Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1464: Fire Blade Spirit Defeat!

The temperature on this flame was terrible, as if it could burn everything.

"Boss, this flame is terrible!"

"be careful!"

Looking at this scene, the figures of Xiaoyan and Xuantian and others instantly receded.

But Xiao Yan's eyes fell on Mo Wentian, and his voice was full of care.

"Bondi knows!"

"In a quarter of an hour, this little messy lord is enough to solve it!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian turned his head, and even grinned at Xiao Xiao and others behind him.

That appearance seemed to have full confidence in solving the fire blade spirit in front of him.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"But you are going to be burned to ashes soon. You can't get arrogant anymore!"

"By the way, I can also tell you that if you are burned by my fire, your spirits don't want to escape!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Huo Lingling's eyes were extremely cold.

At the same time, the power of Fire Blade Spirit is terrible.

Especially the flames blasting out towards Mo Wentian in his mouth was as powerful as the emperor.

"Don't you want to escape?"

"Little miscellaneous, this is what the Emperor said to you!"

The eyes narrowed, and the expression of Mo Tian was extremely cold, and the low voice was even more cold and abnormal.

The killing intention in Mo Wentian's eyes rose instantly.

"Boy, in front of my flames, I see how crazy you are!"

The fire blade spirit seemed to be annoyed by Mo Wentian, and the flames blasting out towards Mo Wutian became even bigger.

The flame seems to burn everything to ashes!

"I want to burn the Emperor!"

"Look how Bendi returned to you!"

Suddenly, what seemed to be thinking, Mo Wentian's eyes instantly rose a bright light.

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, the time wheel appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

With the appearance of the time roulette, a breath of immortality, centered on the time roulette, quickly spread towards the surroundings.

"Time Roulette!"

"Time slows down!"

Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and made countless marks directly on the time wheel.

With the innumerable printing methods, the time roulette, which was originally not the size of a palm, suddenly skyrocketed to hundreds of feet.

"This ... what's going on?"

"Why can't my fire approach that kid?"

Just then, an exclamation sounded.

I saw in the void, a figure looked at Mo Wentian, his face was incredible.

"Small mess, how about it?"

"Is the time roulette of Bendi okay?"

Looking at Fire Blade Spirit, Mo Wentian's face raised a wicked smile.

"Time Roulette?"

"Boy, you are a conspiracy!"

"You have the ability to fight against the spirit of the fair and honest!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, in the eyes of the fire blade spirit, a cloud of doubt rose.

But the next moment, it seemed to be remembering something. The light flashed in Huo Lingling's eyes, and a faint light passed by instantly.

Looking at Mo Wentian, said coldly.

"Little miscellaneous, this emperor is fighting the bright and upright!"

"Don't you like breathing fire? Come on, you can take back these fires and take a good shot!"

His eyes narrowed, and Mo Wentian's expression froze coldly.

Immediately, Mo Wentian flashed and disappeared into the void.

When it appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure appeared not far from the Fire Blade Spirit.

But in the void, at this moment, the flames of the fire blade spirit were as if they had encountered some obstacles, and the speed was extremely slow.

It was only a few breaths long enough to reach the flames of Mo Wentian. At the moment, I am afraid that it will take tens of thousands of years to reach it.

And Mo Wentian, how could he wait tens of thousands of years in place.

With a wave of Mo Wentian's hand, the innumerable flames in the void actually changed direction and went in the direction of Fire Blade Spirit.

"This is the fire I spewed out. How can this come back?"

"Do not……"

Looking at the scene in the void, Fire Blade Spirit's eyes were full of magnificence.

At this moment, his body, subconsciously, wanted to retreat.

Although Fireblade Spirit is a war spirit who cultivates the power of flames, it still has a strong destructive force on the flames that have been backswept.

"In front of Bendi, do you still want to escape?"

"This is simply impossible!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were terrible.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flickered and disappeared into the void.

When it reappeared, Mo Wentian appeared in front of Huo Rongling, blocking the direction in which Huo Rongling escaped.

"Boy, what exactly do you want to do?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Huo Lingling's eyes flashed a cold and extremely cold light.

Pretending to be calm, cold drink.

"What do I want to do?"

"Bondi wants you to die!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian held the Devouring Sword, and shot it directly.

"Monarch, no!"

And just as Mo Wentian's Devouring Sword was about to be inserted into Fire Blade Spirit's chest, the voice of Blade Spirit came.

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's hand stopped directly in the void.

"Why?"

Mo Wentian looked at Blade Spirit, his eyes were puzzled.

"Going back to Emperor, you took the Dragon Blade to take the Dragon Dragon Sky Map!"

"And the most powerful of the Youlong Blade is not the artifact of Youlong Blade, but because of the existence of me and Fireblade Spirit!"

"Emperor, you want to win the Dragon Dragon Sky Map, Fire Blade Spirit cannot kill, we are both indispensable!"

In the blade of Ling Ling's eyes, there was a touch of complicated light, a deep voice.

"According to you, this little mess, Bendi is going to stay?"

Mo Wentian frowned slightly, and asked rhetorically.

"Yes, Lord!"

"If you want to deal with it, at least you have to wait until you have won the Dragon Dragon Sky Map!"

Blade Ling looked at Mo Wentian with a respectful look.

"That's it!"

"Little miscellaneous, for the sake of Blade Spirit, Bendi forgive you for the time being!"

"But the crime of death will not escape!"

After getting a positive answer from Blade Spirit, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold touch.

"Shin of God!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all.

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian saw countless marks coming out of the void.

With the printing of these secrets, a simple and boundless slave character appeared in the void.

"You ... what do you want to do?"

Looking at the slave characters appearing in the void, and the breath emanating from the slave characters, the fire blade spirit only felt a bad hunch and rose from the bottom of his heart.

And Mo Wentian in front of him is like a high king, with great coercion.

At this moment, he even felt a soft knee, and there was an urge to bow down towards Mo Wentian.

But he was holding on, it seemed that Mo Wentian's power was too great, and some could not bear it.

"Huh ..."

With a moan, blood came from the corners of his mouth.