Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 800: Physical damage
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Chapter 800 Physical Damage
"This is the Yan Lei Sword. The Great Elder of the Demon Race actually has an early king-level artifact!"
"His strength has already reached the late stage of Heavenly Sovereign. With the addition of this flame thunder sword, can the ancestors block it?"
"Wen Tian Brother..."
"Boss..."
……
Beyond the sky, the figures looked at the void, their eyes filled with worry.
Although Mo Wentian ordered them to leave, the divine sword in their hands was gripped tightly at this moment, as if they were ready to take action at any time.
"Yan Thunder Sword?"
"Well, it's still a bit too close!"
Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, his eyes were even more unconcealable.
The flame thunder attribute, coupled with the attack power of the sword, the Deng Tian in front of him is a bit more terrifying than before.
"A little bit too close?"
"Boy, then I will let you know how powerful my Flame Sword is!"
In Deng Tian's eyes, a cold sword light burst out.
The next moment, I saw Deng Tian step forward, and an extremely terrifying sword aura rose from his body.
"Rumble..."
The whole world trembled suddenly.
In the endless void, Deng Tian stood proudly.
That figure, like a supreme divine sword, is sharp and sharp, looking from a distance, it is terrifying.
"Old chopsticks, what nonsense!"
"I don't know if your Flame Thunder Sword is powerful, but I know you are going to die here today!"
Leng and arrogant voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's killing intent was terrifying in his eyes.
"The sword is coming!"
"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"
"The sword breaks the sky!"
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian stepped forward and took the lead.
The Heaven Devouring Divine Sword trembled in Mo Wentian's hand, and a series of terrifying sword auras came out wantonly, heading towards Deng Tian beheaded.
"Buzzing..."
The void suddenly shattered directly, and an endless stream of void rushed out.
"It's this rubbish's sword again, just because of this you want to kill this elder?"
"Really ridiculous!"
Looking at the sword energy coming from Void Slash, Deng Tian's eyes were full of disdain.
Although the power of Mo Wentian's sword is comparable to that of Heavenly Sovereign's mid-term stage, in Deng Tian's eyes, it is nothing but an insignificant sword.
"Funny?"
"Old dog, you will cry!"
Looking at Deng Tian's contemptuous eyes, the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, and his voice was extremely cold.
Although the old man's cultivation has reached the late stage of Heavenly Sovereign, there is still a king-level artifact to help.
This sword is nothing to him, but if it is dozens of swords, how about hundreds of swords?
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"Yan Thunder Sword Art!"
"Kill!"
In Deng Tian's eyes, the killing intent suddenly soared.
Yi Jian immediately greeted Mo Wentian.
As Deng Tian took action, thunderclouds rolled in the void, and the next moment, a series of terrible thunder explosions sounded, and the whole world was full of flames and thunder swords.
The terrible sword aura, with the power of destruction, is terrifying.
"Dead!"
The cold voice sounded, and Deng Tianyijian fell directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Boom..."
The void was shattered, and on the terrifying flame thunder sword, a hundred zhang terrifying sword light burst out.
"The Purple Emperor Sovereign Body!"
"Qiangqiang..."
There was a violent collision, and Mo Wentian's body receded steadily.
The sword aura on Mo Wentian's body dissipated out of thin air, and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword also disappeared in his hands for some time.
"Puff..."
Mo Wentian's mouth spouted a bit of blood.
The terrifying flame thunder sword aura rushed into Mo Wentian's body crazily, destroying Mo Wentian's body crazily.
If it weren't for the terrifying body of Mo Wentian's Zidi Sovereign, then the sword of Deng Tian, the great elder of the monster clan, would be enough to make Mo Wentian lose his combat effectiveness.
"This kid can actually block my Flame Thunder Sword?"
"This physique is probably a bit stronger than the strong man in the late Tianjun!"
"It's a pity, boy, you met me today, you must die!"
In Deng Tian's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying.
He was once again blocked by Mo Wentian in front of him.
"Yan Thunder Sword Art!"
"Desperate Cut!"
The Great Elder Deng Tian gave a cold cry, only to see him play a sword art.
The next moment, countless flames of thunder sword aura came out frantically on Deng Tian's body.
"The late Tianjun..."
"Still too strong!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, faint glows flickered.
The purple emperor reached perfection and swallowed the king-level peak artifact and the heavenly stone elixir. Mo Wentian thought that if he would fight the old man again, not to mention a sword to kill the old man, it would at least hurt him.
But now it seems that his strength is still too weak!
"Want to fight against the late Heavenly King!"
"My cultivation base must be promoted to Tianjun!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, flashes of cold light flashed across his eyes.
Looking at the terrifying sword slashed in front of him, Mo Wentian had no choice.
"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"
"Break the world with a sword!"
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian shot with one sword.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura rose instantly, and a sharp and boundless aura spread from Mo Wentian's body.
"Boy, can you show off the power comparable to the late Heavenly King?"
Deng Tian's eyes clearly showed a striking expression.
"How about being able to display the power of Tianjun's later period?"
"With the Flame Thunder Sword in hand, this elder's current power is comparable to that of Tianjun's pinnacle. Boy, if you want to kill me, you are still far away!"
The next moment, as if thinking of something, Deng Tian's expression instantly changed and he sneered.
"Old dog, go to hell!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice was cold and proud.
"Boy, I don't believe you can stop it!"
In Deng Tian's eyes, the killing intent skyrocketed.
The eyes that looked at Mo Wentian were as if they were about to strip Mo Wentian alive.
"Desperate Cut!"
"Kill!"
"Buzzing..."
The sword aura of the void madly swept towards Mo Wentian. At this moment, the void outside the Tiancheng tear open an extremely terrifying hatred.
The endless flame thunder sword aura seemed to tear Mo Wentian to pieces.
"Not good!"
"Not good!"
"The power of this sword is comparable to the peak of Tianjun!"
"Can the emperor block it?"
……
Aside from ten thousand feet, the expressions of Chi Xiao and others changed drastically.
"Boom..."
The violent collision came again.
In the void, Mo Wentian's figure flew upside down again.
"Puff..."
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth, blood spilled out.
"Emperor!"
"Wen Tian Brother..."
"Ancestor..."
……
A group of figures looked at the void, their eyes filled with awe.
"Die, boy, when you die, this elder will treat your disciples of the Jiuyou clan well!"
An icy voice came, the terrifying sword in the void, once again beheaded towards Mo Wentian.
"Hmm..."
Sword spirits were wanton, Mo Wentian's mouth overflowed with blood again.
He clearly felt that this terrifying sword aura was attacking his body wantonly.
The purple emperor's body trembled violently at this moment.