Chapter 2426

Although Mo Wentian can't see its specific level, Mo Wentian can be sure that the level of this rushing thunder sword must be not low, at least it has exceeded the existence of imperial instruments.

If Xiao Feng cultivates the formula of running thunder sword to a great success, he is really not Xiao Feng's opponent, but Xiao Feng's formula of running thunder sword is only superficial.

Unable to say why, don't ask the sky. Looking at Xiao Feng's running thunder sword formula, you always feel a little familiar.

But for a moment, I couldn't think of where I was familiar.

"Elder martial brother Xiao Feng is really terrible. He won the thunder running sword. Without saying, he even learned the formula of thunder running sword!"

"As soon as the formula of running thunder sword comes out, even the strong in the realm of heavenly saints may not be able to stop it!"

"Mo Wentian's strength is also terrible. Mo Wentian collided with brother Xiao Feng's thunder sword with his fist. Mo Wentian was only slightly injured. Mo Wentian's strength is even more terrible!"

"Don't ask heaven. It's not human at all. It's simply a demon. He was only slightly injured when he collided with such a terrible divine sword as the thundering sword. If it were me, my cultivation would reach the perfect state of the emperor of heaven. I'm afraid that under brother Xiao Feng's thundering sword, he has also been killed!"

"Don't ask how arrogant innocence is. He actually said that what Xiao Feng learned was only skin deep. Did he think he could defeat Xiao Feng?"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, countless disciples of God's heaven began to talk.

They are not too optimistic about Mo Wentian.

After all, Xiao Feng's running thunder sword formula is really terrible!

What's more, this disciple of the God of the thundering sword is no stranger. This is their predecessor's thundering sword.

They have all heard of the power of the divine sword. Those who believed that Mo Wentian could defeat Xiao Feng are now standing on Xiao Feng.

"Don't ask the sky, you are so hateful!"

"I must defeat you today and win the training quota!"

Listening to this discussion, Xiao Feng's breath suddenly soared.

Most of these disciples are still optimistic about him, which gives Xiao Feng great encouragement.

At this moment, Xiao Feng only felt that he was full of confidence, and the number of experience was more like him.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Feng's eyes were even more disdainful.

"I won the training quota after losing the war?"

"Xiao Feng, you don't have this strength. The number of training places can only be the emperor's!"

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

Xiao Feng's running thunder sword formula is really good, but it is not his opponent.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and a divine sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

This divine sword is the sword that devours the sky.

The heaven devouring sword trembled slightly in Mo Wentian's hand, as if he understood Mo Wentian's words, as if he was going to fight at the next moment.

At this moment, the breath on Mo Wentian's body also soared rapidly.

"Don't ask the sky. Do you know how to use the artifact?"

"It's just that your artifact can't be my opponent!"

Looking at the heaven devouring sword in Mo Wentian's hand, Xiao Feng flashed a look of disdain and sneered.

In Xiao Feng's view, his thunder running sword is a peerless artifact. As for Mo Wentian's heaven devouring sword, it is just a broken sword.

"Really?"

"Then try!"

Don't ask the sky to look at Xiao Feng, and your eyes suddenly shrink.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared behind Xiao Feng.

Looking at Xiao Feng, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a cold light.

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

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"Jiu Jiu GUI Yi Jian Jue!"

Shout angrily, don't ask the sky and directly show the nine nine return to one sword formula.

"Tear..."

With Mo Wentian's Jiu Jiu GUI Yi Jian Jue, in the void, I saw that the whole void was instantly delimited, and endless void turbulence rolled down.

"Jiu Jiu GUI Yi Jian Jue!"

"Don't ask the sky. This boy should have reached Xiaocheng!"

Looking at Mo Wentian Shi's exhibition of the nine nine return and one sword formula, a complex light flashed in the eyes of the old man, and a deep voice said.

"Don't ask the sky. This boy can cultivate to a small success so quickly. This talent is faster than the legend of our Protoss!"

"If this boy grows up, he is absolutely supreme. You and I can only look up to him!"

Listening to the words of the old man Shenzhu, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the old man in ancient books, and he couldn't help sighing.

The old man in ancient books followed Mo Wentian for such a long time. Originally, he thought Mo Wentian was just an ordinary martial artist.

But I didn't expect that Mo Wentian has been bringing surprise to him all the way.

Although the cultivation of Mo Wentian has not been improved quickly, the strength of Mo Wentian is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Yes, don't ask heaven. This boy's talent is really too strong!"

"It's just that there isn't much time left for him to grow up!"

"The cultivation of this boy must be improved as soon as possible. The man in the demon world will come soon!"

Suddenly, it seemed that he remembered something, and the old man's look of Shenzhu darkened in an instant.

"Yes!"

"Old Shenzhu, when they enter the Shentian Mountain vein to experience, we should also do what we should do!"

Hearing the words, the old man's expression in the ancient books was dignified, and his eyes were even firmer.

"Boom..."

In the void at the moment, the endless void flows down.

Mo Wentian stands proudly in the void, like a supreme peerless king, which makes people fear at first sight. The majesty like a king spreads from Mo Wentian.

"The boy's sword formula is also good!"

"But what if your sword formula is good? It can't be my opponent!"

"Thundering sword formula!"

"Cut!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's Jiu Jiu GUI Yi Jian Jue, Xiao Feng's eyes suddenly shrunk.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Feng directly showed the formula of running thunder sword.

Xiao Feng showed all his strength. He wanted to defeat Mo Wentian with this blow.

I can't say why, don't ask the sky in front of me. Although the cultivation is only in the early stage of the emperor of heaven, don't ask the sky. The power that spreads from him makes him feel a touch of fear in the bottom of his heart.

What's more, he had a premonition in his heart that he could not be mo Wentian's opponent at all.

Then, thinking that Mo Wentian's cultivation was just the beginning of the emperor of heaven, Xiao Feng's eyes raised a touch of confidence.

Mo Wentian's cultivation is just the beginning of the emperor of heaven, but he is the strong one of the emperor's perfection. Not to mention, he also has the thunder sword and the thunder sword formula. Mo Wentian will not be his opponent.

"How strong the sword intention is. These two swords are so strong. Don't ask heaven. Unexpectedly, there is a king like pressure spreading on him!"

"Yes, if it weren't for Mo Wentian's cultivation, there was only the beginning of the emperor of heaven, I really thought it was the arrival of the peerless king!"

"Elder martial brother Xiao Feng's breath is also very strong, and his thunder running sword formula is extremely terrible!"

"Yes, the martial arts in the realm of the emperor of heaven can still kill the strong in the early days of the saint of heaven with the formula of running thunder sword, and don't ask the cultivation of heaven is just the realm of the early days of the emperor of heaven. Elder martial brother Xiao Feng wants to lose the battle, don't ask the sky, it's simply an easy thing!"

"I don't know who will be the final winner in this war. It's possible!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian and Xiao Feng in the void, countless disciples of God's heaven began to talk.

At the moment, their eyes, together, looked at Mo Wentian and Xiao Feng, eyes unblinking, as if they were afraid to miss anything wonderful.

Both Mo Wentian and Xiao Feng have strong breath. Although Mo Wentian's cultivation is only in the early days of the emperor of heaven, the breath of Mo Wentian is no worse than that of Xiao Feng.

Until the last moment of this war, they dare not speculate who will be the final winner.