Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 803: The Fall of Deng Tian
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Chapter 803 The Fall of Deng Tian
His legs and feet were all severed by Mo Wentian, and blood spurted out of him.
At this moment, there was only fear in his heart, and even he had forgotten that he was the perfect powerhouse of Tianjun, and Mo Wentian was just a warrior who had just broken through the early days of Tianjun.
"The ancestors are really terrible!"
"This big elder of the demon clan has a terrible end!"
"With the ancestors, I seem to have seen the future glory of our Jiuyou clan!"
……
Beyond Tiancheng, the eyes of the Jiuyou clan disciples were shocked and delighted.
The warriors in the early days of Tianjun can scare the great elders of the dignified monster race, and the strong men of the later days of Tianjun into this. The entire ancient heritage, I am afraid that there is only Mo Wentian in front of him.
"Old guy, now my feet are gone, what else do you want to kill me now?"
Mo Wentian stepped on Deng Tian's back and leaned over to look at Deng Tian, his eyes full of Leng Ao Wushuang.
"Boy, I am the elder of the Yaozu, you kill me, the Yaozu will not let you go!"
"Master Demon King will never let you go!"
"You can't kill me..."
Deng Tian's eyes were extremely panicked.
When Mo Wentian looked at him like this, he seemed to have a feeling of being stared at by death.
"Do you know?"
"The most disliked thing about this emperor is being threatened!"
Mo Wentian gave a cold shout, and couldn't help but step up his strength.
When Mo Wentian stepped on it like this, Deng Tian's entire body trembled. He wanted to resist, but at this moment he did not have the courage to resist.
Mo Wentian, it's terrible!
This kind of means, this kind of strength, is simply not a person, but a monster!
"I..."
In Deng Tian's eyes, the fear deepened.
At this moment, he saw the killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes, a terrifying killing intent.
"Yan Thunder Sword!"
"Even though some of the artifacts of the early king-level artifacts are poor, they can still be used for fun!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the Flame Sword on the side.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, a faint voice sounded, Mo Wentian's finger moved, and the Yan Lei Sword was held in his hand by Mo Wentian.
"This is my sword!"
"My sword, you give it back to me!"
Seeing Mo Wentian snatching the Flame Thunder Sword, Deng Tian shouted in a panic.
In order to obtain this flame thunder sword, he even sent his own daughter Deng Jiaoyue to serve the beast owner for a month before the beast owner rewarded him!
Thinking of this, Deng Tian's eyes were extremely crazy.
"This knife is yours?"
"It may be yours just now, but it will be the emperor soon!"
Looking at Deng Tian in front of him, Mo Wentian chuckled, and then touched the sword with his hand. The imprint of Deng Tian's soul on the flame thunder sword was instantly erased by Mo Wentian.
The Flame Thunder Sword, which was still struggling, fell into Mo Wentian's hands extremely quietly at this moment.
"My..."
"My Flame Thunder Sword!"
Deng Tian's eyes are full of impressiveness.
At this moment, Yan Lei Jian had completely lost contact with him.
That's using Deng Jiaoyue for a month...
In exchange for it, but now it has been taken away by Mo Wentian!
"What your sword, it belongs to the emperor now!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian stepped on it again.
"Ah..."
"Kid, kill me!"
"Kill me!"
Deng Tian's begging for mercy sounded in the void.
Deng Tian's mind was completely defeated at this moment.
Deng Jiaoyue died, and his flame thunder sword was taken away by Mo Wentian. He was cut off by Mo Wentian, and he stepped heavily on the ground.
His dignity, his pride, everything about him, were all stepped on by Mo Wentian!
"In the late Tianjun, your strength is still useful to this emperor!"
The icy voice sounded, and a cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Heaven Devouring God Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Looking at Deng Tian, Mo Wentian directly operated the Heaven Devouring God Art.
The next moment, a powerful and boundless suction came from Mo Wentian's palm.
"This is..."
"Ah..."
Deng Tian roared frantically, the essence of his body was swallowed alive by Mo Wentian, and the aura of his body was rapidly declining.
"Noisy!"
Mo Wentian gave a cold drink, his eyes flashing cold.
Then he stepped up his efforts, and Deng Tian's whole person was swallowed by Mo Wentian cleanly, and even the soul did not escape.
"Boss..."
"Wen Tian Brother..."
"The Lord..."
"Ancestor..."
……
I don't know when, Chi Xiao and the others have already come to Mo Wentian's side, looking at Mo Wentian with a series of eyes, it is difficult to hide the worry in their eyes.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said in a deep voice.
"Emperor, has your cultivation reached the beginning of Tianjun?"
"Ancestor, you were so mighty just now!"
……
In the sky city, those figures looked at Mo Wentian with joy.
"The emperor has just made a breakthrough, and there has been a battle, and I need a stable breath!"
"Little Jiao, Huantian is the guardian of the emperor!"
Mo Wentian clearly felt the qi and blood on his body fluctuate, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Yes, boss!"
"Yes, boss!"
The silhouettes of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian instantly appeared beside Mo Wentian, their eyes flickering.
"Wen Tian, I will protect the law for you too!"
"Protect the emperor!"
"Guardian for the ancestors!"
……
In the sky city, a series of cold shouts sounded, all the warriors sat down cross-legged, tightly surrounding Mo Wentian.
"Chi Xiao, Wu Sheng!"
"Emperor!"
"Master!"
As Mo Wentian gave a cold shout, the figures of Chi Xiao and Wu Sheng appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Lead the disciples to deal with all the bodies of those monster disciples, and then all go to practice!"
Mo Wentian looked at the exhilarating figures in front of him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said solemnly.
"Yes, the emperor!"
"Yes, master!"
"Wen Tian, brother, I..."
……
One after another, even though they didn't want to, they retreated.
"The ancestors are really terrible. Take the early days of Tianjun and the strong ones in the late stage!"
"He even killed Tianjun, this kind of talent can be called a monster!"
"That is, that is, our emperor is an invincible existence, this ancient relic, so many people want to kill the emperor, but I see, the person who can kill the emperor, also Not born yet?"
"Hahahaha..."
……
One after another, the figures left mightily, and the whole sky city was full of discussions.
Looking at those leaving backs, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"If you want to become the king of the ancient heritage, there is still a long way to go!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, plunged into cultivation.
Huantian and Xiaojiao, one dragon and one demon, guarding the left and right sides of Mo Wentian, their faces are even more indifferent.