Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 827: Battle with Qihe

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Chapter 827 Fighting Qihe

"In front of the emperor, you still want to escape!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and then a bead gleaming with mysterious light appeared in his hand.

"Red clothes, red clothes, nourishment is here!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he grabbed the golden light directly.

"Brother Qi He, Brother Qi Ran, save..."

"Ah..."

The man's words of begging for mercy turned into painful screams before they were finished.

He tried to flee towards Qi He and Qi Ran's side, but before he escaped to Qi He's side, the Soul Golden Body was already caught by Mo Wentian.

"Magic Dzi Beads, swallow!"

"Buzzing..."

Shooting one by one, a series of terrible suction power came from the magic sky bead.

These countless souls are extremely, like a tide, rushing into the magic dzi beads.

For a while, all the power of the man's soul was swallowed by the magic dzi.

"Qi Bao is dead, Qi Bao was killed by this kid, and the soul and gold body was swallowed by this kid!"

"Kill this kid to avenge Junior Brother Qi Bao!"

"Kill him!"

……

The remaining three people finally recovered from their consternation, looking at Mo Wentian in front of them, their eyes were extremely murderous.

"Tianhu Boxing!"

"Lion Claws!"

……

Cold shouts came one after another, and the remaining three people came directly towards Mo Wentian and beheaded again.

"One at a time is too much trouble!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed cold, he let out a cold drink, and shot again with a sword.

In just one breath, Mo Wentian's figure weirdly transformed into nine in the void, and the nine figures did not move towards Qi He.

Instead, he bypassed Qihe and headed directly towards the remaining two.

"Ah..."

"Brother Qihe, save me!"

"No..."

"It's impossible..."

There were screams, and Qi He came back to his senses.

But it was too late at the moment. When I turned around, I saw the two figures lying on the ground, and there was also a deep bone wound on their chests.

Blood is flowing from the wound, but the vitality in them has disappeared.

"Magic Dzi!"

"Swallow!"

"Buzzing..."

With a cold drink, the Magic Dzi Bead appeared in Mo Wentian's hands again.

In just one breath, the magic dzi bead swallowed all these two spirits.

"Boy, you actually beheaded the three brothers of my orc race, I will kill you!"

Qi He's eyes were extremely shocked, but in the next instant, the coldness in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed.

Although Mo Wentian beheaded three of them, to Qi He's view, this was just a coincidence.

He didn't believe that Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early days of the Heavenly King, could slay his strong man in the late days.

"Don't worry, I will send you to reunite with them soon!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, smiling evilly.

"Boy, I am going to kill you!"

"Tianhu Boxing!"

The killing intent in Qi He's eyes was terrifying, and with a terrible punch, he blasted directly at Mo Wentian.

"Tianhu Boxing?"

"The emperor also has boxing, the emperor doesn't want to bully you, and play boxing with you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were Leng Ao Wushuang, and his voice was extremely cold.

In the next instant, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword disappeared in Mo Wentian's hand. Mo Wentian's palm fisted, and he directly greeted the punch in the void.

"Boom boom boom..."

In the void, the sound of collision came one after another.

After the collision, Mo Wentian's body was still standing on the spot, but Qi He's body had already moved back several feet.

"What a strong body!"

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Qi He's eyes were full of surprise.

"Hmm..."

The next moment, with a muffled snort, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"How about a strong body, your cultivation is not as good as mine, you still can't beat me!"

"Tianhuquan: A blow for life!"

In Qi He's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying, and he shouted coldly, only to see him punch again.

This punch is many times stronger than before. With this punch, behind him, there seems to be an ancient sky tiger phantom.

Tianhu is full of power.

"The Emperor let you **** fist!"

"Shenlong Fist!"

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and an indifferent voice sounded in the void.

Above Mo Wentian's fist, the Shenlong roared out and directly hit the Tianhu Phantom in the void.

"Rumble..."

In the void, the tiger phantom that day, instantly collapsed.

"Boom..."

In the next instant, I saw Qi He's figure, flying upside down.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood came out from Qi He's mouth, and his face was extremely cold at this moment.

His dignified master of the late Tianjun was beaten like this by the warrior of the early Tianjun of Mo Wentian, which is simply a shame!

"Boy, you just blocked the blow of this seat, you should have exhausted all your strength, I want to see how you can block my palm!"

Qi He looked at Mo Wentian with a cold face.

"Blocked your blow and exhausted all your strength?"

Mo Wentian glanced at Qi He helplessly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his voice hard to hide a bit of contempt.

Mo Wentian doesn't know why this person is so confident. He didn't use the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword just now, and he suffered internal injuries with one punch.

This person even arrogantly threatened to kill him!

"Boy, die!"

Qi He stood up, his eyes were taken aback for a moment, and the next moment, Qi He shot again with a palm.

With this palm shot, the void shattered directly, rolling devilish energy, centering on Qihe, spreading rapidly.

"Rumble..."

The terrible demon energy, in the void, madly condenses.

The next moment, I saw a huge palm measuring several tens of feet in the void.

"Boy, with this palm, you must die!"

Qi He's eyes are extremely cold.

This palm is already his full blow, and it is also his strongest blow. He firmly believes that Mo Wentian will die under this palm!

"Devil's Palm!"

"In front of the emperor, it is nothing but scum!"

Mo Wentian looked at the giant palm surging with devilish energy in the void, his eyes were flat.

The next moment, Mo Wentian punched again and greeted him with the giant palm.

"Ant, in this tiankeng, the emperor is not easy to display, go up and fight the emperor and let you die!"

I seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold.

In this sinkhole, there are still things that Mo Wentian wants. He doesn't want to ruin the sinkhole because of this ant.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and he headed directly out of the tiankeng.

"Boy, outside of the sinkhole, you still have to die!"

With a cold drink, Qi He's figure flashed and quickly followed.

"Boom..."

One fist and one palm violently collided, and the void was directly shattered.

The endless turbulence of the void, surging out.

"Puff......"

Qi He's body flew upside down again, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth again.