Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 851: Seven people killed in one tail

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Chapter 851 Seven people killed at one end

"Boss, leave it to me!"

"Be careful yourself, this boy and Ding is so powerful!"

Little Jiao's slightly worried voice resounded in Mo Wentian's mind again.

"Boy, go to hell!"

"Suppression!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came.

I saw Xiao Jinghen holding Yanding and slamming directly at Mo Wentian.

"Want to hit me with a tripod?"

"Funny!"

When Mo Wentian saw this, the corners of his mouth raised a radian.

The next moment, I saw Mo Wentian's figure stop in place, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in his hand, and the bright light on the sword was extremely dazzling.

"What's the matter with this kid? Could it be that he was so scared to be stupid?"

"I think so, Yan Ding is an artifact of the late king-level, plus Xiao Jinghen's powerful master that day, this kid must be scared!"

"With this kind of character, I have some doubts whether this kid killed the Dark Lord?"

"This kid is damned!"

……

In the dark, those figures looked at the void and couldn't help talking.

Just when the Yanding was about to fall on Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's figure, like lightning, disappeared in place.

"What a weird body technique!"

"Where did that kid go? I just blinked my eyes, why is that kid gone?"

……

The crowd watched as Mo Wentian's figure disappeared, their faces full of impressive expressions.

"Boom..."

In the next instant, there was a violent sound, and Xiao Jinghen's Yanding directly slammed into the spot where Mo Wentian was just now.

As the Yanding landed, a raging fire ignited on the ground instantly, and a hole measuring tens of meters in size appeared in front of everyone.

The unexpected screams did not sound, and Xiao Jinghen realized that Mo Wentian was gone.

"Boy, there is something for you to come out and fight me well!"

"What is your ability to hide like this?"

Xiao Jinghen glanced at the void, the killing intent in his eyes was terrifying.

"Who said the emperor would hide?"

"How could this emperor leave without killing you, Xiao Jinghen, die!"

An indifferent voice came, and a figure appeared in front of Xiao Jinghen.

That figure stands proudly in the void, and his eyes are full of Leng Ao Wushuang.

"Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian shot directly and pierced Xiao Jinghen's chest.

"Yanding, stop!"

Looking at the sword that came in an instant, Xiao Jinghen's eyes narrowed slightly. Without any hesitation, Yan Ding shot directly to block his chest.

"Boom boom boom..."

At this moment, the sound of collisions awakened everyone, and everyone looked towards the center of the battle.

I saw a figure holding Baizhang Yanding directly flying backwards, and on the Baizhang Yanding, a shocking sword mark was very eye-catching.

"This..."

"This is too terrifying. One sword cut out the cracks in the late king-level artifact Yanding!"

"Is this kid still a human?"

……

Silhouettes looked at the void, their eyes full of disbelief.

"Crack..."

At this moment, among the looks of everyone, there was a sudden sound from the hundred-zhang Yanding.

In the next moment, I saw the magic cauldron of one hundred meters long, breaking into two halves along the crack.

"This...Is this impossible?"

"This is an artifact of the late king class, your sword is so ordinary, you can't smash my artifact!"

Xiao Jinghen's eyes were surprised.

Even if the Yanding was shattered along the sword marks Mo Wentian cut out, he still didn't believe that Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early days of Tianjun, could actually smash his Yanding to pieces?

"Nothing is impossible!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen, his eyes cold and arrogant.

"Boy, you smashed my Yanding, I will kill you!"

"I will kill you!"

Mo Wentian's cold and arrogant eyes were extremely ironic in Xiao Jinghen's eyes.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jinghen made no secret of the killing intent in his eyes.

"If you want to kill me, you can't help this emperor if you have an artifact in your hand!"

"Now your artifact is broken, do you think you can still kill me?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a strange arc, but his voice was extremely arrogant.

"Broken?"

"Look, the late king-level artifact Yanding was shattered, and it was smashed by the sword of the kid Mo Wentian!"

"It's terrible!"

……

Mo Wentian's cold and arrogant voice came, and the figures in the dark came back to their senses. They were talking to themselves, but their eyes were full of loss.

"Ah..."

"Don't kill me!"

"Ah..."

"No..."

"Brother Jing Hen, help...help me!"

……

At this moment, there were screams and cry for help.

After hearing the words, I saw in the void, the Baizhang Tianlong looked at the seven disciples of the Yaozu, his eyes were full of cold and proud Wushuang.

In just one breath, the tail of dozens of feet was drawn directly towards the seven.

"Puff..."

"No..."

"Help me!"

"Dead!"

The screams came to an abrupt end with a dead letter in the cold.

The middle and late disciples of the seven demon kings of the heavens, all fell.

"This...the monster beast in the late stage of Tianjun is too terrible!"

"In the later period, Tianjun fought seven with one battle, and he killed all seven with one tail!"

"This is simply unheard of!"

"I think Xiao Jinghen has a hard stubble this time!"

……

Everyone looked at this scene and couldn't help taking a breath.

"Boss, the mission is complete!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao turned into a small snake and landed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder, his face full of joy.

"Not bad!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, nodded in a deep voice.

"Boss, let's kill this kid together!"

Little Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, his face extremely confident.

Just now, he killed seven people with a tail, and the strength of these seven people is not weak, and some are even stronger than his cultivation base.

So the little Jiao was a little erratic at this moment, especially when he heard the voices of discussion in the dark place, he became even more arrogant.

"Aren't you fighting with Xiao Jing just now?"

"Why did you draw seven people again?"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Boss, I found that Xiao Jing is the strongest person among the seven. As long as my dragon wobbles his tail to kill Xiao Jing, won't the others die too!"

"What's more, one person with one tail is a cigarette, and seven people are also a cigarette!"

"I just didn't expect that Xiao Jing was so weak, that my dragon wobbled him to pieces!"

When Xiao Jiao talked about this, his face was bright, and his voice couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"Although your strength is good, but you want to fight against Xiao Jinghen, you are a little bit too close!"

"You first enter Wentian Pavilion, this kid will leave it to me, I will solve it quickly!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an extremely cold light appeared, and said coldly.

"Boss..."

Little Jiao opened his mouth, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The next moment, the figure flashed and directly entered the Wentian Pavilion.