Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 850: Don’t keep one

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Chapter 850 Don't leave one behind

"This kid, Mo Wentian, is too arrogant, Xiao Jinghen is the perfect powerhouse of Tianjun!"

"This kid is more than arrogant, he is like a monster!"

"Haven’t you heard that the black devil who had perfected Tianjun has been beheaded by this kid!"

"If the rumors are true, then there will be a good show to watch today!"

……

In the dark, the silhouettes watched the terrible collision in the void, and instantly boiled.

The bodies of the two also moved back quickly.

"Very good!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wicked smile.

This Xiao Jinghen is worthy of being the first genius of the Monster Race, and his strength is indeed good.

It's even better than the Dark Lord.

However, with such strength, he wanted to kill him Mo Wentian, that would be a long way away.

"What a strong body!"

Xiao Jinghen's eyes flashed, and then he said gloomily.

"Boy, do you think I can't kill you if I'm in good health?"

"Pick me again!"

"Vulcan Fist!"

Along with Xiao Jinghen's fist, I saw a sky full of flames rising above Xiao Jinghen's head.

At this moment, the aura on his body is soaring wildly.

"Pick you up?"

"You should try my Shenlongquan first!"

He snorted coldly, and saw Mo Wentian punch and greet him directly.

It was just a breathing space. Mo Wentian shot thousands of punches in a flash, and the power of his fist was rolling, directly hitting the fire fist in the void.

"Rumble..."

The violent collision caused Mo Wentian's body to recede dozens of feet.

Xiao Jinghen didn't get any better, and he flew upside down.

At this moment, the physique difference between the two is obviously very great.

Mo Wentian's cultivation base broke through to the fifth level of the immortal body, the perfect state of the Zidijun body, and his physique was invincible in the realm of heavenly monarch.

But under Xiao Jinghen's punch, his body receded dozens of feet.

However, Xiao Jinghen's body flew upside down. It can be seen that Mo Wentian's physique is not even a bit stronger than that of the first genius of the monster race.

Mo Wentian's current punch, even though he can't die Tianjun's Consummation, but the little Tianjun's late and mid-term warriors are enough to smash into pieces with one punch.

"Boy, your cultivation is only in the early stage of the talented monarch, how can your body be so strong?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jinghen's eyes were full of impressive colors.

"How is this possible?"

"I'm not mistaken, the first genius of the Yaozu was actually slandered by the kid Mo Wentian?"

"This kid is terrible!"

……

Looking at the arrogant figure of Void, his eyes were shocked.

"Grandson, come and taste your little Jiao Grandpa and my dragon's tail!"

At this moment, a peerless dragon rose into the sky not far away.

"Hoho..."

Roars resounded throughout the void, and the terrifying power spread quickly.

"This little snake turned out to be a dragon!"

"Has the power of this Tianlong reached the terrible late stage of Tianjun?"

"What if he is Tianlong? He must not be able to beat that kid of the Yaozu!"

"Yes, the cultivation base of the Yaozu boy is only one step away from the peak of Tianjun!"

……

Looking at the little Jiao standing proudly in the void, there was a flash of surprise in everyone's eyes.

"Little snake, ghost sword!"

"Cut!"

Xiao Jing looked at Xiao Jiao with terrifying killing intent in his eyes.

I saw a divine sword shining with the power of the nether in his hand, and in the next instant, holding the divine sword in his hand, he slashed directly at Xiao Jiao.

"Shenlong wagging its tail!"

With a cold drink, Xiao Jiao's dragon body of hundreds of feet flashed quickly in the void, and in the next instant, the tail of dozens of feet was directly thrown at Xiao Jing.

"Boy, your little snake has hidden the cultivation base!"

"But even in the late stage of Tianjun, Junior Brother Xiao Jing is about to break through to the peak of Tianjun, and meeting him, today this little snake seems to be our snack!"

Xiao Jinghen looked at Mo Wentian with a sneer in his eyes.

"Really?"

Mo Wentian grinned.

"Of course, I met me today, Mo Wentian, you can only be considered bad luck!"

"Hahaha..."

As Xiao Jinghen said, he laughed wildly.

"Unlucky is you!"

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art: The sword breaks the sky!"

Leng Ao's voice sounded, and a divine sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

The divine sword trembled slightly in Mo Wentian's hand, as if it could not wait.

"Boom..."

The next moment, I saw Mo Wentian's figure flashing, and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in his hand, at this moment, rose with an extremely bright light.

In Mo Wentian's dantian, the billowing sword power surged out!

"Tear..."

With a tearing sound, the void was directly torn apart.

In the void, even the ban on the powerhouses of Heavenly Kings and above could not help shaking.

"Boom boom boom..."

There were collisions, and I saw the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand, drawing a very mysterious mark.

In the next moment, a terrifying power came out violently.

"Kill!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian directly slashed towards Xiao Jinghen.

"Want to kill me?"

"Yanding!"

Looking at Mo Wentian who was beheading him, Xiao Jinghen narrowed his eyes, and a cauldron appeared in his hand.

Immediately, he lifted Kanae above his head, and saw that Kanae skyrocketed rapidly, but within a few breaths, it had soared to the size of a hundred meters.

A raging fire is burning around the tripod. From a distance, it looks terrifying.

The next moment, I saw him holding a huge cauldron, heading directly towards Mo Wentian's suppression.

As Xiao Jinghen made a move, Mo Wentian only felt as if a big mountain was squeezing towards him.

The power was terrifying and boundless, as if to crush him to pieces.

"Could this be the legendary Yan Ding?"

"Yes, that is the artifact of the late king-level, Yanding!"

"Xiao Jinghen's cultivation of the foundation is only one step away from the King of Heaven, and now with Yanding in hand, it seems that Mo Wentian is dead!"

"That is, even if Mo Wentian is evil, it is impossible to stop Xiao Jinghen!"

……

Looking at Xukong's powerful Yan Ding, everyone looked at Mo Wentian's expressions, and couldn't hide a little regret.

Mo Wentian is really a rare genius, it is a pity that he died in Xiao Jinghen's hands like this.

But if two tigers fight each other, they must die. What's more, Don Wentian is the one named by the beast owner to kill...

"Boss, I quickly solved Xiao Jing, this kid to help you!"

Xiao Jiao also saw the terrible Yanding, his eyes flickered, and a firm voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"It's not just Xiao Jing, but a member of the monster race, don't keep one!"

Mo Wentian doesn't have the slightest affection for the people of Yaozu.

They tried to kill him again and again, and now they were sent to Mo Wentian's hands.