Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 815: Five Demons

The looks of Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian were also slightly dignified.

The five demons in front of them have reached the middle of Tianjun, and they are still warriors who have stayed for a long time in the middle of Tianjun. For them, they only need a chance to break through to the late Tianjun.

Such a strong person is already comparable to the late Tianjun.

Xiao Xi, Wu Jingfeng, and Wu Sheng's cultivation were in the early days of Tianjun.

The most they can fight against is the warrior in the middle of Heavenly King.

If a war is fought here, the most disadvantaged side must be Mo Tian.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian, his voice was slightly dignified.

"How to do?"

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth, then smiled.

"What else can we do? Everyone else has already killed us, of course, it is going to be killed back!"

Mo Wentian looked at the five people in front of him, and there was a very cold chill in his eyes.

"Kill it back?"

Xiao Yan and others looked for a moment, Wu Sheng and Wu Jingfeng looked at Mo Wentian with misgivings.

These five are not ordinary Tianjun mid-term powerhouses. The combined combat power of the five is definitely beyond the late Tianjun existence.

"Xiao Yan, the one on the left is to you, Wu Sheng, the two on the right of Wu Jingfeng are to you, the remaining two are to me!"

"As for the sky ..."

Mo Wentian looked at Magic Sky and shook his head slightly.

"Go into the sky and wait!"

Magic Sky's cultivation is not yet broken, and the cultivation is not very strong, not to mention, let Magic Sky enter Wentian Pavilion, Mo Wentian has other greater uses.

What I have encountered now is only the smallest one.

"Stay in Wentiange, Boss, I ..."

Xuantian opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she could not help saying anything for a long time.

If the five in front of him let Magic Sky rely on his strength to fight, then he would really not be able to beat one.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and then the figure flickered, disappeared in place, and when it appeared again, it was already in Wentiange.

"Little sister, kill!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian suddenly took a step forward and banged out with a punch.

"kill!"

The murderous spirit in Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly skyrocketed, and the figure instantly transformed from a snake into a hundred-footed jumping dragon, standing proudly in the void and rolling in mighty power.

"How dare you face death?"

The eyes of the five demons are full of mischief.

Then it seemed to be remembering something, his face was inscrutable.

"Boy, if you enter the Nine Caves, it is really not so easy to kill you, but now you dare to take the initiative to fight, this is just looking for death!"

Five demons of the Tianjun mid-term powerhouses, with murderous eyes in their eyes.

"is it?"

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth and sneered.

The five warriors in the middle of the Tianjun period are indeed very strong, but if they want to kill Mo Wentian, the difference is not a little bit.

"Look at your grandfather and my dragon!"

Xiaoyan's angry voice came, and in the void, Xiaoyan flashed his body, and the huge tail flew towards the leftmost disciple of disciples.

The vast boundless power shook the void.

At this moment, the breath of Xiao Yan's body was soaring in an instant, reaching the terrible mid-term state of Tianjun.

"This little reptile turned out to be a dragon!"

"This Tianlong hides Xiuwei. His mighty tail flick is comparable to Tianjun's mid-term situation."

"It seems that Jiuyou are not all ants!"

"What about Tianjun in the middle? When I meet Fan Jin, I still die!"

...

Looking at the puppet standing proudly in the void, the five looked slightly surprised.

"Ziyou Excalibur!"

"kill!"

The next instant, the middle-aged man on the far left saw Xiaozhang's tail flicking towards himself, and a sword greeted him directly.

The sword glowed purple, and it looked terrible from afar.

"kill!"

One person, one dragon, struck together in an instant, and the terrible sword energy and rolling dragon power burst out violently.

In front of the whole Jiuyou Grotto, there was an instant mess.

"Boy, you should die too!"

Just then, the other two middle-aged men tangled up towards Mo Wentian instantly.

"Wu Yiding!

"dead!"

With the roar of one of the middle-aged men, a mysterious tripod appeared in the void.

On the ancient tripod, the might is rolling, and when viewed from a distance, it is terrible.

The next moment, I saw the middle-aged man, holding the Gu Ding in one hand, and directly suppressing toward Mo Wentian.

The terrible power shook even the surrounding void.

"boom……"

Gu Ding and Mo Wentian's fists collided together, Mo Wentian only felt as if there was a hill pressed on his body.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian's terrible physique, he would be directly crushed and crushed by this horde by replacing it with another general warrior.

"In the middle of the heavens, this is great!"

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, a touch of cold mang rose.

This man, Xu knows that his qualifications are not high, even putting all his thoughts on this martial art.

The power of this ancient tripod has surpassed the middle of Tianjun and reached the power of Tianjun's later period.

"You blocked it?"

Seeing Mo Wentian blocking his own tripod, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, and then they printed their secrets with both hands.

Yiding once again severely suppressed Mo Wentian.

"Wu Yiding: shock all directions!"

"Suppress me!"

The man roared again and again, with the fall of the man, the space around him seemed to be frozen, the pressure doubled instantly, and crazy repression came toward Mo Wentian.

"Good coercion!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed for a moment, and his face rose with a touch of dignity.

Do not ask Tian Ben that it is easy to solve these old guys in front of him.

So he didn't even want to take it out, but he didn't expect that the strength of these old guys exceeded his expectations.

"Back!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's body receded toward the back like lightning.

But in the process of retreating, Mo Wentian's hand did not stop, hitting one by one, and then greeted him with a punch.

"Bang bang ..."

One punch and one trip, they collided violently in the void.

With every impact, Mo Wentian felt his body as if being hit by a hill.

The corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and Mo Wentian's body suddenly opened his distance from the man.

"Good boy!"

The two middle-aged men were shocked when they looked at Mo Wentian.

Both are strong in the middle of Tianjun, playing Tianjun's later strength, and Mo Wentian is just a warrior in the early days of Tianjun.

But it was the warrior in the middle of the heavens that actually blocked both of them.

Moreover, although the two of them were not harmed on the surface, in fact, the physical body had already suffered internal injuries but it was only because of their face that they did not appear.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Watching Mo Wentian retreat, Xiao Yan's voice of a little worry came.