Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 905: The shameless ice ancestor

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Chapter 905 Shameless Ice Ancestor

"It's a pity!"

Mo Wentian looked at Old Ancestor Bing, and shook his head slightly, with a look of regret in his eyes.

He wants to subdue this old ice ancestor, but if this old ice ancestor doesn't surrender, he can't blame him.

A person who could not be used by him, Mo Wentian didn't mean to leave Ancestor Ice in the slightest.

A strong man in the realm of heavenly kings, if he can't surrender to him, he might as well kill the devoured value.

"Frozen Sword!"

"Kill!"

Suddenly, Old Ancestor Bing looked at Mo Wentian, his killing intent in his eyes instantly skyrocketed, and a cold voice sounded.

A rush of murderous air swept towards Mo Wentian.

"Heaven Devouring Sword!"

"Break the world with a sword!"

"Dead!"

At this moment, watching the Ice Ancestor who came to kill him, a cold voice sounded.

Looking at Old Ancestor Ice, a terrifying murder intent appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The next moment, I saw Mo Wentian's hands swept out of the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword.

"Rumble..."

With Mo Wentian's sword shot, the void shattered wherever the sword energy passed.

The terrifying power, madly spreading towards the void.

At the rift in the void, the endless turbulence of the void rolls out.

Looking from a distance, it was terrifying.

"It’s such a strong power. I originally thought that Mo Wentian’s own power was not strong. The reason why he was able to kill Patriarch Hu was entirely dependent on the roulette in his hands. The role of the disk!"

"The power of this sword is comparable to that of a normal late king of heaven!"

"The Heavenly King is consummated, and he displays the power of the late Heavenly King. This is simply a monster!"

"It's terrible!"

……

Looking at the terrifying sword of the void, countless martial artists, their eyes are full of impressive expressions.

"Boss, be careful!"

At this moment, Huantian's slightly worried voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Don't worry, he can't kill me with this trick!"

Mo Wentian said with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, go to hell!"

In the next instant, I saw Old Ancestor Bing cry out, and the Frozen Sword in his hand came directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Old miscellaneous, your trick is too weak!"

The cold and proud voice sounded, and a smirk rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Qiangqiang..."

There is a sound of metal crashing. The two divine swords collided directly, wiping out dazzling sparks.

"Hmm..."

In the next moment, Mo Wentian snorted, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

His face became paler.

"Warriors who practice the power of ice are really strong!"

Muttering to himself in his mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparable light.

The aura on this ice ancestor, although it is a bit worse than the previous fire ancestor, but the strength he has displayed is not much worse than that of the fire ancestor.

His move of the Frozen Sword, although Mo Wentian used the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword to block it, the overbearing power of Frozen invaded Mo Wentian's body.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian's terrifying physique, that ice-bound power was enough to make Mo Wentian lose his combat effectiveness.

"Boy, know how good I am!"

"My ancestor gives you a chance to take all your dogs and kneel on the ground to beg my ancestor for mercy, and my ancestor will show mercy and spare you not to die!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ancestor Bing's eyes flashed with coldness.

If Mo Wentian knelt on the ground and begged him for mercy, it would make him more happy than killing Mo Wentian.

The feeling of letting a character from the ancient relics kneel down and begging for mercy is absolutely sour.

"Spare me or die?"

Hearing this, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more dense.

He doesn't ask God, when does he need to beg for mercy!

The ice ancestor in front of me is simply ridiculous. A little late stage king wants to make him surrender. This is just a dream!

"Ah..."

At this moment, in the void, a terrible voice came.

Xunsheng Mo Wentian looked towards the void, and saw that in the endless void, a dragon body of the size of a hundred meters rolled up an old man and rushed towards Mo Wentian.

In just a few breaths, the hundred-meter-long Shenlong threw the old man directly from the void.

"Boom..."

A figure fell to the ground, stirring up dust on the ground.

"What dropped in the void just now?"

"It looks like a figure?"

"No, is it the elder?"

"It was the dragon that threw the great elder down!"

"This is impossible? The great elder is a strong man in the middle of the heavenly king, and this little snake is only in the early days of the heavenly king, how can he fight the great elder?"

……

As the body of the elder smashed to the ground, everyone came back to their senses, and their eyes were full of impressive words.

"Boss, the mission is complete!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and appeared directly in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the corner of Xiao Jiao's mouth raised slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Little Jiao, you have worked hard!"

"This old crap, you will take care of me first, wait for me to solve this old crap!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, his eyes flashing with coldness.

"Boss, don't worry!"

Little Jiao quickly answered, his voice was very hearty.

"Ancestor Ice, save me!"

"Help me!"

At this moment, Lu Yuan, the Great Elder of the Demon Race, looked at the Ice Ancestor not far away, and frantically asked for mercy.

"In front of the emperor, do you still want to ask for mercy?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light, and then he stepped out and appeared directly in front of Lu Yuan.

Looking at Lu Yuan, Mo Wentian said with a stern smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Mo Wentian, the gambling appointment is yours and mine, you let Lu Yuan!"

I seemed to think of something, Old Ancestor Bing looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed, and said coldly.

"The gambling appointment is yours and my gambling appointment is right!"

"The battle between my monster beast and your running dog Lu Yuan is a matter between them, and it is not your responsibility!"

Hearing this, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.

Ke Mo Wentian's eyes, looking at Ancestor Ice not far away, were full of disdain.

"Boy, you..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Old Ancestor Bing was almost furious.

But it was always his fault, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

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

"Surrender or die!"

Mo Wentian looked at Old Ancestor Bing, his eyes flashed coldly, and said coldly again.

"You killed so many powerful people in my demons, I will never surrender to you!"

The old ancestor Bing glanced around, watching all the figures watching him, as if for the sake of face, his voice was full of sonority.

"Not surrendered?"

"Then die!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were suddenly extremely cold, and said coldly.