Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1268: Jiang Zhengyuan, fall!

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Chapter 1268 Jiang Zhengyuan, fall!

"Old crap, go to hell!"

"When the emperor solves you, it's time to **** the Shenlong Tongtian map!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, there was a bright light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"You want to kill the emperor with the hostility in the ghost furnace, and the emperor will treat him with his own way today!"

"Kill you with the hostility in this ghost furnace!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly hit the ghost furnace one by one with both hands.

With Mo Wentian's printing techniques, a series of terrifying hostility in the Ghost Furnace spread out in an instant, rushing towards Jiang Zhengyuan, seeming to want to annex Jiang Zhengyuan.

"This kid, the hostility he has shown, is even worse than this elder!"

"Do I really want to be planted in the hands of an ant at the peak of the king?"

Looking at the terrifying hostility that came in an instant, a complex light flashed in Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes.

At this moment, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but when he thought of his Jun'er, thought of the 500,000 disciples of the Tianniu tribe, thought of his dual swords of ice and fire and the ghost furnace being taken away by Mo Wentian.

Especially when he recalled his vows before coming to Devour the Kingdom of God, Jiang Zhengyuan's retreat stopped.

"No!"

"I can't retire, even if I die, I can't retire. I am the great elder of the Tianniu tribe. I am a figure with a face in the ancient relics. I would rather jade broken than tile!"

Thinking about this, Jiang Zhengyuan's thoughts changed instantly.

Said secretly in his heart, and a firm light flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, it's not so easy to kill me!"

The next moment, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes shrank suddenly, looking at Mo Wentian in the void, and said coldly.

At the same time, Jiang Zhengyuan's power also skyrocketed rapidly.

"Tear..."

There were tears and tears, and the clothes on Jiang Zhengyuan's body broke apart, revealing his extremely strong tendons.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengyuan is tens of feet tall, and his power is even more vast.

"Old crap, fought back?"

"Very good!"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian's evil smile raised at the corner of his mouth, and it became a bit richer.

If Jiang Zhengyuan didn't fight back and begged for mercy directly, it would make Mo Wentian feel boring.

And Jiang Zhengyuan is going to fight him, but Mo Wentian is happy. Since his cultivation base broke through to the peak of the Heavenly King, Mo Wentian hasn't really fought a good fight.

Jiang Zhengyuan in front of him is just a test subject.

"Tianniu Wuyingquan!"

"Boy, I want to smash your body and let you die without a place to be buried!"

At this moment, a loud shout came.

The next moment, I saw Jiang Zhengyuan's fist measuring several feet in size, rapidly changing in the void.

In just a few breaths, those fists measuring several feet in size seemed to spread all over the void.

Immediately, he banged directly at Mo Wentian.

"Boss, be careful!"

Looking at this scene, the caring voice of Xiao Jiao and Huantian came in an instant.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wentian just nodded in the direction where Xiao Jiao and Huantian were, but when Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and Huantian, his eyes were extremely firm.

It seems that for the Jiang Zhengyuan in front of him, he has a full hug and can beat me.

"The great elder deserves to be the great elder, and the method is really terrifying. Our long-beauty Wuying Fist, but the long-lost technique of our long-beau tribe, I did not expect the great elder to practice it!

"What about taking away the Great Elder's Ice and Fire Dual Blades and Ghost Furnace? With the terrifying physique of the Great Elder, could this kid be able to stop the Great Elder from becoming a success?"

"This kid is impossible to stop, death is destined to be his end!"

"Cultivation is certainly the most important thing!"

……

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, the disciples of the Tianniu tribe, who was looking at the mighty and powerful in the sky, light suddenly appeared in the dim eyes.

At this moment, they seem to have seen Mo Wentian's tragic death under Jiang Zhengyuan's Tianniu Wuying Fist.

The corners of their mouths couldn't help but raised slightly.

"Old Miscellaneous, this ghost furnace has been in your hands for many years. Is it not clear that the hostility in this ghost furnace will break your physique so easily?"

At this moment, Mo Wentian seems to have discovered something, but his eyes are dull, and his heart is even more secret.

At the moment when Niu Wuying fisted Jiang Zhengyuan that day, Mo Wentian had already noticed, even though Jiang Zhengyuan's physique was terrifying.

But under this treacherous hostility, Jiang Zhengyuan's physique is really vulnerable.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The sound of sharp drinking came from the void again.

I saw the countless fist marks in the void, blasting directly towards Mo Wentian.

While watching this scene, Mo Wentian's eyes didn't fluctuate at all. Even at this moment, Mo Wentian closed his eyes directly.

"What's the matter with the emperor of the Kingdom of Heaven Devouring God? Is he afraid that he will die without waiting?"

"The cultivation base of the Heavenly King Peak is still too bad after all!"

"Hey...it's a pity, in fact, the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom of God has excellent talents, but his cultivation base is too low. If he continues to grow, his strength is bound to be terrifying."

"No, according to the character of the Emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom, it is impossible for him to stand and wait for death!"

……

Hundreds of feet away, countless figures looked at the extremely calm figure in the void, and they started talking in an instant.

And just when they thought that Mo Wentian was going to die under the long cow Wuying Fist, the long cow tribe elder.

"Old miscellaneous, why are you so careless? The emperor has told you that if you want to kill the emperor, you are not enough!"

"Shenlongquan, go on the road!"

Just when the Tianniu Wuying Fist was about to fall on top of Mo Wentian's head, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly opened.

With an angry cry, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and shot directly with a punch, blasting towards the chest of Jiang Zhengyuan who was close at hand.

Mo Wentian's sudden punch gave Jiang Zhengyuan no defense at all.

In addition, the hostility in the ghost furnace was madly destroying Jiang Zhengyuan's physique. Mo Wentian's Shenlong Fist blasted directly on Jiang Zhengyuan's chest.

"Ah..."

"No..."

……

Suddenly, a scream resounded throughout the void.

In the void, I saw a body measuring dozens of feet in size, with a palm directly through his chest.

A stream of blood gushed out from the fist-sized hole in an instant, and a strong smell of blood permeated in an instant.

"Die!"

An icy voice came, Mo Wentian's palm moved in the hole, and a beating heart was instantly picked off by Mo Wentian.

The moment Mo Wentian took it off, the scream stopped abruptly.