoqi wanton, the terrible sword Yuanli, trembling in the void.

"Roar……"

Bai Hu roared and rushed towards Mo Wentian.

"Xuanwu sword meaning!"

"boom!"

Another terrible sword intention also rose.

I saw a number of basalts appearing. With the appearance of this basalt, Mo Wentian seemed to feel that a large mountain was suppressing himself.

"Although the rock attribute is strong, it does not prove that it has no attack power!"

"Strong rock properties can directly suppress opponents and die ..."

The light soared in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then Lei Dijian struck out a sword flower, a thunderbolt, and instantly condensed.

"Blue Dragon Eater!"

"Roar……"

The thunder and lightning sword gasified into a thunder dragon and rushed straight towards the white tiger.

"bump!"

The emptiness trembled madly, the aura was turbulent, and the powerful sword sent the disciples of the sword king court back one by one.

"White tiger sword kill!"

"Buzz ..."

In the void, White Tiger suddenly jumped, opened his **** mouth and bit down at Lei Long, who asked Mo Tian.

"Xuanwu crackdown!"

"boom!"

But the next moment, an extremely heavy force suddenly suppressed Mo Motian's body.

"puff……"

Mo Wentian only felt that a large mountain was suppressed on his body, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

"It's a strong sword. If it weren't for my physique comparable to top-grade imperial weapons, I am afraid I have lost the fighting power ..."

Taking a deep breath, the sword's body is working, and every element of the sword's power is operating in Mowentian.

Do not ask Tian Tian's injuries and recover quickly.

"Rock properties, I will ..."

"Xuanwu bite!"

"Alas ..."

A roar came, and saw a number of basalts appearing on top of Mo Wentian.

"Isn't the endless power of the sword in this kid ..."

The two old men suddenly looked down.

Even if they are not afraid to play so many four elephant swords, but Mo Wentian, it seems that there is no pressure at all!

"White Tiger Eater!"

"Suzaku bite!"

At the next moment, Mo Wentian played two swords again, and Xiao Xiao's intentions rose. Bai Hu roared and threw directly at the two old men.

Suzaku flew, terrible fire power, poured down.

"Mo Wentian, how dare you?"

The two old men looked slightly changed.

"Dare you?"

Mo Wentian sneered, then the figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared into the void.

"Chihiro!"

"Shadow mystery!"

"Buzz ..."

The weird figure filled the void in an instant, and the next moment, a terrible power fell on an old man.

"you dare?"

An angry voice sounded in the void, and in the void, the figure of an old man flew upside down.

"puff……"

Blood was dripping from the old man's mouth, and in the old man's chest, a boxing mark deepened.

"Mo Wentian ..."

On the fire, Qinghao's face changed suddenly.

Although the old man is the Emperor of the Sword, how can the old man's physique be comparable to Mo Wentian, being approached by Mo Wentian, not paying attention, and directly inflicting a serious blow on Mo Wentian.

If it were not for the old man to retreat quickly, now it has fallen into the hands of Mo Wentian.

"Pity……"

In the empty space, Mo Wentian's figure appeared strangely. Looking at the old man who had retreated to the flames of fire, Mo Wutian raised a wicked smile.

If the old man retreated a bit more slowly, then the old man wouldn't think about it ...

Back off!

"The eight-turn sword emperor wants to kill me, Mo Tian, ​​this is a little bit, look at myself ..."

The cold voice sounded again in the sky, Mo Wentian flashed in his hands, two sharp edges appeared again.

"Fire dragon, come out!"

"Iron dragon, show up!"

"Roaring ..." Two roars came, and two dozens of swords, again turned out of the void.