Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1460: The deceitful battle

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Chapter 1460 The deceived warfare

Mo Wentian's subconscious figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"Boy, go to hell!"

And just as Mo Wentian's figure disappeared, a cold voice came.

In the void, You Zhan was holding the Youlong Halberd and fell towards the place where Mo Wentian's original figure was.

"Boom..."

There was a violent sound, and there was a huge pit measuring several meters in size where Mo Wentian's figure was originally located.

"Damn it!"

"This kid is even faster than me!"

Seeing Youlong's Halberd's fall, the killing intent in You Zhan's eyes became more and more terrifying.

"Old miscellaneous, want to sneak attack on this emperor, you are still a little tender!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the void.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's figure also appeared in the void.

"Tender?"

"Boy, I will let you know what is **** or old spicy!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, You Zhan's eyes didn't hide his killing intent at all.

Holding the Youlong halberd, the halberd trembled violently in his hand.

"Youlong Halberd!"

"Two heavens of ice and fire!"

The cold drink sounded, and you saw You Zhan punching one by one on the Youlong Halberd.

Along with the printing of these one by one, the Youlong Halberd, unexpectedly began to change.

On the Youlong Halberd, one end was red, burning with raging fire, while the other end was azure blue, with terrifying and boundless ice power spreading towards the surroundings.

What's more, on the Dragon's Halberd, a series of mysterious gods flashed up instantly.

"Hoho..."

"Hoho..."

The next moment, on the halberd of the dragon, a fire lion appeared on the fiery red end, and on the other, a dragon with a blue body appeared.

"Boss, this old messy method is terrible!"

"The aura on the fire lion and the dragon has reached the level of perfection comparable to the emperor!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a complex light, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"The means are really good!"

"But in front of the emperor, no matter how many methods are used, it is futile!"

His eyes shrank suddenly, and Mo Wentian's voice was sonorous and powerful.

It seems that Mo Wentian is very confident in defeating Youzhan.

"Boy, under my ice and fire, you will definitely die!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in You Zhan's eyes, the killing intent was crazy and wanton.

Immediately, with a wave of You Zhan's hand, the fire lion and the blue Youlong in the void swept towards Mo Wentian in two directions.

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

"The Lord..."

……

Looking at this scene, the faces of Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian and others are full of worry.

They wanted to help, but the breath emanating from the fire lion and Youlong made them retreat.

They are not afraid of death, but Xiao Jiao and Huantian know in their hearts that if they act at this moment, they are not helping Mo Wentian at all, but causing trouble to Mo Wentian.

"The old miscellaneous, the one who can make the emperor die, does not exist yet!"

An extremely arrogant voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of contempt.

At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to be a natural king. A king-like pressure spread over him instantly.

At this moment, You Zhan looked at this figure in the void, his body couldn't help but shrank.

It seems that in front of this figure, he is just an ant.

But this was just a moment, after the secluded battle, looking at Mo Wentian, his expression was extremely cold.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's figure flashed again and disappeared in place.

When Mo Wentian's figure reappeared, nine identical Mo Wentians appeared.

Nine Mo Wentian figures flashed again, and eighty-one Mo Wentian appeared.

Eighty-one Mo Wentian, whether it is aura or cultivation, it is exactly the same.

Even Xiaojiao and Huantian can’t tell which one is Mo Wentian’s real body and which one is Mo Wentian’s clone.

"Boy, you..."

"You have the ability to show me out!"

"What are so many clones?"

Looking at the eighty-one Mo Wentian that appeared in the void instantly, You Zhan was a bit dazed, recovered, and shouted with a cold, stern face.

Although his strength is comparable to the emperor's consummation, but in front of Mo Wentian, this phantom figure, he can't tell which is the clone and which is the real one.

"Nothing!"

"Don't you like to kill the emperor? Eighty-one emperors, the emperor will kill you!"

Hearing this, the eighty-one in the void, Mo Wentian, smiled wickedly.

"Eighty one beheaded for me?"

"Boy, you are crazy, but only eighty-one clones!"

"Even if I cut them one by one, I will find your true body and cut it into pieces!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's provocative words, You Zhan was holding the hand of Youlong Zhanji, and even traces of blood ooze out.

At the same time, the anger in You Zhan's heart suddenly came to life.

"Dead!"

A dead word fell, and You Zhan shot directly.

The fire lion and the dragon in the void directly rushed towards a figure of Mo Wentian.

"Buzzing..."

As soon as the fire lion and the dragon pounced on them, that figure was directly disillusioned.

Obviously, this figure is just a clone of Mo Wentian.

"Damn it!"

"Come again!"

Seeing this, the killing intent in You Zhan's eyes increased more and more.

The next moment, You Zhan made another move.

An hour's time passed in a blink of an eye.

In the void, there were eighty-one Mo Wentian figures, and only the last two were left.

"Old chopsticks, you really have perseverance!"

"The eighty avatars of this emperor were killed by you for seventy-nine ways!"

At this moment, the two Mo Wentians in the void looked at You Zhan with a wicked smile on their faces.

I have to say that the You Zhan in front of me really has perseverance. I have been killing Mo Wentian's clone for an hour.

But what You Zhan didn't know was that he had already fallen into Mo Wentian's trap.

While he was killing Mo Wentian clone, his power was being consumed.

At this hour, his power has been consumed by 20%.

"Boy, the last one!"

"The patriarch vowed to cut you out today, and see how you can hide!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in You Zhan's eyes, the killing intent was extremely wanton.

After finishing speaking, You Zhan did not hesitate at all, holding the Youlong Halberd, shot again.

"Old miscellaneous, it's almost done, you don't need to cut the clone!"

"The Emperor is here with you!"

His eyes shrank suddenly, Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.

In the void, one of Mo Wentian's figure has disappeared, and only one Mo Wentian figure is left.