"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Break the world with one sword!"
The sound of angry shouting sounded, and Mo Wentian took out his sword directly and slashed towards Yu Hao.
"Boy, it's not that easy to kill me!"
Seeing Mo Wentian slashing towards him, Yu Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly surged.
"Thunder Qilin Gloves!"
The next moment, Yu Hao shouted coldly.
"Rumble..."
A violent explosion sounded, and a pair of fists with unbridled thunder and lightning appeared in the void.
As the gauntlet appeared, a thunder unicorn also appeared in the void.
The power of thunder and lightning on Lei Qilin is terrifying and boundless.
The Lei Qilin looked at Mo Wentian, the power of thunder and lightning in his eyes was immense. At the same time, the Lei Qilin's bloody mouth opened even more.
"Thunder Fist!"
With a cold shout, the thunder unicorn gloves that met in the void were instantly put on Yu Hao's body.
As Yu Hao put on the Thunder Qilin Gloves, Yu Hao's power surged again.
The power of thunder and lightning spread all over Yu Hao's body.
"die!"
After the word "death" fell, Yu Hao went directly to greet Mo Wentian.
"Hoho..."
And the moment Yu Hao took action, the ten thousand-foot thunder unicorn in the void roared.
He opened his bloody mouth and engulfed Mo Wentian.
"Thunder Qilin Gloves?"
"Miss, these are the Thunder Qilin Gloves. These Thunder Qilin Gloves are a divine weapon at the pinnacle of the Emperor's level!"
"Mo Wentian, I can't stop it now!"
"Miss, shall we take action?"
Looking at this scene in the void, Ying'er, who was not far away, felt her heart tighten and her expression was extremely nervous.
"Ying'er, don't underestimate Mo Wentian!"
"Our status does not allow us to take action at will. We cannot show up until there is an emergency of life and death!"
Listening to Ying'er at this moment, Mo Qingqing's brows furrowed even more tightly.
But the next moment, as if she remembered something, Mo Qingqing's expression changed slightly and she said indifferently.
Mo Qingqing was no less worried than Ying'er, and she also wanted to take action to deal with Yu Hao.
But she had met Yu Hao before, and Yu Hao knew her identity well, and she couldn't let her identity leak out.
Once her identity is revealed, the consequences will be disastrous.
Thinking like this, a complex look flashed across Mo Qingqing's eyes, and her slender hands were clenched even more tightly at this moment.
"Miss, this is an emergency!"
"The Thunder Qilin Gloves are an artifact of the peak emperor level. Coupled with Yu Hao's cultivation, it is impossible for Mo Wentian to stop him!"
"Yu Hao's blow may kill Mo Wentian!"
Ying'er had only one idea in her mind at the moment, which was to take action and save Mo Wentian.
In her opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation was so poor that it was impossible for him to block Yu Hao's two punches.
"Ying'er..."
Hearing this, Mo Qingqing's expression was extremely cold, and she shouted coldly.
"Miss… "
It was rare for Mo Qingqing to talk to her like this. Looking at Mo Qingqing's cold face, Ying'er felt like she wanted to take action, but she still held it back.
Just his eyes looked into the void again, looking at the figure.
In her heart, she prayed secretly, praying that Mo Wentian could stop Yu Hao.
"Thunder Qilin Gloves?"
"These gloves are really good!"
"It would be nice if you could box with me to practice your skills!"
But at this moment, Mo Wentian looked at Yu Hao who was blasting towards him, and put his eyes on the Lei Qilin glove.
At this moment, what Mo Wentian was thinking about was not how to stop Yu Hao, but how to take off the Lei Qilin gloves.
"Boy, death is imminent, why are you still coveting my young world master's thunder unicorn gloves?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Yu Hao's eyes suddenly shrank.
Two punches were directed towards Mo Wentian's chest.
"Qiang Qiang..."
"boom… "
But just when Yu Hao was about to hit Mo Wentian's chest with two punches, a divine sword flashing with cold light blocked Mo Wentian's chest.
"I want to kill this emperor!"
"You don't have this ability yet!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian directly used the boundary-breaking sword.
"boom… "
The next moment, two figures flew out in the void.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth.
The look on Mo Wentian's face turned pale instantly.
"Buzzing..."
Mo Wentian's mind moved, and several pills appeared in his hand. Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian threw them into his mouth.
After swallowing a few pills, the fluctuating aura on Mo Wentian's body became much more stable in an instant.
"The peak of Tianzun!"
"It's really good!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mo Wentian looked at Yu Hao across from him, with a bit of unconcealable awe in his eyes.
Originally, Mo Wentian thought that his sixth-level Nine-Dragon Holy Body, the immortal body, had broken through to its peak, and it would not be difficult to contend with this Yuhao.
But I didn't expect that this powerful man at the peak of Tianzun would be so much stronger than Tianzun Perfect.
Yu Hao's strength really exceeded Mo Wentian's expectations.
"Miss, block it!"
"Mo Wentian blocked two of Yu Hao's punches and was only slightly injured!"
Ying'er, not far away, also recovered from her shock.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ying'er had a bit of disbelief in her eyes.
"Not only was he slightly injured after being blocked, he also injured Yu Hao!"
Mo Qingqing seemed to have discovered something, and she said with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.
"Did you also hurt Yu Hao?"
As she muttered to herself, Ying'er's eyes looked towards Yu Hao.
"uh-huh… "
Just when Ying'er looked towards Yu Hao, Yu Hao groaned, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Miss, this..."
"This Yuhao is really hurt!"
"How come Mo Wentian is so strong? Isn't he only in the middle stage of the Emperor's cultivation?"
Seeing that Yu Hao was injured, Ying'er became more and more shocked and asked quickly.
"Some people's strength cannot be measured by their cultivation!"
Mo Qingqing's eyes were looking at Mo Wentian. What even she didn't know was that the curve of the corners of her mouth raised at this moment was extremely rich.
"The strength of some people is not measured by their cultivation?"
"Miss, who are you talking about?"
Listening to Mo Qingqing's words, Ying'er looked puzzled and asked almost subconsciously.
"That's Mo Wentian right in front of you!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Mo Qingqing's expression was extremely firm.
"Um!"
Hearing this, Yinger nodded in agreement.
While Mo Qingqing and Ying'er were discussing, the old woman and the old man in the void also nodded with satisfaction.
They recognized Mo Wentian more and more in their hearts.