"Brother Mo..."
The tears in Hu Mei's eyes could no longer be held back, and they fell down like broken beads!
On the other side, Hu Yan’s eyes...
It’s also blurry!
That face, at this moment, was forever imprinted in her mind.
"It's Mo Wentian..."
"Mo Wentian is here to kill..."
"Catch him quickly..."
…
A series of exclamations sounded on the sacred mountain.
On top of the sacred mountain, countless vast auras appeared quickly.
"Mo Wentian, do you still dare to come?"
A beautiful shadow appeared on the top of the sacred mountain.
This figure is none other than Qing Jiuxin!
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Jiuxin's eyes flickered with coldness.
After not seeing him for a while, Mo Wentian in front of him became stronger again.
In Mo Wentian, she seemed to feel...
A breath of death is spreading!
"Why should I..."
"Don't dare to come!"
Mo Wentian's voice was slightly hoarse.
In the arms, although the two figures looked peaceful, their bloody legs...
But the anger in Mo Wentian's heart was skyrocketing crazily!
"If I don't show up again..."
"Isn't that..."
Mo Wentian's heart felt extremely cold.
If he shows up later, it is very likely that Hu Mei and Hu Yan...
They all fell on this sacred mountain!
"Mo Wentian, it turns out that you are Mo Wentian, a first-level pseudo-god, and you dare to break into my sacred mountain..."
"Come here, take this person down!"
On the top of the sacred mountain, Li Xuan's eyes were full of cold pride.
Especially when seeing the happy smiles of Hu Yan and Hu Mei.
Li Xuan only felt a terrible anger rising.
He is the Holy Son of the Holy Mountain, and he is an unparalleled genius.
He can't get any kind of woman, but only these two people in front of him...
"Two stinky bitches, wait until I kill Mo Wentian, you two..."
"Why don't you just let me play with you!"
Li Xuan's eyes were extremely cold.
On the sacred mountain, countless figures quickly surrounded Mo Wentian.
"Mo Wentian, this time you..."
"Death is certain!"
A sinister voice came, and the person who appeared was the eldest elder of the Hu family.
I saw this man looking at Mo Wentian with extremely cold eyes.
"Death is inevitable..."
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, then seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked with a smile.
"Old guy, I don't know..."
"I wonder if the surprise last time was enough?"
"Surprise from last time!"
The killing intent surged in the old man's eyes.
Last time, Mo Wentian entered Hu's house alone, killed Hu Jin, and walked away!
This is the biggest humiliation for his Hu family!
"Mo Wentian, I will tear you apart, burn your soul with soul fire for thousands of years, and I will make you..."
"Life is worse than death!"
The great elder's voice was extremely cold.
This time, he would never let Mo Wentian go. He couldn't wait to...
Eat Mo Wentian alive!
"Death is certain?"
Mo Wentian's eyes also turned cold.
The current scene in the Hu family was caused by this old guy...
If it weren't for this old guy, how could Hu Yan and Hu Mei have ended up like this!
"Boss, let me tear this old bastard alive!"
The little dragon emerged from Mo Wentian's arms.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Xiao Jiao's voice was extremely cold.
"Let you go?"
Mo Wentian's eyes were cold, and then he said calmly.
"Take Yan'er and Mei'er away and leave it to me this time!"
"here you are… "
Xiaojiao paused for a moment, then said quickly.
"Boss, be careful!"
"I know!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep.
This is the sacred mountain, and Mo Wentian is not afraid of any powerful person who pretends to be a god.
But facing the Sword God, it would definitely...
Extremely dangerous!
"Roar… "
The little dragon roared angrily, and the next moment, it transformed into a body of thousands of feet, and rushed down the sacred mountain with Hu Mei and Hu Yan.
"Want to leave..."
"no way!"
Cold shouts came one after another, and the next moment, countless figures were killing the little dragon, but they had not yet gotten close to the little dragon...
He was immediately whipped out by the little dragon!
"Bump bump bump..."
Violent collision sounds were heard, and the demonic energy was billowing on the sacred mountain. These low-level pseudo-god experts...
How can we stop the little dragon in the realm of seventh-level false gods
When he was a third-level false god, Xiaojiao's combat power was already comparable to that of a sixth- or seventh-level false god, and now he has reached the seventh-level false god level.
Xiaojiao's combat power is comparable to the peak of the false gods.
"Damn it, I let him escape..."
"Catch Mo Wentian, quickly!"
On the sacred mountain, Li Xuan's angry voice came.
Today was his happy day, if Hu Yan and Hu Mei were taken away by Mo Wentian.
Then he Li Xuan has become a joke!
This was something he couldn't bear.
"Mo Wentian, suffer death!"
"Mo Wentian, let's capture him without mercy!"
…
Cold shouts came one after another, and in an instant, more than a dozen figures surrounded Mo Wentian. These dozen figures...
Those with the worst cultivation have reached the seventh level of false gods.
The strongest ones have reached the peak of false gods.
"More than a dozen people..."
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he seemed to remember something, and Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly fell on the peak of the sacred mountain.
There, a figure stood there quietly.
"Li Tian..."
The killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was undisguised.
"Boy, suffer death!"
"Qiyun Sword World!"
"Buzzing..."
The Great Elder took action, and the next moment, countless sword energies came towards Mo Wentian. The terrifying sword energy...
It seemed as if Mo Wentian was to be torn into pieces in the void.
"The Heaven-Eating Sword River..."
"Sword bites the sky!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with indifference.
The sword came out, and the next moment, a power that reversed the world rose from Mo Wentian.
"My sword can devour the sky and destroy the earth!"
"cut!"
"Boom..."
The void was directly torn into pieces, and the terrifying void turbulence surged out, all over the entire sacred mountain...
Countless sword energies vibrate!
Outside the imperial city.
"Disciples of Sword King Pavilion, setting up the battle formation of Qiankun..."
"kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill..."
…
Cries of killing echoed in the void.
In the void, a thousand disciples from the Sword King Pavilion formed a sword dragon...
Kill towards the imperial city.
"Emperor..."
"coming!"
At the Human Emperor Sword Gate, on the True Legend Peak, Mo Lei stood on the top of the peak, watching the terrifying battle on the sacred mountain!
Those terrifying auras were beyond his imagination!
"too strong… "
Mo Lei's eyes were filled with shock.
"Quickly stop them, they are disciples of Sword King Pavilion..."
"Go and notify Shenshan!"
"Go and notify Shenshan!"
…
The imperial city was in complete chaos, with figures one after another looking into the void with shocked faces.
Step forward to the universe battle formation set up by the Sword Emperor, how terrifying it is!
I am afraid that even the peak false gods would not dare to face this terrifying battle formation.
"kill!"
"Boom..."
In the center of the imperial city, the large formation on the Human Emperor Sword Gate was directly destroyed.
One after another, figures rushed into the Human Emperor Sword Gate.
At the same time, on top of the sacred mountain!
Two terrifying forces also collided together.