Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 493: Mo Wentian shots

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"Junior Brother Mo..."

The empty mouse is very dignified in his eyes.

Qi Zong, that's a strong dual pseudo-god, don't be innocent...

Can you stop him?

"Junior Brother Mo..."

In the Xuanyuan, a pair of worried eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

"Everyone..."

"Trust me!"

With a chuckle, Mo Wentian took a step and went out.

"Mo Wentian, dare to offend Senior Brother Youlong, I will let you..."

"Life is better than death!"

Qi Zong stood up and said coldly.

"Life is better than death!"

Mo Wentian's face is extremely calm, a dual false god, wants him to die?

This is a joke!

"Go ahead!"

Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded in the martial arts field.

"What an arrogant kid!"

"Faced with a double false god, this kid has the courage!"

"This is looking for death..."

……

There was a round of discussions around, and Qi Brown on the opposite side, his eyes skyrocketed.

In front of him, Don't Wentian should, kneel down and beg for mercy!

"Black Fiend Sword!"

"Buzzing..."

A dark sword appeared in Qi Brown's hands.

With the appearance of this sword.

A terrible Nine Nether evil spirit spread out from Qi Zong's body.

"This is the Black Fiend Sword!"

"This sword, after being tempered by Jiuyouhe, Qi Zong is, wanting to kill him directly here!"

"This kid is done!"

……

Seeing the Black Fiend Sword, everyone around them exclaimed.

In the Xuanyuan, everyone looked at Mo Wentian with vigilance.

"Black Fiend Sword..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there is boundless indifference. This sword is just a perfect imperial weapon.

Compared with his Tianjian Sword, it is a few grades worse!

"Ask the Heavenly Sword!"

"Come out!"

With a cold drink, Wentian sword appeared in Mo Wentian's palm.

Sisi sword light flashes on the Wentian sword.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body is instantly fierce, in front of the courtyard, in the eyes of Youlong...

There was a flash of light.

For some reason, in Mo Wentian's body, he seems to feel...

A terrible sense of crisis!

"He is only in the realm of the peak sword emperor, how can it be..."

"Hurt me!"

Youlong shook his head slightly, the sword emperor at the pinnacle was too far away from the second false god.

He didn't believe it, Mo Wentian could hurt him.

This time, Mo Wentian will definitely die!

"Qi Zong, don't make a move yet!"

Youlong's indifferent voice sounded in the void.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Qi Zong's eyes surged with coldness, then he flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Qi Zong's figure had already appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Nine Nether Swordsman!"

An indifferent voice sounded, Qi Zong shot out a sword, and a terrifying Nine Nether Sword Demon swept towards Mo Wentian.

"Junior Brother Mo Wentian..."

In the Xuanyuan, there were a series of exclamations.

"Good job!"

In the center of the martial arts field, I felt this terrible sword.

Not only did Mo Wentian not retreat, but instead took a step forward, with one sword, the same shot!

"The sword breaks the sky!"

"Buzzing..."

Reverse the sword intent of heaven and earth, as if to fight through the sky.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body was instantly terrifying. At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have become an ancient divine sword.

The terrible breath makes people fearful.

"So strong sword intent..."

"This kid is worthy of the potential of Jiuxing!"

"It's a pity to meet Qi Zong!"

……

A sound of exclamation came, looking at the figure in the center of the martial arts field, the contempt in everyone's eyes slowly dissipated.

What's rising again is marvel!

"This sword..."

On the other side, Qi Brown's eyes shrank violently.

With Mo Wentian's sword, Qi Zong seemed to feel an extremely dangerous breath.

"Sword Emperor at the pinnacle, how is it possible..."

"Hurt me!"

Qi Zong took a deep breath, Mo Wentian's sword was terrifying.

But Mo Wentian's cultivation base made him subconsciously ignore his horror!

It is precisely because of this that Qi Zong did...

The last thing he regrets in his life!

"Nine Nether Swordsman!"

"Cut!"

With a cold shout, the Black Fiend Sword in Qi Zong's hand fell directly towards Mo Wentian.

With a smirk in his eyes, Qi Zong seems to have seen it...

The scene where Mo Wentian was cut in two!

"锵……"

But the next moment, a crisp crash sounded suddenly.

The center of the martial arts field.

The grin on Qi Zong's face instantly stiffened.

As the two swords collided, a boundless sword intent rushed into Qi Zong's body.

Qi Zong's terrifying physique was instantly affected by this sword intent...

Break directly!

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood came out of Qi Brown's mouth.

"It's impossible..."

Step back three or four steps, Qi Brown's eyes are full of disbelief.

His arms are trembling, and a terrible sword intent is destroying crazily in him.

"What's the matter?"

"Qi Zong has retired..."

"Qi Zong was defeated..."

……

Sounds of exclamation came, and the four courtyard disciples looked at Mo Wentian with sorrow.

Mo Wentian's sword was too fast.

Most people haven't seen it clearly yet, Qi Zong just...

Has been defeated!

"Qi brown..."

In You Long's eyes, there was also a touch of surprise, that terrible sword, even he...

All are chilling!

"How could he..."

"So strong!"

Youlong swallowed, Mo Wentian is powerful...

It was beyond his expectation!

"You lost!"

Mo Wentian's faint voice sounded in the martial arts field.

"I lost..."

"Wow..."

In the Xuanyuan, there was cheers, and some of the Xuanyuan disciples couldn't help but tears into their eyes.

How many years has it been, how many years has it been in Xuanyuan......

This scene has not appeared!

"I lost..."

Qi Zong, his eyes are full of absent-mindedness, he is defeated, lost in the hands of a pinnacle sword emperor.

From today, he will become the biggest joke in the heavenly court!

"I didn't lose..."

"Mo Wentian, go to hell!"

But at this moment, Qi Zong made another move, a bit crazy in his eyes.

The Black Fiend Sword in Qi Zong's hand fell toward Mo Wentian's head like lightning.

"Looking for death!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.

"Damn it, Qi Zong unexpectedly attacked!"

"Too shameless!"

"Go down..."

……

An angry voice was heard, not only in the Xuanyuan, but also the disciples in other courtyards.

In every eye, anger rose.

"Mo Wentian, go to hell!"

In Qi Zong's eyes, he is extremely crazy. He is a dual false god, how could he be defeated!

He wants to kill Mo Wentian.

Only blood can wash away the shame from him!

"Ask Heaven Sword..."

"The sword is gone!"

"Buzzing..."

Don't Wentian, take out the sword again, and Wentian sword makes a mysterious sword move.

The next moment, a force of death enveloped Qi Zong.

"Self-inflicted..."

"Don't live!"

Coldly spit out a word from his mouth, the sword in Mo Wentian's hand...

Fell down!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this..."

"No..."

A panicked voice came, and Qi Zong in the center of the martial arts field was suddenly flustered. Qi Zong's breath was rapidly decreasing.