Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2078: Scare my legs are soft

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Chapter 2078 Scared the legs soft

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"This... how is this possible? This kid was only slightly injured under the strength of our king's physical strength? His cultivation is really only the Emperor's perfection?"

"This kid must have hidden his cultivation base, otherwise his strength could not be so strong!"

"What is the identity of this kid? What is his purpose in entering this place!"

"This kid himself admitted that he provoked the contradiction between our three-headed tiger tribe and the sword dragon tribe. What is his purpose? Even if it is for Xiyan Shenhua, this is not necessary!" /

"Our king was hurt by this kid again, continue, our king can't fight this kid!"

……

And at this moment, the countless three-headed tiger tribe's disciples suddenly became noisy.

They looked at Mo Wentian with both eyes, and they couldn't hide a little bit of shock in their eyes.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe that with Mo Wentian, the emperor's perfect cultivation base, he could actually fight against the powerhouse at the peak of the emperor, and they could even fight.

Thinking about it this way, the body of the countless three-headed tiger tribe's disciples couldn't help but step back.

"Boy, your physique is also very good!"

"Under my physique, I was only slightly injured!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Yuan Hu's figure flashed, standing proudly in the void, looking at Mo Wentian, and said coldly.

That's what I said, but in fact, Yuan Hu's heart is already unstable.

"The emperor doesn't want to talk nonsense with you!"

"The emperor gives you a chance to kill the emperor. There are only two choices, surrender to the emperor or die!"

Looking at Yuan Hu, Mo Wentian said with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Mo Wentian is like the aloof king, and his words don't hold his tongue.

"Surrender or die?"

"Boy, you are really arrogant. With the cultivation base of the peak of the Emperor of Heaven, it is just so easy for me to kill you!"

"You still want me to surrender you, it is ridiculous!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Hu laughed wildly.

It looks like I heard something funny, and I can't stop.

"Surrender? This kid said to let our king surrender?"

"This kid's strength is good, but he wants our king to surrender, at least he must be a powerhouse of the Emperor's Consummation. This kid, in the realm of the Emperor's Consummation, still wants our king to surrender?"

"I really don't know where this brat came from, how dare to speak like this!"

"I think this kid is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, but he is in our three-headed tiger clan today. Don't even think about leaving!"

"Yes, this kid is so arrogant, he has completely angered our king, and the king will definitely kill him!"

……

Listening to what Yuan Hu said, the countless three-headed tiger disciples instantly exploded the pot.

In their view, Mo Wentian's strength, although good, could not be Yuan Hu's opponent.

And Mo Wentian said so arrogantly that Yuan Hu should surrender. This was a joke to them.

But what they didn't know was that Mo Wentian's words were really a word of truth.

"It's so easy to kill me?"

"Ant, don't you think that is funny when you say this?"

"You have fought the emperor twice, but have you killed the emperor?"

"It seems that the emperor was only slightly injured, but you lost an arm, right?"

At this moment, Mo Wentian's figure flickered, standing proudly in the void, looking at Yuan Hu with contempt.

This Yuan Hu is really ridiculous, Mo Wentian can be sure that this second collision, this Yuan Hu has already exerted full strength, but it only caused him to be slightly injured.

What's more, Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness has been unfolded, and it has been discovered that this Yuan Hu's soul is only a thousand feet.

Thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand souls are only two hundred-thousand-thousandths away, but Mo Wentian is so confident that he can easily suppress this Yuan Hu with his orthos.

Thinking about this, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, you..."

It's okay if Mo Wentian didn't say this. As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Yuan Hu was furious.

Mo Wentian cut off his arm and didn't say anything. He even dared to say it so openly. Mo Wentian was arrogant.

But at this moment, Yuan Hu is still speechless by Mo Wentian.

At this moment, Yuan Hu only felt extremely humiliated.

"How about this emperor?"

Looking at Yuan Hu's impatient appearance, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, raised a wicked smile, and asked deliberately.

"Boy, I am going to kill you!"

"I will kill you!"

The sound of cold drinking sounded.

I saw Yuan Hu's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Yuan Hu's figure had already appeared in the void.

At this moment, Yuan Hu's figure has skyrocketed to the size of a thousand meters. Yuan Hu, who is a thousand meters in size, has obvious characteristics of the three-headed tiger clan.

The three heads and the three big eyes looked straight at Mo Wentian, and the killing intent in the eyes was undisguised.

If it is said that the eyes can kill people, Mo Wentian at this moment does not know how many times he has been beheaded by this Yuan Hu.

"Kill me?"

"How about your incarnation?"

"The emperor told you long ago that you will not be the opponent of the emperor!"

Looking at Yuan Hu's transformation into his original form, Mo Wentian's eyes showed no fluctuations at all.

In that way, it seems that he had known that Yuan Hu would be in his original form.

Actually, what Yuan Hu’s incarnation looks like, his soul is still only a thousand feet.

As long as his soul is only a thousand feet, this will not affect Mo Wentian at all.

"Will it be your opponent?"

"Boy, see how I swallow you alive!"

"No, I will tear you to pieces, and then swallow them piece by piece, so that your soul can't escape!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the killing intent in Yuan Hu's eyes became more and more reckless.

At the same time, Yuan Hu's aura rose rapidly.

"Really?"

"But the emperor's soul is not something you can catch with ants like you!"

"No, I'm afraid it is, if you see the emperor's spirit, you will be scared to be soft!"

The indifferent voice sounded, and the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more and more dense.

"When you see your soul, will your legs feel weak?"

"Boy, I have to say, your mouth is amazing!"

"Hope your soul will be as powerful as your mouth, otherwise, wouldn't it be disappointing to this king!"

Yuan Hu laughed wantonly after hearing this.

In Yuan Hu's view, Mo Wentian is nothing but arrogant words. As for Mo Wentian's spirit, it is impossible to be stronger than him.

Mo Wentian was able to cut off his straight arm, but it was because of luck.

As for Mo Wentian's true strength, it cannot be his opponent.

As for the divine soul, Mo Wentian’s divine soul cannot be stronger than his, let alone scared his legs.

"Soul!"

"Suppression!"

Mo Wentian paid no attention to Yuan Hu's evil smile.

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian unfolds the spirit directly.

Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, the spirit unfolded, and he went directly toward Yuan Hu's spirit.

Mo Wentian's terrifying power of divine soul is even attacking Yuan Hu.

"No..."

"How can you...your spirit reach one thousand two hundred feet?"

"You...your cultivation base, don't you...isn't it just the Emperor Consummation?"

At the moment when Mo Wentian's soul was enveloping Yuan Hu, Yuan Hu looked at Mo Wentian with disbelief in his eyes.

His body trembles even more at this moment.