Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 903: Ice ancestor

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Chapter 903 Ice Ancestor

"Old dog, let your grandfather Xiao Jiao let me teach you!

Little Jiao stood proudly in the void, looking at Lu Yuan, the Great Elder of the Demon Race, with a fierce face.

"It's arrogant that a little reptile wants to kill me too!"

"Today I will let you know how good I am!"

In the eyes of the great elder of the demon clan, Lu Yan, a cold light appeared, and he shouted coldly.

The ancestor Huo is not Mo Wentian's opponent. Lu Yuan is naturally afraid of Mo Wentian, but the Xiao Jiao in front of him is only in the early days of the Heavenly King.

Moreover, he has just stepped into the early stage of the Heavenly King. Such a cultivation base, Lu Yuan, the Great Elder of the Demon Race, really didn't take it seriously.

"White Tiger Fist!"

In the next instant, Lu Yuan gave a cold shout, fisted his palm, and blasted directly at the little Jiao in the void.

With a punch, behind Lu Yuan, a phantom of a hundred feet white tiger appeared, standing proudly in the void, roaring at the little Jiao.

"One-armed old dog, even in your heyday, you can never beat your grandfather Jiao, let alone now!"

"Shenlong wagging its tail!"

Xiao Jiao looked at the punch that hit him, his eyes shrank slightly, and he shouted coldly.

The next moment, I saw his Baizhang dragon body flashed, and his tail tens of meters in size directly greeted Void with a punch.

"Boom..."

There was a violent collision, and in the void, the phantom of the Baizhang Shenlong directly collapsed.

Lu Yuan's body also flew out directly.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

The corners of Xiao Jiao's mouth also overflowed with blood.

"In the middle of the king, not bad!"

Speaking to himself, Xiao Jiao’s eyes flashed with cold light.

"What's the matter?"

"Isn't that little snake in the early stage of the King of Heaven? How could it hurt the great elder of the Demon Race?"

"It must be because the demon elder was cut off by Mo Wentian and was hurt, otherwise it is impossible to defeat a little monster!"

"I think so, the great elder of the Demon Race, his strength is not much worse than that of the late stage of the king!"

"If he hadn't been injured before, this little snake would never be the opponent of the demon elder Lu Yuan!"

……

Looking at the figure flying out of the sky, countless martial artists began to talk.

"Little reptile, you hit this elder with a physical battle!"

"This elder will make you pay!"

Listening to those voices of discussion, the elder's heart instantly rose with confidence.

Stand up, look at Xiao Jiao with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Pay the price?"

"Old dog, your grandpa, I don't know what the price will be, but I know that today you are my defeated man!"

Little Jiao grinned slightly, the cold light in his eyes flickered.

Following Mo Wentian for a long time, Xiao Jiao has learned the essence of that arrogant skill.

"Little Jiao, don't play for too long!"

"Let him surrender!"

Mo Wentian looked at the void, and he was very clear in his heart that the little Jiao at this moment was very playful. If he didn't say anything to stop him, let him continue the fight.

It is estimated that Xiao Jiao will have to fight him for three days and three nights.

"Understood, boss!"

An icy voice sounded in his mind, Xiao Jiao's expression dimmed for a moment, seemingly reluctant, but he still agreed.

"Boss, they are all on the road, now it's your turn!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian looked at the Ice Ancestor in front of him, his eyes flickering with cold light.

The ancestor of the Great War, Mo Wentian already knew his strength very well. It was not enough to use the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword to kill the strong man in the late stage of the King of Heaven.

You must rely on time roulette, but the ice ancestor in front of you is a bit worse than Huo ancestor in strength.

In addition to the shock that he killed the ancestor Huo, Mo Wentian had a hunch in his heart.

The ancestors of Ice War, do not need to use the Time Roulette, just use the Heaven Devouring Sword.

"The sword is coming!"

With a cold drink, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

Standing proudly in the void, the aura on Mo Wentian's body became more and more terrifying.

"The overbearing Mo Wentian, he just killed many powerful Demon clan, and now he still wants to kill the ice ancestor and the elder!"

"It seems that the demons are going to be exterminated today!"

"It is better to be careful in all things. If the Demon Race does not provoke Mo Wentian and provoke the Jiuyou Race, how can the Demon Race be destroyed today!"

"Ice Ancestor, can you still fight Mo Wentian?"

……

Looking at the arrogant figure in the void, the crowd instantly exploded.

"Damn it!"

The Ice Ancestor looked at the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand, and his eyes were extremely angry.

But he didn't attack Mo Wentian.

He even trembled a little in his heart. Mo Wentian just now, even the ancestor Huo had already been killed, not to mention that he was not as strong as the ancestor Huo!

"Old miscellaneous, this emperor will give you another chance!"

"Surrender to the emperor, or die!"

Standing proudly in the void, in Mo Wentian's eyes, there is boundless contempt.

In Mo Wentian's body, the billowing power is immense, holding the Heaven Devouring God Sword in his hand, and the billowing sword elemental power is shaking on the Heaven Devouring God Sword.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's breath was terrifying.

"Surrender?"

"Dead?"

The expression of the ice ancestor was ugly instantly.

Mo Wentian, it is too arrogant!

Should kill so many powerful men of his demon clan, even if he conquered the elder disciples of his demon clan, he still wants to subdue him now!

This simply did not put him in the eyes, did not put the whole demons in the eyes.

"Mo Wentian, don't deceive others too much!"

"My demons are surrendered to Lord Beast Lord. If you kill us, Lord Beast Lord will definitely not let you go!"

As if thinking of something, Old Ancestor Bing flashed a cold light in his eyes and shouted sharply.

"Beastmaster?"

"The emperor is waiting for him!"

Mo Wentian's voice is extremely cold.

The beast owner?

Even if the beast owner does not come to him, Mo Wentian will go to the beast owner sooner or later!

Mo Wentian hasn't settled the account with him in the Sword God Continent!

If the beast owner came to the door proactively, it would save Mo Wentian a lot of trouble!

"Mo Wentian, this kid is simply too arrogant, beast owner, that is the strongest man in the ancient heritage!"

"It is rumored that the cultivation base of the Lord Beast Master has exceeded the realm of the heavenly king and reached the terrible Emperor. Mo Wentian is only the perfect cultivation base of the heavenly monarch. In his eyes, there is no fear. Meaning!"

"Arrogance will always pay for it!"

"In the ancient relics, in the near future, there will surely be a good show!"

……

Looking at the arrogant and arrogant Mo Wentian in the sky, everyone's eyes were full of expectations.

They are looking forward to the battle between Mo Wentian and the Beast Lord, the most peak duel in this ancient relic!