"Boy, the Ice and Fire Divine Sword belongs to this elder!"
Seeing that the Divine Sword of Ice and Fire was only in Mo Wentian's palm, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes suddenly flashed with light.
An idea arose in his mind.
The Ice and Fire Divine Sword has no contact with him, and it is impossible for him to control it.
And he boasted so much in front of the disciples of the Tianniu tribe that it would be a shame if he didn't seize it with the ice and fire swords.
He originally thought that he had no chance, but he didn't expect that Mo Wentian would hold the ice and fire swords like this. This gave him a chance, which instantly sparked a glimmer of hope in his heart.
With a cold shout, the next moment, Jiang Zhengyuan did not hesitate at all. He flashed his figure and reached out to grab the ice and fire swords.
"Old bastard, I have already told you that there is no reason to spit out the things in my hands!"
"Also, what I hate most is when others come to snatch my things!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
"Shenlong Fist!"
With an angry shout, Mo Wentian punched directly towards Jiang Zhengyuan, who reached out to grab him.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body suddenly surged.
Above his fist, there was a phantom of a peerless dragon. The dragon's shining eyes stared at Jiang Zhengyuan, as if it was about to devour him.
"What a powerful punch. I'm afraid this punch is already comparable to the Emperor's mid-level state!"
"This kid managed to punch with a power comparable to that of a middle-stage Emperor. Is this still a human being?"
"This kid is too scary!"
"I think the great elder of the Tianniu tribe will not only be unable to seize the twin swords of ice and fire, but he will also die in the hands of this kid!"
…
Following Mo Wentian's punch, countless figures hundreds of feet away started talking in an instant.
"This boy's power is so strong!"
At this moment, Jiang Zhengyuan, who was grabbing Mo Wentian, also felt the terrifying power of the fist.
A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Originally, Jiang Zhengyuan thought that the reason why Mo Wentian was able to block his successive attacks was just because of the divine dragon seal.
But now, Jiang Zhengyuan doesn't think so.
Being able to destroy the demon clan and become the emperor of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom, Mo Wentian would not be as simple as his cultivation.
Although Mo Wentian's punch was comparable to that of a mid-stage Emperor, it was nothing more than a trick in front of a strong man who was half an Emperor.
Jiang Zhengyuan didn't show the slightest fear, and without even the slightest dodge, he directly grabbed the ice and fire swords in Mo Wentian's palms.
"Old bastard, it seems you still don't want to give up!"
"If you like to use your hands, I will leave you with no hands to use!"
Seeing Jiang Zhengyuan still walking straight towards him, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand again.
In the void, Mo Wentian held a sword in one hand and a fist in the other, approaching Jiang Zhengyuan to greet him.
As for the ice and fire swords, they are maintaining the same distance at this moment, suspended in the void.
"Boy, very good!"
"The swords of ice and fire are mine!"
Seeing Mo Wentian coming up to greet him, but the ice and fire swords were separated from Mo Wentian's hands, Jiang Zhengyuan felt happy for a moment.
The figure flashed, sped up, and grabbed directly towards the ice and fire swords.
"The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword!"
"cut!"
And just when Jiang Zhengyuan grabbed the ice and fire sword with one hand, a cold and stern voice came.
Then there was a bright golden light passing by.
"ah… "
"No… "
"Qiang Qiang..."
…
As Mo Wentian's sword fell, a scream instantly resounded in the void.
This was followed closely by the sound of metal colliding.
The sound of metal clashing was nothing but the sound of two ice and fire swords falling to the ground.
"Xiao Jinghen, these two swords of ice and fire are given to you!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen not far away and said coldly.
Immediately, Mo Wentian picked up the two ice and fire swords on the ground and threw them directly to Xiao Jinghen.
"Emperor, are you really going to give me these... these swords of ice and fire?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jinghen felt a little unbelievable for a long time, and then said in a daze for a long time.
But his hands subconsciously stretched out to catch the ice and fire swords.
Although before the battle, Mo Wentian had said that he would take the ice and fire swords and give them to him, but when the ice and fire swords actually came into his hands, he still felt a little unbelievable.
These are two swords of ice and fire! A half-grade imperial artifact!
The number of half-grade emperor-level artifacts in the entire ancient ruins can be counted on one finger.
He never thought that he, Xiao Jinghen, would one day possess a half-grade emperor-level artifact.
But the fact is that the ice and fire swords are already in his hands.
Xiao Jinghen couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time.
"When did my words stop being true?"
Looking at Xiao Jinghen, Mo Wentian looked extremely indifferent.
The reason why Mo Wentian gave the dual swords of ice and fire to Xiao Jinghen was not casual, but after careful consideration.
Although Xiao Jinghen's cultivation level is not the highest in the current Heaven-Devouring Kingdom, Xiao Jinghen's talent is still the best among the ones that Mo Wentian has conquered.
Not only that, Mo Wentian also found that his physique was very suitable for sword refining techniques, so Mo Wentian already had this idea the moment he saw the ice and fire swords.
"Emperor, this..."
"These swords of ice and fire are too precious, I..."
Mo Wentian's indifferent voice came, and a flash of light flashed in Xiao Jinghen's eyes.
But the next moment, Xiao Jinghen seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Mo Wentian and said quickly.
"Take it if I tell you to!"
"When I kill this old bastard later, I will also give you the Ice and Fire Double Sword Technique!"
A cold voice sounded, and there was no emotion on Mo Wentian's face at all.
"You also gave me the Ice and Fire Dual Sword Technique?"
"This... Xiao Jinghen, thank you Emperor!"
"I will practice hard and live up to the emperor's expectations!"
As soon as he heard that Mo Wentian wanted to take away the Ice and Fire Dual Saber Art and give it to him, Xiao Jinghen's heart instantly became filled with turmoil.
The joy shown on his face could not be hidden at all.
"As long as you understand!"
"This magical sword of ice and fire has not recognized its owner yet. Take it and shed your blood to recognize its owner!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Xiao Jinghen said quickly and respectfully without any hesitation.
Immediately, Xiao Jinghen took the ice and fire swords and bowed back.