Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1463: The Battle Plan

Despite the self-confidence of Youzhan, you can't say why. The disciples of the Youlong clan have a bad feeling in their hearts.

You wo n’t win this battle, and their Youlong tribe cannot win it.

"Master Patriarch, we believe in you!"

"Master Patriarch, we all listen to you. We first leave the Xuan Shen Temple, first leave the Youlong Clan, and wait for the Patriarch to take away our Youlong Clan, and we will return!"

"Yes, patriarch, we believe you must be able to kill Mo Wentian's kid!"

"Master Patriarch, take care!"

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Each figure said, even turned around and ran towards the direction of the Central Region.

The speed and expression of that departure is exactly the same as that of You Zhan just now. They are not like leaving simply, but more like escape.

They seem to be afraid that the battle will change their minds and let them stay.

It was only a moment, countless figures had disappeared.

In situ, there is only one battle left.

"These people are not people who truly support the patriarch!"

"A group of people who are afraid of death can't make the climate!"

Looking at the direction in which the Youlong disciples left, Yuzhan's eyes narrowed, and his face was full of disappointment.

And the next moment, a salty and sweet taste poured out again.

"puff……"

A bite of blood squirted out of his mouth again.

"Mo Wentian, I must kill you!"

"You wait for me, you owe me today, I must find it!"

Wiping the blood on the corner of the mouth, in the eyes of Youzhan, the killing intention is terrible.

Today all that he endured was attributed to Mo Wentian!

"Right, old beast owner!"

Suddenly, it seems to be remembering something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a light.

The next moment, without any hesitation, the figure flickered and disappeared into the void.

And with the battle left, in front of the secret room of the Youlong clan.

Mo Wentian stepped forward and headed directly into the back room.

Xiao Yan and others saw this and quickly followed up.

"Monarch, wait a minute!"

Just then, a tender voice came.

Immediately, a figure came towards Mo Wentian.

"What is it?"

Mo Wentian turned his head and looked at the Blade Spirit of Youlong Blade, his expression was indifferent.

"Back to the Emperor, the You Dragon Blade is indeed in this secret room, but it is not so easy for the Emperor to take this You Dragon Blade!"

"The spirit of the Dragon Blade is not just me!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in the eyes of the blade spirit, there was a touch of refined light, a deep voice.

"what?"

"Isn't it just you?

"Is there another blade that doesn't work?"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of impressive looks.

There are war spirits in this artifact, and Mo Wentian is not surprised at all, but he has never heard of two war spirits in one artifact.

For a moment, Mo Wentian was still a little stunned. When he returned to God, Mo Wutian still had some difficulties in his eyes.

"Yes!"

"Monarch, there are really two war spirits in the Dragon Blade!"

"My attribute is ice, while the other Spirit is fire!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the blade spirit said low.

"Boss, this You Dragon Blade is too weird!"

"There are two war spirits with fire attributes and ice attributes. This is unheard of!"

Listening to Blade Spirit's words, Xiaoyan's eyes flashed a light.

"It's really weird!"

"Blade Spirit, how powerful is this Fire Blade Spirit?"

Mo Wentian nodded.

But the next moment, what seemed to be thinking, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked coldly towards the blade of fire.

"The strength of Fireblade Spirit?"

"This……"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the blade spirit's expression suddenly dignified.

"Say!"

A word spit out from Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian's look was extremely cold.

"Yes, the lord!"

"Huo Blade Spirit's strength is much better than me, I am afraid it is not much worse than the patriarch of the Youlong family!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian's expression changed suddenly, Blade Spirit did not dare to hesitate, and said quickly.

"Compared to the strength of Youzhan, it's not much worse?"

"This strength is not very strong!"

After hearing the words, Mo Wentian's tight brows even stretched out, and his eyes flashed a little light.

"Isn't it strong?"

"Monarch, what do you want?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Ling's face was puzzled.

"You summon this Fireblade Spirit, Bendi will meet him!"

"It won't be too late to get rid of the Dragon Blade before solving him!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's breath quickly skyrocketed.

At the same time, the Devouring Heavenly Sword in his hand trembled.

It seems that it has felt that the battle is coming soon.

"Emperor ..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Ling opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Blade spirit, don't hurry up!"

"Boss asks you to do it, you do it!"

Seeing the blade spirit dumbfounded, Xiaoyan said quickly.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"I will summon it right away!"

Xiao Yan's voice came, and Blade Spirit quickly agreed.

The next moment, Sword Spirit sat cross-legged, and made countless imprints in his hands.

With the innumerable printing methods, the temperature in the closet suddenly increased by several degrees.

The fiery atmosphere was swept towards Mo Wentian and others.

"Fire spirit, come out!"

But at this moment, the blade spirit even called out directly.

"Bingling, what's the matter with you calling me out?"

As Blade Ling spoke, a thick voice came from the depths of the back room with a bit of discomfort.

"Little mess, come out!"

"The one looking for you is Bendi!"

Blade Spirit has not spoken yet, Mo Wentian has taken the lead in speaking.

Mo Wentian stood in place, his eyes were very bland, there was no slight fluctuation, and he could not see any emotions.

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, a violent space wave came.

"You looking for me?"

"It's your little emperor's successful ant. Are you coming for me?"

"I think you came to me for death?"

Immediately, a figure appeared in the void.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Fire Blade Ling's face was full of disdain.

His strength is comparable to that of You Zhan. Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, he naturally doesn't put it in his eyes.

"Little miscellaneous, Bendi came to you and came to see you off the road!"

"But if you are acquaintances, submit to the Emperor, but the Emperor can make you a dog of the Emperor and spare you a life!"

His hands shrank, and Mo Wentian's eyes were terrible.

"You little human, you are abominable!"

"In the presence of this spirit, you dared to speak wildly. I don't think you want to live!"

"That being the case, I will fulfill you!"

A cold chirp sounded.

Fire Blade Spirit's figure flickered, spitting a fire directly towards Mo Wentian.