Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 840: Three moves in a row

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Chapter 840 Three consecutive moves

"Old Hei, don't bear it anymore, it would be no good to hold back internal injuries!"

Looking at the Dark Lord, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said jokingly.

"Suppressing internal injuries?"

"Is this impossible?"

"This kid is only in the early stage of Tianjun, he can't hurt the Dark Lord!"

"I look at the kid because I can't hold it anymore!"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the people in the dark instantly exploded the pot.

"Boy, you..."

"Today, I will kill you!"

In the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intent is terrifying.

But Mo Wentian guessed right. The sword Mo Wentian used just now has indeed hurt him.

A strong smell of blood came from his throat. He wanted to vomit it, but when Mo Wentian said this, he just swallowed the blood.

"Really?"

"I think you will die today!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was an extremely cold air, standing proudly in the void, his voice was cold and proud.

"Pick me again!"

"Black Devil's Palm!"

With a cold cry, I saw the black demon phantom in the void, once again transformed into a clutch of hundreds of feet in size.

Above the Demon's palm, the power of Jun perfection that day swept toward Mo Wentian.

"The Dark Lord, who has perfected Tianjun, is really terrifying!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with chills.

In the void, the devilish energy is still covering a radius of hundreds of meters, and within these hundreds of meters, it seems that it has become an ancient demon realm.

Looking from a distance, it was terrifying.

"But it's not enough to kill the emperor by this!"

An indifferent voice sounded in the void.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"The Four Elephants Eat the Sky!"

With a cold drink, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands again.

On top of the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, the Rolling Sword's elemental power is shaking.

"Hoho..."

Void, four roars came, and the four swords shot directly.

As soon as the Four Swords came out, I saw four divine beasts in the entire world.

"Four elephants in one!"

"Boom..."

The next moment, the four great beasts merged together in the void and turned into the four elephant beasts, and directly greeted them toward the clutches of the void.

"Hoho..."

Bang..."

There was a violent collision, but the four elephant beasts in the void within one-tenth of the breath collapsed directly.

"Tianjun is perfect, too strong!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Meng Ruoxi and Lu Ming who killed the peak of Heavenly Sovereign, Mo Wentian thought that he wanted to fight against the Consummated Black Demon King, it was not a problem.

But now it seems that there is still a short distance to kill the Dark Lord.

"Want to defeat the Dark Lord..."

"Unless my cultivation base breaks through to the mid-term realm of Tianjun!"

Talking to himself, Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

But the next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes became firm again.

Tianjun's perfect powerhouse is terrifying, but it is not so easy to kill him, Mo Wentian.

The Phantom Spirit Fruit has been obtained, in fact, he can retreat at any time.

But Mo Wentian didn’t want to retreat. He and the Dark Lord were fighting in this valley, not only for the bet of the Phantom Fruit, but more importantly, he wanted to deter others by killing the Dark Lord. people.

Thinking this way, Mo Wentian's heart was extremely firm, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Old Hei, the Emperor will come to play with you again!"

"Eight Desolate Sword Domain!"

"Buzzing..."

With a cold drink, I saw that in the void, the terrible sword energy quickly spread to the surroundings.

The meaning of the billowing eight wastes, swept towards the Dark Lord in the void.

"The meaning of the eight wilderness?"

Looking at the vast and boundless meaning of eight wastes in the void, the Dark Lord's expression was slightly taken aback.

Mo Wentian was able to display the Eight Desolation Sword Qi, which really exceeded his expectations.

He has a hunch that the sooner he solves Mo Wentian, the better.

After attacking again and again, Mo Wentian's power became stronger and stronger, and the power on his body seemed to be endless.

There is only one idea in the mind of the current Dark Lord, and that is to quickly kill Mo Wentian.

"Boy, die!"

"Magic tripod, suppress!"

"Boom..."

An icy voice came, and the billowing demonic energy in the void gathered into the appearance of a black-faced old man.

Standing proudly in the void, holding a magic cauldron several hundred meters in size in his hands, heading towards Mo Wentian's suppression.

"Magic Tripod?"

"This rumor of the magic cauldron is an artifact of the middle king class!"

"Tianjun's perfect cultivation base, coupled with this mid-time king-level artifact, this kid is bound to die!"

"Yes, this kid definitely can't stop this trick!"

……

Looking at the magic cauldron the size of one hundred meters in the void, the discussion began again in the dark.

"Boom..."

There was a violent collision, and Mo Wentian's body flew out again.

"Puff..."

Mo Wentian spouted a mouthful of blood.

"Mid-time king-level artifact, not bad!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and the cold light in his eyes was terrifying.

"This kid is not dead yet?"

"He blocked it again?"

"This is the third move of the Dark Lord, he actually blocked the three moves of the Dark Lord!"

"I am the cultivation base of the peak of Heavenly Sovereign. I am not sure that I can block the three moves of the Dark Lord, but this kid blocked it!"

……

The figures looked at that figure, their eyes filled with awe.

Some warriors even didn't believe it, and even started to explore Mo Wentian's cultivation base with Spiritual Sense, but no matter how they probed, Mo Wentian's cultivation base was only in the early stage of Tianjun.

"I don’t believe the rumors that this kid killed the demon clan and the powerful demon clan!"

"Now my rumors are true!"

"The rumors are true? Doesn't it mean that Meng Ruoxi, Xiao Yuehen, and the big elder of the monster race were all killed by this kid?"

"This...Is this impossible?"

……

Looking around, looking at the figure, the group boiled again.

"Boy, you can still block my magic pot!"

"You must die today!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in the eyes of the Dark Lord, the killing intent was terrifying.

His magic cauldron, that is an artifact of the middle king class, not to mention his martial artist in the early days of the king, even the powerhouse in the later period of the king will be smashed into meatloaf.

But Mo Wentian, the warrior in the early days of Tianjun, was only slightly injured.

This made the Dark Lord's heart increasingly want to kill Mo Wentian.

"Magic Tripod!"

"Come again!"

With a cold drink, I saw that in the void, the Dark Lord once again held the magic cauldron and smashed it towards Mo Wentian.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Break the world with a sword!"

Mo Wentian shouted angrily, and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands again.

In the next instant, with a sword breaking the world, the void was directly cut to pieces, and the endless turbulence of the void rolled out.

"The power of this sword is comparable to that of Tianjun's peak!"

"Tianjun actually played the power of Tianjun's peak in the early days, this..."

"It's terrible!"

……

The figures not far away looked at the terrifying sword and couldn't help sighing.