"Xiao Feng, my general is defeated!"
"Get out of my way!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian shouted angrily.
A terrifying fighting spirit surged out of Mo Wentian's body.
In the void, I saw that the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword was actually divided into nine divine swords, spinning crazily.
Immediately, the nine divine swords merged into one and slashed directly towards Xiao Feng.
"You are my loser!"
"You want to hurt me with a broken sword?"
Seeing Mo Wentian's sword coming towards him, a cold light flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.
Immediately, Xiao Feng's Thunder Sword surged in power, and the power of thunder and lightning in the void became even more wanton.
"Qiang Qiang..."
"boom… "
The next moment, two divine swords collided in the void, and sparks shot out.
At the same time, a figure flew out upside down.
The figure flying upside down was not Mo Wentian, but Xiao Feng who was fighting with Mo Wentian.
The aura on Xiao Feng's body dropped rapidly, and the Thunder Sword in his hand suddenly became silent as if it had encountered something terrible.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiao Feng's mouth.
The aura on Xiao Feng's body dropped rapidly, and Xiao Feng's face became even more pale without any blood at all.
"This... how is this possible? Xiao Feng was actually injured by Mo Wentian's sword? Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven!"
"Yes, what Xiao Feng is holding is the Thunder Sword. This Thunder Sword is extremely terrifying. It is no match for the sword in Mo Wentian's hand!"
"Is the divine sword in Mo Wentian's hand a peerless imperial weapon?"
"This is impossible. In the world of immortals, imperial weapons are all recorded. I have read countless ancient books, but I have never seen the divine sword in Mo Wentian's hand!"
"Mo Wentian's strength is really terrifying. Senior Brother Xiao Feng is no match for him!"
…
Seeing Xiao Feng's body flying backwards, countless disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm instantly exploded.
At this moment, their eyes were filled with shock.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, could be so strong.
At this moment, countless disciples in the Divine Heaven Realm changed their minds. In this battle, the final winner will be Mo Wentian. As for Xiao Feng, he is no match for Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian's strength is really terrifying!
"Mo Wentian, you..."
"You really don't hide your cultivation?"
"Is your cultivation level really only that of the early Emperor of Heaven?"
After listening to these comments, Xiao Feng came back to his senses and looked at Mo Wentian. Xiao Feng's eyes were full of disbelief.
Xiao Feng already knew very well in his heart that he was no match for Mo Wentian. Even if he had the Thunder Sword and the Thunder Sword Art in his hands, he would not be Mo Wentian's match.
At the same time, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
Mo Wentian's strength was so terrifying. He didn't believe that Mo Wentian's cultivation was really only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven.
In his opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation would only surpass him and reach the realm of Heavenly Saint.
Otherwise, how could Mo Wentian's strength be so terrifying!
You know, Xiao Feng used the Thunder Sword to kill a monster comparable to the realm of Heavenly Saint. How could this be possible if Mo Wentian in front of him only had the cultivation level of the early Heavenly Emperor
"That's right!"
"This emperor's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor!"
Mo Wentian took a step forward and walked towards Xiao Feng. Looking at Xiao Feng, Mo Wentian looked extremely indifferent.
Everyone doubted that his cultivation was not at the early stage of Heavenly Emperor. He also thought that his cultivation was not at the early stage of Heavenly Emperor. He also wanted his cultivation to break through to the realm of Heavenly Saint, but his cultivation was only that of Heavenly Emperor. The initial state.
It is not easy to improve Mo Wentian's cultivation level.
In the Qitian Mountains, the old man of Shenzhu and the old man of ancient books killed Si Xiang and took away the demon elixir of the demon emperor in the early stage of Tiansheng. Even after he refined it, it was not enough to improve his cultivation.
This made Mo Wentian even more confused.
A demon pill from the demon emperor in the early stage of Tiansheng, if replaced by an ordinary warrior, the cultivation level can be improved to a big realm, but after he refined it, it was not even a small realm, let alone a big realm.
How could this not make Mo Wentian confused
"I also want to improve my cultivation!"
"It's just that if I want to improve my cultivation, I need to consume a lot of power, and I also need an opportunity!"
As he muttered to himself, a complicated look flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes, and his expression became even more serious.
"Is there really only the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven?"
"Mo Wentian, is your cultivation really only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, even though Xiao Feng had already received a positive answer, Xiao Feng still felt a little reluctant to believe it.
He didn't want to believe that Mo Wenzhen was really just a warrior in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven.
But it was such a warrior in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven who defeated him, and he was defeated completely.
You know, the Thunder Sword Technique he just used, but with all his strength, he didn't even hurt Mo Wentian. This made the fighting spirit in his heart instantly annihilated.
He no longer wanted to fight Mo Wentian, he just wanted to clarify the doubts in his heart.
"This emperor's cultivation level is really only the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor!"
"I would like to improve my cultivation level!"
"Xiao Feng, do you have any good ideas for improving my cultivation? If so, my cultivation can be improved, and I will thank you very much!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Feng and said seriously.
He also wants to improve his cultivation. If his cultivation is improved, his strength will only increase even more.
"Mo Wentian, I..."
"I have nothing to help you improve your cultivation!"
Hearing this, Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"Mo Wentian's strength is really strong!"
"If I meet him, I won't be his enemy at all!"
At this moment, under the ring, Han Yuan looked at Mo Wentian on the ring, a glint flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.
"Miss Han Yuan, our boss has always been very strong!"
"You don't know our boss yet, but your friend, Miss Yu'er, does know our boss. If you want to know more about us, you can go back and ask Miss Yu'er!"
Listening to Han Yuan's words, a faint light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes and she said in a deep voice.
Their boss has always been very strong, and Xiao Jiao has become accustomed to receiving these shocking glances.
"Mo Wentian's cultivation is still in the early stage of Heavenly Emperor. If his cultivation reaches Heavenly Saint, I'm afraid his strength will be terrifying!"
"In the entire world of immortals, he must be respected. No one can be his opponent!"
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, Han Yuan's expression instantly became serious.
"Miss Han Yuan, when our boss stands at the top, the disciples in the immortal world will naturally respect him!"
Huantian's figure flashed and landed in front of Han Yuan.
Looking at Han Yuan, Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said in a deep voice.
"Xiaojiao, Huantian, you seem to be very confident that your boss can stand at the top of the entire immortal world?"
Seeing Huantian's confident look, Han Yuan blurted out almost subconsciously.
"We believe that the boss will definitely stand at the top of the immortal world!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at each other and said almost in unison.
At this moment, Xiaojiao and Huantian's eyes were full of determination. They had full confidence in Mo Wentian.
"Little Jiao, Huantian..."
Looking at the determined faces of Xiaojiao and Huantian, they seemed to be even more determined than themselves.
Opening her mouth, Han Yuan wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.