Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 851: Seven Killed at the End

"Boss, leave this to me!"

"Be careful, this boy is so powerful!"

Xiao Yan's voice worries a little, and it resounds in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Boy, let's die!"

"Suppression!"

Just then, an indifferent voice came.

I saw Xiao Jinghen holding the tripod, smashing directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Want to hit me with a tripod?"

"ridiculous!"

When Mo Wentian saw this, the corner of his mouth raised a radian.

At the next moment, I saw Mo Wentian's figure stopped in place, but the dazzling light on the sword was dazzling.

"What's wrong with this kid? Could it be that he was scared and stupid?"

"I think so, too, that's the king's late artifact, coupled with Xiao Jinghen's successful man on that day, this boy must be afraid!

"With such a mindset, I have some doubts that the Dark Lord killed this kid?"

"Damn kid!"

...

In the dark, the figures looked at the void and couldn't help talking about it.

Just when Lu Ding was about to fall on Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's figure, like lightning, disappeared in place.

"So weird!"

"Where did the kid go? I just blinked. Why did the kid disappear?"

...

Everyone looked at Mo Wentian's figure disappearing, his face was full of awesome look.

"boom……"

The next instant, when a violent sound came, Xiao Jinghen's puppet smashed directly into the position where Mo Wentian was just now.

As Lu Ding landed, a fierce fire ignited on the ground, and a cave of the size of dozens of feet also appeared in front of everyone.

The unexpected scream did not sound, only then Xiao Jinghen realized that Mo Wentian was gone.

"Boy, you kind of come out and fight with me!"

"What is your skill in hiding?"

Xiao Jinghen glanced at the void, and the killing in his eyes was terrible.

"Who said Ben would hide?"

"Why don't you kill your emperor, Xiao Jingchen, let's die!"

A cold voice came, and a figure appeared in front of Xiao Jinghen.

That figure, proudly standing in the void, was full of cold and arrogant eyes.

"Bite your sword!"

"The sword is breaking!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian Yijian shot directly and stabbed towards Xiao Jinghen's chest.

"Ding, stop!"

Looking at the sword that came quickly, Xiao Jinghen's eyes narrowed for a moment, without the slightest hesitation, Lu Ding shot and blocked his chest.

"Bang bang ..."

At this moment, the sound of collisions awakened everyone, and they looked towards the center of the war.

I saw a figure holding Baizhang Luding's silhouette and flew out directly. Above that Baizhang Luding, a shocking sword mark was striking.

"This……"

"This is too terrible. One sword cut out the cracks of the artifact Wang Ding from the late king level!"

"Is this kid still human?"

...

Figures looked at the void, their eyes were incredible.

"Click ..."

At this moment, in the look of the crowd, a hundred feet of puppet sounded suddenly.

The next moment, I saw the Baizhang Moding, broken into two halves along the crack.

"This ... is this impossible?"

"This is an artifact of the late king class. Your sword is so ordinary. You can't cut my artifact!"

Xiao Jinghen's eyes were doubtful.

Even if that Pingding was broken along the sword marks cut by Mo Wentian, he still didn't believe it. Mo Wutian, the warrior in the early days of Tian Jun, could chop his Pingding?

"Nothing is impossible!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen, his eyes were cold and arrogant.

"Boy, you chopped my cymbal, I'll kill you!"

"I am going to kill you!"

Mo Wentian's arrogant eyes seemed to be ironic to Xiao Jinghen.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jing marks the killing intention in the eyes.

"If you want to kill me, you have an artifact in your hand.

"Now your artifact is broken, do you think you can kill me?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a whimsical arc, but his voice was extremely arrogant.

"Cracked?"

"Look at it, the artifact of the late king class was broken, and it was broken by the sword of Mo Wentian!"

"It's terrible!"

...

Mo Wentian's cold and proud voice came, and the shadows in the dark only returned to God, with a whisper in his mouth, but his eyes were full of loss.

"what……"

"Do not kill me!"

"what……"

"Do not……"

"Brother Jinghen, save ... save me!"

...

At this moment, screams were crying out for help.

After hearing the words, I saw in the void that the Baizhang Tianlong looked at the seven disciples of the demon clan with eyes full of cold and arrogance.

But in one breath, the dozens of feet's tail was drawn straight towards seven people.

"puff……"

"Do not……"

"help me!"

"dead!"

A scream of screaming came to an abrupt end with a dead word that was cold and boundless.

The seven disciples in the middle and late period of the demon clan all fell.

"This ... the monster in the late days of Tiantianjun is too terrible!"

"Tianjun used Seven in the First World War, and even one of them killed all seven!"

"It's unheard of!"

"I think Xiao Jinghen has run into stubble this time!"

...

The crowd looked at the scene and couldn't help but take a breath.

"Boss, the mission is complete!"

At this moment, Xiao Yan turned into a little snake, which fell directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder, and his face was full of happy words.

"Good!"

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth and nodded his Shen channel.

"Boss, let's kill this kid together!"

Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian, and his face was extremely confident.

Just now, he stabbed seven people with one tail, and the strength of these seven people was not weak, and some were even stronger than his cultivation.

Therefore, Xiao Xiao at this moment was a bit erratic, especially when he heard the sounds of discussion in the dark, he became even more arrogant.

"Aren't you fighting Xiao Jing just now?"

"Why are there seven more people?"

Seems to remember something, Mo asked Tian Leng.

"Boss, I found that Xiao Jing's kid was the strongest person among the seven. As long as my dragon's tail can draw Xiao Jing to death, wouldn't other people die too!"

"What's more, one person draws one tail, and seven people draws!"

"I just didn't expect that Xiao Jing's kid was so weak. My dragon dragged his tail and shattered him!"

Xiao Yan talked about it, his face was full of energy, and it was even harder to hide the excitement in his heart in his voice.

"Although your strength is good, but you want to play against Xiao Jinghen, you are a little bit worse!"

"You first enter Wentiange, and this boy will give it to me, I will solve it quickly!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold cold mang rose, and said coldly.

"Boss ..."

Xiaoyan opened her mouth and tried to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

The next moment, the figure flickered and went directly into Wentiange.