Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2317: Pretending to be injured

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Chapter 2317 Pretending to be injured

"Really?"

"That said, I have to thank you!"

Listening to Duan Qi's words, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, raising a curve.

"You kid, you are very polite!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi's eyes flashed an impressive, subconscious way.

"You and I are chatting like this, but in the slightest are you who are going to fight in the ring!"

Seeing that Duan Qi didn't mean to enter the ring at all, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold voice.

"Boy, it seems you can't wait any longer!"

"Come, let me see if you have the same strength as your courage!"

It's okay if Mo Wentian didn't say this. As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Duan Qi instantly remembered, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Duan Qi's figure had already appeared on the ring.

"It is natural for the emperor to speak out, and it has always been counted!"

The icy voice sounded, and a touch of confidence rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared on the ring.

"Shentian Fist!"

The next moment, Duan Qi didn't hesitate at all, yelled, and banged directly at Mo Wentian with a punch.

"Rumble..."

With Duan Qi's punch, there was a sound in the void.

I saw the entire void, shaking a little.

I have to say that this strange Shentian Fist is still well practiced, at least the strength of this fist is already the peak of the Emperor of Heaven.

And Mo Wentian looked at this punch, his expression didn't even change at all.

In that way, it seems that Duan Qi's punch has not been placed in his eyes.

"Boss, be careful!"

"Will God, be careful!"

……

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao, Tianhu and others exclaimed.

At this moment, there was even more worry on Xiao Jiao and others' faces.

"Nothing!"

"Shentian fist in this mere district, this emperor's Shenlong fist will knock him to the ground!"

Mo Wentian's eyes are full of confidence.

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's confident words, Xiao Jiao and the others looked at each other, opened their mouths, wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

Xiao Jiao and others wanted to help, but Mo Wentian had said that they would not be allowed to take action.

They can only watch from the sidelines, but they also believe it.

Mo Wentian can handle Duan Qi well. After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation base is in the realm of Tianzun, and his strength can kill the warrior at the peak of the Emperor.

"Boy, you have to catch my first punch, don't let me down!"

At this moment, Duan Qi's arrogant voice came.

"Catch the first punch?"

"It is not the emperor who can not catch the first punch, but you!"

Listening to Duan Qi's words, Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wicked smile.

"Shenlong Fist!"

At the next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, he directly punched and greeted Duan Qi's Shentian fist.

"Hoho..."

With Mo Wentian's fist, I saw a phantom of a dragon of tens of thousands of meters in the void.

The dragon stood proudly in the void, screaming at Duan Qi.

"Shenlong Fist?"

"The power of this Shenlong Fist is so powerful, it is even stronger than my Shentian Fist. It's just Mo Wentian's cultivation base, but in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven, he will not be my opponent!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's Shenlong Fist shot, especially when he felt the power of Shenlong Fist, Duan Qi's eyes flashed impressively.

But the next moment, I thought of Mo Wentian's cultivation base, but it was only in the early stage of the Emperor.

Despite Mo Wentian's cultivation base, there are only two small realms between him and the peak of the Emperor of Heaven.

But the difference between these two small realms is vastly different in terms of strength.

"What a terrible Longwei, this kid's cultivation is really only in the early days of Emperor Tiandi?"

"Yes, how do I feel that the power of Mo Wentian's punch is even more terrifying than the Shentian punch of Brother Duan Qi!"

"This is impossible? This kid is just pretending to be a ghost, this kid can't be the opponent of Brother Duan Qi!"

"What hurry, this is just the beginning of the war, this kid can't be the opponent of Brother Duan Qi!"

"This kid is just doing kung fu to save face. In fact, he is a paper tiger. We watched how he was defeated by Senior Brother Duan Qi!"

……

Feeling the vastness of Longwei, countless disciples of the gods and heavens, instantly exploded the pot.

At this moment, they are a little confused about Mo Wentian's cultivation strength.

If it weren't for the Mo Wentian they sensed, the real cultivation base is only in the early stage of the Emperor, they really don't believe that Mo Wentian is just a warrior in the early stage of the Emperor.

Among them, most of them still believe that Duan Qi will be the final winner, and Mo Wentian, the immense Longwei, is still pretending to be a ghost.

"Boy, pretend to be a god!"

"I will show you what the real punch is!"

Listening to all these discussions, Duan Qi felt a sense of confidence in his heart.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi's eyes flashed with an extremely cold glow, and said coldly.

"What is the real boxing power?"

"You will feel it soon!"

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth became more and more dense.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of Duan Qi.

Mo Wentian's Shenlong Fist blasted directly at Duan Qi's face.

"Boy, you are so fast!"

"Shentian Fist!"

Looking at Mo Wentian appearing close at hand, Duan Qi didn't hesitate at all and greeted him with a punch.

"Boom..."

The moment the two punches collided, a violent sound came.

I saw two figures, receding steadily.

"Hmm..."

With a muffled snort, blood spilled out of Duan Qi's mouth.

"This... how is this possible? Our brother Duan Qi was hurt by this kid's punch?"

"If Brother Duan Qi hadn't been fast, and greeted that kid with his Shenlong Fist with a punch, our Senior Brother Duan Qi might be disfigured!"

"Senior Brother Duan Qi's strength is quite good among our disciples in the gods and heavens. After all, Senior Brother Duan Qi is very talented!"

"Yes, although Brother Duan Qi's cultivation is only at the peak of the Emperor, he can display the power of the Emperor!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that a warrior from the early days of the Emperor of Heaven who came from a small world could hurt Brother Duan Qi!"

……

Looking at Duan Qi's injury, countless disciples of the gods and heavens began to talk in an instant.

They looked at Mo Wentian, and their eyes were a bit hard to hide.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a warrior with only the early days of the Emperor of Heaven could hurt the powerhouse of the peak of the Emperor.

At this moment, they couldn't help but change their views on Mo Wentian.

"Puff..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian spouted a mouthful of blood.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body has dropped a lot.

"Boss!"

"Ask my brother!"

……

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian and others suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

At the same time, Xiao Jiao and the others, the aura on their bodies quickly soared.

If it hadn't been for Mo Wentian that he would not let them take action, Xiao Jiao would have taken action long ago.

Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian, and there was even more worry in his eyes.

"I'm fine!"

"You all quit!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and the others, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, said indifferently.

"Boss..."

"Wen Tian Brother..."

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao and others were full of worry in their eyes.

I opened my mouth, I wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.