Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1130: The power of the soul

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Chapter 1130 The power of the soul

"The Emperor's conditions are very simple!"

"You and I fight, if you lose, you will surrender to the emperor to be the dog of the emperor!"

"Not only you, but also the eight shopkeepers of your Huayue firm, all will be the emperor's dogs!"

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"In front of the owner of the bank, do you think you have a chance to win?"

Listening to the conditions put forward by Mo Wentian, Mu Tuwu instantly laughed wildly, and his voice was even more ironic.

"Mu Tuwu, in a word, do you agree to the emperor's condition?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mu Tuwu's appearance. There was no fluctuation on Jun's face, and he said indifferently.

"Promise, why not promise!"

"Boy, what if the owner of the bank wins?"

Mu Tuwu was asked by Mo Wentian, without any hesitation, and he agreed instantly.

But the next moment, as if thinking of something, Mu Tuwu's eyes flashed a cold light, an extremely cold voice.

"Did you win?"

"You have won this emperor and you are at your disposal!"

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

Mo Wentian has full confidence in his heart, and Mu Tuwu in front of him wants to beat him. This is simply impossible.

No matter what conditions Mu Tuwu offered, Mo Wentian would agree to it, because Mu Tuwu would never win the battle.

"Very good!"

"Boy, the owner of the bank can guarantee that today is your death date!"

After hearing this, the wanton smile on Mu Tuwu's face became more and more crazy.

It seems that at this moment, he has already seen the fate of Mo Wentian's tragic death in his hands.

"This kid is really arrogant. He dares to promise the hostess under any conditions!"

"If you lose and leave it to the owner, I think this kid will die miserably!"

"This kid promised the master traveler to put away the time roulette, and then fight the master traveler, I think this kid is looking for death!"

"Yes, I caught my lady from Huayue Firm, and also took away ten lots of my Huayue Firm. Now in front of the owner, he even dared to put the time roulette away and talk to the owner. World War One!"

"If you die, you will die, and you can only blame him for being overweight!"

……

Seeing Mo Wentian saying so, behind Mu Tuwu, the eight figures looked at Mo Wentian with sneers in their eyes.

It seems that Mo Wentian at this moment, in their eyes, is like a funny joke.

"Old guy, don't drag yourself, find the emperor to die and you will be done right away!"

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

The cold voice sounded, and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands instantly.

As the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands, the aura on Mo Wentian's body rose instantly.

The Heaven Devouring Divine Sword was trembling in Mo Wentian's hands, and the billowing strength of the sword was trembling even more.

"This..."

"Why is this kid so powerful?"

Feeling Mo Wentian's terrifying power, a cold light flashed in Mu Tuwu's eyes, and a touch of surprise rose in his heart.

"No matter how strong the power is, it will not be the opponent of the owner of the bank!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mu Tuwu's eyes flashed, and his heart instantly became firm.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

With a cold drink, the light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's sword slashed directly towards Mu Tuwu in the void.

"Boom..."

Void, ripped a terrible crack.

"Sky Bull God Bow!"

Looking at this scene, Mu Tuwu was not at all outdated, the Celestial Bull Divine Bow opened a third of an arc, and an arrow shot directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Qiangqiang..."

"Boom..."

There was a violent collision, and Mo Wentian only felt as if there was a huge mountain crashing towards him, and Mo Wentian's body was receding steadily.

"Puff..."

The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"In the early days of the emperor, this emperor was a little underestimated!"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Mo Wentian originally thought that his physique had broken through to the level of the sixth Nine Dragon Body of the Immortal, and it would be easy to defeat Mu Tuwu in the early days of the Emperor.

Unexpectedly, this Mu Tuwu is not as simple as Mo Wentian imagined.

"Boss..."

There were a series of exclamations, and Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"I'm fine!"

"This old guy has a good body!"

"The emperor is more and more interested in this old guy, and he must be subdued under my feet today!"

Mo Wentian watched the Xiao Jiao appear next to him, with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and a calm expression on Jun's face.

"Boy, the lord of the bank has said, let you take the initiative to hand over the daughter of the lord of the bank, you will not pay!"

"Now you can't blame the owner of the bank!"

"Hahahaha..."

Looking at Mo Wentian being injured, Mu Tuwu instantly laughed frantically, standing proudly in the void, looking down at Mo Wentian, the look in his eyes was extremely arrogant.

"Old fellow, the emperor is injured. Are you better than the emperor?"

Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Boy, you..."

"Hmm..."

Hearing this, at this moment, Mu Tuwu suddenly discovered that the sword Yuanli was invading into his body, madly destroying his body.

"Sisi Jian Yuanli, you still want to hurt the lord, get out of me!"

The next moment, Mu Tuwu's eyes flashed with cold eyes, and he said coldly.

Immediately, I saw Mu Tuwu's hands playing one by one Yin Jue, and as he played one after another, Mu Tu Wu's aura rose sharply.

"Tear..."

"Tear..."

Immediately, the sound of the pieces of cloth shattering resounded even more.

"Boss, this old guy is using his physique, forcibly trying to force your sword power out!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao understood in an instant, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"If you want to die, just force it!"

Mo Wentian was extremely indifferent. At this moment, the wanton curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more dense.

The sword power that invaded Mu Tuwu's body was not just an ordinary sword power, but was processed by Mo Wentian and injected with the power of the soul.

Although the sword power that entered Mu Tuwu’s body was only a few times, if Mu Tuwu forcibly resisted and wanted to force this sword power out, he would not be able to force it out. I will be backfired.

"If you want to die, just force it?"

As he muttered to himself, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with a look of surprise in his eyes.