Chapter 843

"What else is there? Take it out!"

"Lest when you die, Ben Di doesn't bother to explore your space ring, one by one!"

Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord with unparalleled coldness in his eyes.

"Boy, I'll kill you!"

"Kill you!"

The Dark Lord's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes Rose with murderous intent.

The Dark Lord would not know the breath in the dark.

In front of so many people, his magic tripod and magic God war halberd were taken away by Mo Wentian. Although it was because of the God bead, now the magic tripod and magic God war halberd are in Mo Wentian's hands.

It's a shame that a warrior in the early days of the little emperor took away his two king level artifacts!

"Kill me?"

Don't ask the sky. The corners of your mouth are slightly raised, and your eyes are full of disdain.

Although it is not easy to kill the Dark Lord now, it is impossible to kill him.

"Black devil feet!"

With a cold drink, I saw that in the void, the Dark Lord directly changed countless magic Qi, and the magic Qi quickly merged into a hundred feet of magic feet in the void.

The next moment, the magic foot stepped directly on Mo Wentian.

"There is no artifact!"

"Old black, you are really poor. A demon king has only two king level artifacts!"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at the oncoming magic feet in the void, the radian raised by the corners of your mouth became more and more rich.

"Boy, die!"

In the rolling demon gas, the thick voice was extremely cold.

"Old bastard, today the emperor will kill you with your demon God war halberd!"

Just when the magic foot was about to fall on Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian made a move, and a halberd appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

Just at this moment, there was no magic spirit on the halberd, and the connection between the halberd and Mo Wentian was bright.

The next moment, don't ask heaven, holding the demon God war halberd, and directly cut off the hundred feet of the demon in the void.

"Buzzing..."

With Mo Wentian's sword, Mo Wentian's breath soared rapidly.

"The emperor hates others to point their feet at me, Lao Hei. Today the emperor will cut your hoof first!"

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, the killing intention is terrible.

"This boy is so arrogant that he took the demon God halberd of the Dark Lord to fight the Dark Lord!"

"He is more than arrogant, he is simply arrogant!"

"This boy's original strength has reached the peak of the emperor of heaven. Now with this demon God war halberd, it's really possible who will die!"

……

Looking at the void, everyone couldn't help sighing.

Don't ask the sky is definitely the most arrogant they have ever seen!

"Dog hooves, break them for me!"

Don't ask the sky's voice, cold and boundless, standing in the void, at this moment, don't ask the sky's breath, suddenly extremely cold.

His eyes, without the slightest emotion, looked down on all creatures like the Supreme God.

At the next moment, the demon God war halberd cut directly at the demon foot.

"Ah..."

"No..."

"This is impossible?"

With Mo Wentian's Halberd cut off, I saw that in the void, the hundred feet of the magic foot instantly shattered.

Screams came from the void.

The next moment, the magic gas in the void dissipated, and a black faced old man fell to the ground.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The black faced old man's leg was gone, and his face was even darker.

"The Dark Lord's magic foot was chopped to pieces by this boy!"

"At the beginning of the emperor's life, he seriously injured his perfect strongman!"

"Where is this person? This is simply a demon!"

……

Looking at the Dark Lord in the early days of inverted flight, everyone's faces were full of astonishment.

"Boy, I don't want the magic fruit. It's for you!"

"I don't want the devil tripod and the devil God halberd. I give them all to you. You won this war!"

At this moment, looking at the proud figure, a sense of fear rose in the Dark Lord's heart.

He had a premonition that if he continued to fight, he must die.

Now he is the perfect strong man of the emperor of heaven, and it is not far from breaking through the realm of the king of heaven.

If he breaks through the realm of heavenly king, his life will be extended several times, and he doesn't want to die.

"Surrendered?"

Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared in front of the Dark Lord. Looking at the Dark Lord, Mo Wentian's mouth was slightly raised and his face was joking.

"Stop fighting, you win!"

The Dark Lord looked at Mo Wentian and said with a wry smile.

"Did I hear right? Did the Dark Lord surrender to the boy?"

"The Dark Lord is the perfect strong man of the Lord of heaven. He actually surrendered to the early warrior of the little Lord of heaven?"

"This boy is really terrible. The perfect strong man of the emperor can't fight him. It seems that we want to kill him and go to the beast owner to receive the reward..."

……

As soon as the Dark Lord said something, the crowd burst into flames.

People looked at the proud figure, but their eyes were filled with fear.

The Perfect Dark Lord of Tianjun has begged Mo Wentian for mercy, not to mention them. You know, among them, the strongest one is just the peak of Tianjun.

Originally, they wanted to kill Mo Wentian and went to the orc to receive a reward from the owner, but at this moment, looking at the extremely embarrassed Dark Lord, their hearts were no longer in their minds.

"You don't want to fight, but what if Ben Di hasn't fought enough?"

Smell speech, don't ask the sky, the radian of the corner of the mouth becomes more and more rich, indifferent way.

The more the Dark Lord wanted to beg for mercy, the more he didn't want to let go.

"Boy, don't be ignorant. I've given you everything you want!"

"But this does not mean that the king is afraid of you!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord's eyes were extremely cold.

The voices of discussion in the void, but completely into the ears of the Dark Lord.

Listening to the voices, the Dark Lord came back from his fear.

At that moment just now, he had forgotten that he was the strong man of Tianjun's perfection, and don't ask the sky, but the warrior of Tianjun's early days.

Suddenly, looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord's heart suddenly rose a trace of confidence.

"Not afraid of me?"

"Just what I want, come on, old bastard!"

Don't ask the sky for a moment, then say indifferently.

"Boy, demon palm!"

"Death!"

With a cold drink, I saw a magic palm hundreds of feet appear again in the void.

On the magic palm, the magic spirit is rolling, which is several times stronger than the power of the previous magic palm.

Don't ask the sky. There is a premonition that this must be the full blow of the Dark Lord.

"Qian donkey's skills are poor. It's a fool's dream to kill me with this palm!"

"Demon God battle halberd!"

Don't ask the eyes of the sky, raised a touch of extremely cold awn.

At the next moment, the demon God battle halberd appeared in Mo Wentian's hand again. Without any hesitation, he held the demon God battle halberd and cut it directly towards the demon God battle halberd in the void.

"Die!"

"Death!"

The voice of the Dark Lord was fierce.

The magic palm in the void was photographed madly at Mo Wentian.