Chapter 850

"Don't ask heaven. This boy is too arrogant. Xiao Jingcheng is the strong man of the emperor's perfection!"

"This boy is more than arrogant. He is simply a demon!"

"Haven't you heard that the Perfect Dark Lord of heaven has been killed by this boy!"

"If that rumor is true, there will be a good play to see today!"

……

In the dark, the figures looked at the terrible collision of the void, and instantly boiled up.

Their bodies also retreated rapidly.

"Very good!"

Don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth and raise a wicked smile.

This Xiao Jingchen is worthy of being the first genius of the demon clan, and his strength is really good.

Even better than the Dark Lord.

But with such strength, if you want to kill him, don't ask the sky, it's far from it.

"What a strong body!"

Xiao Jingcheng's eyes flashed, and then he said Yin pitifully.

"Boy, do you think I can't kill you if I'm in good health?"

"Take another punch!"

"Vulcan fist!"

With Xiao Jingcheng's fist, I saw the flames all over the sky rising above Xiao Jingcheng's head.

At this moment, his breath soared madly.

"Take your punch?"

"You'd better try my dragon fist first!"

Leng shouted. Mo Wentian punched him and greeted him directly.

But just a breath, Mo Wentian hit thousands of fists in an instant, and the power of the fist rolled, directly hitting the fire fist in the void.

"Boom..."

After the violent collision, Mo Wentian's body retreated dozens of feet.

Xiao Jingcheng didn't get any better, and the whole person directly flew backwards.

At this moment, the difference in physique between the two people is obvious.

Don't ask the cultivation of heaven to break through the fifth layer of the immortal body, the perfect state of the purple emperor's body, and his body is strong enough to be invincible in the state of the emperor of heaven.

But under Xiao Jingcheng's punch, his body retreated dozens of feet.

However, Xiao Jingcheng's body directly flew backward. It can be seen that Mo Wentian's physique is not a bit stronger than that of the first genius of the demon clan.

Don't ask heaven's present fist. Although it can't kill the emperor, it's enough to smash the warrior in the middle of the late period of the little emperor.

"Boy, your cultivation is just the beginning of the emperor of heaven. How can your physique be so strong?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jingcheng's eyes were full of impressiveness.

"How is this possible?"

"Am I right? The first genius of the demon clan was vilified by Mo Wentian?"

"This boy is so terrible!"

……

Looking at the figure standing proudly in the void, his eyes were startled.

"Grandson, come and taste your grandpa Xiaojiao, my dragon wagging its tail!"

At this time, a peerless dragon rose into the sky not far away.

"Ho ho..."

Roars rang through the whole void, and the terrible momentum spread rapidly.

"This little snake is actually a dragon!"

"Has the Tianlong's power reached the late stage of the terrible Tianjun?"

"What if he is a dragon? He must not be able to beat the boy of the demon clan!"

"Yes, the cultivation of the demon boy is only one step away from the peak of the emperor!"

……

Looking at the small Jiao standing proudly in the void, there was a flash of surprise in everyone's eyes.

"Little snake, Youming sword!"

"Cut!"

Xiao Jing looked at Xiao Jiao, and his killing intention was terrifying.

In his hand, a magic sword flickering with the power of the nether world appeared. The next moment, holding the magic sword, he cut directly at Xiaojiao.

"The Dragon wags its tail!"

With a cold drink, the small Jiao's dragon body flashed quickly in the void. In the next moment, the tail of dozens of feet was directly thrown at Xiao Jing.

"Boy, your little snake has hidden cultivation!"

"But even in the late days of the emperor of heaven, younger martial brother Xiao Jing is about to break through to the peak of the emperor of heaven. Meeting him, today's little snake seems to be our food and drink!"

Xiao Jingcheng looked at Mo Wentian with a sneer in his eyes.

"Really?"

Don't ask the sky and grin.

"Of course, if you meet me today, don't ask the sky, it's only bad luck for you!"

"Hahaha..."

Xiao Jingcheng said, laughing wildly.

"Unlucky for you!"

"Heaven devouring sword formula: the sword breaks the sky!"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded, and a divine sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

The divine sword trembled slightly in Mo Wentian's hand, as if it could not wait.

"Boom..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and the heaven devouring sword in his hand raised a bright light at this moment.

Don't ask the sky in the Dantian, the rolling sword yuan force, surging out!

"Tear..."

With the sound of tearing, I saw that the void was directly torn up.

In the void, even the prohibition specifically aimed at the king of heaven and the strong above could not help shaking.

"Bang Bang..."

A collision sound came, and Mo Wentian's heaven devouring sword drew a very mysterious mark.

In the next moment, a terrible momentum came out violently.

"Kill!"

With a cold drink, don't ask the sky to kill Xiao Jingcheng directly.

"Want to kill me?"

"Yanding!"

Looking at Mo Wentian who came to kill himself, Xiao Jingcheng's eyes narrowed and a tripod appeared in his hand.

Then he held the tripod above his head, and the tripod soared rapidly, but within a few breaths, it had soared to a hundred feet.

Around the tripod, there was a blazing fire, which looked terrible from a distance.

The next moment, I saw him holding a hundred feet huge tripod and directly heading for Mo Wentian to calm down.

As Xiao Jingcheng made a move, Mo Wentian felt as if a mountain was squeezing towards him.

The force was so terrifying that it seemed to crush him.

"Is this the legendary Yan Ding?"

"Yes, that's the artifact of the late king level, Yan Ding!"

"Xiao Jingcheng's cultivation is only one step away from the king of heaven. Now there is Yan Ding in his hand. It seems that don't ask heaven. This boy is dead!"

"That's, even if you don't ask the devil, it's impossible to stop Xiao jingtrace!"

……

Looking at the mighty Yan Ding in the void, the crowd looked at Mo Wentian's expression, and it was hard to hide their regret.

Mo Wentian is really a rare genius. It's a pity to die in the hands of Xiao Jingcheng.

However, if two tigers fight each other, one will die. Not to mention, don't ask the sky if it's the person named by the animal owner to kill

"Boss, I quickly solved Xiao Jing, this boy to help you!"

Xiao Jiao also saw the terrible Yan Ding, his eyes flickered with cold light, and his firm voice rang out in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Not only Xiao Jing, but also all the demon people!"

For the demon clan, don't ask the sky, but you don't have the slightest favor.

They tried to kill him again and again, and now they sent them to Mo Wentian's hand. If they kill him, they will kill him.