Devouring Heaven Sword God

2457-Sword

"Boss..."

Hearing what Mo Wentian said, Huantian opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"It was you who made me fight you, no blame for me!"

"If I accidentally hurt you by any chance, Lord Longdi don't blame me!"

But at this moment, Han Long approached Mo Wentian and looked at Mo Wentian, Han Long's eyes flashed cold.

At this moment, the aura on Hanlong's body rapidly soared.

"Han Long, it seems that you are very confident of your own strength?"

"I just don't know if you still think so after the battle with this emperor!"

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

This cold dragon was just looking at his cultivation level, but it was in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, so he rarely missed him.

His Mo Wentian's strength has never been measured by his cultivation base.

This cold dragon is so arrogant, he wants to see how strong this cold dragon is.

"You are too arrogant!"

"Since you and I have a battle, what are you waiting for? Let us Dragon Emperor have a look and see how bad your strength is!"

It's okay for Mo Wentian not to say this. When Mo Wentian said this, it completely aroused Han Long's anger.

Han Long looked at Mo Wentian, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, the aura on Hanlong's body quickly soared.

If it is said that the eyes can kill, Mo Wentian at this moment has no idea how many times he has been beheaded.

"Look at how bad my strength is?"

"Hanlong, you will be disappointed!"

Listening to Han Long's words, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, raising a curve.

This Hanlong wanted to see him Mo Wentian's joke, it was simply impossible.

"Han Long is really going to fight Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian's cultivation is only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven. Will he be Han Long's opponent?"

"The chill on Hanlong is so strong, I feel that the strength of Hanlong is definitely not bad!"

"Don't forget that Mo Wentian's ability to enter the Shentian Mountain Range is not based on relationship but strength. Mo Wentian stood out from the 144 people. His strength should not be underestimated!"

"I think in this battle, Mo Wentian will be the final winner. Mo Wentian is not only good at strength, but even his mood is better than us!"

"We still watch this battle carefully. If Mo Wentian can't really fight this cold dragon, we have to help. After all, Mo Wentian is also a disciple of our gods!"

...

Seeing that Mo Wentian and Hanlong were about to start a battle, the disciples of the gods began to discuss.

Their eyes were even more staring at Mo Wentian and Hanlong, their eyes kept unblinking, as if they were afraid of missing something wonderful.

At the same time, there is even more expectation in their hearts.

Especially those disciples of the gods who had never seen Mo Wentian's strength before, they wanted to see how much Mo Wentian's strength had reached.

"Disappointed?"

"Human, I will let Lord Longdi see your true face. If you don't have this strength, you don't deserve to be the boss of Lord Longdi!"

An angry voice sounded, and Han Long's figure flashed, and his figure soared rapidly.

The next moment, I saw the cold dragon's body of ten thousand feet, soaring to hundreds of thousands of feet. The body of the cold dragon of hundreds of thousands of feet, on the scales, was shining with cold light, looking from a distance, only felt The chill came, and people couldn't help shrinking.

"Han Long, your breath is pretty good!"

"I just don't know, are you just outside and empty inside!"

Seeing Han Long's aura soaring, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in the void.

Looking at Hanlong, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.

It looked like it didn't seem to put Hanlong in his eyes.

"The cold dragon is waving its tail!"

But at this moment, I saw Han Long yell.

The dragon's tail, which shone tens of thousands of feet, fell directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Boss, be careful!"

"Boss, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian had a worrisome look in their eyes, and they almost blurted out subconsciously.

"rest assured!"

"This cold dragon can't hurt me!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

And Hanlong's dragon tail rushed directly into the air, thrown to the ground, and smashed into a huge pit the size of tens of meters.

In the huge pit, I saw layers of ice, instantly rising.

At the same time, the aura on Hanlong's body was extremely violent.

"Hanlong, it seems that you really have some strength!"

Looking at the huge pit that the cold dragon smashed on the ground, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complicated look.

The strength of this cold dragon is still good. The strength of this cold dragon's tail has surpassed the peak of the emperor, and even a bit stronger than the strength of the emperor's consummation.

But this strength, Mo Wentian hadn't paid attention to it yet.

Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to bring out the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, but now it seems that if he wants to subdue this cold dragon, he does not need the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword.

"How much strength is there?"

"I think you are scared by my strength!"

"If you have a kind, don't run away, taste the taste of my cold dragon's tail!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the aura on Hanlong's body even soared.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Han Long made no secret of the killing intent in his eyes.

"Scared?"

"Han Long, I really don't know where you come from. This emperor has never been scared!"

"The world that the emperor has seen, I'm afraid that there is a cold dragon in your area, and you have never heard of it!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, raising a radian.

This cold dragon is really ridiculous, dare to speak like this in front of him.

"You are really as hateful as the man said!"

"Today, let me Hanlong to teach you a lesson!"

Han Long looked at Mo Wentian, the anger in his eyes was terrifying.

Immediately, the figure of Hanlong flashed and disappeared in place.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared behind Mo Wentian, and the dragon's tail of tens of thousands of feet fell directly toward Mo Wentian.

"Shenlong Fist!"

Seeing Hanlong's dragon tail fall towards him again, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and he directly cast Shenlong Fist.

"Roar..."

Following Mo Wentian's Shenlong Fist, a Shenlong phantom appeared in the void.

On the Shenlong, the dragon's might was rolling, and the dragon's roar was even more resounding.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's breath rose rapidly.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's punch directly greeted Han Long's tail.

"boom……"

The next moment, in the void, a violent collision sound came.

I saw two figures directly colliding together, and one figure flew out directly.

"boom……"

That figure smashed to the ground, smashing a pit of hundreds of meters.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out from the mouth of this figure.

This figure flying out was not someone else, it was Hanlong.

"how about it?"

"The emperor told you long ago that you are not an opponent of the emperor, but you are going to fight the emperor. No wonder the emperor!"

Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, looking at Han Long, the corner of his mouth was slightly grinned, and a radian was raised.

Wasn't this cold dragon originally arrogant? But he just punched lightly, this cold dragon was actually injured, and also suffered a serious injury, the strength of this cold dragon is not even as strong as Mo Wentian expected.