Chapter 851

"Boss, leave it to me!"

"Be careful yourself, this boy is so powerful!"

Xiao Jiao's slightly worried voice rang out in Mo Wentian's mind again.

"Boy, go to hell!"

"Suppression!"

At this moment, a voice of indifference came.

I saw Xiao Jingcheng holding Yan Ding, directly smashing at Mo Wentian.

"Want to hit me with a tripod?"

"Ridiculous!"

Don't ask the sky. When you see it, the corners of your mouth raise a radian.

At the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure stopped in place, and the sky devouring sword in his hand was dazzling.

"What's the matter with this boy? Is it because he was scared silly?"

"I think so, Yan Ding is an artifact of the late king level. Coupled with Xiao Jingcheng's perfect strong man that day, this boy must be afraid!"

"With such a disposition, I have some doubts whether the Dark Lord was killed by this boy?"

"Damn this boy!"

……

In the dark, the figures looked at the void and couldn't help talking.

Just when Yan Ding was about to fall on Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's figure, like lightning, disappeared in place.

"What a strange body method!"

"Where's the boy? I just blinked my eyes. Why did the boy disappear?"

……

The crowd watched Mo Wentian's figure disappear, and his face was full of impressiveness.

"Boom..."

The next moment, I saw a violent sound, and Xiao Jingcheng's Yan Ding directly hit Mo Wentian's position just now.

As Yan Ding fell to the ground, a raging fire instantly lit up on the ground, and a hole dozens of feet in size also appeared in front of everyone.

The expected scream did not ring, and then Xiao Jingcheng realized that Mo Wentian was missing.

"Boy, come out and fight with me!"

"What's your ability to hide like this?"

Xiao Jingcheng glanced at the void, and the killing intention in his eyes was extremely terrible.

"Who said that the emperor would hide?"

"How can the emperor leave without killing you, Xiao Jingcheng, die!"

The indifferent voice came, and a figure appeared in front of Xiao Jingcheng.

The figure stood proudly in the void, and his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

With a cold drink, don't ask the sky. With a sword, he stabbed Xiao Jingcheng's chest.

"Yan Ding, block!"

Looking at the sword that came in a flash, Xiao Jingcheng's eyes narrowed slightly, without the slightest hesitation, Yan Ding directly blocked his chest.

"Bang Bang..."

At this time, the people were awakened by the collision sound, and they looked at the center of the war.

I saw a figure holding a hundred Zhang Yan tripod directly flying backwards out, and on the hundred Zhang Yan tripod, a shocking sword mark was extremely eye-catching.

"This..."

"This is too terrible. A sword cut the crack of Yan Ding, an artifact in the later stage of the king level!"

"Is this boy still human?"

……

Figures looked at the void, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"Click..."

At this time, in the look of everyone, the hundred foot Yan Ding suddenly sounded a sound.

The next moment, I saw the hundred foot magic tripod, along the crack, broken into two halves.

"This... This is impossible?"

"This is an artifact of the late king level. Your sword is very ordinary. You can't cut my artifact!"

There was no doubt in Xiao Jingcheng's eyes.

Even if the Yan tripod was broken along the sword mark cut by Mo Wentian, he still didn't believe that Mo Wentian, the warrior in the early days of the emperor, could cut his Yan tripod to pieces?

"Nothing is impossible!"

Don't ask the sky to look at Xiao Jingcheng, with unparalleled coldness and arrogance in his eyes.

"Boy, you chopped my Yan Ding, and I'll kill you!"

"I'll kill you!"

Don't ask heaven's cold and arrogant eyes, which are extremely ironic to Xiao Jingcheng.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jingcheng made no secret of his killing intention in his eyes.

"If you want to kill me, you can't do anything with an artifact in your hand!"

"Now your artifact is broken. Do you think you can kill me?"

Don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth, raise a touch of treacherous radian, but the voice is extremely arrogant.

"Cracked?"

"Look, the Yan tripod, an artifact in the later stage of the king level, was broken by the sword of Mo Wentian!"

"It's terrible!"

……

Don't ask the sky. The cold and arrogant voice came, and the shadows in the dark came back to their senses. Their mouths were talking to themselves, but their eyes were full of absence.

"Ah..."

"Don't kill me!"

"Ah..."

"No..."

"Elder martial brother Jingheng, help... Help me!"

……

At this time, screams and cries for help came.

Hearing the words, I saw that in the void, the Baizhang Tianlong looked at the seven disciples of the demon family, and his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

However, in one breath, the dozens of feet of tail directly towards the seven people.

"Poof..."

"No..."

"Help me!"

"Death!"

Screams came to an abrupt end with a cold and boundless death word.

The seven disciples of the demon clan in the middle and late period of the emperor of heaven all fell.

"This... This monster in the late days of Tiantian Jun is too terrible!"

"The emperor of heaven fought seven in one battle in his later period, and unexpectedly he killed all seven people with one tail!"

"This is unheard of!"

"I think Xiao Jingcheng has a hard nut to crack this time!"

……

Seeing this scene, the crowd couldn't help taking a breath.

"Boss, the task is completed!"

At this time, the small Jiao turned into a small snake and fell directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder. His face was full of happy words.

"Not bad!"

Don't ask the sky. The corner of your mouth slightly raised and nodded in a deep voice.

"Boss, let's kill this boy!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with great confidence on his face.

Just now, he killed seven people with one tail, and the strength of these seven people is not weak, even some are stronger than his cultivation.

So at the moment, Xiao Jiao was a little erratic, especially when he heard the voices in the dark, he became more and more arrogant.

"Didn't you just fight with Xiao Jing?"

"Why are there seven people in one end?"

Seems to think of something, don't ask the cold voice.

"Boss, I found that Xiao Jing was the strongest cultivator among the seven people. As long as my dragon could whip Xiao Jing to death, wouldn't the other people also die!"

"What's more, one tail is smoking, and seven people are smoking!"

"I just didn't expect that Xiao Jing was so weak that my dragon swayed his tail and crushed him!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Jiao's face was radiant, and his voice was even more difficult to hide the excitement in his heart at the moment.

"Although your strength is good, you're still a little poor to fight Xiao Jingchen!"

"You enter the heaven Pavilion first, and I'll deal with this boy as soon as possible!"

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

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

The next moment, the figure flashed and directly entered the pavilion of asking heaven.