Chapter 1268

"Old bastard, go to hell!"

"When the emperor solves you, it's time to rob the Dragon sky map!"

The next moment, it seems to be thinking of something, don't ask the eyes of the sky, rise a bright and incomparable light.

"You want to kill the emperor with the anger in the ghost furnace, and the emperor will treat him in his own way today!"

"Kill you with the rage in the ghost furnace!"

The cold voice rang out, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and his hands directly hit a printing formula in the ghost furnace.

As Mo Wentian's printing formulas were played out one by one, in the ghost furnace, a terrible rage spread out in an instant and rushed towards Jiang Zhengyuan, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Zhengyuan.

"This boy, his hostility is even better than that of this elder!"

"Do I really want to be planted in the hands of a mole ant at the peak of the heavenly king?"

Looking at the terrible anger that came in an instant, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes flashed a complex light.

At this moment, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but when he thought of his jun'er, half a million disciples of the Niu clan, and his ice fire double blades and ghost stove, Mo Wentian took them away.

In particular, he recalled that before he came to devour the kingdom of God, Jiang Zhengyuan's retreat stopped when he broke his promise in front of the emperor.

"No!"

"I can't retreat, even if I die. I'm the elder of the tianniu clan. I'm a dignified figure in the ancient land. I'd rather be broken than destroyed!"

Thinking like this, Jiang Zhengyuan's thoughts changed instantly.

The dark way in my heart flashed a firm light in my eyes.

"Boy, it's not so easy to kill me!"

The next moment, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes suddenly shrunk, looking at Mo Wentian in the void, and drank coldly.

At the same time, the prestige of Jiang Zhengyuan also soared rapidly.

"Tear..."

The sound of tearing came, and Jiang Zhengyuan's clothes were smashed, revealing his extremely strong tendons.

At the moment, Jiang Zhengyuan is as tall as tens of feet, and his power is even more vast.

"Old bastard, fight back?"

"Very good!"

Looking at this scene, don't ask the evil smile raised by the corners of heaven's mouth, which is more and more rich.

If Jiang Zhengyuan didn't fight back and begged for mercy directly, it would make Mo Wentian feel boring.

And Jiang Zhengyuan is going to fight with him. Don't ask heaven. Instead, he is happy. Since Xiuwei broke through to the peak of the king of heaven, don't ask heaven to really fight a good war.

Jiang Zhengyuan is just a test object in front of him.

"Tianniu shadowless fist!"

"Boy, I'll smash your body and let you die without a place to bury!"

At this moment, a sound of fierce drinking came.

The next moment, I saw Jiang Zhengyuan's fist, which was tens of feet in size, quickly changed in the void.

However, in a few breaths, the fists of tens of feet seemed to be all over the void.

Immediately, he went directly to Mo Wentian.

"Boss, be careful!"

Looking at this scene, the voice of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian's care came instantly.

"Yes!"

Mo Wentian just nodded in the direction of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, but when Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, his eyes were very firm.

It seems that for Jiang Zhengyuan in front of him, he has a full hug that I can overcome the general.

"The elder is worthy of being the elder, and his means are really terrible. Our tianniu shadowless fist, but our long lost skill in the tianniu family, I didn't expect the elder to refine it!"

"What about the ice fire double blades and ghost stove that took the elder? With the elder's terrible physique, can this boy still stop the elder?"

"This boy can't be stopped. Death is destined to be his end!"

"Cultivation is of course the most important!"

……

Looking at the mighty Jiang Zhengyuan and the disciples of the tianniu clan in the void, the light suddenly rose in their originally dim eyes.

At the moment, they seem to have seen Mo Wentian die miserably under Jiang Zhengyuan's tianniu shadowless fist.

The corners of their mouths could not help lifting slightly.

"Old bastard, this ghost stove has been in your hands for many years. Don't you know that the ferocity in this ghost stove will break your body and make it very easy?"

At the moment, Mo Wentian seems to have found something, but his eyes are bland, and his heart is a dark way.

At the moment when Jiang Zhengyuan's cow shadowless fist hit that day, Mo Wentian had already noticed that although Jiang Zhengyuan's physique was terrible.

But under this treacherous anger, Jiang Zhengyuan's physique is really vulnerable.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The sound of fierce drinking came from the void again.

In the void, countless fist prints came directly at Mo Wentian.

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian's eyes did not fluctuate at all. Even at this moment, Mo Wentian closed his eyes directly.

"What's the matter with the emperor who ate the kingdom of gods? Is he afraid and directly wait to die?"

"The cultivation of heavenly king's peak is still too bad after all!"

"Alas... Unfortunately, in fact, the emperor of the kingdom of devouring gods, his talent is excellent, but his cultivation is too low. If he continues to grow, his strength must be terrifying."

"No, according to the character of the emperor of the devouring God Kingdom, he can't stand and wait for death!"

……

Hundreds of feet away, countless figures, looking at the calm figure in the void, instantly discussed.

And just when they thought that Mo Wentian was going to die under the shadow fist of the elder of the tianniu clan.

"Old bastard, why are you so careless? The emperor has already told you that if you want to kill the emperor, you are not enough!"

"Dragon fist, let's go!"

Just when tianniu shadowless fist was about to fall on Mo Wentian's head, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly opened.

With an angry cry, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. He punched directly and shot at Jiang Zhengyuan's chest close at hand.

Don't ask heaven this sudden punch, so that Jiang Zhengyuan didn't have the slightest defense at all.

Coupled with the anger in the ghost furnace, it is madly destroying Jiang Zhengyuan's body. Don't ask the sky's dragon fist, which directly blows on Jiang Zhengyuan's chest.

"Ah..."

"No..."

……

In an instant, a scream instantly rang through the whole void.

In the void, the body of dozens of feet was directly penetrated by a palm at the chest.

Blood surged out of the fist sized hole in an instant, and a strong smell of blood filled the air in an instant.

"Die!"

The cold voice came, Mo Wentian's palm moved in the hole, and a beating heart was instantly taken off by Mo Wentian.

And at the moment when Mo Wentian picked it up, the scream suddenly stopped.