Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 202: The Eight-turn Sword Emperor: Fallen

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"Uncle San, what shall we do now?"

Looking at the man, the red clothes asked in a low voice.

"What to do?"

In the eyes of the man, a bright light flashed, and then he said faintly: "Wait..."

"Wait!"

The red eyes flickered.

"How can the little Sword King Pavilion block the Qing Family and the Dark Sword Palace? Now that the emperor goes out, he is most grateful. If he waits for his Sword King Pavilion to die soon, then save him..."

A confident smile appeared in the man's eyes.

"Save when the sword king pavilion is about to die..."

Hong Yi took a deep breath. For some reason, Hong Yi suddenly had a hunch in his heart, Sword King Pavilion, maybe...

"I have been thinking about it. How could a small sword gate in the Southern Territory block the Qing Family and the Dark Sword Palace!"

Red gave a wry smile, and then his eyes fell on the void figure again.

In the void, the battle between Mo Wentian and the two Rank 8 Sword Emperors has entered a day.

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation base is only three rounds of sword emperor, but with one sword, every sword of Mo Wentian is comparable to the general seven rounds of sword emperor. With the help of the **** of devouring skills, Mo Wentian and he The two eight-strand sword kings fought a match!

"Qiangqiang!"

The sound of two metal collisions came, and Mo Wentian's figure took a dozen steps back.

The two eight-turn sword emperors also quickly backed away.

"This kid, so powerful!"

The two old men looked very solemn. They only discovered how terrifying Mo Wentian was after fighting with Mo Wentian. Every collision, except for the terrible sword power.

There is also an extremely terrifying force that flows into them.

"This kid is too enchanting. If he doesn't die today, he will definitely become a serious problem for my youth!"

The two elders looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes at the same time. Such a terrifying talent, if Mo Wentian grows up, it may become...

The Supreme Sword Emperor!

"My cultivation base is still too low!"

"If I am now the Rank 5 Sword Emperor, then my sword is enough to kill these two people!"

Mo Wentian stands proudly in the void, his face is extremely indifferent, two Rank Eight Sword Emperors, it is indeed not easy for the current Mo Wentian to kill Mo Wentian, but it is not easy for the two Sword Emperors to kill Mo Wentian. may!

"These two old guys are going to be real!"

On the thunder carving, a bright light flashed in the eyes of the Qingcheng woman.

"Dongzheng..."

Mo Tianjiao and the Mountain Sword Emperor had a moment of shock in their eyes.

The relationship has just been inextricably broken, and these two Rank 8 Sword Emperors have not really moved yet!

"This kid won't be able to stop..."

Beside the red shirt, the man's eyes also showed a smile.

The two 8th Rank Sword Emperors made a full shot.

This is definitely a very terrifying thing. Mo Wentian, a Rank 3 sword emperor who wants to block two Rank 8 minus sword emperors, is simply impossible!

"Master!"

"Ask God!"

……

In the Pavilion of the Sword King, one after another eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

"Finally I have to do my best..."

Don't talk to yourself in his mouth, how could it be that simple for Eight Turns Sword Emperor.

"Mo Wentian, today you will definitely die!"

"It provokes my youth, that is definitely the worst decision you made!"

An indifferent voice sounded. In the void, Qing Hao stood on Huo Luan, and a sharp sword aura on the two old men suddenly rose into the sky.

"Boom..."

The aura of the void ran away, and the terrifying sword aura was wanton around the two old men.

"Qingxuan Jianyi!"

"Buzzing..."

The terrifying sword intent formed a white tiger in the void. On the body of the white tiger, the killing spirit was wanton, and the terrible sword power shook wildly in the void.

"Roar..."

The white tiger roared and rushed directly at Mo Wentian.

"Xuanwu sword intent!"

"Boom!"

Another terrible sword intent also rose.

I saw the appearance of a basalt that was several feet away. With the appearance of the basalt, Mo Wentian seemed to feel that a large mountain was suppressing himself.

"Although the rock attribute is strong in defense, it does not prove that it has no attack power!"

"The powerful rock attribute can directly suppress the opponent to death..."

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and then the Thunder Emperor's sword shot a sword flower towards the virtual, and a thunder and lightning sword aura instantly condensed.

"Blue Dragon Bite!"

"Roar..."

The lightning sword gas turned into a thunder dragon and rushed directly towards the white tiger.

"Touch!"

Void trembled crazily, aura of confusion, and powerful sword intent, causing the disciples of the sword king pavilion to retreat quickly.

"White Tiger Sword Kill!"

"Buzzing..."

In the void, Bai Hu suddenly leaped, opened his blood basin and bit at Mo Wentian's Thunder Dragon.

"Xuanwu suppression!"

"Boom!"

But the next moment, an extremely heavy force suddenly suppressed Mo Wentian.

"Puff..."

Mo Wentian just felt that a mountain was suppressed on him, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

"What a strong sword intent, if it weren't for my physique comparable to a top-grade imperial weapon, I am afraid I have lost my combat effectiveness..."

Taking a deep breath, the indestructible sword body revolves, and every sword elementary force revolves in Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian's injuries within his body quickly recovered.

"Rock attributes, I will..."

"Xuanwu Bite!"

"Woo..."

There was a low growl, and only a basaltic weapon measuring several meters above appeared on top of Mo Wentian's head.

"The sword power in this kid's body is endless..."

The two elders' expressions instantly became solemn.

Even they didn't dare to play so many Sixiang sword intents, but Mo Wentian, there seemed to be no pressure at all!

"White Tiger Bites!"

"Suzaku bite!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian once again played two sword intents, an intent of slaughter rose, and the white tiger roared and rushed directly at the two old men.

Suzaku is flying, and the terrible fire power is pouring down.

"Mo Wentian, dare you?"

The expressions of the two old men changed slightly.

"Don't dare?"

Mo Wentian sneered, then his figure flashed and suddenly disappeared into the void.

"Chihiro Step!"

"Shadow Profound Meaning!"

"Buzzing..."

The weird figure filled the entire void in an instant. The next moment, a terrible force fell on an old man.

"Dare you?"

The frightened voice sounded in the void, and in the void, the figure of an old man flew out directly.

"Puff..."

There was blood in the old man's mouth, and on the old man's chest, a fist mark was deeply sunken.

"Mo Wentian..."

On Huo Luan, Qing Hao's face changed suddenly.

Although the old man is the Sword Emperor, how can the old man's physique be comparable to Mo Wentian? Mo Wentian got close to him, not paying attention, and Mo Wentian was directly injured with a punch.

If it hadn't been for the old man to retreat quickly, now he has fallen into Mo Wentian's hands.

"It's a pity..."

In the void, Mo Wentian's figure appeared strangely, looking at the old man who had retreated to Huo Luan, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wicked smile.

If the old man retreats a little bit more slowly just now, then the old man don’t think about it...

Retired!

"The Eighth Rank Sword Emperor wants to kill me, Mo Wentian, this is a little bit, I look up to myself..."

The cold voice sounded again in the void, Mo Wentian's hand flashed, and two sharp edges appeared again.

"Fire dragon, show up!"

"Rock Dragon, show up!"

"Hoho..." Two roars came, two sword intents of tens of feet, once again transformed into the void.