Chapter 1155

"Death!"

At the next moment, the ancestor of the demon world shouted fiercely and patted Mo Wentian with ten thousand palms.

"Want me to die, old bastard, you don't have the ability!"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at this scene, his eyes flickered with cold.

The cold voice rang out. In the void, eighty-one Mo asked the sky, holding the heaven devouring sword, they directly chopped at the ten thousand palms.

"No..."

"This... How is this possible!"

Suddenly, the void was full of incredible voices, resounding.

The ancestor of the demon world looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

It turned out that when his palm was about to fall on Mo Wentian, the 81 Mo Wentian in the void, holding a heaven devouring sword, blocked him in front of him.

He wanted to cross the heaven devouring sword and fall on Mo Wentian, but he found that his rolling power could not reach Mo Wentian at all.

Suddenly, the ancestor of the demon world was stunned.

"Ah..."

"No..."

And in the moment when he was stunned, eighty-one Mo Wentian in the void cut directly into his palm.

The scream suddenly rang out, and in the void, don't ask the sky, the heaven devouring sword fell.

At this moment, the ten thousand palms of the ancestor of the demon world showed their true colors and became two palms, and these two palms, at this moment, were cut off with their wrists together.

In the whole Qingfeng mountain range, it seems that all monsters have heard this scream.

The figures couldn't help crawling on the ground.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood, but also spit out from the mouth of the demon world ancestor.

A strong smell of blood filled the air instantly.

"Boy, you..."

"Why are you so strong?"

The next moment, the ancestor of the demon world came back to his senses, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of impressiveness.

He couldn't understand why he used 70% or 80% of his strength, and he couldn't even stop the martial artist in the middle of the heavenly king in front of him.

Not only could he not stop it, he was also cut off by the mole ants in the middle of the heavenly king, which he did not put in his eyes at all.

You know, he is practicing palming. Now he has no palms at all, which is undoubtedly a great pain for him.

"This emperor's strength has always been like this!"

"Old bastard, you are too weak!"

Hearing the words, don't ask the corners of the mouth slightly raised, a touch of evil smile instantly spread.

"Am I too weak?"

"Boy, you... You hide your accomplishments?"

Listen to Mo Wentian's words, the ancestor of the demon world simply wanted to vomit blood angrily.

At the moment, the only thing he can think of is that don't ask the sky in front of him and hide his cultivation.

Otherwise, how could a warrior in the middle of the little heavenly king be his opponent?

"Cultivation, the emperor did not hide!"

"Old bastard, your skills are inferior to others. Don't look for other reasons!"

Don't ask heaven to look at the ancestor of the demon world. The evil smile on his face is extremely wanton, and his words are full of ridicule.

Although now Mo Wentian has cut off the two palms of the ancestor of the demon world, Mo Wentian's heart is very clear that it is impossible to cut off the two palms of the ancestor of the demon world simply by relying on his own strength and the power of the sword that devours the sky!

As for the real cutting off of the hands of the demon world ancestor, a large part of this still depends on the fact that the demon world ancestor consumed too much when opening the seal, and his inner contempt for Mo Wentian.

"Boss, your strength is terrible!"

"Half step, the ancestor of the demon world in the middle of the emperor, you just cut off his palms with the sword of devouring the sky!"

At this time, looking at the magic sky that happened in this scene, the startling voice rang through.

"The emperor's strength is terrible?"

"Magic heaven, it's not that the emperor's strength is really so terrible, but that the old bastard is too light of the enemy!"

Don't ask the sky, but there is no concealment about the magic sky, and say in a low voice.

For his own strength, Mo Wentian is still clear in his heart. In the face of the early emperor, it is not a big problem to win, but in the face of the mid emperor, it is not easy.

This time, I was able to cut off the two palms of the ancestor of the demon world, which was largely due to the underestimate of the ancestor of the demon world and the excessive power consumed when opening the seal of the demon soul.

"Belittle the enemy?"

Magic day's heart is very confused.

"Magic sky, remember at all times, don't underestimate anyone!"

"No matter what kind of realm that person is!"

The next moment, don't ask what the sky seems to think of, and a bright light rises in your eyes.

"Boss, I understand!"

"Next, what are you going to do with this demon world ancestor?"

Hearing the words, Huan Tian nodded.

But the next moment, in the eyes of magic sky, there was a flash of pure light and a deep voice.

"How to deal with it?"

"For those who are not the emperor, then die!"

Don't ask heaven's eyes, the killing intention doesn't hide at all.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's breath soared rapidly.

"Old bastard, your palms have been cut off by the emperor!"

"You are proud of your magic palm. You can't show it in a short time!"

"Now the emperor gives you one last chance to surrender to the emperor or die!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the ancestor of the demon world, without the slightest hesitation, with a cold face.

Although it's not easy to kill the ancestor of the demon world, if the ancestor of the demon world doesn't know the truth, he doesn't mind killing him.

"Surrender or die?"

"Boy, you are arrogant. Do you think you can kill me when I cut my palms off unprepared?"

Hearing the words, the eyes of the demon world ancestor were extremely cold.

Although the flicker on the mouth of the demon world ancestor was extremely hard, his heart trembled at the moment.

Although a large part of it was his arrogance that made him lose both hands, there was no doubt about the strength of Mo Wentian.

Especially at this moment, he was looked at by Mo Wentian's cold eyes, and he only felt a chill rising from the bottom of his feet.

If it weren't for his efforts to stabilize his mind, I'm afraid he couldn't help shaking at the moment.

"Old bastard, it seems that you are not going to submit to the emperor?"

"That emperor makes you, die!"

Listen to the words of the demon world ancestor, don't ask the eyes of heaven, suddenly cold.

Don't ask the sky. The rolling gas of Xiao Sha comes out of the vast.

At this moment, the breath on Mo Wentian suddenly rose.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian's broken sword came out again and went towards the ancestor of the demon world.

"Magic feet!"

Looking at the Mo Wentian who came to kill himself, the eyes of the ancestor of the demon world suddenly shrunk.

"Buzzing..."

However, in a few breaths, I saw the figure of the ancestor of the demon world explode directly, and the rolling demon gas was frantically moving around wantonly.

And the next moment, the rolling magic gas, unexpectedly in the void, gathered a giant foot hundreds of feet in size, and frantically stepped on Mo Wentian.