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Chaotic Sword God Chapter 1455

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, I saw the Seal of the Dragon Seal, which appeared directly in Mo Wentian's hands.

Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and quickly printed one by one.

Along with Mo Wentian's one-by-one Indian tactics, the Dragon Dragon Seal quickly skyrocketed, but within a few breaths, it had skyrocketed to a hundred feet.

"go to hell!"

With a swift sip, Mo Wentian's hand waved, and the Dragon Seal of the Void in the Void, smashed directly towards the blade spirit of the Dragon Blade.

"Boy, why do you have such a terrible artifact?"

"This is impossible?"

Looking at the immortal Dragon Seal Seal and the Spirit of the Dragon Blade, the look changed instantly.

The power on the Seal of the Dragon Seal is really terrible!

At this moment, the blade spirit of You Dragon Blade just wants to escape quickly.

It was just that he had not returned to God, and the Dragon Seal Xi had already hit him.

The subliminal Spirit of the Dragon Blade can only soar in shape and collide with the Dragon Seal.

"boom……"

A violent collision came.

In the void, a clear blue figure was seen, and flew directly out.

"puff……"

The next moment, a spit of blood spurted out from the blade spirit of You Dragon Blade.

"Little cricket ant, Bendi said, there is nothing impossible with Bendi?"

At this moment, Mo Wentian stepped forward and came directly to Youlong Blade Spirit. Looking at the lingering blade spirit in front of him, Mo Wentian gave a slight grin and raised a wicked smile.

The dragon dragon blade spirit in front of you, Mo Wentian is really not in his eyes.

The Blade Spirit of You Dragon Blade is not just his opponent in strength, even if it is in the spirit, the Blade Spirit of You Dragon Blade is definitely not an opponent of Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian's cultivation is that although there is only the Heavenly King's perfection, Mo Wentian's spirit has reached a terrible level of 800 feet, which is comparable to the emperor's completeness.

But the soul of the Dragon Dragon and Blade Spirit in front of you is only five hundred feet.

Mo Wentian wants to slay the blade spirit of You Dragon Blade, but it is a breeze!

"Boy, you ..."

"Why do you have such a terrible artifact, this artifact is already comparable to the Dragon Blade!"

The voice of Mo Wentian came, and then Blade Spirit returned to God.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Ling's eyes were unbelievable.

"This thing is just made by the Emperor casually!"

"What? Is this hard to come by?"

Mo Wentian looked at Blade Spirit, his face clouded and light.

As if what Mo Wentian said just now is true.

"Are you going to make it casually?"

"This is impossible?"

"If you can make the artifact of the early imperial court, why do you come to my secret room?"

Nana whispered in her mouth.

Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something, and there was a flash of light in Blade Spirit's eyes, and he asked quickly.

I have to say that the spirit of the Dragon Blade is not too stupid.

I do n’t know if Tian really can make the artifacts of the early emperor casually, then he does n’t need to come to this secret room.

There are many people who come to this secret room of Youlong clan. Their purpose is nothing more than one, that is, to take down the Youlong blade.

"Shut up, it's our boss's business to be our boss. You are not qualified to ask questions!"

"Little ants, what you should think about now is how you are going to live!"

Mo Wentian had not spoken yet, and a figure flashed before Mo Wentian.

Looking at Blade Spirit, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of cold eyes.

"How do you want to live?"

Looking at Xiaoyan in front of him, there was a look of suspicion in Blade's eyes.

"The emperor can give you a chance to surrender to the emperor or die!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's body spread like a king of coercion.

You Xun said that the blade spirit of You Dragon Blade has not yet surrendered anyone. The reason why he stayed in the You Dragon family honestly is because he belongs to the You Dragon family.

This blade spirit is not subject to others, Mo Wentian's favorite thing is to do challenging things.

The Dragon Spirit of the Dragon Blade has not surrendered to anyone, so let him ask him if he asks!

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.

"Submit or die?"

"Boy, are you dreaming?"

"I'm the strongest man at the peak of the Emperor, and you're just the perfect state of the Emperor. If it weren't for your seal, you wouldn't even be able to stop me!"

After hearing that, the spirit of Youlong Blade stood up, looked at Mo Wentian, and laughed wildly.

It looked as if he had heard some funny jokes.

In the spirit of Blade Spirit, Blade Spirit attributed all the power of Mo Wentian's blow to the Dragon Seal Seal.

As for Mo Wentian, he did not look at all.

"Can't you stop it?"

"It seems that you are very skeptical of the strength of the Emperor!"

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and the voice of Mo Wentian was extremely deep.

"Boy, the cultivation of the ant realm, you want to make it difficult for people to doubt it?"

Blade spirit stood proudly in the void, looking at Mo Wentian, a look of disdain rose in his eyes.

"well!"

"Xiao Yi, since you don't believe in the strength of the Emperor, why not make a bet with him?"

Seems to be thinking, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a sly light.

In front of the spirit of the Dragon Blade, Mo Wentian thinks that he is not a person who can easily surrender.

It's like a kid, naughty!

In this case, naturally, you cannot use ordinary methods to treat this blade spirit.

"bet?"

"What bet?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Ling was curious.

"Fight with Bendi!"

"If the Emperor wins, you will submit to the Emperor!"

Mo Wentian's expression suddenly became serious, and his voice was extremely deep.

"Battle with you?"

"You won your surrender?"

"Hahahaha ..."

"Boy, do you think this is a bet?"

"You're just killing yourself!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Blade Spirit laughed wildly.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian was betting on him where he was, and he was simply trying to die.

"Don't have so much nonsense, in a word, dare to block this game with the emperor?"

The cold voice sounded. In Mo Wentian's eyes, the cold eyes could not help but shrink.

"bet!"

"You die, this seat will complete you!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the blade spirit suddenly became serious, and quickly agreed.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian had a small Heavenly King consummated. He wanted to beheaded, but it was an easy task.

Do not dare to die if asked, why didn't he dare to fight?

The opposite Mo Wentian, watching him promise to come down, but there was a smile of evil.

Don't ask Tian Tian, ​​this blade spirit promised.

For the victory over this blade spirit, Mo Wentian has full confidence in his heart!