Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 886: Lu Yan internal injury

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Chapter 886 Internal Injury of Lu Yan

"Give it to you?"

"Boy, I will kill you today to avenge my son!

"The Magic Sacred Cauldron: Suppression!"

Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in his eyes was terrifying, and said gloomily.

"It is ridiculous to want to kill me with this tripod!"

An indifferent voice sounded.

Mo Wentian's figure appeared in front of Lu Yan one step at a time. Looking at Lu Yan, Mo Wentian sneered.

"Boy, die to me!"

Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian's sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed.

With a cold voice, the Demon Sacred Cauldron slammed directly towards Mo Wentian in front of him.

"Time Roulette!"

"Block me!"

Looking at the giant cauldron the size of hundreds of meters in the void, suppressed, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.

With a cold drink, the time roulette reappeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

Looking at the time wheel reappearing in the void, Lu Yan's expression suddenly changed.

It was this time roulette just now, so that his Demon Sacred Sword could not be cut to Mo Wentian's body, and Mo Wentian was able to take away his Demon Sacred Sword.

The next moment, Lu Yan's heart moved, and he quickly put away the magic saint cauldron, turning it into a palm size, spinning it in his hand.

"Boy, you have the ability to put this roulette away and fight with me!"

As if thinking of something, Lu Yan looked at Mo Wentian, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Take it away?"

"You have your artifact, and the emperor also uses the artifact, why does the emperor want to put away the artifact?"

After hearing this, Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, saying indifferently.

How could Mo Wentian not understand the meaning of Lu Yan's words, especially Lu Yan's reaction after seeing the time roulette, fully showing the fear in his heart.

"Yes, this demon king used two artifacts of the peak of the king rank, not to mention, he is still a powerful man in the late stage of the king, why does he not let the warriors of the late king of Mo Wentian use the artifact!"

"Can't you see this? This is the artifact that the demon king is afraid of Mo Wentian's hand!"

"The demon king of the dignified demon clan is really shameless. Even if the heavenly king fights the heavenly monarch, he still prevents Mo Wentian from using the artifact. This is simply shameless!"

"Face? Do people of the Demon Race have a face? I'm afraid they don't know what a face is?"

……

Thousands of feet away, the disciples of other races in the ancient relics began to discuss.

"Boy, don't you have that courage?"

Listening to those discussions, Lu Yan's eyes became more and more cold.

In the next moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he stepped forward.

"Noisy!"

"The emperor is too lazy to talk nonsense with you, go to hell!"

He shouted coldly, and saw that the time roulette rapidly skyrocketed in Mo Wentian's hands.

In just a few breaths, it has skyrocketed to the size of a hundred meters, and in the next instant, he went directly to Lu Yan.

"Magic Holy Cauldron, block me!"

Lu Yan is not unaware of the power of time roulette.

Looking at Mo Wentian's time roulette moving towards direct suppression, Lu Yan quickly yelled out coldly.

In the next instant, the Demon Sage Cauldron in his hand also suddenly soared, and the mysterious **** pattern on the Demon Sage Cauldron also instantly lit up.

Lu Yan held the giant cauldron in his hand and stood directly in front of Dajian.

"Want to hide inside and not come out?"

"Do you think your magic saint cauldron is very strong?"

Looking at Lu Yan hiding behind the Demon Sacred Cauldron, Mo Wentian's mouth turned into a sneer, his face was full of disdain.

Undoubtedly, this Lu Yan is really afraid of time roulette.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

"My magic saint cauldron is even the sharpest artifact of the King-level Consummation. Don't even want to break through my defenses. Do you still want to use your time to break through the wheel?"

Hearing this, Lu Yan's eyes flashed with cold light.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and said confidently.

"Old dog Lu Yan, have you forgotten that the emperor's time roulette is an imperial artifact!"

"What's more, if you want to break your defense, why do you need time roulette?"

Mo Wentian's extremely arrogant voice resounded in the void.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.

"Boy, you have the ability to show me out!"

"What are you capable of hiding like this?"

Looking at the disappearance of Mo Wentian's figure, Lu Yan thought that Mo Wentian had escaped, and let go of his voice.

I don't know why, after saying this, a bad premonition rose in Lu Yan's heart.

"Mo Wentian, where did this kid go? Why did I disappear in the blink of an eye just now!"

"He doesn't want to repeat the old tricks, remember that he was just like this, and took away the Demon King's Demon Sword!"

"I think it is very possible!"

"Mo Wentian, this kid is too weird, he is terrible!"

"I think that the demon king met Mo Wentian, it was a hard time. Not to mention the loss of so many Meijiao Niang this time, I think he is likely to confess to Mo Wentian's hands!"

……

As Mo Wentian's figure disappeared, the crowd exploded again.

"Who said that the emperor is going to hide?"

"This emperor is just to break your magic saint cauldron one step closer!"

At this moment, an extremely cold voice resounded in the void.

Hearing this, everyone looked towards the void, and saw Mo Wentian's figure, already behind Lu Yan.

"The Demon Sacred Cauldron and the Demon Sacred Sword are good partners, how could this emperor cruelly let them separate!"

Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly and said indifferently.

"Mo Wentian, you..."

Mo Wentian's arrogant words came again in his ears, and Lu Yan came back to his senses.

I just wanted to talk a lot, but before I finished speaking, I clearly felt a dangerous atmosphere spreading towards I saw.

"Go away!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian made a fist with his palm, and blasted directly at Lu Yan in front of him.

Lu Yan spread the slightest defense, and Mo Wentian slammed a punch in his chest.

"Boom..."

In the next instant, Lu Yan's body flew upside down, stirring up dust on the ground.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood came out from Lu Yan's mouth.

Mo Wentian's punch was only 30% of the power. His punch was not aimed at killing Lu Yan.

I just want to blast him away so that he can take away the magic saint cauldron.

As for Lu Yan, he flew out and vomited blood. It was more of an internal injury from his anger.

"What's the matter? Why did the Demon Lord fly directly in the early stage!"

"This is impossible, Mo Wentian just now has the power of the punch, but only the ordinary late Heavenly King, Demon Lord, who is the strong late Heavenly King, will not be injured?"

"Yes, there is a huge difference between the power of the late Heavenly King and the late Heavenly King!"

"Master Devil, this is really not a match for Mo Wentian, this kid?"

……

The demon disciples watched this scene and couldn't help discussing one by one.

Although Lu Yan is at a disadvantage, their trust in Lu Yan is beyond doubt.

Those figures, looking at Lu Yan's eyes, are mixed with worry in their respect.