Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 816: No matter how small the shrimp is, it is meat

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Chapter 816 Small shrimps are meat

"I'm fine, just relying on these two old scumbags, it is impossible to kill me!"

"Little Jiao, Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng, the three of you entered the Jiuyou Cave. The purpose of these old guys is me. Wait for me to solve them. As long as you enter the Jiuyou Cave, these old guys will not catch up. !"

Mo Wentian looked at the three invincibles, and said solemnly.

"Boss, then you..."

"Master..."

"Ancestor!"

The expressions of the three of them changed.

"Don't worry, I will meet you soon!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and then he turned to face him.

These five old guys want to kill Mo Wentian, which is impossible.

Entering the Jiuyou Cavern to capture the artifact is still a long way away. On this road, people who want to kill Mo Wentian, don't know how many people there are.

Mo Wentian wanted to hide his strength, and he didn't even want to use the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, but he didn't expect these old guys to have good strength.

"Boss, this old guy's cultivation base will soon break through to the late Heavenly King!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao returned to Mo Wentian's side.

I saw a blood stain on Xiao Jiao's tail, shocking.

"The late Heavenly King!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

It seems that the Mozu has done a lot this time!

"Little Jiao, you and them both retired, and these five old guys handed over to me. Although they are all in the middle stage of the heavenly monarch, they are also some nourishment!"

"What the emperor lacks now is nourishment!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Boss, these old guys are not weak, be careful!"

Xiao Jiao wants to stay, but since Mo Wentian has said so, he can only listen.

"Relax!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao's figure and disappeared in front of Jiuyou Cave.

Turning around and looking at the five people in front of him, the fighting spirit on Mo Wentian's body rose instantly.

The middle stage of the five heavenly monarchs is really good, but if you want to kill him, Mo Wentian, this is not enough!

"Boy, let the ants go first!"

"I'm still a person of loyalty, but what about loyalty? If you meet the five evil spirits of our demons, you will definitely die today!"

"The third child, what are you talking nonsense, kill this kid, go back early to receive the reward!"

"Chunxiang from Mellow Fragrant House is still waiting!"

……

The five people watched Xiao Jiao and the others disappear, but they did not pursue them.

After all, their goal is Mo Wentian, as long as they kill Mo Wentian, they can go back to receive the reward.

As for Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng and others, in their eyes, they are nothing but ants, and they are too lazy to kill.

"Just because you want to kill the emperor?"

"Not enough!"

Mo Wentian's eyes are full of coldness and pride.

"Not qualified!"

"Boy, you are only in the early stage of Tianjun. We are all strong in the middle stage of Tianjun. Today we will let you know the strength of our demons!"

"Wuxu Ding!"

"Dragon Sword!"

"Hunter Hammer!"

……

The five people shouted coldly at the same time, and in the next instant, various weapons appeared in their hands, and they directly slashed towards Mo Wentian.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

Watching the five people killing himself at the same time, Mo Wentian suddenly roared.

A fierce and boundless breath burst out from Mo Wentian's body.

With a sword, I saw the void, shaking endlessly.

In the next instant, a crack appeared in the void, and the crack instantly became several meters in size. The endless turbulence of the void rushed out, and it was terrifying from a distance.

"What a terrible sword!"

"Wuxu Ding!"

"Hunter Hammer!"

……

The expressions of the five people who were about to beheaded towards Mo Wentian changed drastically.

But the next moment, the eyes of the two suddenly became extremely shocked.

The billowing sword intent enveloped Mo Wentian, and the five seemed to see a pair of cold and arrogant eyes.

The eyes were extremely cold, looking down at them, as if looking at ants.

"Shadow Profound Meaning!"

At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came, and Mo Wentian's body was instantly transformed into nine in the void.

Nine Mo Wentian holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, the power on them is rolling.

It seems to be a king from the supreme world, Mo Wentian's body is as agile as a leopard, nine Mo Wentian, one sword is shot at the same time.

These nine swords are very slow.

But in the eyes of the Demon Clan Wusha, it seems that there is only this sword.

"This is a clone!"

"The power of this sword is beyond the early days of Tianjun!"

"The strength of this kid is so strong!"

……

The five people roared again and again, their eyes filled with surprise.

"Block this kid!"

"Wuxu Ding!"

"Dragon Sword!"

……

The five people shouted coldly, and then they slapped their hands one by one.

At this moment, welcoming Mo Wentian's sword, the five middle-aged men seemed to panic countless times more than the powerhouse facing the late Heavenly King.

Gu Ding, Dragon Sword, Demon Hunting Hammer...

The five people shot at the same time and greeted Mo Wentian in the void.

"Crack!"

There is no so-called violent collision, only the sound of various weapons breaking.

The body of the five evil spirits of the demon race followed closely, all flying out upside down.

"Puff......"

Among the five people, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"No..."

"Ah..."

A scream sounded, and the chest of the middle-aged man in Wuxu Ding was directly penetrated by Mo Wentian's sword.

His eyes are wide open and his face is full of unwillingness.

But the vitality in him is fading quickly, but for a moment, there is no vitality.

"I am unwilling..."

"This is impossible!"

The old man of Dragon Sword roared, and the light in his eyes instantly dissipated.

The five evil spirits of the demon clan, two of them fell.

The remaining three middle-aged men no longer have the courage to continue fighting, and their entire bodies tremble.

"Don't kill me!"

"Don't kill me, I am the brother of the Great Elder of the Demon Race. If you kill me, the Demon Race will not let you go!"

"Yes, you can't kill me!"

……

The three are really scared at the moment!

I was afraid of Mo Wentian, whom they hadn't seen before.

"Boss, these people are very annoying, what should we do?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"No matter how small the shrimp is, it is meat!"

"How can this emperor let it go!"

Mo Wentian looked at the trembling three people in front of him, converging the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, and a smile appeared on his face.

It's hard to imagine this sunny face. It was the young man in front of him who had just killed the two mid-term martial artists.

"No matter how small the shrimp is, it is meat?"

Little Jiao took a deep breath, and then a smile spread.

Xiao Jiao is sure that the three people in front of him will end badly.

"Noisy!"

"It's time for you to play the final effect!"

Mo Wentian raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, stepped forward, and approached the three of them.

"Boy, you...what do you want to do?"

"I have an artifact of the highest level of the king, as well as a third-level elixir. I will give you everything you want, don't kill me!"

"As long as you let me go, I will let my brother give you everything you want!"

……

The three of them watched Mo Wentian approach with a wicked smile, and the fear in their hearts grew a little bit more, and the fear in their eyes did not hide.