Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 665: The crown is angry, for the beauty

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"This kid is dead. The difference between the third-class disciple and the second-class disciple is not small. If this kid is careful, he can still meet a few tricks. If he touches it hard, I am afraid his palm will be destroyed!"

"I guess he will be beheaded!"

"It's a pity..."

……

Around, sympathetic eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

The middle stage of Xiaotianwei and the late stage of Xiaotianwei are head-to-head.

If it's an ordinary person, Mo Wentian will definitely end up miserably, but it's a pity...

Mo Wentian is not an ordinary person.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of five collisions, five sword auras, collided in the void, in front of the inn, everyone only felt a sharp sword aura flashing, the next moment, it became quiet again.

"Pharaoh, quickly solve him..."

"Solve him!"

"Kill him!"

……

Not far away, the three men looked at Mo Wentian fiercely, but didn't see the evil smile at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"Pharaoh, what's wrong with you?"

For a moment, the three of them seemed to have discovered the anomaly, and the confrontation was over. The old king stood still on the spot, motionless.

"Pharaoh..."

A servant walked to the side of Pharaoh.

But the next moment.

His expression changed dramatically, and the old Wang in front of him stood there quietly.

His eyes.

I opened it extremely wide, in those eyes...

It seems to be still reflecting.

Unbelievable!

As if he saw something unbelievable in his eyes, but the breath in his body was slowly dissipating, and for a moment, it disappeared completely.

"Pharaoh, you, you..."

"Touch!"

In this person's shocked look, the body of Old Wang...

Slowly fell to the ground.

This person's eyes are full of impressiveness!

"What's the matter? What happened!"

"Pharaoh is dead..."

"How is this possible, isn't this kid in the mid-term?"

……

Outside the inn, there was also a tumult. It was not Mo Wentian who fell to the ground, but the servants of the City Lord's Mansion. In the mid-Xiaotian stage against the Xiaotian-stage late stage, it was an instant kill.

How terrible this is!

"Boy, what vile means did you use?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the three of them came down, their eyes were fierce, but deep in their eyes, there was a touch of jealousy. The four of them were in the late Xiaotian stage.

Mo Wentian can kill Pharaoh, then...

Kill them!

"Despicable means?"

Mo Wentian, grinning, Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao and others, also looked at the three with a sneer. You know, Mo Wentian is the lord of the Sword God Temple with five heavenly ranks.

They were all beheaded.

What's more, it is only equivalent to the mid-term of the three heavenly positions.

"You are not..."

"Will you kill me?"

Looking at the three of them, Mo Wentian said with a smile.

"What do you want to do?"

The three of them saw Mo Wentian, their expressions changed drastically.

"Trash, even an ant in the Sword Tribulation Realm can't handle it. This young master is really a waste of resources to raise you. Let's go and kill this kid for me!"

At this moment, the young man behind the three suddenly heard a cold voice on his face.

He originally thought.

If you want to kill Mo Wentian, it's so easy, who knows...

Kicked to the iron plate!

"Young City Lord, this kid is a little weird!"

"Yes..."

……

The three of them stood in front of the young man, looking at Mo Wentian, the eyes of the three of them flashed crazily. At this moment, the three powerful men of the late Xiaotian stage.

I was shocked by Mo Wentian.

Unexpectedly, he didn't dare to attack Mo Wentian.

"Waste..."

"A bunch of waste!"

Young man, his eyes are full of anger. He is the Young City Lord of the dignified city. When so many people are watching, he can't even handle a sword repair in the middle of a small heaven.

What's going on after that, mix in this city!

"Kill him for me, don't kill him..."

"My master kills your family!"

Looking at the three people in front of him, the young man's eyes were extremely cold.

"Kill our whole family?"

The expressions of the three people have changed drastically, and the young people's temperament are very clear to them. If they don't make a move at Mo Wentian today, the young man will definitely do what he says.

"This is a group..."

"Poor man!"

At the door of the inn, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of sneers. These four servants are really looking for death by themselves. Such a master dare to wait?

"Let’s go together, I don’t believe it, this kid can stop the three of us!"

"Yes, this kid's despicable method has been used just now, let's suppress him!"

"Kill him and avenge Pharaoh!"

……

The three of them looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes sharpened again.

"Come again..."

"Giving the head away?"

Mo Wentian, his eyes are full of indifference, the three Swordsman in the late stage of Xiaotian, the current Mo Wentian, really does not take it seriously, as long as Mo Wentian is willing, how many people will be killed!

Easy and endless.

"Nine Nether Sword Art..."

"Nine Shadows Swords!"

"Devil Soul Hidden Sword!"

……

The three of them shouted coldly at the same time, three sharp sword auras, soaring into the sky, the next moment, the three of them disappeared in place like ghosts.

There are countless sword auras around Mo Wentian...

Come over!

"Good job!"

Mo Wentian stood in place, his eyes indifferent.

"The Lord..."

"Wen God..."

……

Chi Xiao and the others also took a deep breath. Mo Wentian in the middle of Xiaotian stage can block...

Are the three late powers of Xiaotianwei?

"This kid is so courageous. The three powerful late-stage talents shot at him. He didn't even have the slightest timidity on his face!"

"I don't know where this kid comes from?"

"It's a pity, this kid offended the young city lord. Even if he kills these three people, he can't escape from this dungeon. In this dungeon, who dares to disobey the city lord's orders?"

……

People around me sighed. At first they were watching Mo Wentian's jokes, but now they seemed to have a look of anticipation, expecting Mo Wentian to continue to create miracles!

"Boy, die!"

At this moment, a cold shout came, the next moment...

A dark sword.

Coming in an instant, stab directly...

Mo Wentian's chest!

"Nine Heavens Sword Art..."

"The sword swings in the sky!"

"Buzzing..."

Looking at the sword of darkness, Mo Wentian's eyes were indifferent. The next moment, he squeezed out a sword tactic, and saw a chaos on the top of his head, seeming to be parting!

"The sword opens the chaos..."

"Kill!"

"Puff......"

"Puff......"

……

Blood splattered all over, everyone only saw a drop of blood rising up into the sky, in front of the inn, that scene seemed to freeze, that figure, holding a dark sword in his hand.

Where the Excalibur passed...

Blood everywhere!

"The crown is angry..."

"For the confidante!"

A faint voice sounded in the void. Behind Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao and the others, only felt a burst of energy and blood, and they couldn't wait to step forward and drew out the divine sword in their hands for a battle.

"Boom boom boom..."

The next moment, three figures fell softly to the ground. The eyes of the three were full of disbelief. To death, the three of them didn't understand, why don't you ask the sky... so terrible!