Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 835: Stop four more people
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Chapter 835 Killing Four Again
The Heaven Devouring Divine Sword trembled crazily in Mo Wentian's hands.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura rose rapidly.
It was just a moment of effort, and the aura in Mo Wentian's body had reached the level of the late Heavenly King.
"This kid has hidden his strength!"
"What about hiding our strength? We are all strong in the late stage of Tianjun. Brother Lu Ming is also a strong at the peak of Tianjun. With him, does he want to kill us?"
"Yes, this kid killed six heavenly monarchs, but just by surprise!"
……
Looking at the soaring power of Mo Wentian, except for Lu Ming, the other five people all started talking.
Immediately, a group of figures increased their speed, and headed towards the nine Mo Wentian beheads in the void.
"Dead!"
Mo Wentian gave a cold cry, and the nine figures flashed ghostly, two by two towards the four warriors of the late Tianjun stage.
"Boom..."
With Mo Wentian's sword shot, the void was directly shattered, and the endless turbulent flow of void rushed out.
The power of the nine Mo Wentian bodies is even more vast.
"Not good!"
"Rewind!"
……
Looking at the eight figures among them slashing towards the four of them, Lu Ming's expression changed drastically.
"Four of you, let's get on the road!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying.
The eyes of the four of them were wide open, and they hadn't slowed down yet. The two avatars of Mo Wentian on the left and right sides took the Heaven Devouring Sword and slashed towards them
"Ah..."
"No..."
"No..."
……
Screams came one after another.
In the next instant, the four souls rushed out frantically.
"Heaven Devouring God Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Looking at the four frantically fleeing golden lights, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly.
The four avatars directly grabbed the four Jinmang.
"Brother Lu Ming..."
"Help me!"
"Ah..."
……
The screams came again, and the souls of the golden body were completely caught by Mo Wentian.
"Don't worry, I will treat you well!"
"Swallow!"
Mo Wentian looked at the divine soul in his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc.
In the next moment, the Devouring Sky God Technique came into operation.
The supreme suction power spread from Mo Wentian's hands, and the power of the soul, but within a few breaths, it was completely swallowed by Mo Wentian.
"In the late stage of Tianjun, the power is too weak!"
With a light breath, a look of dissatisfaction appeared on Mo Wentian's face.
"This kid is too enchanting!"
At this moment, Lu Ming in the void returned to his senses with a look of surprise in his eyes.
He is the third-ranked genius disciple of the Demon Race, but looking at Mo Wentian in front of him at this moment, there is a hint of jealousy in his heart.
Forget about killing six people in the middle stage of Tianjun once, even if he killed four people in the later stage of Tianjun once.
It is impossible for him to be at the peak of Tianjun!
"This kid must die!"
Lu Ming's voice is extremely cold.
Mo Wentian's horror has already made him a little frightened.
Intuition told him that if Mo Wentian were to grow up, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Next, it's you!"
At this moment, Leng Ao's voice sounded, and Mo Wentian smiled faintly, and his eyes fell on the remaining Lu Fan and Lu Ming.
"Mo Wentian, do you still want to attack us?"
Lu Fan’s face is hard to conceal a bit of panic. His cultivation is also in the late stage of Tianjun. If Mowen Tianchao shot him, then his fate must be the same as the original four heavens. The same as the warriors in the late Jun.
"Why? Don't you dare to fight this emperor?"
Mo Wentian's face raised a strange arc, and his voice was full of mockery.
"Mo Wentian, you are really arrogant!"
"You have killed so many disciples of the Demon Race. Today, Lu Ming, I will let you pay for your life. Not only you, but everyone in the Jiuyou Race will be buried!"
Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in his eyes instantly skyrocketed.
"Really?"
"If you want to destroy the Jiuyou clan, then you have to have this fate!"
Mo Wentian's voice is extremely indifferent.
"Mo Wentian, you are really hateful!"
Lu Ming's eyes are full of anger.
"Dead!"
The cold voice fell, and Lu Ming stepped forward.
The next moment, in his hand, a magic sword gleamed with magic light, and it came directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Good job!"
Looking at Lu Ming beheading, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an extremely cold light.
"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"
"The sword breaks the sky!"
With a cold drink, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword seemed to have understood Mo Wentian's words, and it trembled in Mo Wentian's hands.
The power of Mo Wentian's body also skyrocketed instantly.
"Boom boom boom..."
With a sword, Mo Wentian's whole body shattered directly.
The turbulent flow of the void came directly towards Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian stood proudly, and his eyes were even more Leng Ao Wushuang.
"Junior Brother Lu Fan, let's go together!"
In Lu Ming's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying.
"Brother Lu Ming, this..."
At this moment, Lu Fan's heart was terrified.
His feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, and he couldn't even move.
"It's useless!"
Lu Ming looked at Lu Fan who was staying in place, his eyes full of contempt.
"Magic Sword!"
"Cut!"
With a cold drink, Lu Ming slayed directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Qiangqiang..."
The next moment, I saw a metal collision sound in the void, the magic sword and the sky-eater divine sword collided with sparks.
Mo Wentian's body retreated a hundred feet, while Lu Ming was shaken out.
"Puff..."
The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of this person's mouth.
"Is this impossible?"
Lu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with surprise.
"The strength of the ancestor is so strong!"
"Never look at who the boss is, I'm sure these two people are going to die here today!"
"Tianjun Peak also dared to be arrogant in front of the boss, Lu Ming is miserable!"
……
In the passage, Xiao Jiao, Wu Sheng and others looked at the void, their eyes full of Leng Ao Wushuang.
"The third-ranked genius disciple of the Mozu, keep coming!"
In the void, Mo Wentian was full of fighting spirit.
"The arrogant kid!"
"I must kill you today!"
Lu Ming's eyes were crazy.
Mo Wentian was too arrogant, and the scornful eyes made the anger in his heart burn wildly.
The current Lu Ming is even more wishing to tear Mo Wentian to pieces immediately.
"If you don't do it, the emperor will do it!"
Mo Wentian looked at Lu Ming and Lu Fan, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and said coldly.
"Mo Wentian, this is what you forced me..."
"You forced me to do this!"
Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were crazy, and the depths of his eyes were fierce and fierce.
The only disciple of the demons in this skypit, except for Lu Fan, is him.
There are a total of twelve members of the Mozu, and now there are only two of them!
The entire ancient heritage site is comparable to the second-ranked Mozu disciple. In this sinkhole, they were all beheaded by Mo Wentian who didn't take it seriously!
This makes Lu Ming's heart not angry!