Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 793: Elder War Demon Clan

"Boy, let's die!"

"The demon sword trick!"

The elder looked at Mo Wentian and cut it with a sword. In Deng Tian's eyes, the killing intention skyrocketed.

The next moment, I saw him shoot again, the terrible knife gas burst out.

Mo Wentian just felt a cyan light passing by, and the next moment, the terrible knife air had already struck.

"boom……"

A violent collision came.

Mo Wentian's body flew upside down again.

"puff……"

Mo Wentian's mouth spurted blood again.

That terrible monster demon qi entered Madam Tian's body wildly and violently, destroying Madam Tian's physique madly.

If it wasn't for Mo Wentian's terrible Zidi monarch, that demon elder Deng Tian would be enough to cut Mo Wutian into serious injuries.

"What a terrible physique!"

"Datian is so successful that he can block my 80% strength!"

"This kid can't stay, he must die!"

In Deng Tian's eyes, there are thousands of intentions.

The two consecutive knives were blocked by the ants in front of them.

In front of so many demon disciples, he said that he would pinch Mo Wentian in front of him.

But the two swords went down, Mo Wentian was only slightly injured.

He is the elder of the demon clan. If he does not kill Mo Wentian here today, how can he face the demon disciples!

"The Demon Knife ..."

"Demon cut!"

The elder Deng Tianrong gave a cold drink, and saw him hit a sword.

The next moment, Deng Tian's body, innumerable monster spirit spread wildly.

"Bite your sword!"

"Four elephants eat the sky!"

"Roar ..."

A roar came, the four great beasts of antiquity stood proud.

"Four Elephants in One!"

"boom……"

With Mo Wentian cold drinking, in the void, the four great beasts collided together.

The next moment, he turned into a four-elephant beast and rushed towards Deng Tian.

"The demon sword trick!"

"kill!"

In the eyes of the elder Deng Tian, ​​there was boundless coldness.

Immediately came the demon knife in his hand.

"Roar ..."

"boom……"

A violent collision came, but it was a four-elephant beast in the void, which instantly collapsed.

"Late of Heaven ..."

"too strong!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of impressiveness.

Swallowing Xiao Yuehen's blood, Zidi Jun's body reached completion, and Mo Wentian began to think that he and the warriors in the late days of Tianjun still had the power to fight.

But now it seems that he is not a star point away from the late Tianjun.

"I want to compete with Tianjun!"

"My cultivation must be promoted to Heavenly King!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed coldly.

But the next moment, looking at Wu Sheng and Wu Junfeng behind, thinking of Chi Xiao, Xiao Yan and others.

In Mo Wentian's eyes, he was extremely firm instantly.

The strong man in the later days of Tianjun is terrible, but he must ask the sky to fight too!

Not just to fight, but to kill all these people ...

"Come again!"

"Bahuang Sword Field!"

"Buzz ..."

Mo Wentian's face was full of firm expression, and his voice was even more powerful.

As the Devouring Sword of God once again shot, the terrible sword air quickly spread around.

The meaning of the eight wastes instantly enveloped the entire void, and Mo Wentian stood proudly. The next moment, he beheaded towards the elder Deng Tian.

"This kid dare to come up, is this trying to die?"

"That is, that is, the power of the elder just now is only 80%. If the elder gives a full blow, this kid will die!"

"The elder, killed the boy in one shot and avenged the young lady!"

...

Behind Deng Tian, ​​the sound of discussion among the disciples of the Yao tribe sounded.

"The demon sword trick!"

"Demon cut!"

Looking at the sword that came from the sky, the old man's eyes were crazy.

With a cold drink, the demon sword reappeared in his hand and greeted Mo Motian instantly.

With Deng Tian's shot, in the void, the spirit of the demon was wildly wanton.

From a distance, it seems that the whole world is shrouded in the terrible spirit of the demon, terrible.

"Ask Brother Tian ..."

"This sword is so strong, can the emperor block it?"

"Old ancestor ..."

Beyond the heavens and the sky, those figures looked at the void, eyes full of worry.

"the host!"

"Old ancestor!"

Behind Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng were also full of eyes.

"Old dog, the power of this sword is not bad!"

Looking at Deng Tian who met us, Mo Wentian looked cold.

"not bad?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant to the extreme, but in the presence of Elder Ben, you must die today!"

Mo Wentian's arrogant words made Deng Tian very unhappy.

In Deng Tian's eyes, the killing intention soared instantly.

The next moment, speed up and behead towards Mo Wentian.

"boom……"

A violent collision came.

Mo Wentian's body flew upside down again.

"puff……"

A sip of blood squirted again.

"This kid, isn't it terrible?"

"Datian was so successful that he blocked the third elder elder of Tianjun!"

"Yes, this boy is really terrible. The elder's blow was a full blow from the elder!"

...

Behind Deng Tian, ​​the demon disciples looked at the void and exclaimed.

Talks came to my ears, thinking of the harsh words I had just put down in front of everyone.

One shot beheaded Mo Wentian.

But now Mo Wentian is still not dead, even if it is not dead, it is not even serious injuries.

"Boy, are you still dead?"

"The demon sword!"

"cut!"

Watching Mo Wentian stood up again, Deng Tian's eyes were terrible.

He is going to kill Mo Wentian today. If he doesn't kill Mo Wentian, what is his majesty?

"not good!"

"Although my body can block this old dog's tricks, if I fight again, I'm afraid I can't stop it!"

Mo Wentian looked at Deng Tian, ​​who was beheaded in the void, and his eyes rose with awe.

"Fantasy?"

Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and a look of joy rose in his eyes.

Illusion is an illusion, the ancestor of illusion.

Not only can he imitate a person's face, but he can also imitate a person's sword tricks, exercises, and even weapons.

"Magic sky, you transformed into the demon king, summoned the elder in front of you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a bright light, cold voice.

"No problem, boss, but this demon king is already at the peak of the heavenly monarch. My cultivation is too low, and it may not last long for the transformation!

Xuantian's slightly dignified voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, the magical figure disappeared in Wentiange.

Immediately, I saw the trembling of the void, but for a moment, a cold and proud figure appeared in the void.

"Master Demon King?"

"Where's Lord Demon King?"

...

Looking at Su Zhentian, the demon king in the void, the disciples of the demon tribe stunned slightly.