Chapter 783

"Look, the sword in Xiao Yuecheng's hand!"

"Is that the legendary ice fire double swords?"

"I think it's right. That's ice fire double swords!"

……

In the Heavenly City, the eyes of those Jiuyou disciples were full of astonishment.

"Another king level peak artifact!"

"Well, what I lack now is all kinds of resources. Since you are so sincere and sent it specially, I will reluctantly accept it!"

Don't ask the sky without the slightest surprise, but a cold light flashed in your eyes, a low way.

"Reluctantly?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant. How dare you covet this king's sword?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuecheng's eyes were extremely cold.

"Covet?"

"The artifact at the peak of Jun level is coveted by my emperor? It's just that I take it and enjoy it when you send it so sincerely!"

Don't ask the sky. The corners of your mouth are slightly raised, and your voice is even colder and arrogant.

"The great throne is perfect. I'm so arrogant at my reluctance. I'll let you taste the price of arrogance!"

Xiao Yuecheng looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of contempt.

He, who is also Tianjiao, can't allow anyone to be more arrogant than him, not to mention the martial artist who doesn't ask heaven about the perfect state of the great heaven!

Anyway, he will kill Mo Wentian today!

"What is the price of arrogance?"

Don't ask the way that a cold awn rises in the eyes of the sky, and it's time to get better.

"Death!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuecheng's eyes suddenly cooled.

"Dead?"

"You are the one who died!"

Don't ask in the eye of heaven, the killing intention suddenly soared.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian gave a cold drink, and the heaven devouring sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

"Buzzing..."

The sword Qi in the void slowly gathered towards Mo Wen Tian Hui, and the sword Qi seemed to form a mysterious formation.

The next moment, with Mo Wentian's sword, the void was directly shattered.

"This sword Qi is comparable to the early days of the Emperor..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuecheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The great heaven successfully played out the strength of the early days of the emperor, and a cold awn rose in Xiao Yuecheng's eyes.

"But even if you can play the power of the early days of the emperor, in front of the emperor, it is just an ant!"

"Death!"

Xiao Yuecheng's eyes are unparalleled in coldness and arrogance.

Don't ask heaven to take the initiative to shoot at him. How terrible his combat power will be in the middle of the emperor, plus the king level peak artifact!

Don't ask the sky, but you're still shooting at him?

"Ice fire male and female swords!"

"Kill!"

"Roar..."

The man took a sword and saw the divine sword, whose light soared.

The aura around was quickly swallowed by the divine sword.

The breath on the divine sword is also rising rapidly.

In the void, a hundred foot fire tiger on the left turned out, while an ice toad of the same size on the right.

I saw in the void, ice and fire, looking from a distance, it was extremely terrible.

"Fire tiger, ice toad!"

"What a terrible idea of ice fire sword!"

"Can Lao Zu still stop it?"

"It's just two attributes. What's strange? Eight sword meanings are wonderful!"

……

In the Heavenly City, voices of discussion rang out.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

……

The voices of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian rang out in Mo Wentian's mind.

Immediately, two figures appeared not far away from Mo Wentian, as if they would act immediately as long as Mo Wentian had something to do.

"Fire tiger, ice toad!"

"Not bad!"

Don't ask the sky, a cold awn rises. The next moment, don't ask the sky with a sword, directly towards Xiao Yuecheng.

"Touch..."

The violent collision came, and the next moment, I saw a figure flying backward.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

……

The figure of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian instantly appeared beside Mo Wentian.

It is not others who fly backward, but Mo Wentian.

However, the Xiao Yue trace opposite the void stood proudly in place without moving at all.

"I can't fight!"

"After all, the difference in strength is too great!"

"Lao Zu can't stop Xiao Yue trace. It seems that our Jiuyou clan is really over this time!"

……

In Tiancheng, the disciples of Jiuyou clan raised a touch of panic in their eyes.

"Boss, let's fight together and kill this boy!"

The cold light flickered in the eyes of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian.

At this moment, Xiao Jiao is directly incarnated into Jackie Chan, as if the next moment, he will rush towards Xiao Yue trace.

"Get back!"

"Just because he wants to kill me, he is not qualified!"

Mo Wentian stood up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the proud Xiao Yue trace, Mo Wentian's eyes Rose with a strong sense of killing.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Although Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian wanted to help, since Mo Wentian said so, they also believed Mo Wentian, took a deep breath, and retreated.

"Boy, kill my demon saint, the son of the demon king, and the daughter of the great elder. You will die today!"

"It's not just you who are going to die, that evil beast, all the disciples of the Jiuyou clan, are going to die!"

In the void, in the eyes of Xiao Yuecheng, the killing intention was extremely terrible.

"Really?"

Don't ask the sky. The corners of your mouth were slightly raised, and you smiled evil.

"Don't try to be brave. If that old blood doesn't spit out, it will suffocate internal injuries?"

Seems to think of something, don't ask the sky with a sneer.

"A mouthful of old blood?"

"Internal injury?"

"Lao Zu said so, is Xiao Yueheng also injured?"

……

In the city of heaven, the disciples of Jiuyou clan are full of Leng gods.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

A touch of anger rose on Xiao Yuecheng's face.

Mo Wentian said that his right hand trembled.

In fact, in the collision just now, he didn't retreat on the surface. It seemed that he had won, but in fact, he was just trying to suppress the injury in his body.

Although Mo Wentian flew backward, he successfully avoided most of his strength.

Although don't ask about the perfect state of genius, don't ask about the sword of heaven, but it really killed him.

"Poof..."

The next moment, Xiao Yuecheng spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I told you not to hold it, how nice it is to spit it out!"

Don't ask the corners of your mouth slightly, and smile wantonly on your face.

"Xiao Yueheng was injured!"

"I thought our ancestors couldn't stop it, but I didn't expect that the strong man in the middle of Xiao Yuecheng Tianjun was injured under the sword of our ancestors!"

"Lao Zu is so strong, we Jiuyou clan can still be saved!"

……

In the city of heaven, the figures looked at the void, and the look on their faces instantly changed.

The original color of worry disappeared, and instead, he was full of joy.

"The purple emperor of the emperor has broken through to the state of perfection. Even the martial artists in the later period of the emperor can't think of killing the emperor!"

"Xiao Yuecheng, go to hell!"

With a cold drink, don't ask the sky for a step, and the heaven devouring sword trembled in his hand.