"Don't ask the sky if you are arrogant. I'm afraid you will be directly killed by the six elders with one claw!"

"A broken sword also wants to block the Falcon claws of the six elders?"

"The breath on his body is only the perfect state of the heavenly king. I really don't know how elder martial brother Qi Yun was imprisoned by this boy!"

"I saw that the boy must have done something wrong, otherwise how could he suppress elder martial brother Qi Yun and my tenthousand disciples of the orc clan!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Don't worry, this old bastard, it's not so easy to kill me!"

Don't ask the corner of heaven's mouth slightly, and preach to Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian.

"Old bastard, you're not enough to kill me!"

The next moment, don't ask the eyes of the sky, a cold flash, a cold voice.

"Die!"

At this time, the cold voice of Qi Yu came.

I saw this man coming in an instant.

"Well come!"

"Die!"

Shout angrily, don't ask the heaven devouring sword in the hand of heaven, and directly greet Qi Yu's palm.

"Isn't this boy caitianjun perfect?"

"But how did the power of this sword reach the late stage of the king of heaven, and even comparable to the peak of the king of heaven?"

Looking at Mo Wentian who came to kill himself, Qi Yu's eyes flashed a look of surprise and doubt.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly became cold, and the gas of Xiao Sha became heavier.

"What if it's comparable to the peak of the heavenly king? My random claw is the power of the heavenly king's perfection!"

"Don't ask heaven, I want you to pay for what you have done!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Yu shouted coldly.

"Pay the price?"

"I think it's you who pay the price!"

Hearing the words, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly cooled down.

"Bang..."

A violent collision came.

Don't ask the body of heaven, retreat madly.

And the city wall was gripped by the palm of Qi Yu, and the next moment, where the claw marks were, the city wall was instantly shattered.

In front of the city gate, the dust is wanton.

Everyone instantly fell into a blur.

"Who won this race?"

"Do you need to guess? It must be six elders!"

"Yes, I think the six elders won. The six elders are the strong ones of the king of heaven. I think don't ask the sky. This boy must have been hollowed out by the six elders!"

"No one can blame this. If you want to blame it, you can only blame Mo Wentian. This boy is too arrogant!"

……

Countless fighters, looking at the center of the war with wide eyes, seemed to want to see clearly who won.

In their eyes, a trace of cold light flickered, especially in the eyes of the disciples of the orc clan, they were even more confident.

"Buzzing..."

For a moment, the aftermath of the battle receded, and the scene in front of the gate reappeared in front of everyone.

In the void, Mo Wentian's body flew directly to the ground. A trace of blood overflowed from his mouth, and his face was even paler.

On the opposite side of Mo Wentian, Qi Yu was standing, but his face was not much better.

"This is impossible!"

Unbelievable voices rang out, and Qi Yu's eyes were full of surprise.

The palm of his hand that he had just shot trembled violently at the moment.

Although the appearance of his palm seemed to be harmless, Qi Yu was very clear in his heart that his palm had been invaded by Mo Wentian's sword force.

"Old bastard, how does the emperor's sword taste?"

At this time, Mo Wentian stood up and looked at Qi Yu with a faint smile.

Although Mo Wentian was also injured, and the corners of his mouth were still overflowing with blood at the moment, Mo Wentian's face was very happy.

"Boy, don't be arrogant!"

"Just now, the elder used only 12 / 10 of his strength. Today, I will kill you, twist your head down and take it back to the animal owner as a ball“

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Yu's eyes flashed a cold light.

"You can't twist the head of the emperor!"

"But you are going to stay here today!"

Don't ask the corners of your mouth. Your smile becomes more and more rich, but your voice is full of cold words.

"Boy, I'll kill you!"

"Shadowless claw!"

Qi Yu seemed to be irritated by Mo Wentian. With a cold drink, his palm became claws and he shot again.

In the void, the two claws of the Falcon phantom were frantically changing directions, but there were phantom claws everywhere in a few breaths.

At the moment, Qi Yu's breath soared a bit.

"Old bastard, if you want to die, the emperor will help you!"

Looking at the countless claw phantoms that came in a flash, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

"A sword breaking the boundary!"

With a cold drink, I saw Mo Wentian's sword strike again.

Breaking the boundary with a sword, Mo Wentian's breath soared rapidly, and a sharp breath spread from Mo Wentian.

That terrible sword, as if it could kill everything.

In the void, terrible waves came, and the next moment, endless void turbulence rolled out.

Devouring the gods at home and abroad, the martial artists with lower cultivation turned pale instantly. What's more, some martial artists even spilled blood from the corners of their mouths.

"It's impossible! Don't ask the breath on this boy. It's clear that the emperor of heaven is perfect. How can his sword cut the power comparable to the perfection of the king of heaven!"

"No, it's a force stronger than the perfection of the heavenly king!"

"Can six elders block this sword?"

"This boy is too evil!"

……

Countless warriors, looking at the arrogant figure in the void, their eyes were full of an imposing look.

"No..."

"How can this boy be so strong!"

The terrible sword attack, Qi Yu's heart, raised a bad premonition.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that a breath of death was sweeping towards him.

Let him have an impulse to quit.

"It's more likely! This boy is just playing tricks!"

"He is only the perfect state of the emperor!"

But the next moment, thinking of Mo Wentian's cultivation, Qi Yu's eyes were instantly firm.

"Boy, go to hell!"

With a cold drink, Qi Yu's palm hit countless paw prints, which directly grabbed Mo Wentian.

"Boss, little..."

Xiao Jiao watched Qi Yu catch Mo Wentian again and couldn't help reminding him.

"Ah..."

"No..."

"How is this possible!"

……

Before Xiao Jiao could finish his words, screams came to his ears.

In the next moment, a strong smell of blood spread in the void.

"What's the matter? It seems to be the voice of six elders!"

"Six elders were really killed by Mo Wentian!"

"It's impossible! Don't ask the sky. It's impossible to kill the six elders!"

……

The scream came, and the eyes of the orc disciples were full of disbelief.