Chapter 212

"Death!"

Feel the terrible power on the whip, don't ask the eyes of the sky, suddenly a cold.

If this whip falls on an ordinary swordsman, it is definitely either death or injury.

"What a vicious slave..."

His eyes were extremely cold. Seeing that the whip was about to fall, Mo Wentian suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed it directly.

"Arrogance!"

"I don't know what to do!"

On the dragon horse, the evil slave saw Mo Wentian grasp his whip with his palm, and his eyes immediately sneered.

Even a swordsman can defeat him with this whip.

Not to mention the boy in front of him.

"Get out!"

The whip broke through the air, and its strength was strong again.

"This boy is really dead!"

"This evil slave was recruited by childe Li in God. His strength has reached the three turn sword emperor!"

"This boy is dead..."

……

People around, watching Mo Wentian grasp the whip with his bare hands, couldn't help but close their eyes.

They seem to have seen the sad end of Mo Wentian.

"Qiang..."

But the next moment, a metal collision suddenly came. In the void, the whip fell on the palm of Mo Wentian's hand.

Don't ask the palm of heaven, the slightest golden light rises.

A steady momentum spread from Mo Wentian.

"How is this possible?"

The evil slave exclaimed, and the others looked at Mo Wentian with consternation on their faces.

Don't ask heaven, unexpectedly

Really caught!

"Damn you!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's palm suddenly exerted force. The next moment, a powerful force came from the whip, and the body of the evil slave was directly above the Dragon foal.

Fly down toward the sky.

"Boy, you are looking for death..."

The man came to his senses, and his eyes Rose fiercely. Although he didn't know how Mo Wentian stopped his move, he approached Mo Wentian's body with a three turn sword emperor.

He has enough self-confidence to kill with a sword.

"Qiang..."

When the sword came out of its sheath, a sharp sword spirit rose from the evil slave.

"Boss, let me kill him..."

Standing on Mo Wentian's shoulder, Xiao Jiao's eyes were cold, and the evil slave shot at Mo Wentian twice, which had completely angered Xiao Jiao.

In Xiao Jiao's eyes, he asked Mo who shot at the sky.

Damn it!

"Let me..."

Don't ask the sky, the cold voice sounded, looking at the evil slave who grabbed his throat with a sword, don't ask the sky, a touch of contempt rose in his eyes.

The cultivation of this evil slave is nothing but a three turn sword emperor.

The three turn sword emperor wants to kill him, which is simply

fond dream!

"Boy, go to hell!"

The long sword in the evil slave's hand raised a striking sword Gang, which came directly to mowen Tiansha with terrible power.

It seems to be the scene of Mo Wentian falling under his sword.

A grimace rose on the man's face.

"Broken!"

But the next moment, Mo Wentian under his sword, instead of retreating, he stepped forward again.

"Click..."

The crisp voice came, and the evil slave's eyes widened greatly. His eyes looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were full of incredible.

"Hua la..."

The sword in the man's hand, like a pile of tofu dregs, fell on the ground.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the body of the evil slave directly flew backward.

"You can't live without doing evil!"

Close your fists, don't ask the sky. It's very cold in your eyes.

Dare the three turn sword emperor shoot at him?

Now Mo Wentian's cultivation has reached the five turn sword emperor. Mo Wentian's physique is even comparable to the top-grade emperor's weapon. The whip of the evil slave was smashed by a punch in Mo Wentian's hand.

Together with the evil slave's sword Gang, it also broke instantly.

"What a powerful force!"

"Master Li's evil slave was knocked away by him!"

"Is this person a genius disciple of some great power..."

……

Around, there were voices of discussion, and the evil slave got up from the ground and looked at Mo Wentian with surprise.

"What's going on?"

But at this moment, a low voice suddenly came.

I saw a magnificent carriage coming from the city gate. In front of the carriage, dozens of women waited on it. In the carriage, there was a more terrible sense of sword.

"It's childe Li!"

"Here comes childe Li. This boy is miserable!"

……

When people around saw the carriage coming, their faces suddenly changed. The evil slave, who was originally frightened, hurried to the carriage and knelt down respectfully.

"Tell the young master that someone ignores the majesty of the young master..."

"Then kill!"

Before the evil slave finished speaking, a indifferent voice came from the carriage.

"Killed?"

Don't ask if the sky is cold, and the people around you can't help but step back.

What a fierce young master Li, Mo Wentian just stopped his carriage, but he wanted others' lives, as if a life in his eyes was not worth money at all.

"Boss, this boy is too arrogant..."

Xiao Jiao stood on Mo Wentian's back, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Arrogant?"

Don't ask the sky. There are many people who want to kill him. But don't ask the sky. Now it's not

Live well.

"Tell the young master that this person's strength is too strong, and his subordinates are not rivals..."

Standing in front of the carriage, the evil slave heard what childe Li said. First, he was happy in his eyes, and then he hurried to speak again.

"Not an opponent?"

"Waste!"

The cold sound came from the carriage.

"Death!"

At this time, a terrible sword gas suddenly burst into the air. Where the terrible sword gas passed, there were explosions in the void.

"Four turn sword emperor!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the four turn sword emperor in the carriage shot at him.

"Boss..."

"Go!"

Don't ask in the eye of heaven, it's completely cold.

Originally, he was going to let this person die, but this person wants to kill him so much, don't ask the sky, then don't ask the sky, why be polite.

"Ga ga......"

"Boss, let me overturn this carriage earlier!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao was overjoyed. From the evil slave to the arrogant appearance of this childe Li, Xiao Jiao couldn't help it for a long time.

"Wordy..."

In the void, a golden light flashed, and the next moment, the terrible sword gas broke directly.

"What?"

A voice of shock and anger came from the carriage, and a terrible force erupted from the carriage.

The carriage exploded directly, and the evil slaves in front of it also flew backwards.

"Who are you, dare to fight against this childe?"

In the void, two figures stood proudly. The first one was an old man. His eyes were cold and looked around with a touch of surprise.

The boy stood behind the old man, but his face was full of panic.

"Ga ga... Aren't you arrogant? Your grandpa Xiaojiao gave you this tail. Are you surprised..."

Strange laughter came, and I saw the figure of Xiao Jiao. I didn't know when he appeared in the void. His fierce spirit spread. Xiao Jiao looked at the two people with a full face of play.

"Go and tell my father that someone is going to kill me!"

"Go and inform the master!" The whole Nancheng suddenly started.