Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1183: Strength Is Not Weak

"Boss, what about me?"

"Should I take the shot now and extract all the debris from the Tetris?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Xiaoyan's eyes instantly flashed a very bright light.

The rolling breath on his body had a urge to be violent.

"The strength of these Tianniu clan is not weak!"

"Don't shoot at them first, let me try this old miscellaneous strength first!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a flash of cold mang flashed.

As for Xiao Yan's meaning, wouldn't Mo Wentian understand? This is Xiao Yan's desire to fight.

The other disciples of the Tianni tribe are okay to say, but the four elders of the Tianni tribe don't always feel easy to ask Tian.

"Boss ..."

Hearing that Xiao Xiao's expression on his face suddenly dimmed.

He opened his mouth and tried to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Shenlongquan!"

The next moment, the sound of cold drinking sounded, and Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. He hit his fist and greeted him directly toward the thousands of seals in the void.

With Mo Wentian's fist shot, Mo Wentian's power rose suddenly.

On top of Mo Wentian's fist, there is a mad roar of Shenlong.

"Hahahaha ..."

"Boy, you, a little emperor in the late period, even made a fist and resisted the elder's seal. I don't think you know what it means to smash!"

Looking at Mo Wentian without using any artifact, he just greeted him with a punch, and Jiang Jinfeng burst into laughter.

The taunting voice followed immediately.

At this moment, Jiang Jinfeng seemed to see something funny and made him laugh.

You know, Mo Wentian's cultivation, although breaking through a small realm, is only the later realm of the Heavenly King.

In the later period of the Uranus, let alone in front of a half-step emperor like Jiang Jinfeng, even if it is in front of the Uranus's consummation, it is just a ant.

The original Jiang Jinfeng was a little afraid of the terrible power of the time roulette controlled by Mo Wentian's rumor.

But at this moment, looking at Mo Wentian just greeted him with a punch, which made Jiang Jinfeng's heart happy.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian would die in this Niu Yin day. As for the time roulette, Mo Wentian had no chance to use it.

Moreover, an idea rose in his mind, that is, after the death of Mo Wentian, the legendary time wheel of the artifact beyond the king level is his.

"Yes, this kid is really overwhelmed. The four elders are half-step emperors. He just greeted them with one punch, isn't he trying to die?"

"Don't say that the four elders have used the Tianniu seal. Even if the four elders fight with him, I think this kid will be smashed!"

"Arrogance always pays for arrogance!"

"This boy must be beheaded and killed, let a monster be impersonate our four elders, this is simply despising my Tianniu tribe, despising the four elders!"

...

With the cold voice of Jiang Jinfeng sounding, the disciples of Tianniu looked at Mo Wentian with a dark face, and the killing in their eyes was not concealed.

"A crushed taste?"

"The taste of old miscellaneous and shattered, I am afraid that the emperor can't understand it, and it will be you who deeply appreciate it!"

Listening to the comments, Mo Wentian looked indifferent.

But the next moment, it seemed to remember something. Looking at Jiang Jinfeng, Mo Mantian's eyes, Han Mang was terrible.

After speaking, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and punched directly toward Jiang Jinfeng.

"Tianniu Seal!"

"Suppress me!"

And looking at Mo Wentian's body speeding towards himself, Jiang Jinfeng was unwilling to show weakness, and once again printed his own secrets.

As he printed all his secrets, the breath of those thousands of feet of the beast became even more terrifying.

At the same time, the breath on Jiang Jinfeng's body also skyrocketed, and his terrible might suddenly appeared violently.

"boom……"

A violent collision came.

In the void, I saw Mo Wentian's punch hit the Niu Yin directly that day.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flew straight upside down.

"puff……"

A bite of blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's face paled instantly.

On the other hand, Jiang Jinfeng, the four elders of the Tianniu tribe, stood proudly, without even moving a step.

It seems that at this moment, he was not hurt in the slightest.

"Boss ..."

"Boss ..."

Looking at the scene of Mo Wentian, two figures flashed, and appeared instantly beside Mo Wentian.

"Rest assured, I'm fine!"

Looking at Xiao Yan and Xuan Tian who appeared beside him, Mo Wentian gave a slight grin, and said with ease.

"This old messy body is so strong!"

Mo Wentian reached out and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, looking at Jiang Jinfeng in front of his eyes, his eyes were full of suspicion.

I didn't think Tian originally thought that one punch was enough to block this Jiang Jinfeng's Tian Niu Yin, but he did not expect that Jiang Jinfeng's physique was so strong.

This is indeed beyond the expectation of Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian couldn't help secretly saying.

"Boss, let me shoot with you and kill this boss!"

The next moment, Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian, the killing in his eyes was terrible, and his momentum was about to grow.

"Xiao Yun, Bendi knows that you are worried about me!"

"Don't worry, this emperor hasn't shot yet. If I use the Devouring Sword and Time Roulette, this old mess will definitely die!"

"You and Magic Sky and your mission are here!"

Listening to Xiao Yan's words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.

But the next moment, it was a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, and his face was very relaxed.

"Boss ..."

Hearing the words, Xiao Yan's killing intention disappeared suddenly.

He wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"How are you, kid?"

"What does Elder Benevolenty taste like?"

At this moment, Jiang Jinfeng looked at Mo Wentian and said with pride.

"Look, Mo Wentian, that kid is not the opponent of the four elders at all!"

"That's right, the elders use their power, but in the five or six cities, this boy can't stop it!"

"You don't see what this boy's cultivation is, this boy is a ant in the late days of the King!"

"The ants in the later stage of the King of Heaven can already block the move of the four elders, which is already very good!"

...

Jiang Jinfeng's arrogant voice sounded, and the disciples of the Tianniu tribe also recovered from the dullness.

Countless figures, looking at Mo Wentian, could not help talking.