Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1261: There is no reason to spit out

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Chapter 1261 There is no reason to spit out

"I don’t have the habit of vomiting what I have in your hands?"

"Boy, this elder will give you a chance to return this elder's ice and fire sword to this emperor, otherwise..."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhengyuan's fists clenched, and the joints creaked.

In those eyes that looked at Mo Wentian, the killing intent was even more unabashed.

"Otherwise, do you want to kill the emperor?"

Before Jiang Zhengyuan finished speaking, Mo Wentian interrupted him in a mocking manner.

Jiang Zhengyuan wanted to kill him one by one, but after a few rounds, Mo Wentian didn't even suffer minor injuries.

And also took his magical weapon, the Ice Fire Sword.

"The emperor of the Kingdom of Heaven Devouring God is too arrogant. It doesn't matter if he has taken the Ice Fire Sword of the Great Elder of the Celestial Bull tribe, it is simply lawless to dare to speak like this!"

"Arrogant, he also has this arrogant capital. The cultivation base of the great elder of the Tianniu tribe, but he has reached the half-step late emperor. A peak of the emperor can seize the artifact from the power of the half-step emperor. How can he Ordinary people!"

"From now on, the elder of the Tianniu tribe will not be the opponent of the Emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

"Ancient relics, maybe the sky will change!"

……

Hundreds of feet away, countless figures looked at Mo Wentian standing proudly in the void, and couldn't help talking.

"The elder wants to kill you more than just, but also wants to see your body, burning it under the red lotus industry fire for thousands of years!"

Suddenly, Jiang Zhengyuan looked at Mo Wentian with a cold face, almost the words squeezed out between his teeth.

If it is said that the expression in the eyes can kill, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes may have already wiped out Mo Wentian thousands of times.

"Old things, people should be compassionate. If you kill the emperor, you have to burn the emperor's body under the red lotus fire. Is this too cruel?"

Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's words, Mo Wentian pretended to be scared, but the words contained a bit of ridicule.

"Boy, you actually laughed at this elder!"

"You think that if you take away the emperor's ice and fire sword, the elder will not be able to kill you!"

"This elder is a half-step strongman in the late emperor. On top of the ice and fire sword, he was imprinted by the soul. Do you think that you have taken the ice and fire sword?"

The words of the book, Jiang Zhengyuan suddenly remembered something, and a cold light flashed in his eyes for an instant.

Although he didn't feel the existence of the Ice Fire God Sword in his soul, he didn't believe that Mo Wentian could really erase his soul mark.

He said so, but just wanted to scare Mo Wentian and let Mo Wentian hand over the Ice Fire Sword.

After all, the spirit of the late half-step emperor is better than the warrior at the peak of the emperor.

It can be said that the strong man in the late emperor half-step can directly kill the warrior at the peak of the emperor without any hands.

But Jiang Zhengyuan's calculation was wrong. Mo Wentian is not an ordinary Heavenly King peak warrior. His soul is not an ordinary person, and can be compared.

"Is it not the emperor's or your failure?"

"Old things, if you don't believe me, you can use your soul to try and see if you can control it!"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, Mo Wentian suddenly laughed wildly, as if he had heard a peerless funny joke at this moment.

The moment when he seized the Ice Fire Sword, it had erased Jiang Zhengyuan's soul mark.

After listening to the lecture, Mo Wentian instantly understood Jiang Zhengyuan's intentions.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengyuan, in front of Mo Wentian, was like a naked clown, and Mo Wentian saw him through.

That's all. What's important is that Jiang Zhengyuan still doesn't know at all. His ice and fire double knives have lost contact with him.

"Yes, this kid's cultivation base is not at the peak of the Heavenly King. Even if he sneaks away the Great Elder's Ice and Fire Dual Blades, the Ice and Fire Dual Blades are in contact with the Supreme Elder and the Soul, and the elder can move his mind. Control!"

"Yes, the great elder moved his mind, so just take back the ice and fire swords directly!"

"What is the use of taking away the Great Elder's Ice and Fire Dual Swords? That kid even arrogantly said that he would take the Ice and Fire God Sword and give it to Xiao Jinghen. This is a big blow!"

"This kid is still too young. Not only is his cultivation base, but his methods can't match the elders!"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, countless warriors dropped their eyes on Jiang Zhengyuan.

At this moment, they were convinced of Jiang Zhengyuan's words. They believed that it was impossible for Mo Wentian to erase his imprint.

The ice and fire sword can be controlled even more by Jiang Zhengyuan.

However, Jiang Zhengyuan, who listened to all these discussions, changed his expression in an instant.

This is a big talk, and it's like shooting himself in the foot by shooting up a rock.

Looking at the countless Tianniu disciples watching him, Jiang Zhengyuan hated Mo Wentian more and more.

Now he can't control the Ice Fire God Sword at all, but he said this in front of the Tianniu Clan disciples. Now he is really in a dilemma.

He can't control the Ice Fire Sword. Undoubtedly, this will make him lose face in front of the disciples of the Tianniu tribe.

"Mo Wentian, you really deserve to die, I must kill you!"

At this moment, Jiang Zhengyuan attributed all of this to Mo Wentian.

In an instant, Jiang Zhengyuan's desire to kill Mo Wentian became more and more urgent.

"Old crap, what are you doing in a daze?"

"Didn't you say that you put the imprint of the soul on the ice and fire sword? This emperor just stood here and didn't move, but you took the ice and fire sword back!"

Looking at the change in Jiang Zhengyuan's expression, the evil smile raised at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.

Speaking, Mo Wentian straightened up even more, standing still, his grip on the Ice Fire Sword was loosened.

As Mo Wentian's clenched hand loosened, the two Ice Fire Swords floated between Mo Wentian's palms.

"Boss, you finally took this ice and fire sword, so you can't let this old mess take it back!"

At this moment, watching the two ice and fire divine knives floating in Mo Wentian's palms, the distance between those palms was large enough for people to reach out and **** them away.

Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed a little, and he reminded him quickly.

"Helplessly, the imprint of the old stray soul on this ice and fire sword has long been erased by the emperor!"

"Without the imprint of the soul, he wants to take the ice and fire sword from the emperor, he is afraid that he is dreaming!"

Xiao Jiao's reminder came, Mo Wentian wiped his eyes and spoke indifferently.

"Boss..."

Mo Wentian's voice resounded in his mind, and Xiao Jiao's expression was instantly relieved.

But the next moment, as if thinking of something, Xiao Jiao's expression changed.

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