Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 907: The Shameless Patriarch

"Boy, come to a conclusion now, it's a bit premature!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian's sword had not been cut to his side, the ice in the eyes of the ancestor of the ice flashed, and one by one in his hands.

"Booming ..."

The next moment, I saw the ice that had just shattered, and coagulated again in the void.

"not good!"

"This old dog has this trick!"

Looking at the frozen ice in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered, his figure flickered and disappeared in place.

"Boss, be careful!"

"Boss, be careful!"

"Master, be careful!"

...

Looking at this scene in the void, Xiao Yan Huantian and others did not ask Wen Tian pinching a sweat, and could not help but exclaim.

In particular, the sky and the little sister-in-law have raised worries on their faces.

"rest assured!"

"No matter what the old miscellaneous stuff, this emperor will let him surrender today!"

The cold voice rang through the void instantly, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

Even if he didn't want to leave his Kingdom of Devouring God, for the Sky Fox, he would let the old miscellaneous surrender in his hands.

"Boy, let's die!"

At this moment, in the eyes of Bing's ancestors, the intention of killing suddenly skyrocketed, and the corner of his mouth raised a strange smirk.

The next moment, I saw countless chills condensing in the void into two hundreds-foot-sized daggers flashing light blue glimmer.

The coldness of the two daggers looked terrible from a distance.

But for a moment, the terrible dagger stabbed directly towards Mo Wentian's chest.

"Want to kill me?"

"Old miscellaneous, although I can't kill you right away, but I can make you pay for it first!"

Looking at the ancestor Bing who stabbed at him, Mo Wentian's eyes were cold, and the Devouring Heavenly Sword in his hand accelerated his speed and chopped off towards the far right of Bing ancestor.

"Mo Wentian what is this boy trying to do?"

"He chopped to the right of the ice ancestor, wouldn't it be an arm of the ice ancestor?"

"The cold air around Bingzu was terrible. I saw that the sword in the kid's hand couldn't get close to Bingzu, how could he cut the arm of Bingzu!"

"That chill is terrible!"

...

Each figure looked at the void and instantly exploded.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Watching Mo Wentian's figure appeared not far away, Mo Wentian's Devouring Sword in the hands of his hand was chopped off towards his right arm, and Bing Laozu's eyes raised a hint of fear.

Such a scene, Bing ancestor is no stranger at all.

This is the ancestor of the fire, defeated in the hands of Mo Wentian, and died tragically under Mo Wentian's Devouring Sword.

I do not know why, looking at the Mo Wentian who was chopped towards himself, Bing's ancestor's heart raised a bad hunch.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course it costs you a bit!"

The icy voice sounded, and the arc rising at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, a sword was cut directly towards the right arm of Bing Laozu.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"what……"

The ice ancestor looked at the Devouring Sword that was getting closer and shouted wildly.

He wanted to stop it, but he found that Mo Wentian in front of him didn't seem to have any effect on him.

But between a few breaths, a scream came.

The next instant, I saw an arm falling down in the void, and a strong **** smell spread quickly in the void.

"What was just falling from the void?"

"Look, one of the old ancestors of Bing is missing. Is it just the one of the old ancestors that fell off?"

"Mo Wentian is too wicked. The ice power of Bing's ancestor doesn't seem to have any effect on him. He even approached the body of Bing's ancestor, and chopped his arm with a sword!"

"Bing Laozu's heyday, he can't beat Mo Wentian. Now that he is missing an arm, it's not even Mo Wutian's opponent!"

"It is rumored that the Mozu captured Mo Wentian's woman. The Bing ancestor is the ancestor of the Mo clan. I don't know if Mo Wutian will let go of this Bing ancestor."

...

The thick **** smell permeated, and everyone's faces were full of doubt.

For a moment, he returned to God and couldn't help talking about it.

"Old miscellaneous, Bendi is in a good mood today, give you another chance!"

"Submit to the emperor, or die?"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, said coldly.

"Ice ancestor, surrender!"

"Mo Wentian's talent is terrible. Sooner or later he will become the king of this ancient relic!"

Not far away, Lu Yuan, the elder elder of the Demon Clan, was held by a cricket with a rope, looking at the ice ancestor, his eyes flashing.

"Submit?"

"Become the king of this ancient relic?"

Listening to the words of Landing Far, the ice ancestor calmed down instantly.

After thinking for a while, Bing's ancestor also felt that Lu Yuan was right. According to Mo Wentian's current talent, it won't be long before Mo Wentian will be invincible in the realm of Heaven.

Such a talent will sooner or later become the most terrifying existence of this ancient relic.

I am afraid that even the Supreme Beast Master will not be Mo Wentian's opponent.

"Boy, let me be honest!"

"I made a bet with you. I did lose. The blow I made just now was not your opponent. I am willing to lose!"

"I can surrender to you!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Bing's ancestor's eyes were extremely cold.

According to this trend, Mo Wentian will sooner or later become the peak of this ancient relic.

And being the most pinnacle of existence, would you be willing to let other forces fight against him, when the time comes, Mo Wentian will surely conquer other forces.

It is better to surrender than to surrender at that time.

After all, Mo Wutian has just started in this ancient relic. He followed Mo Wutian all the way. According to Mo Wutian's concern about Xiao Yao ’s monster, Bing's ancestors are convinced that Mo Wutian is definitely not an unbelievable and unjust generation.

If he has been following Mo Wentian, if Mo Wentian becomes a hegemon on one side, his honor will certainly not be inferior to the present.

"But the Emperor originally said, I don't want you to surrender alone, but all your demons and disciples all surrender to the Emperor!"

Listening to the ancestor of Bing, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

"Gambling is a matter between you and me, why do we have to involve others!"

Seems to remember something, in the eyes of Bing's ancestor, a glimmer of light, a cold voice.

"Old miscellaneous, our boss has given you a face, but you don't even have a face!"

"Before the gambling agreement was established, if you lost, not only you, but all the disciples of your demons must submit to the boss's hands!"

"What? Old miscellaneous, how long has it been before you forgot?"

Suddenly, Xiaoyi's figure flickered and fell directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at the ice ancestor in front of him, Xiao Yan's eyes were extremely cold.