Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2318: Shentian painting halberd

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Chapter 2318 God and Heaven Painting Halberd

"Buzzing..."

Although Xiao Jiao and the others were full of worries, they retreated.

On top of the ring, only Mo Wentian and Duan Qi are left.

"Boy, it seems that you have also suffered a serious injury?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi stood up, but a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.

"Your cultivation has reached the peak of the Emperor of Heaven, it is normal for the Emperor to be injured!"

Mo Wentian was rather indifferent, approaching Duan Qi and said indifferently.

Actually, Mo Wentian didn't suffer any injuries at all. The reason why Mo Wentian let himself vomit blood, and his breath dropped, was because he didn't want them to be surprised.

If he fights Duan Qi, Duan Qi will be injured, and he has nothing to do. This is too noticeable.

He has just arrived in the gods and does not want to attract too much attention.

"Boy, you really have some strength!"

"But your cultivation is only in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven, you will not be my opponent!"

Suddenly, as if he was thinking of something, Duan Qi looked at Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Is it too early to say this!"

"In this collision, although I was injured, but you were also injured. Who is the final winner, this is not good!"

Mo Wentian looked at Duan Qi, with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and raised a radian.

It turned out that Mo Wentian was not fully confident of defeating this strangeness, but in the collision just now, Mo Wentian was already extremely confident.

This strange paragraph can't be his opponent.

This strange talent cultivation is good, but it is not his opponent at all.

He doesn't need to use Jiujiuguiyi sword art at all, and he doesn't even need to use the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword.

"Mo Wentian, I admire you for your confidence!"

"But it's just verbal. If you beat me in strength, I'm willing to gamble and lose!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a faint light flashed in Duan Qi's eyes, a deep voice said.

Unable to tell why, Duan Qi looked at Mo Wentian in front of him, unable to raise his anger.

What's more, even Duan Qi's heart now has a good feeling for Mo Wentian. This is an appreciation for the same martial artist.

It's just that Duan Qizao said that he would fight Mo Wentian. In the presence of countless disciples of God and Heaven, he couldn't retreat.

It's just that, in Duan Qi's mind, the final victory or defeat in this battle is no longer the most important thing.

"Duan Qi, if you lose this battle, this emperor will not accept you!"

"But you, this emperor has approved it!"

Looking at Duan Qi, Mo Wentian couldn't hide his approval.

"Then you need this strength too!"

"If you are not my opponent, I will not show mercy to you, and you will not have a very good life in the gods in the future!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Duan Qi's eyes flashed with a complex light, and said in a cold voice.

"Come on!"

"Let the emperor see, what else do you have!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's breath grew again.

Mo Wentian was not injured in the first place, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body was a bit stronger than before.

"My abilities are countless, I'm afraid you can't bear it!"

Duan Qi's expression instantly chilled.

At the same time, Duan Qi's breath also increased.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, Duan Qi's mind moved, and a halberd appeared in Duan Qi's hands.

With the appearance of the halberd, Duan Qi's body shone brightly.

"Shentian painting a halberd!"

"Boy, my god-painted halberd is an emperor!"

"I think you just have a broken sword. Do you want me to give you an imperial weapon, or else I'm bullying you!"

Duan Qi held the god-painted halberd and looked at Mo Wentian with a proud face.

"Boss, this passage is so arrogant, it said that your Heaven Devouring Sword is a Broken Sword!"

Mo Wentian hadn't spoken yet, but the angry voice of Xiao Jiao not far away came.

"The emperor doesn't need it!"

"To defeat you, I don't need any artifacts!"

Mo Wentian looked at Duan Qi, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"I don't need any artifact to defeat me?"

"Boy, you are too arrogant!"

"Is this godly painted halberd is an imperial weapon?"

When Mo Wentian arrogantly said that he doesn't need a magical tool to defeat him, Duan Qi was stunned for an instant, regaining his senses, subconsciously said.

At this moment, Duan Qi's heart was filled with anger.

"What about the imperial weapon?"

"Your Duan Qijia is not my opponent!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's breath rose rapidly.

Mo Wentian's eyes are even more confident.

At this moment, Mo Wentian, who stands proudly in the void, is like a supreme king, making people daunting.

His body, at this moment, seemed to exude a king-like coercion, which made people tremble slightly.

"Mo Wentian, you are arrogant!"

"Then I will let you see and see how powerful my gods are!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, Duan Qi's figure flashed and disappeared.

When he appeared again, Duan Qi's figure appeared in the void.

Looking at the opposite Mo Wentian, Duan Qi didn't hesitate at all, and the painting of Shentian suddenly lit up.

Immediately, on the Shentian painting halberd, a series of terrifying powers came out violently and attacked Mo Wentian.

"Mo Wentian is too arrogant, he didn't put Duan Qi in his eyes at all!"

"Yes, this is a halberd painted by the gods, I heard that Senior Brother Duan Qi used this painted halberd to kill the strong man in the early days of the gods!"

"This kid's cultivation is only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven. He didn't even put Duan Qi and Shentian's painting halberds in his eyes!"

"This kid is so arrogant, sooner or later he will suffer, at least today he will suffer in the hands of Brother Duan Qi!"

"Yes, if Brother Duan Qi didn't kill this kid because of Master Shenzhu's face, how could this kid survive today!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, countless disciples of the gods and heavens instantly exploded the pot.

They looked at Mo Wentian, and a touch of anger rose in their eyes.

In their opinion, Mo Wentian will soon be defeated by Duan Qi.

At this moment, their eyes fell on Mo Wentian's body, and their eyes didn't blink, as if they were afraid of missing something wonderful.

"Shenlong Fist!"

"Nine-Dragon Eucharist!"

Looking at Duan Qi's Shentian painting halberd about to fall towards him, Mo Wentian gave a cold cry.

At the moment when Mo Wentian displayed the Nine Dragons Eucharist, nine divine dragons appeared in Mo Wentian's whole body. The nine divine dragons were connected end to end and circled around Mo Wentian's body.

The breath on Mo Wentian's body, at this moment, rapidly skyrocketed.

At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to form a protective cover.

"The Nine Dragons Eucharist?"

"This is the Communion of Kowloon?"

"Where did I hear about the Nine Dragons Eucharist!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's Nine Dragon Blessed Body, and then looking at the nine dragons connected end to end and the indestructible protective shield around Mo Wentian's body, Duan Qi's eyes flashed with light.

The Nine Dragons Eucharist, it seems that I heard it somewhere, but for a while, I can't remember where I heard it.

"Boom..."

And just when Duan Qi was startled, Mo Wentian punched him, already blasting towards Duan Qi.

"Buzzing..."

Seeing this, Duan Qi's figure flashed, and directly avoided Mo Wentian's punch.

"Shentian painting a halberd!"

"Cut!"

Immediately, Duan Qi held the god-painted halberd and directly landed towards Mo Wentian. The terrifying power of the god-painted halberd even attacked Mo Wentian.