Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 740: The patriarch of the Jiuyou tribe surrendered

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Chapter 740 The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan surrenders

The next moment, the three people who had been slowed down quickly shouted.

The three of them reacted and stepped back quickly.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art: The sword breaks the sky!"

Leng Ao's voice sounded, and the next moment, I saw Mo Wentian shot with a sword.

A terrible sword light burst out.

"Ah..."

A scream came, and the sword light was extremely fast. Before these could resist, the sword light had arrived.

"Boom boom boom..."

The screams soon disappeared.

In front of the temple, the three people who rushed towards Mo Wentian, the fourth elders of the mid-term stage of the great heaven were cut off.

The smell of blood spread in an instant, and the other two behind them trembled.

The pale look on his face was a bit of blood, watching Mo Wentian, eyes full of impressiveness.

"Buzzing..."

The Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, trembling slightly, as if it was not satisfied yet.

The next moment, as the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword trembled, there seemed to be a strong suction from the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword.

The blood on the ground, at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into countless essences, and quickly gathered towards the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword.

For a few breaths, the corpse of the great elder on the ground has become bones.

"His hiss..."

A sound of cold breath came, and the remaining two elders looked at Mo Wentian in front of them with all their faces.

"Return..."

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian also seemed to feel that a terrifying and boundless force quickly gathered towards him.

It seems that in the next moment, the cultivation base will break through the peak of the Central Heaven Position and approach the realm of the Great Heaven Position.

But it was always a little bit close. Mo Wentian had a hunch that he was not far from the great heaven!

The next moment, watching the patriarch and the second elder of the Jiuyou clan fade into the void, Mo Wentian's eyes burst out with an extremely cold and arrogant light.

"Heaven Devouring Sword..."

"The sword breaks the sky!"

As Mo Wentian snorted coldly, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword shot again.

As the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword shot again, the billowing sword strength came out.

In the void, layers of world barriers were smashed to pieces, and the endless turbulence of the void rushed out.

"So strong sword intent!"

"Buzzing..."

Sword lights gathered in the void, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body became more and more terrifying.

"Not good! The second elders shot together!"

Looking at the sky-devouring divine sword that came in an instant, a touch of surprise and suspicion disappeared in the eyes of the head of the Jiuyou clan.

"Jiuyou Palm!"

"Qingyou Sword Art!"

The patriarch and the second elder of the Jiuyou clan shouted sharply.

In the next moment, a giant palm of several hundred feet and a quiet divine sword with gleaming blue light appeared in the void.

I saw a fierce and boundless sword aura and that hundred-zhang giant palm, bursting towards Mo Wentian.

The void trembled crazily, and one palm and one sword collided towards Mo Wentian's Heaven-Eating God Sword.

"Boom..."

At the next moment, the three forces collided violently,

"Come again!"

"Eight Desolate Sword Domain"

"Boom..."

Mo Wentian's body was filled with an eight-horse sword aura that soared into the sky.

The terrible sword aura spread madly around, and the meaning of eight wastes enveloped the entire void.

"Suppression!"

"Puff......"

Mo Wentian's surroundings, the pressure has increased dramatically.

The patriarch and the second elder of the Jiuyou clan who were entangled towards Mo Wentian, only felt that their bodies were under tremendous pressure and slowed down.

"No good, patriarch, go back!"

The second elder screamed coldly and quickly retreated to the void behind him.

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan quickly retreated toward the endless void.

Kemo Wentian let them go and watched them slow down.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Break the world with a sword!"

The cold voice resounded in the void, that sword aura seemed to chop everything.

In the next moment, he headed directly towards the second elder.

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a violent collision.

In the void, a series of terrifying sword auras wantonly.

At this moment, the warriors of the entire Tiancheng raised their heads, looking at the terrifying and unparalleled sword energy in the void.

The eyes are full of surprise.

"What a terrible sword spirit, who is fighting the patriarch and the second elder?"

"This overbearing and unparalleled sword aura, I am afraid that only the peerless powerhouse can display it!"

"This breath is terrible too!"

……

Sounds of exclamation came one after another, and everyone was in awe in the sky.

Looking at the boundless ghostly figure in the void, full of amazement.

"Old dog, die!"

In the void, Mo Wentian held the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, and the sword intent was extremely stirring.

I came to the second elder in a flash, but within a breath, he was already cut off at the second elder.

"Don't..."

"Don't kill me!"

"I am willing to..."

"I am willing to surrender..."

Looking at the Sky Devouring Divine Sword, the second elder's eyes were full of surprise.

"Puff..."

I saw the second elder plop and knelt directly on the ground.

His back is already Linlin in cold sweat.

"Surrender?"

"I want to surrender now, it's too late!"

Mo Wentianxie laughed, and then the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in his hand shot instantly.

Cut directly at the head of the second elder.

"No..."

"Boom..."

Until he died, the eyes of the second elder were wide open.

With a bang, the second elder's head exploded instantly.

The smell of blood permeated instantly, red and white things splashed everywhere.

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan on the side looked at this scene, and his whole body trembled.

"Boss, this old dog was killed together?"

Xiao Jiao's voice rang in Huan Tian's mind.

"No, it's still useful to keep him!"

Something seems to be remembered, Mo Wentian's eyes burst out with an extremely cold glow.

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, to subdue this person, relying on his identity as the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan.

"For those who will fight the orcs in the future, it will be much easier!"

"Moreover, there are other Demon Soul Seals, and I must find them quickly!"

Mo Wentian looked at the trembling patriarch of Jiuyou clan, his eyes were cold and proud.

"The emperor will give you one last chance, are you willing to submit to the emperor?"

The cold voice resounded instantly.

"Surrender?"

"Hahahaha..."

The patriarch of the Jiuyou clan laughed tremblingly, and then a touch of bitterness rose from his face.

He is the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, the pinnacle powerhouse of the ancient relics.

But today, is he going to be a slave to Mo Wentian, the peak martial artist?

"Puff..."

But the next moment, the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan knelt on the ground.

"My patriarch of the Jiuyou clan!"

"Willing to surrender!"

At this moment, there was no more thought in his mind.

Mo Wentian is terrible!

The great elder of the late stage of the great heaven died instantly in his hands, and even the three ancestors of the demon world were killed by him.

In the eyes of the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, he was shocked, and his body trembled.

"Be happy!"

In the void, Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.

"Yes!"

Take a deep breath, the patriarch of the Jiuyou clan, crawling on the ground.