Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1187: Thick-skinned people can
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Chapter 1187 You can be thick-skinned
"Witchcraft?"
Listening to the word witchcraft, Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.
Hexics? What is magic?
Could it be that he has never seen it before, and the more advanced martial arts are called witchcraft?
"Boy, speak!"
"What kind of magic did you use?"
Looking at Mo Wentian's wicked smile, Jiang Jinfeng's expression grew colder and colder.
"Old miscellaneous, what the emperor does is not sorcery!"
"You are already a dying person. It doesn't matter if the emperor tells you, the emperor's display is called concealing the sky!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
"Crossing the sea without the sky?"
"Where did I hear this name?"
Hearing this, Jiang Jinfeng muttered to himself, and he was plunged into thinking.
He always felt that he had heard of this, but he couldn't remember where he had heard of it.
"Boss, kill all these ants!"
"Should all the souls be left to be swallowed by the red suits?"
Suddenly, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed a gleam of light, giving Mo Wentian a voice.
"God swallowed by red clothes and red suits?"
"Well, all beheaded, the spirit and space ring will stay!"
Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Mo Wentian instantly remembered the arrival of Hong Yi and Hong Shang. For a moment, a complex gaze flashed in his eyes, and his voice couldn't help but become cold.
"Ok, boss!"
On hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao quickly said heartily.
"Xiao Jiao, this is a full five hundred warriors of the Heavenly King's Perfection Realm. I know that your and Huantian's cultivation bases have broken through the Emperor Realm, but it is better to be careful!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looking at Xiao Jiao, exhorting.
"Boss, don't worry, I will be careful!"
"You have to be careful yourself, there are a lot of these old tricks!"
Mo Wentian's caring voice came, and the corner of Xiao Jiao's mouth grinned slightly. Thinking of Jiang Jinfeng's strength and means, Xiao Jiao's expression suddenly became serious.
"Hmm!"
"Go ahead and solve them all quickly, so as not to have more dreams at night!"
Mo Wentian gave a soft hum and nodded.
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the dragon and the demon didn't hesitate at all, and the power on each body rose instantly.
"Shenlong wagging its tail!"
With a cold drink, Xiao Jiao directly displayed the dragon's tail.
Xiao Jiao's cultivation base has broken through to the emperor's early stage, and it is not far from the emperor's mid-stage.
His dragon body has now reached 1,500 feet, and Xiao Jiao's dragon tail is now a hundred feet in size.
An icy voice sounded, Xiao Jiao slammed, and the dragon's tail, the size of one hundred meters, drew directly towards the disciple of the Tianniu tribe.
"No, the Shenlong will pump us, go back!"
"The power of this dragon is so powerful, we are not his opponents, rewind!"
"And that furry monster, his breath is so terrible!"
"Return, return, return!"
……
Looking at Xiao Jiao's hundred-meter-sized dragon tail drawn toward him, the first reaction of the five hundred disciples of the Heavenly King Consummation was to step back.
"What to return!"
"It's just two monsters that just broke through to the early days of the emperor. Your five hundred heavenly kings are consummated, can't you still defeat them?"
"Take a shot and solve the two monsters for me, I want to see, this kid doesn't have the help of these two monsters, what else can he use to fight against this elder!"
On that day when the Niu Clan's disciple wanted to retreat, an extremely cold voice came.
After hearing this, their bodies were instantly stunned.
They didn't dare to disobey the orders of the four elders. They knew very well the nature of the four elders that if they disobeyed his orders and awaited them, it would not be a good thing.
But if they listened to the orders of the four elders, maybe five hundred of them would have a chance to face the two monsters of Xiaojiao and Huantian.
"The four elders are right, but we have five hundred heavenly kings who have reached Consummation, and among us, there are 50 people who have cultivation bases, and we are about to break through to the early stage of the Emperor. Are we so many? People, are you afraid that the two monsters will fail?"
"Yes, we want to fight, we can't retire!"
"We have retired, what is the face of our Tianniu tribe?"
"For the longicorns, we are fighting!"
……
Listening to Jiang Jinfeng's words, one after another strong figures, their fighting spirit rose instantly.
"Tianniu Fist!"
"Sky Cow Palm!"
"Tianniu Gong!"
……
The next moment, a series of angry voices sounded.
Immediately, the five hundred heavenly kings were consummated and greeted Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian directly.
"Huantian, the three hundred and fifty people in front are mine, and the one hundred and five behind are for you!"
Looking at the five hundred disciples of the Tianniu tribe who greeted him, Xiao Jiao grinned slightly, and said in a deep voice.
"No problem!"
Huantian's eyes shrank slightly, and he quickly agreed.
"I would like to see how the disciples of these Tianniu tribes who have perfected their physiques are strong!"
"Dragon Tail, give me a draw!"
Na Na muttered to himself, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with an extremely cold light.
With a cold drink, Xiao Jiao's dragon tail, which is one hundred meters in size, fell directly towards the disciples of the Tianniu tribe in front.
Seeing this, Huantian was also unwilling to show weakness, and his figure flashed and disappeared in place.
When it appeared again, Huantian's figure had already appeared on the head of a disciple of the Tianniu tribe.
"Boom..."
The next moment, a bursting sound sounded.
I saw Huantian’s furry claws, and directly scratched the head of the longicorn disciple. The red and white things shot in all directions, and a strong smell of blood spread instantly.
"Boy, you..."
"You are really hateful, you let your two monster beasts shoot at the disciples of my sky cow tribe!"
Watching that disciple directly fell, Jiang Jinfeng's eyes were terrifying killing intent.
If you say that the eyes can kill people, I am afraid that at this moment Mo Wentian has been killed by Jiang Jinfeng's eyes, I don't know how many times.
"What happened to your disciple of the Tianniu tribe?"
"The emperor hasn't said anything yet, old miscellaneous, you dare to speak out, I think your face is thicker than the skin of an elephant!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of Leng Wushuang.
"Boy, are you scolding me?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Jiang Jinfeng pondered for a while, only then did he understand the meaning of Mo Wentian's words, looking at Mo Wentian, he shouted coldly.
"The emperor scolded you!"
"Old miscellaneous, do you still think you shouldn't scold you?"
Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Jinfeng, how arrogant he was to say.