Chapter 2077

What Huan Tian didn't know was that the elder of the Meihu clan had a different relationship with the sword in front of him.

Looking at the magic sky turning into the elder of the Meihu clan, the sword shook the sky's body and couldn't help but retreat for several steps.

Jian Zhentian's eyes looked at Huan Tian straightly, as if he wanted to see something from Huan Tian.

Being looked at by Jian Zhentian like this, Huan Tian just felt a little uncomfortable all over and felt something wrong, but for a moment, he couldn't think of what was wrong.

"This... This monster turned into the elder of the Meihu clan?"

"The elder of the Meihu clan has an unusual relationship with our king. This demon turned into the elder of the Meihu clan, and our king was in trouble!"

"I don't know if Wang she is willing to shoot at the magic fox elder!"

"The illusion of this monster is so strong. The cultivation of the elder of the Meihu clan is already the peak of the emperor of heaven, which is a little stronger than our king!"

"The demon beast has the martial arts and skills of whoever it turns into. Now he turns into the elder of the Meihu clan. Doesn't he have the strength of the elder of the Meihu clan? Our king is not the opponent of the elder of the Meihu clan!"

……

Looking at the magic sky transformed into the elder of the Meihu clan in the void, the countless sword dragon disciples instantly burst into flames.

A touch of worry rose in their hearts.

They have seen the power of magic sky just now.

Unable to say why, a bad feeling rose in their hearts at the moment.

Jian Zhentian won't be Magic's opponent. Even if Jian Zhentian doesn't fight with Yuan Hu, Jian Zhentian is not magic's opponent.

"The magic sky turned into the appearance of the elder of the Meihu clan!"

At the moment, Mo Wentian looked at the magic sky that turned into the elder of the Meihu clan, and the corner of his mouth was slightly grinned, raising a touch of radian.

"Boy, you still have the heart to care about others!"

"Don't worry, when the king kills you, the monster will also die!"

At this time, Yuan Hu's voice came.

"Really?"

"Do you know that there are tens of thousands of people who say to the emperor that he will die, not 100000!"

"Do you know what their final outcome is?"

Listen to Yuan Hu's words, don't ask the sky, suddenly cold.

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

"What is the final outcome?"

Yuan Hu looked at Mo Wentian and almost subconsciously asked.

"Death!"

A dead word came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

Don't ask about the breath of heaven, which is even more vast.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's majesty like a king spread out in an instant and spread towards Yuan Hu.

Yuan Hu originally wanted to punch Mo Wentian, but now it was like being frozen by something in the void, and he couldn't fall down.

At this moment, Yuan Hu only felt a chill coming from his back, and the sweat on Yuan Hu's forehead fell down like raindrops.

"What's the matter? Why doesn't our king fight with this boy?"

"Our king's fist hasn't fallen yet. How can the sweat on our king's forehead be so big?"

"Is it this boy who is exerting pressure on our king? I heard that this can only be the case if he is under pressure!"

"Coercion? This boy's cultivation, but the emperor's perfect state, what coercion does he have? Even if he exerts coercion, can he hurt our king?"

"This boy's cultivation, only the realm of the emperor's perfection, such cultivation, in front of our king, is simply an ant!"

……

At this time, the countless disciples of the three headed tiger clan instantly talked.

They don't think that the strength of Mo Wentian is stronger than their king.

Even if Mo Wentian originally cut off Yuan Hu's arm, in their view, it was just Mo Wentian's sneak attack.

Otherwise, Mo Wentian couldn't have cut off one arm of Yuan Hu. What's more, Mo Wentian had already been killed by Yuan Hu.

"Boy, you want to kill me!"

"With you, it's a dream!"

Listening to the voices of discussion, Yuan Hu came to his senses and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, Yuan Hu's confidence soared in an instant.

Especially when he thought that he was the strong one at the peak of the emperor of heaven, and Mo Wentian was just the emperor's perfection, Yuan Hu's eyes rose a touch of essence.

Yuan Hu's heart was also secretly firm at the moment.

Mo Wentian, he must be killed. If he doesn't kill Mo Wentian, how will Yuan Hu be the king of these three headed tigers in the future.

Moreover, he had already said that if Mo Wentian was not killed, he would not be the king of the three headed tiger clan.

Thinking like this, Yuan Hu's confidence increased rapidly.

"Really?"

"Overestimate oneself!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and a sword chopped at Yuan Hu again.

"Boom..."

While Mo Wentian was beheading Yuan Hu, Yuan Hu's fist also fell towards Mo Wentian.

"Bang..."

The next moment, in the void, the sword and fist collided.

It has to be said that the physique of the three headed tiger clan is really good.

Yuan Hu's fist directly collided with Mo Wentian's heaven devouring sword, and a shield instantly appeared on Yuan Hu's fist.

Yuan Hu's eyes also raised a touch of impressiveness.

"This..."

"This boy's sword is not an ordinary sword at all. If I continue to collide with him, I'm afraid my arm will also be cut off by him!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Yuan Hu's eyes were full of astonishment.

At the next moment, without the slightest hesitation, Yuan Hu retreated directly.

"Wow..."

Just when yuan hugang wanted to separate his fist from Mo Wentian's sword, Mo Wentian's sword directly cut a striking hole in his fist.

In that opening, blood instantly flowed out, and the rich and incomparable smell of blood instantly spread.

"Hum..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and retreated dozens of feet.

Mo Wentian snorted stiffly, and a trace of blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

Mo Wentian was injured by Yuan Hu's body when he collided with Yuan Hu just now.

Don't ask the sky to wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth, and a glance rises in your eyes.

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

……

Looking at Mo Wentian, two figures instantly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

These two figures are none other than Xiao Jiao and you'er.

"I'm fine!"

"You'er, the physique of the three headed tiger clan..."

Mo Wentian stood up and looked at you'er. A complex light flashed in his eyes and asked coldly.

"Boss, the physique of these three tigers is their strongest attack!"

"They can gather all their strength into their bodies!"

"Boss, you were injured by Yuan Hu's body just now, that's why!"

"Yuan Hu saw that his speed was not as fast as you, so he gathered all his strength into his body!"

Before Mo Wentian finishes, you'er has understood what Mo Wentian wants to know.

You'er looked at Mo Wentian, and a light flashed in her eyes.

"I see!"

Listen to you'er's words, don't ask the sky, and a touch of enlightenment rises in your eyes.

"Boss, let me solve this Yuan Hu?"

At this time, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and volunteered.

"Xiaojiao, you can fight sometimes!"

"Yuan Hu's physique is unexpectedly so strong. This person asked me to come, and I will subdue him!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.