Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 505: The strongest battle

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"Boss, do you want me to do it..."

Little Jiao, a fierce light rose in his eyes, a secluded dragon in the realm of eightfold false gods.

This is absolutely a terrifying existence, even if Mo Wentian wants to defeat him...

It's also difficult!

"You shot..."

Mo Wentian squinted his eyes slightly.

Xiao Jiao’s combat power is much stronger, but he wants to defeat Youlong...

This is simply impossible!

"Mo Wentian, die!"

"Human sword is one!"

"Kill..."

A cold voice sounded in the void, and the next moment, only a figure was seen.

Weirdly appeared next to Mo Wentian, directly at Mo Wentian, beheaded!

"Looking for death..."

Mo Wentian's eyes shrank violently.

Ask Heaven Sword, shoot again!

"The Eight Desolate Sword Domain, the King of the Sword!"

"Boom..."

Heaven and earth trembled, a sword came out, and the power of eight ancient attributes shook wildly in the void.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body also soared instantly.

"Eight attributes..."

On the martial arts field, You Xi and Jiuchong, their eyes shrink slightly.

Especially You Xi was shocked in her eyes.

Sword training, the difference between Jiuyou Land and Sword God Continent is not big, the biggest difference.

That is the difference between Jiuyou Qi and Reiki, Jiuyou Qi...

In addition to tempering the sword power, you can also temper your body!

"This kid, very good!"

Jiu Chong's indifferent voice sounded in the martial arts field.

"Very good!"

The expressions of several city lords changed in an instant. This one in front of him is the supreme sword god.

Even the Sword God said that Mo Wentian is good, obviously...

This sword **** is very optimistic about Mo Wentian!

"The Eight Desolate Sword Dragon!"

"Hohouhouhou......"

Eight Dao Long Yin came, and I saw Mo Wentian shoot out with one sword, the Eight Dao Shenlong sword intent.

Coming together in the void, in the next moment, the breath of the ancient prehistoric...

Push down at Youlong!

"Qiangqiang..."

"Touch!"

The sound of metal collision, the aftermath of sword energy...

Shoot in the ring!

On the martial arts field, one after another eyes were shocked.

Too strong!

Mo Wentian is too strong...

The dragon in the realm of eightfold false gods was unexpectedly caught by Mo Wentian.

Blocked again!

"Damn..."

"How could this kid be so strong!"

In Youlong's eyes, there was a gloomy cold, and once again collided, his eightfold false god's combat power.

There was no reservation, but unfortunately, it was still blocked by Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian in front of him, his combat power...

It's like endless!

"Hmm..."

"Boss!"

Xiao Jiao’s exclamation came, Mo Wentian’s mouth...

The blood spread.

The dragon in the realm of eight-fold pseudo-god is definitely Mo Wentian encountered...

The most terrible opponent!

The combat power of this person is even more terrifying than the average eightfold false god.

Because of his physique, he has also reached the realm of a false god, even if it is compared to Mo Wentian...

Not much difference!

"My Nine Nether Sword Art is overbearing, I don't believe it..."

"You can always block!"

In You Long's eyes, a bright light rose up. The next moment, I saw You Long, and shot again.

A sword came out, in the void, as if torn a hole.

The power of filth...

From the void, tilt down!

"This is..."

Mo Wentian's eyes shrank sharply.

The Nine Nether Sword Art can actually...

Arouse the power of filth!

"This is the highest state of the Nine Nether Sword Art. I didn't expect Long Er to achieve such an accomplishment!"

Before Tianyuan, the Lord of Tiancheng had a slight smile in his eyes.

The power of filth, relying on the strength of Mo Wentian...

It is impossible to block!

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao's eyes are also very solemn, these filthy powers, that is even the pinnacle of false gods...

A terrible force that can't be stopped!

"The power of filth!"

Mo Wentian, took a deep breath, Youlong...

Too strong!

"Nine Nether Imperial Sword, Filthy Sword Dragon!"

A cold shout came, and Youlong shot out with a sword in the void.

The next moment, the billowing power of filth forms a stegosaurus, and asks the sky...

Pounce directly.

"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique!"

"Kill!"

A cold shout came, Mo Wentian's figure...

Disappeared in the void.

"Puff......"

The power of filth, sprinkled from the void, the next moment, countless powers of filth began to wantonly.

On the ground of the martial arts field, blue smoke rose up.

"So strong corrosive..."

Siyuan disciples, backed quickly, once these filthy powers splash on someone, I’m afraid...

"What a terrible filthy power!"

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian's figure appeared on the other side of the ring.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian's Sky Shadow Forbidden Art to move fast, then Mo Wentian now has been overwhelmed by the power of foulness.

"Wen Tian, ​​there is a kind of head-to-head with me?"

On the ring, You Long's eyes were fierce and he shot with a sword.

The power of filth went to kill Mo Wentian again, but Mo Wentian used the sky shadow forbidden technique and left again.

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian's figure appeared not far from Youlong.

"Damn it!"

Youlong looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were extremely cold, these filthy powers.

Mo Wentian can't stop it, but Mo Wentian's speed is faster than You Long.

The current Mo Wentian, simply...

Can't catch up with Mo Wentian!

"Go to hell!"

"Buzzing..."

"Nine Nether Sword Dragon..."

……

On the ring, there were angry roars.

You Long's face was so angry that he desperately wanted to kill Mo Wentian.

But it's a pity that Youlong Lianmo Wentian's clothes...

I can't touch it!

"Mo Wentian, this is a coward!"

"Yes, if it were me, I would have been head-to-head with Senior Brother Youlong!"

"What is dodge..."

……

The disciples of Tianyuan, all eyes are full of irony, disciples of Xuanyuan...

Then stared at the disciples in Tianyuan with an angry face!

"Buzzing..."

On the ring, Mo Wentian's figure...

appears again.

On the other side, Youlong Qi trembled all over, and the killing intent in his eyes...

It's terrifying!

But Youlong did not continue to kill Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian's speed is too fast. Youlong wants to hurt Mo Wentian with his filthy power.

This is simply impossible, unless Mo Wentian stands still...

Waiting for the dragon to kill!

"Mo Wentian, I want to see..."

"How long can you hide your head, turtle?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, You Long said sarcastically.

"When did you hide?"

At the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, a wicked smile spread.

"Youlong, your heart of Jiuyou......"

"I don't know how long it will last?"

Looking at You Long, Mo Wentian's eyes were a little bit of abuse.

The Heart of Nine Nethers, although the cultivation of Youlong has been elevated to the pinnacle of the eightfold false god.

But this is not...

No restrictions!

Mo Wentian estimated that he would wait a quarter of an hour at most.

The strength in the dragon will drop!

"The Heart of Jiuyou..."

Youlong's expression changed slightly, and Mo Wentian was right, the heart of Nine Nethers.

It is true that he cannot be allowed to increase his strength unlimitedly. Now the strength in his body... has begun to weaken!