"kill me… "
Qing Jiuxin's expression froze slightly, and Mo Wentian...
She seemed to feel that coldness!
It's like being in desperate situation.
"you want… "
"kill me!"
Qing Jiuxin's delicate body trembled slightly...
Mo Wentian's eyes were so cold!
"Galaxy Sword World!"
"Suppression!"
"Boom..."
A cold shout came, and the next moment, Xinghe Sword Realm, Chao Qing Jiuxin once again suppressed it.
That galaxy seems to be carrying a huge force, a terrifying power...
It’s scary!
"Mo Wentian, how dare you..."
"bump!"
The sword domain suppressed Qing Jiuxin's body.
Qing Jiuxin was seriously injured!
How can it be blocked
"Mo Shou..."
"Take action!"
"Roar… "
A roar came out, and the twenty-seven soul coffins in the void began to tremble again.
The next moment, they unite to form a mysterious formation!
Qing Jiuxin crashed into the void!
"bump!"
In the void, countless cracks spread.
That supreme sacred mountain!
They all started to tremble...
"Pfft..."
The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Qing Jiuxin's mouth, Qing Jiuxin's pretty face...
Instantly pale without any trace of blood!
"Mo Wentian, if you dare to seriously hurt me under the sacred mountain, you are not afraid..."
"The strong man from the sacred mountain will destroy you!"
Qing Jiuxin's eyes were filled with shock and anger.
In the imperial city, pairs of eyes...
It fell on Mo Wentian!
That figure was so cold and arrogant that even the aloof Holy Mountain Saint...
Now he is stepping on him!
"Destroy me?"
"Little Jiao..."
"Take action!"
"Roar… "
With a roar, the little dragon's body flashed...
Directly to Qing Jiuxin!
Hit it!
"Pfft..."
There is blood in the mouth, Qing Jiuxin...
He was knocked out again!
"So strong..."
A series of exclamations came from the disciples of Shenshan...
Everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment.
"Am I a handful of loess?"
"Qing Jiuxin, today I, Mo Wentian, will trample you under my feet!"
"boom!"
One foot fell, and the figure in the void...
Like an imposing ancient sacred mountain!
Go directly to Qing Jiuxin and suppress it...
"No… "
Qing Jiuxin roared angrily...
With hatred in his eyes, Mo Wentian was so arrogant that he trampled her under his feet.
If you really get stepped on!
From now on, she, Qing Jiuxin, will never...
Can't stand up!
"Ice Sword Evil..."
"Endless magic ice!"
"Buzzing..."
Qing Jiuxin's eyes turned blood-colored at this moment.
There was so much hatred in her eyes...
"Such a state of mind..."
"You also want to kill me Mo Wentian!"
Mo Wentian's eyes held a hint of contempt, so what if he was a genius
What about the Saint of the Holy Mountain
They were just ants at Mo Wentian's feet!
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Qing Jiuxin's eyes were extremely crazy, with the power of rolling ice and monstrous magic power.
At this moment, Qing Jiuxin actually fell into the devil's way!
"Mo Shou..."
"Qiankun Killing Formation!"
"yes!"
"Buzz buzz..."
In the void, twenty-seven soul coffins quickly formed a killing array.
Rolling murderous intent vibrated in the void.
"No, the saint is in danger!"
"The saint has fallen into the devil's path!"
"Could it be that our sacred mountain really cannot resist Mo Wentian..."
…
Exclamations came one after another throughout the imperial city.
There was a great uproar!
"Qiankun Killing Formation!"
"Sleepy!"
"Buzzing..."
The twenty-seven soul coffins exude a holy aura.
At this moment, Qing Jiuxin, on the other hand, looked like a demon, with a face full of hatred!
His eyes were even brighter red.
"Mo Wentian, I'm going to kill you..."
"Kill you!"
Qing Jiuxin's eyes were full of killing intent.
"Heaven and earth, sleepy!"
"Buzzing..."
Mo Wentian made countless seals, and in the void...
Waves of terrifying power spread.
"let me out… "
"let me out!"
Crazy roars came one after another, and twenty-seven soul coffins formed a trap formation in the void.
Qing Jiuxin was directly trapped in it.
"It's now… "
"Little Jiao, let's take action together!"
"Roar… "
The little dragon roared angrily, and the two horns on its head...
At this moment, a bright light actually emitted.
"Dragon Emperor roars!"
"Ouch..."
A dragon's roar rippled from the void. This dragon's roar...
It seems to come from ancient times.
Everyone seemed to see a giant dragon standing proudly in the sky.
I saw a fierce aura billowing from his body, and the supreme dragon power...
Shock the whole world!
"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique..."
"Sword destroys!"
"Buzzing..."
Mo Wentian's figure disappeared strangely, and the next moment...
Appeared in the Qiankun Killing Formation.
"This is the power of the Dragon King..."
"No!"
Qing Jiuxin was in the air, her eyes filled with panic.
The next moment, a sword light fell towards her.
This sword light directly shattered the void. If it fell on her, then she...
Certain death!
"Qing Jiuxin..."
"you lose!"
"Buzzing..."
The cold Wentian Sword landed on Qing Jiuxin's neck.
Opposite, Qing Jiuxin!
His eyes were full of loss, that delicate face...
With a touch of disbelief.
The seventh false god, she was defeated by...
In the hands of Mo Wentian, who is at the eighth level of the Heaven Realm!
From today on, she will never walk down the sacred mountain without any shame.
The saint of the sacred mountain.
It's just a joke!
"The Saint lost!"
"Oh my god, the saint has lost..."
"Who else on my sacred mountain can stop him!"
…
Exclamations came one after another, and the eyes of the disciples of Shenshan were full of frustration.
At this moment, there seemed to be something in their hearts...
It shattered directly!
That is their belief...
"The sacred mountain can also be defeated!"
In the imperial city, disciples of the Duan family, disciples of the Xue family...
Every look in his eyes lit up!
The supreme sacred mountain also has...
When defeated!
"Mo Wentian, you..."
"Just kill me!"
Looking at Mo Wentian with both eyes, Qing Jiuxin's eyes were filled with deathly gray.
Her swordsmanship was trampled to pieces by Mo Wentian, and her pride was in Mo Wentian's eyes...
That's a joke!
"kill you?"
There was a bit of contempt in Mo Wentian's eyes!
Then seal the secrets one by one!
It penetrated Qing Jiuxin's body, and the next moment...
The aura of Qing Jiuxin!
Rapid decline.
"People from the Holy Mountain, listen..."
"If you want your saint, then use my Mo family's disciples in exchange, nine Mo family disciples..."
"I hope not one is missing!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded in the void.
Mo Wentian's sword was extremely cold.
Under the sword, Qing Jiuxin's lifeless eyes showed a wave of fluctuation.
Mo Wentian didn't kill her because he wanted to use her...
Exchange disciples from the Mo family!
"Wow..."
In the imperial city, above the Human Emperor Sword Gate, there was a commotion...
"The saint has been caught!"
"A disciple of the Mo family, he wants to exchange a disciple of the Mo family for the saint!"
"Go and inform the Lord God quickly!"
…
A series of discussions sounded, and at this moment...
The disciples of Shenshan were completely panicked!