"What did you do to my sweetheart?"
Seeing Mo Wentian's extremely disgusted look, a bad premonition arose in the heart of the Great Elder Deng Tian, and he said fiercely.
"Old guy, don't worry, I'm not interested in women who look disgusting!"
A wanton evil smile appeared at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, and his voice was full of disgust.
"You're not interested?"
"Then where is my Jiao'er? Hurry up and hand over my Jiao'er!"
In Deng Tian's eyes, murderous intent surged crazily, as if he was about to take action at the next moment.
"Just because I'm not interested doesn't mean that I will let her go!"
"Now that the Jiuyou Clan is here, there is no reason to go back!"
Mo Wentian looked at Deng Tian in front of him, a cold light rising in his eyes, and his voice was even more cold and proud.
"There's no reason to go back?"
Suddenly, Deng Tian's eyes were full of surprise.
"Boy, what did you do to my sweetheart?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and said with a cold expression on his face.
"Of course, kill him!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, his eyes filled with coldness and arrogance.
"killed?"
"Boy, you actually killed my elder's daughter!"
"This elder wants you to pay with your life! Pay with your life!"
"Demon Knife!"
"cut!"
In the void, the old man's face was filled with anger.
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the old man couldn't bear it anymore and shot directly at Mo Wentian.
"Buzzing..."
The void trembled, and a peerless sword intent rose in the void.
Along with it, there was a terrifying demonic aura.
"No, it's the Demon Sword God Realm!"
"Rewind..."
…
Behind Mo Wentian, the expressions of Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng changed drastically.
In the void, I saw cracks appearing in the trembling void, as if it had been torn apart by something, and it looked extremely terrifying!
"The Demon Sword God Realm in the late Tianjun period?"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"die!"
The old man's eyes were terrifyingly cold.
Those countless moral principles seemed to come from the endless demon realm, and the demon patterns on it burned with green flames.
From a distance, it looks weird.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, the demon knife disappeared in the void.
At the same time, Mo Wentian felt a dangerous aura coming from him.
"Boss, be careful!"
"Hoho..."
"Qiang Qiang..."
A crisp collision sound was heard, and in the void, the little dragon transformed into a peerless dragon, blocking Mo Wentian's chest.
The next moment, Xiaojiao's body flew out directly.
"Pfft..."
There was blood in Xiaojiao's mouth.
In the void, the demon knife flashed away.
"Master Xiaojiao is injured!"
"Tianjun Late Stage!"
"So strong!"
…
Thousands of feet away from Tiancheng, the eyes of Chi Xiao and others were filled with shock and worry.
The demon sword was unpredictable, and even the small dragon in the early stage of Tianjun was slashed away by the sword, and was seriously injured.
Who else among the Nine Nether Clan can stop Deng Tian, the Great Elder of the Demon Clan
"Little Jiao, step back!"
Mo Wentian looked at the injured little dragon in front of him, his eyes flashing with coldness.
"Okay, boss!"
"I will go to Wentian Pavilion to practice first, and when I recover, I will come out to help you!"
Mo Wentian's voice rang in his mind, and Xiaojiao quickly transmitted the message.
Then the figure flashed and disappeared directly.
"Owner!"
"Ancestor!"
Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng behind them looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of worry in their eyes.
Can Mo Wentian really block Deng Tian, the great elder of the demon clan in front of him
"Kill me the genius of the demon race, kill my Jiao'er, kill my saintess of the demon race!"
"die!"
In the void, the cold voice sounded again.
The old man waved his hand and the demon knife disappeared again.
"not good!"
"Purple Emperor's body!"
"Get out of my way!"
"Boom..."
Seeing the demon sword in the void disappear again, Mo Wentian instantly formed a sword formula.
The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword fell directly into Mo Wentian's hands, and the billowing sword energy surged out. The power of the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword also surged at this moment.
At the same time, a layer of deep purple light also rose from Mo Wentian's body.
The Purple Emperor Body was displayed by Mo Wentian.
"boom… "
There was a violent collision, and Mo Wentian felt as if his body had hit a huge sacred mountain.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's body flew out directly.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth.
The deep purple light on his body dimmed at this moment.
The power of the Purple Emperor's body and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword are directly related to Mo Wentian's cultivation.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level is really too poor. How can he stop the powerful people in the later stage of Tianjun when he is in the Great Heavenly Position
Under Deng Tian's demon sword, Mo Wentian would have been pretty good if he survived!
"The late stage of Tianjun..."
Mo Wentian stood up from the ground, his eyes flashing coldly.
"The ant with the perfect Heavenly Position actually blocked this elder's blow?"
Seeing Mo Wentian stand up, Deng Tian's eyes were filled with obvious surprise.
The perfect position of the Great Heaven blocks the later stage of the Heavenly Lord. How terrifying is this!
You must know that if the Great Heavenly Position is perfected in front of the Tianjun in the early stage, he can be crushed to death easily, let alone in front of the powerful person in the later stage of Tianjun.
"Old guy, I'm just here at this time. I originally wanted to send you and my daughter away together!"
"But you came too slowly!"
Looking at Deng Tian, Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.
"Coming too late?"
Deng Tian's face was stunned.
Thousands of feet away from Tiancheng, the six disciples of the Jiuyou Clan also had expressions of confusion on their faces.
Came too late
Is Mo Wentian waiting for the people from the demon clan to arrive
"Great Elder, kill him!"
"Kill him to avenge the eldest lady!"
"Kill this boy!"
…
Behind Deng Tian, a group of demon clan disciples were shouting crazily.
Listening to the voices clamoring to kill Mo Wentian, thousands of feet away.
"Boss, kill this old dog!"
"Emperor, kill him, kill everyone in their demon clan!"
"That's right, ancestor, they want to exterminate our Jiuyou clan, then we will kill all these people!"
…
Chi Xiao and others looked at the void, not wanting to be outdone.
"Arrogant boy, do you think I came too slowly and let you live too long?"
In the void, Deng Tian looked at Mo Wentian and said with a sinister face.
"Live too long?"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.
"I think you live too long!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Jian Po Tian!"
With a cold shout, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword trembled crazily in Mo Wentian's hand. At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
In just a moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body was already comparable to that of Tianjun in his early stage.