Chapter 810

"Hahahaha... A little emperor in the early days also wants this seat to surrender to you?"

"You are simply dreaming!"

Hearing this, Meng Ruoxi couldn't help laughing wildly.

She is the strong one at the peak of the noble emperor, and she is also below one person and above ten thousand people in the demon clan. Do you want her to submit to this small Jiuyou clan and don't ask the sky?

To her, it was undoubtedly the funniest joke in the world.

"The emperor has given you the opportunity. If you don't surrender, you need to blame the emperor for killing you carelessly!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly cooled down.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"I don't like your arrogance very much. Go to hell!"

Meng Ruoxi's eyes were full of fierce eyes.

"Red flame God palm!"

Meng Ruoxi shouted angrily, and the palm of his hand hit out one by one.

As she hit out one by one, she saw a palm of a hundred feet in the void, burning with red flames.

"Is this the legendary red flame God's palm?"

"What a terrible palm!"

"Can the emperor stop it?"

……

Looking at the huge palm of a hundred feet in the void, a startling cry rang out from the ten thousand feet of Tiancheng.

"The king level artifact is in hand, and you can't kill the emperor!"

"With this magic palm, you also want to kill me, ridiculous!"

Looking at the huge palm in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a cold and incomparable awn.

"A sword breaking the boundary!"

"Come again!"

Don't ask the sky. Your eyes narrowed slightly, and you drank coldly. You broke the boundary with a sword and shot again.

At this moment, don't ask the breath on the sky, which soars in an instant.

A sharp and boundless breath spread from Mo Wentian's body. That breath, with supreme coldness and arrogance, was daunting.

"Boss, your breath is stronger again!"

"Yes, boss, your sword is as powerful as the peak of the emperor!"

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

"The taste of this sword should be good!"

Don't ask the sky. The corners of your mouth are slightly raised, and a cold light rises in your eyes.

"No, this boy's breath has become stronger again!"

"The sword Qi is terrible!"

Looking at the sword in the void, Meng Ruoxi had a bad feeling in his heart.

Intuition told her that this sword was terrifying.

But she didn't believe that Mo Wentian in the early days of the emperor could kill her, the strong man at the peak of the emperor.

"Death!"

The cold voice resounded through the whole void.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes saw that the killing intention was terrible, and then he cut straight at Meng Ruoxi with a sword.

"The power of this sword is comparable to the peak of the emperor!"

Meng Ruoxi's eyes raised a touch of surprise.

At this moment, she seemed to feel that death was waving to her, and that terrible sword seemed to really want to kill her.

"Boy, you are just as powerful as the peak of the emperor, and my strength is the peak of the emperor!"

"Red flame God's palm: nine to one!"

Meng Ruoxi's expression changed for a while, and he gave a cold drink and played out one by one.

I saw that in the void, the hundred foot sized giant palm instantly changed into nine, and the next moment, it changed into eighty-one, and finally eighty-one into one, facing Mo Wentian.

"Bang..."

The violent collision came again.

"Poof..."

Mo Wentian's body flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Hum..."

Although Meng Ruoxi didn't fly backward, it wasn't much better. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't bear it, hold it, it's going to hold back the internal injury!"

Mo Wentian fought from the ground, looked at Meng Ruoxi and sneered.

"Boy, you..."

"Poof..."

Xu was angry. Maybe he really couldn't help it. Meng Ruoxi also gushed blood.

Mo Wentian really guessed right. On the surface, Meng Ruoxi seemed to have won the war, but in fact, the injury in her body was not light.

"Look, Meng Ruoxi is also injured!"

"The emperor's strength is really terrible!"

"To fight against the peak of Tianjun in the early days of Tianjun, this is not terrible. This is simply a demon!"

……

Far away from the city of heaven, the figures, looking at the cold and arrogant figure in the void, instantly raised a touch of admiration in their eyes.

"Is that what it should be?"

"Is it better to spit it out!"

Don't ask the sky, full of sarcastic words resounded.

"Boy, I'll kill you!"

"Kill you!"

Don't ask heaven's arrogant words, which sounded extremely ironic to her.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Meng Ruoxi's eyes suddenly soared.

"Although my strength may not be able to defeat you now, my spirit is enough to suppress you!"

With a cold drink, Meng Ruoxi was all over the body, and his strength gathered towards the top of his head.

At the next moment, behind her, a ghost of a hundred feet in size appeared.

"Baizhang spirit?"

"At the peak of the emperor of heaven, the spirit is only a hundred feet in size. It's really pathetic!"

Don't ask the sky, looking at the ghost, instantly burst into laughter.

You know, his early cultivation of the emperor of heaven, the spirit has now reached 220 feet, but in contrast, Meng Ruoxi, the peak of the emperor of heaven, the spirit is actually only 100 feet.

It's OK, but she still wants to suppress Mo Wentian by virtue of the spirit, which is simply

tell some fantastic tales!

"Poor?"

"You say my hundred Zhang spirit is pathetic!"

"I will suppress you to death today!"

In Meng Ruoxi's eyes, Sha Yisi made no secret of it.

"Baizhang spirit?"

"Is this the ghost of the strong!"

"What a terrible pressure, keep your mind and retreat!"

……

Looking at the spirit phantom standing proudly in the void, Chixiao and others were instantly surprised.

Immediately, he quickly retreated towards the rear.

"Baizhang spirit!"

"Suppression!"

With a cold drink, Meng Ruoxi's breath soared again.

In the void, the ghost of the hundred Zhang spirit was even clearer.

"Just want to suppress me?"

"Death!"

The cold sound sounded.

"Buzzing..."

Mo Wentian punched Meng Ruoxi, and the next moment, an immortal force shrouded Meng Ruoxi.

"How can this be..."

In the void, there was a startling cry. The next moment

The ghost in the void began to tremble.

"In front of the emperor, don't surrender!"

Don't ask the roaring voice of heaven, ringing in the void.

Don't ask the celestial body. A sword star core rotates endlessly, emitting supreme pressure. That star core is immortal!

"Buzzing..."

Meng Ruoxi's spirit trembled unceasingly.

"Immortal star!"

"Bump!"

"Bang..."

The bright stars in the void hit Meng Ruoxi's spirit and body.

But for a moment, countless cracks appeared on the spirit.

"Buzzing..."

The spirit trembled madly, as if she was also afraid.