Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 928: Threat?

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Chapter 928 Threat?

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"It seems that the Demon King and the Demon King, these two old miscellaneous pieces, some of them fight together!"

Listening to Xiao Jinghen's words, Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly and said with a wicked smile.

"Mo Wentian, let Sister Ren Jing go!"

"Otherwise, the Demon King will not let you go!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's delay in doing it, Qi Zhen thought that Mo Wentian was afraid to do it because Ren Jing was the daughter of the Demon King, so he shouted coldly.

"Qi Zhen, do you know what this emperor hates most?"

The curvature of Mo Wentian's mouth became stronger and stronger. He looked at Qi Zhen and asked instead.

"What do you hate?"

Qi Zhen almost blurted out subconsciously.

"What the Emperor hates most is that others threaten me!"

"The **** girl? Die!"

A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and then he said coldly.

"Ah..."

In the next instant, a scream rang through the void.

The scream stopped abruptly when the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand moved slightly.

"Boom..."

The flame-red graceful figure fell to the ground, stirring up dust on the ground.

A strong smell of blood spread quickly in the void.

"Lord Princess is dead?"

"Lord Princess is dead? How is this possible?"

"The princess is a strong man in the middle of the king, how could she be killed by Mo Wentian like this?"

"Yes, this is impossible!"

……

The strong smell of blood came, and the disciple of the monster race came back to his senses, looking at the figure fallen in the pool of blood, his eyes were full of disbelief.

You must know that Ren Jing is a strong man in the mid-term of the Heavenly King, and Mo Wentian is just the consummation of Heavenly Monarch. The gap between the two cultivation bases is vastly different.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

"I was not careful, why this monster princess died!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian looked at the figure lying on the ground with a wicked smile on his face.

"Mo Wentian, you..."

Mo Wentian's indifferent words came in his ears, and she looked at Ren Jing, who fell on the ground with no vitality, and even the soul did not escape.

In Qi Zhen's eyes, a terrible killing intent appeared in an instant.

"Dog stuff, looking at your good looks dead, are you trying to get revenge?"

Looking at Qi Zhen's murderous appearance, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, and he directly stood in front of Mo Wentian, his face full of arrogance.

"Little reptile, if you dare to block my way, then I will kill you first, and then kill Mowentian that kid!"

In Qi Zhen's eyes, a terrifying killing intent appeared more and more, and the voice was extremely cold.

"Want to kill your grandpa, Xiao Jiao, me?"

"I think you are looking for death!"

Xiao Jiao's eyes suddenly felt cold, and then the power on his body rolled out.

The vast Dragon Power spread instantly.

"What a strong Longwei!"

"The power of this dragon is so powerful!"

"The princess is dead, let's run away!"

"The princess is not the enemy of Mo Wentian's one trick, let alone ours, run away!"

……

Feeling the terrifying and boundless power of the void, a group of disciples of the monster race, their hearts trembled instantly.

In the next instant, one by one began to flee in the direction of the Yaozu frantically.

"Since you are here, do you want to escape?"

"Little Jiao, leave this Qi Town to you, and the rest of the trifles, this emperor has asked you not to stay!"

Mo Wentian looked at the monster disciple who was escaping frantically, his eyes flashed, and he shouted coldly.

"Boss, rest assured!"

Little Jiao quickly answered.

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the power on Xiao Jiao's body became more terrifying.

"Shenlong wagging its tail!"

In the next moment, with a cold cry, the dragon's tail, which is several feet in size, drew it directly towards Qi Zhen.

"Little crawler, want to smoke me?"

"A tiger roars into the sky!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao's twin-foot-sized dragon's tail that was drawn in a flash, there was no hesitation.

Qi Zhen's whole body was on the ground, and his body skyrocketed rapidly, but within a few breaths, it had skyrocketed to several feet in size.

His whole person, at this moment, seems to have become a tiger.

"Hoho..."

The next moment, at Xiao Jiao, he roared frantically.

Following Qi Zhen's roar, the terrifying sound wave focused on Qi Zhen and swept towards Xiao Jiao frantically.

"This howl is so strong!"

"I feel my heart trembling!"

"The little reptile in the early days of the King of Heaven wanted to fight Brother Qi Zhen, and he was looking for death!"

"This little reptile, it seems that Brother Qi Zhen will be directly shaken to death!"

……

The disciples of the Orcs looked at the void one by one, with extremely confident eyes.

"Boom..."

The terrible sound wave collided with Xiao Jiao's dragon tail.

Xiao Jiao's body flew out directly.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood came out from Xiao Jiao's mouth.

Although Qi Zhen on the opposite side did not fly out, he was not much better.

His whole body receded several tens of feet, and the corners of his mouth also overflowed with blood.

"This little reptile is so strong!"

Wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Qi Zhen's eyes were terrifying killing intent.

"Brother Qi Zhen was injured?"

"How is this possible? Brother Qi Zhen is a strong man in the middle of the king, who is about to break through to the second stage of the king, how could he be injured?"

"How can this little reptile be so strong? Isn't he the early days of the King of Talent?"

"Brother Qi Zhen received only a little relief. This little reptile will not be his opponent Qi Zhen!"

……

The disciple of the orc, looking at the blood on the corner of Qi Zhen's mouth, his expression changed drastically.

In the next instant, among the crowd, the pot exploded in an instant.

"Little Jiao!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he quickly shouted.

"Boss, I'm fine!"

"It's just a little injury, give me this dog thing, I will make him a meatloaf!"

Little Jiao stood up, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Mo Wentian with a firm expression in his eyes.

"Little Jiao, be careful!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there were faint flashes of cold light.

Although Mo Wentian knew very well in his heart that Qi Zhen in the middle of the Heavenly King would not be Xiao Jiao's opponent, but seeing Xiao Jiao get injured, Mo Wentian couldn't help but exhorted.

"Don't worry, boss!"

Little Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a calm face.

"This little Jiao is so combative!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao's fighting spirit, Mo Wentian couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian held the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in his hand and slashed towards the group of monster disciples who fled frantically.

"Ah..."

"No..."

"Don't kill me!"

"Let me go!"

……

As Mo Wentian cut out with a sword, screams and begging for mercy suddenly resounded.

But Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest softheartedness. For the disciples of the Monster Race and Orc Race, Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest favor.

The monsters, the disciples of the orcs want to kill him, so he doesn't mind if he asks the sky, and kills them first.