Chapter 1681

This behind the scenes action is really looked down upon.

Tian Hu has followed Mo Wentian for a long time. His character is somewhat similar to Mo Wentian. Tian Hu also hates such behavior.

"Bitch smash, how dare you speak to this Buddha like this!"

"You are as hateful as that boy. Originally, you were going to leave you a cheap life, but I didn't expect that you should be so ignorant. Then you should die like that boy!"

Listening to Tianhu's words, Qi Tianzun's anger soared.

Looking at Qi Tianzun's eyes, the killing was wanton, and the gas of killing was emitted from him.

"Die?"

"Tianhu, you and I can help this old bastard!"

The cold voice sounded, don't ask in the eyes of the sky, the cold light passed by.

"OK, ask brother Tian!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Tianhu quickly agreed.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian and Tian Hu showed up in an instant.

Don't ask heaven, holding the heaven devouring sword, and cut directly at Qi Tianzun.

However, Tianhu has been frozen for thousands of miles.

With the ice sealed for thousands of miles, the surrounding area was instantly frozen, and in an instant, it seemed to become an ice world, with chills shrouded in the fireball in the palm of Qi Tianzun.

"What a terrible ice force. As soon as this ice force comes out, I seem to be unable to move my body!"

"This ice force is really terrible. Retreat!"

"This beauty didn't expect to have such strength. If this beauty and that boy work together, we, Lord Qi Tianzun, may not be able to deal with it so easily!"

"Yes, the ice power of this beauty is really strange. It can freeze the flaming power of our Lord Qi!"

……

Looking at this scene in the void, I felt the terrible chill, and figures quickly retreated hundreds of feet away.

They couldn't help taking a breath. At the moment, they still had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Their Lord of heaven may really be unable to resist Mo Wentian and Tian Hu in front of them.

But their eyes stared at the void without blinking, as if they were afraid of missing a wonderful moment.

Qi Tianzun's fiery power was instantly frozen by the ice power of Tianhu. Not only that, Qi Tianzun's fist of fiery power was frozen in the void instead of rushing towards Mo Wentian.

"Old dog, die!"

At this time, a cold voice sounded. Mo Wentian, holding the heaven devouring sword, stabbed Qi Tianzun's chest directly.

"Not good!"

The terrible sword Qi hit, and Qi Tianzun's heart instantly raised a bad premonition.

A breath of death came towards him.

He wanted to dodge in a flash, but his fist was frozen. The ice force that frozen his fist, he couldn't get rid of it at all.

At this moment, Qi Tianzun is in a dilemma. If he wants to avoid Mo Wentian's sword, he must lose a fist, and if he wants this fist, he must bear Mo Wentian's sword.

Don't ask the sky in front of you. The sword in your hand seems to be just an ordinary artifact, but the sword spirit makes Qi Tianzun dare not underestimate it at all.

After weighing, Qi Tianzun chose to dodge.

With his cultivation, it is not difficult to grow new fists. If Mo Wentian's sword stabbed him in the chest, it might be!

Maybe, it's really possible that, as Mo Wentian said, he will really die in Mo Wentian's hands.

Thinking like this, Qi Tianzun did not hesitate at all. His figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"Ah..."

But a scream rang through.

In the void, drops of blood dripping down, like a blood rain, the rich smell of blood, instantly diffuse.

"This old bastard seems to be very good at weighing!"

Looking at Qi Tianzun's fist left in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a touch of pure light.

However, Qi Tianzun lost a fist, although his cultivation was already in the middle stage of Tianzun, it was not difficult for him to recover a fist.

However, he could not recover in a short time, and Qi Tianzun was also seriously injured.

Don't ask heaven for a blow to kill Qi Tianzun. After all, with his current cultivation, he can't kill Qi Tianzun.

But if Qi Tianzun was seriously injured, it might be!

"Lord Tianzun is injured, this... How is this possible?"

"Look, in the void, it seems to be Lord Tianzun's fist. Lord Tianzun's fist is directly broken!"

"Just now, Lord Qi Tianzun chose to break it. Lord Qi Tianzun wanted to avoid the boy's attack and gave up a fist!"

"This ice force is really terrible, even the Lord of heaven can't help it!"

"Lord Tianzun is injured, can he defeat this boy?"

……

The disciples of Qi Tianjie recovered from their shock and instantly burst into flames.

Their hearts are even more impressive.

If they hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe that their emperor, the strong man in the middle of the great emperor, would have been injured in the hands of a warrior in the middle of the emperor.

Hearing this discussion, Qi Tianzun, who was already very pale, looked even worse.

"Boy, bitch smash, you should fight against me together!"

"This Buddha has never been so insulted in this fairy world!"

"Today, I must kill you. Not only that, but also put your spirit under the power of my flame to burn for thousands of years!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Tianzun's eyes were terrifying.

At the same time, Qi Tianzun's power soared.

"Buzzing..."

Immediately, a peerless halberd appeared in his hand.

On the halberd, a wild leopard appeared. The leopard opened its mouth and roared at Mo Wentian.

What's more, the leopard was burning with blue flames.

"This artifact is not bad!"

Looking at the halberd in Qi Tianzun's hand, Mo Wentian's eyes Rose with a touch of hot eyes.

"Boom..."

And at this time, don't ask the god dragon seal, unexpectedly began to vibrate.

"What's going on?"

"The Dragon seal has never been like this!"

Feeling the abnormality of the Dragon Seal, Mo Wentian's eyebrows frowned tightly, his eyes flashed, and his heart said secretly.

"Boy, although the power of the flame on the fierce leopard halberd can melt your dragon seal, it is a good thing for you boy!"

Suddenly, the voice of old man Shenzhu rang out in Mo Wentian's mind.