Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1114: The terrible little Jiao

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Chapter 1114 The Terrible Little Jiao

"Boy, this is the thunder flame whip of the king-level perfection!"

"Under the whip of this young lady, even if she is a strong person in the early days of the emperor, she will peel off even if she does not die!"

"Boy, it is your honor to die under my thunder-flame whip today for the ants of your mid-term king of heaven!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's shocking appearance, Mu Ruxue subconsciously thought that Mo Wentian was scared, and said arrogantly.

It seems that at this moment, she has seen Mo Wentian's tragic death under her thunder flame whip.

"Really?"

"Thunderflame whip, I think the power of thunder and lightning and the power of flame are not bad. If this power of flame is taken to refine the pill for the emperor, it should be not bad!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Refining the pill is not bad?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"Thunderflame whip!"

"Thunder and lightning, Shenyan give me a pump!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words even more arrogant than himself, Mu Ruxue's eyes were terrifying killing intent.

With a cold shout, he held the Thunder Flame whip and held it directly above his head.

"Rumble..."

With the thunderflame whip of wood like snow lifted above his head, I saw an instant lightning and thunder in the void.

In the next moment, the terrifying power of thunder and lightning gathered towards the thunder flame whip.

At this moment, the whole body of the wood like snow is incredibly hot, as if the power of the flame that can burn everything, is even more wanton.

Immediately, the power of the flames also gathered towards the thunder flame whip.

Suddenly, the wood in the void is like snow, and the aura on his body is so vast, even if it is compared to the early days of the Emperor, it is not much different.

"Thunderflame whip!"

"Pump!"

The next moment, with a cold shout, Mu Ruxue held the Thunder Flame whip and drew it directly towards Mo Wentian.

"The power above this Thunderflame whip is so strong!"

"But under my Heaven-Eater Sword, there are all ants!"

Mo Wentian looked at the thunder flame whip that was drawn towards him in a flash, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian did not retreat at all, holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in his hand, he slashed directly at the Thunder Flame Divine Whip.

"Qiangqiang..."

"Boom..."

Sounds of collision came.

I saw in the void, the Heaven Devouring Sword and Thunderflame Whip collided, sparks shot in all directions.

"What kind of sword is this kid's sword?"

"How can the sword aura on this sword be so strong, under my thunder flame whip, it can still be intact, and the sword aura has entered my body?"

There was a violent collision, and Mu Ruxue's body moved back hundreds of feet.

He was taken aback for a moment, and looking at Mo Wentian who had just stepped back a few steps, Mu Ruxue's eyes were full of surprise.

The Heaven Devouring Divine Sword looks plain and unremarkable, but the mysterious patterns on the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword are extremely mysterious.

Even Mo Wentian now doesn't know what level of divine weapon this Heaven Devouring Divine Sword is.

"How about wood like snow?"

"The emperor is just a relaxed sword, you have been hurt by my sword aura!"

"Seeing that you have provided the emperor with ten artifacts and elixir, the emperor will give you one last chance to give you all the things on your body, and the emperor will spare you for the time being!"

Mo Wentian said with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth looking at the impressive wood like snow.

This sword, Mo Wentian displayed only 40-50% of the power.

But this is only 40-50% of the strength, Mu Ruxue is already lost and has been injured.

If Mo Wentian used all his strength, Mu Ruxue would have become a dead body at this moment.

The reason why Mo Wentian didn't directly kill the wood Ruxue is that Mo Wentian had already felt the hidden aura in the dark.

Although this hidden aura is only the perfect state of the heavenly king, although Mo Wentian is not afraid, he does not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Boy, don't think about it!"

"Thunderflame whip!"

"Interconnected!"

The sound of cold drinking sounded, and I saw Mu Ruxue dancing the thunder flame whip in his hand.

Thunderflame whip changed in an instant in the void, but only for a moment, the thunderflame whip of tens of meters long interlocked in the void.

With the interlocking of the Thunderflame whip, the power of the Thunderflame whip becomes more and more boundless.

"If you don't hand it over, no wonder this emperor!"

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Break the world with a sword!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light.

Looking at the soaring Mu Ruxue in the void, Mo Wentian was holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword. At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura surged again.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian broke the world with a sword shot again, slashing towards the wood Ruxue in the void.

"Not good!"

"This force is several times stronger than the one just now!"

Feeling the aura in Mo Wentian's body soaring, Mu Ruxue's eyes were full of awe-inspiring expressions.

At this moment, she really believed what Mo Wentian said. Originally, Mo Wentian's power was only 40-50%.

"Thunderflame whip, break it!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian's sword fell directly at the thunder flame whip in the void.

"No..."

"My thunderflame whip cannot be broken!"

Mu Ruxue exclaimed when Mo Wentian's sword fell towards the thunder flame whip.

The next moment, I wanted to put away the thunder flame whip in the void.

"Take it back at this time, it's too late!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were shaking with coldness.

"Ah..."

"No..."

"Miss, help me!"

……

And at this moment, screams for mercy resounded in the void.

"Mingfeng!"

Listening to these screams, Mu Ruxue's eyes opened wide, exclaiming.

I saw that Mingfeng's body at the moment was entangled by a dragon of hundreds of meters in size, and her face was very blue and red.

Her neck is even more restrained by Xiao Jiao's body, as if as long as Xiao Jiao uses a little force, Ming Feng's neck will break.

"Wood like snow, this thunder flame whip belongs to the emperor!"

At the moment when Mu Ruxue was stunned, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared directly in the void.

With a touch, he directly erased the connection between the dozens of feet of flame whip and Mu Ruxue in the void.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, the blazing whip fell in Mo Wentian's hands honestly.

"My flame whip..."

"This... how is this possible?"

"How could you instantly erase my connection with the Flaming Whip?"

Feeling the disappearance of the connection between the flame whip and himself, Mu Ruxue instantly turned her head, looking at Mo Wentian, her eyes were lost.