Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1423 Ji Wujing's Real Identity

"Master Ji, don't worry!"

"This time, I'm afraid we will end!"

With a smile, Mo Wentian looked at the opposite Ji Wujing, and said in a deep voice.

"This one is coming to an end?"

"Ask the Emperor, then you have to be careful with this chess!"

"Although there are only you and me here, don't leave a joke!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Ji Wujing seemed to have heard some funny jokes, and the words were even sarcastic.

Although his mouth was so indifferent, in fact, at the moment Ji Wujing's heart was not calm at all, and even worried.

He was worried that Mo Wentian really broke his soul chess.

"Master Ji, I am afraid that this emperor will let you down!"

"God Eater!"

With a grin, Mo Wentian quickly spread out Tianshenjue in his hands.

The power of the soul has been somewhat unknown, but the **** of phasing can help him maintain his strength. Thinking about it, Mo Wentian directly displays the trick of phasing.

With the execution of the God of Devouring God, on the chessboard, the power of the numerous chess pieces quickly gathered towards Mowentian.

"How is this going?"

The opposite Ji Wujing, looking at Mo Wentian, his look changed instantly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian, even the breath on his body couldn't help raising his heart.

What's more, the power of the chess pieces on the soul chess is still converging towards Mo Wentian.

At this moment, don't ask the breath of the heavens, it is no longer the perfect state of the emperor, but directly reached the peak of the emperor, and it is close to the perfect state of the emperor.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's emanating power was like spring water would not dry up.

"go with!"

And at this moment, Mo Wentian burst into a rage.

"boom!"

The next moment, the entire Magic You board was trembling.

Mo Wentian's numerous imprints landed in the center, and the chessboard shattered instantly.

Just when the chessboard was broken, the strange power that enveloped Mo Motian disappeared instantly.

"This ... how is this possible?"

An incredibly loud voice came in an instant.

At the moment, Ji Wujing had a shocking look in his eyes.

Although he had this premonition in his mind, when it really happened, he still had some unbelief.

"Buzz ..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian looked up and found that his figure had returned to the valley.

In front of Mo Wentian, there was the chessboard.

But the opposite Ji Wujing, the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing's eyes were full of suspicion.

"Master, are you okay?"

Looking at the blood overflowing from the corner of Ji Wujing's mouth, Ji Ming quickly came forward, full of caring words.

"It's all right!"

Ji Wujing said indifferently.

"Master Ji, nothing is impossible!"

"Master Ji, you lost this game!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.

"Lost!"

Ji Wujing took a deep breath.

With a wave of his hand, a lot of elixir appeared in the palm of his hand.

The next moment, a lot of elixir was swallowed up by Ji Wujing.

For a moment, Ji Wujing's face became rosy again.

"Boy, you are obviously cheating, otherwise, you would never have won our young master!"

At the moment, Ji Ming looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a vicious face.

"Jiming, right?"

"This emperor is cheating when he wins your young master. What if your young master wins this young master?"

"what is that?"

"Is that right?"

Standing up, Mo Wentian looked at Ji Ming in front of him, with a cold look on his face, and said no question.

"Boy, you ..."

"You are just trying to make sense!"

For a moment, Ji Ming was speechless by Mo Wentian.

"Ji Ming, step down!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came.

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing that Ji Ming, despite some reluctance, turned around and retreated behind Ji Wujing.

Watching Ji Ming recede, Ji Wujing wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and a radian rose on his face.

"Ask the Emperor, I don't think you need to talk about my cooperation!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing's deep voice sounded.

"Stop talking?"

Mo Wentian's eyes raised a doubt.

He just played a game with Ji Wujing, and Ji Wujing stopped talking about cooperation with him.

Recalling Ji Wujing's original attitude, Mo Wentian was shocked.

"Stop talking!"

Ji Wujing said a deep breath.

In front of Mo Wentian, but a warrior who cultivated for the celestial king's perfection, in his eyes, he was not even an ant.

But even such a person has broken a chess game that nobody can break for hundreds of thousands of years.

At this moment, Ji Wujing's heart no longer dares to underestimate Mo Wentian.

What's more, there was a strong hunch in his heart.

In front of Mo Wentian, sooner or later he will grow into a terrible existence, and at that time, in front of him, he will look down at Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian will look down at him.

"Woohoo ..."

Exhale a stale breath.

"Ask the Emperor, you also said that you don't know about chess!"

"You know, for hundreds of thousands of years, the only person who broke the chess game of Ben Shaozhu!"

The next moment, it seemed to be remembered, the light in Ji Wujing's eyes skyrocketed.

Although Ji Wujing was already strongly suppressing the excitement in his heart, the look in those eyes could not be concealed.

"For hundreds of thousands of years, the only person who broke your chess game?"

Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes raised a stern look.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the only person who broke this chess game has too much information.

For a while, Mo Wentian didn't know what to say.

You know, even the strongest person in this ancient relic has a lifespan of 200,000 years.

And Ji Wujing even said that soul chess is hundreds of thousands of years, and no one can break it. This shows that Ji Wujing in front of him is at least a person who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

Obviously, Ji Wujing in front of him cannot be a person in this ancient relic.

"Did he come from heaven?"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to be thinking of something, and there was a very bright light in his eyes.

At this moment, Mo Wentian, the only thing I can think of is that this Ji Wujing is from the rumored martial arts shrine Tianxian Realm.

"Ask the Emperor, you don't have to guess about my identity, I believe you will know one day sooner or later!"

And just then, Ji Wujing's laughter sounded.