"A bunch of trash..."
In the void, Qing Zhu roared crazily.
Four elders at the peak of the Sword Emperor died, and they were still on the True Succession Peak of the Human Emperor Sword Sect.
This is simply...
What a great humiliation to the Human Emperor Sword Sect!
"This kid..."
"So strong!"
In the void, Duan Yong's eyes suddenly lit up.
The three people next to them looked in their eyes...
It also flashed!
"Duan Yong, this kid..."
"very nice!"
The head of the Xue family said with a glint of blood in his eyes.
"Gathering the fortunes of heaven and earth, maybe this time, he can seize the throne of God. This may be the hope of our four major divine kingdoms!"
The head of the Ji family's eyes soared with light.
"Hmph... I don't know if this kid will be alive today. The Holy Mountain is not something anyone can mess with. The bunch of losers in the Elder's House are just the beginning!"
The head of the Leng family had a cold glint in his eyes.
“Presbyterian House…”
"Just the beginning!"
The eyes of the four family heads also became solemn.
The head of the Leng family is right, the Elders' House is just the beginning.
The sacred mountain located above the Human Emperor Sword Gate is the most terrifying existence in the Sword God Continent.
"You don't want to go..."
"I'll do it myself!"
"Mo Wentian, let me see how strong you are!"
Qing Shu's eyes were full of murderous intent.
Then a light flashed in his hand, and a sword appeared in Qing Shu's hand.
The sword came out, and a sword light came out, killing instantly.
"Shang Yunzhou..."
"Qiankun Battle Formation!"
"Hoho..."
Roars came one after another, and eight puppets, led by Shang Yunzhou, quickly formed a large formation.
The formation is mysterious and boundless, with a terrifying fighting spirit...
Soaring into the sky.
"This is the Qiankun Battle Formation..."
"It's been ten thousand years, and the battle formation has appeared again!"
"The number one sword emperor in the Sword God Continent is so terrifying!"
…
Sounds of exclamation came one after another. As the battle formation appeared, the eight puppets, the aura on their bodies...
They have all reached the perfection of the Sword Emperor.
"Green bunch..."
"One day, I will destroy the sacred mountain!"
"kill!"
"White Tiger Sword Intent!"
"Roar… "
The roaring ancient divine beast White Tiger rushed directly towards the green beam in the void.
"Ancient soul-attacking sword!"
"Buzzing..."
A dark-colored sword trembled in Qingshu's hand, and the dark-colored sword...
Sword patterns rose up one after another.
A mysterious aura spread crazily.
"This is… "
"One of the nine swords, the soul-attacking sword!"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, the disciples of Shenshan were indeed talented and powerful.
There is a soul-attacking sword.
The green beam in front of me is enough to fight three against one!
But it's a pity...
"Go to Yunzhou!"
"kill!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with indifference.
An ordinary sword emperor would definitely be afraid of Qing Shu's sword...
But it's a pity.
Qingshu didn't know, so he went to Yunzhou.
It's just a puppet.
Puppet, there is no soul anywhere, this sword cuts it down, facing Yunzhou...
It has no effect!
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Eight figures, carrying a fierce aura.
Kill the green beam in the void.
"bump!"
A violent collision came, and in the void...
A figure flew out upside down!
"How can this be?"
Qing Shu's eyes were filled with disbelief.
The collision of swords.
Qing Shu felt as if his whole body was falling apart.
On the opposite side, eight people from Shangyunzhou.
But there was not even the slightest reaction!
"they are not… "
"Humanity!"
The fierce light in Qing Shu's eyes skyrocketed.
"I just found out now..."
"late!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
The next moment, with a wave of my hand...
The eight people in the void, fight out again!
"Tianhen Sword Intent..."
"Bump!"
A series of collision sounds came, and the next moment...
Qing Shu's body flew backwards again.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and Qing Shu's face instantly turned pale.
"today… "
"I, Mo Wentian, will kill you first. One day..."
"I will destroy the sacred mountain!"
With boundless coldness in his eyes, the Wentian Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand...
I saw Mo Wentian ducking out of the way and appearing next to Qing Zhu.
The Wentian Sword in his hand fell down like lightning!
"Mo Wentian, how dare you!"
Green beams, eyes full of shock and anger.
Qing Shu felt even more panicked.
He underestimated...
Mo Wentian is terrifying!
He originally thought that Mo Wentian would definitely die today, but he didn't expect...
He himself was in a state of disgrace!
In desperate situation.
"I am a disciple of Shenshan, no one..."
"You can kill me!"
"broken!"
In Qingshu's hand, there is a cyan rune...
Crushed to death!
"not good… "
Seeing the rune crushed in Qing Shu's hand, Duan Yong and others, who seemed to understand the purpose of the rune, all looked...
A sudden change.
"Mo Wentian, retreat quickly..."
"quick… "
…
A series of exclamations came.
"retreat?"
Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.
"Die!"
"No… "
Qing Shu's unwilling voice came, and the Wentian Sword fell...
Qing Shu was killed on the spot!
"Green bunch..."
"died!"
There was a sound of gasping for air.
Who is Qing Shu? He was a talented person from thousands of years ago, and he was...
Disciples of the Holy Mountain!
but now…
But he was killed by Mo Wentian with one sword!
"What about the disciples of the Holy Mountain..."
"I will kill you anyway!"
Mo Wentian's body was as powerful as a rainbow, and behind Mo Wentian...
Each and every one of the eight people from Shangyunzhou was filled with ferocious energy!
"very scary… "
Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with shock on their faces.
Even the disciples of the Sword Emperor's Perfect God Mountain fell into Mo Wentian's hands...
Who else is in this Human Emperor Sword Sect
You can stop Mo Wentian!
"Tianwen, retreat quickly!"
But at this moment, Duan Lei's impatient voice...
Sounded in the void.
"Kill my disciples from the Holy Mountain..."
"die!"
The word 'death' shocked the whole world.
Terrible power pours down from the sacred mountain.
I saw a man with one kick...
Falling towards Mo Wentian's head!
"This is… "
"False God!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Shang Yunzhou..."
"Block him!"
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and as this figure appeared...
Mo Wentian seemed to feel it.
The whole world is coming towards suppressing him.
"It's the envoy of the sacred mountain!"
"He is truly an angel!"
"Now Mo Wentian is finished. The powerful divine messenger is beyond the Sword Emperor!"
…
On the True Legend Peak, exclamations came one after another.
"Mo Wentian..."
"Mo Wentian..."
…
A pair of eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
At this moment, Lian Duan Yong...
Not even daring to move.
The divine envoy of the Holy Mountain is a powerful pseudo-god, such a terrifying powerful person...
One person is enough to destroy his Duan family!
Don't dare to provoke him!
"Want to kill me..."
"impossible!"
"Roar… "
Within Mo Wentian's body, the twin stars of Yin and Yang were spinning crazily.
Rolling power.
It vibrated on Mo Wentian's body.
But Mo Wentian’s body…
But he was imprisoned in place, unable to even move.
"Boss..."
Xiao Jiao's eyes were filled with astonishment.
too strong!
The powerful false god is more perfect than the Sword Emperor...
There are so many powerful ones!
"Do you want to..."
"Mo Shou takes action!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed crazily.
Mo Shou is Mo Wentian's strongest trump card now. Once Mo Shou takes action...
That is likely to cause the sacred mountain to have a stronger existence!
"Die!"
A cold voice came from the void...
That kick fell like lightning.