"This is the Flame Thunder Sword. The great elder of the demon clan actually has an early king-level artifact!"
"His strength has already reached the late Tianjun stage, and with this Flame Thunder Sword, can the Ancestor still be able to block it?"
"Brother Wentian..."
"Boss..."
…
Thousands of feet away from the Celestial City, the figures looked into the void, their eyes full of worry.
Although Mo Wentian ordered them to leave, the divine swords in their hands were clenched tightly at this moment, as if they were ready to take action at any time.
"Fire and Thunder Sword?"
"Well, it's still a bit worse!"
Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, with a hint of unconcealable disgust in his eyes.
With the attribute of fire and thunder, coupled with the attack power of the sword, the Deng Tian in front of him was a bit more terrifying than before.
"A little worse?"
"Boy, then I will let you know how powerful my Flame Thunder Sword is!"
A cold sword light burst out from Deng Tian's eyes.
The next moment, Deng Tian took a step forward, and an extremely terrifying sword energy rose into the sky from his body.
"Rumble..."
The whole world suddenly trembled.
In the endless void, Deng Tian stood proudly.
That figure was like a supreme divine sword, sharp and sharp, and looked extremely terrifying from a distance.
"Old bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"I don't know if your Flame Thunder Sword is powerful or not, but I know you are going to die here today!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded, and the killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was terrifying.
"Here comes the sword!"
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Jian Po Tian!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian took a step forward and took the lead.
The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword trembled in Mo Wentian's hand, and terrifying sword energy shot out indiscriminately, heading towards Deng Tian to kill him.
"Buzzing..."
The void suddenly shattered directly, and endless void turbulence surged out.
"It's this rubbish's sword again. Just because of that, you want to kill me?"
"How ridiculous!"
Seeing the sword energy coming from the void to kill, Deng Tian's eyes were full of disdain.
Although the power of Mo Wentian's sword was comparable to that of Tianjun in the middle stage, in Deng Tian's view, it was just an insignificant sword.
"ridiculous?"
"Old dog, you're going to cry!"
Looking at Deng Tian's contemptuous eyes, the corner of his mouth raised a strange arc, and his voice was even colder.
Although this old man's cultivation has reached the late stage of Tianjun, he still has king-level artifacts to help him.
This sword was insignificant to him, but what if there were dozens or hundreds of swords
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"Fire and Thunder Sword Technique!"
"kill!"
In Deng Tian's eyes, murderous intent suddenly surged.
Then he greeted Mo Wentian with a sword.
As Deng Tian took action, thunder clouds rolled in the void. The next moment, terrifying thunder exploded, and the whole world was filled with flames and thunder sword energy.
That terrifying sword energy, with its rolling destructive power, was extremely terrifying.
"die!"
A cold voice sounded, and Deng Tian's sword fell directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Boom..."
The void shattered, and a hundred feet of terrifying sword light burst out from the terrifying Flame Thunder Sword.
"Purple Emperor's body!"
"Qiang Qiang..."
A violent collision occurred, and Mo Wentian's body retreated step by step.
The sword energy on Mo Wentian's body dissipated out of thin air, and the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword also disappeared from his hand at some point.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth.
The terrifying flame and thunder sword energy surged crazily into Mo Wentian's body, crazily destroying Mo Wentian's body.
If Mo Wentian's Purple Emperor body wasn't so terrifying, then the sword of Deng Tian, the great elder of the demon clan, would have been enough to make Mo Wentian lose his fighting ability.
"This kid can actually block my Flame Thunder Sword?"
"This physique is probably a bit stronger than the strong men in the late Tianjun period!"
"What a pity, boy, if you meet me today, you must die!"
The killing intent in Deng Tian's eyes was terrifying and boundless.
He was once again blocked by Mo Wentian in front of him.
"Fire and Thunder Sword Technique!"
"A fatal blow!"
The great elder Deng Tian gave a cold shout and saw him perform a sword technique.
The next moment, countless flames and thunder sword energy came out crazily and wantonly from Deng Tian's body.
"The late stage of Tianjun..."
"It's still too strong!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with cold light.
The Purple Emperor's body has reached perfection and he has devoured the peak monarch-level artifact and the heavenly stone elixir. Mo Wentian thought that if he fought the old man again, not to mention killing him with one sword, he would at least be injured.
But now it seems that his strength is still too weak!
"I want to compete with Tianjun in the later stage!"
"My cultivation level must be promoted to Heavenly Lord!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.
But looking at the terrifying killing sword in front of him, Mo Wentian had no choice.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Break the world with one sword!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian took action with his sword.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura suddenly surged, and a sharp and boundless aura spread from Mo Wentian's body.
"Boy, you can actually display a power comparable to that of the late Tianjun?"
There was an obvious look in Deng Tian's eyes.
"So what if you can display the late-stage power of Tianjun?"
"With the Flame Thunder Sword in hand, my current power is comparable to that of Tianjun at his peak. Boy, if you want to kill me, you are still far away!"
The next moment, as if he remembered something, Deng Tian's expression changed instantly and he sneered.
"Old dog, go to hell!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness, and his voice was cold and arrogant.
"Boy, I don't believe you can still stop me!"
The killing intent surged in Deng Tian's eyes.
The eyes looking at Mo Wentian seemed to want to eat Mo Wentian alive.
"A fatal blow!"
"kill!"
"Buzzing..."
The sword energy in the void swept towards Mo Wentian crazily. At this moment, an extremely terrifying separation and hatred was torn open in the void outside the Tiancheng.
The endless flame and thunder sword energy seemed to tear Mo Wentian into pieces.
"not good!"
"not good!"
"The power of this sword is already comparable to the peak of Tianjun!"
"Can the Emperor still stop it?"
…
Thousands of feet away, the expressions of Chi Xiao and others suddenly changed.
"boom… "
A violent collision occurred again.
In the void, Mo Wentian's figure was seen flying backwards again.
"Pfft..."
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
"Emperor!"
"Brother Wentian..."
"Ancestor..."
…
One after another figures looked into the void, their eyes full of shock.
"Die, kid. When you die, this elder will treat your disciples of the Jiuyou Clan well!"
A cold voice came, and the terrifying sword in the void came towards Mo Wentian again.
"uh-huh… "
The sword energy was unleashed one after another, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth again.
He clearly felt that this terrifying sword energy was invading his body wantonly.
The body of the Purple Emperor began to tremble violently at this moment.