"Fire Scimitar?"
"I'm here to play with you too!"
"Time Roulette: Close!"
"The Sky-Eating Divine Sword: Come out!"
Mo Wentian looked at the killing Ancestor Huo, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly.
The next moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in his hand, and Mo Wentian's power surged instantly, and his fighting spirit surged out.
The awe-inspiring aura instantly broke through the realm of the Heavenly King and reached the middle stage of the Heavenly King.
"Isn't this kid in the perfect realm of the Heavenly King? Why can he exert the power of the Heavenly King?"
"This kid can kill the Demon King Lu Yan, how can it be easy!"
"The aura on him is still growing!"
"So what if he is strong? Can he defeat Ancestor Huo even if he is in the perfect state of the Heavenly Lord?"
…
One after another, figures looked into the void with different expressions in their eyes.
"The Heavenly Lord is perfect, he's just an ant!"
Not far away, Ancestor Bing also looked at Mo Wentian with a sneer on his face.
In the eyes of Ancestor Fire and Ancestor Bing, Mo Wentian's cultivation level is the lowest among those from the Jiuyou Clan.
If Duan Fan, Xiao Jinghen, or Fan Zeng were to take action, they could still block a few of Ancestor Huo's moves. As for Mo Wentian, although he could block one of Ancestor Huo's moves, the power that Patriarch Huo used just now , but only 12 out of 10.
If Patriarch Huo takes action with all his strength, Mo Wentian will definitely die.
"boom… "
There was a violent collision, and the flaming sword energy and the vast sword energy collided together, arousing the light and shadow of the sword.
Mo Wentian's body flew out directly.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Although Patriarch Huo on the opposite side did not fly backwards, his body also retreated dozens of feet.
"This kid actually blocked it again!"
"Isn't he the perfect state of Caitianjun? Why is he blocking it again!"
"Although Patriarch Huo didn't use his full strength in actual combat just now, the power of the flaming scimitar that he slashed was beyond the middle stage of the Heavenly King!"
"If the Lord of Heaven blocks the King of Heaven, how can he still be a human being? This is simply a monster!"
…
Seeing Mo Wentian blocking again, the figures' eyes were full of shock.
"Boy, it seems you are really capable!"
"But today in front of me, Patriarch Huo, you will definitely die!"
At this moment, Patriarch Huo took a step forward and looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of coldness and arrogance.
"Death is certain?"
"Old bastard, you still want to kill me with your strength?"
"Stop holding it in, I'll kill you easily after you hold it in and get hurt internally. It's not fun!"
Mo Wentian stood up, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Patriarch Huo, and said coldly.
"Endure it? Hold back the internal injuries? Could it be that Ancestor Fire was also injured?"
"Ancestor Huo is a late-stage Heavenly King who is only one step away from reaching the peak of the Heavenly King. With Mo Wentian's perfect cultivation as a Heavenly King, how could he possibly hurt Ancestor Huo!"
"I saw that what the boy said was nonsense. He said it on purpose!"
"That's right, even if Lord Demon King is in front of Ancestor Huo, it is impossible to hurt Ancestor Huo. This kid Mo Wentian is simply impossible!"
…
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the crowd instantly exploded.
"Boy, you..."
"You are so arrogant, I will kill you!"
The murderous intent in Patriarch Huo's eyes instantly surged, and the anger in his heart burned even more.
Mo Wentian was right, he was indeed hurt.
He wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, but when he heard the voice of the demon disciple who was full of confidence in him, he swallowed the blood forcefully out of shame.
"kill me?"
"Do you think you have this ability?"
An extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, standing proudly in the void, and his voice was even more cold and arrogant.
"Fire Scimitar!"
"Come again!"
Hearing this, Patriarch Huo's eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent.
With a cold shout, he saw the flaming scimitar trembling in his hand. In the next moment, two scimitars shot towards Mo Wentian, killing him.
"If you still want to come, I will accompany you!"
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Four Elephants Devour the Sky!"
Looking at the killing Ancestor Huo, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand again.
On top of the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword, the billowing sword energy vibrated endlessly.
"Hoho..."
The next moment, the roars of four divine beasts were heard in the void, and then the four swords were shot directly.
The four swords instantly transformed into the four divine beasts in the void. The four divine beasts stood proudly in the void and roared at Patriarch Fire.
"Are these the four great beasts?"
"What a powerful force. With these four beasts out, Mo Wentian's power has already reached the late stage of the King of Heaven!"
"This kid is too scary!"
"What about the later stage of the Heavenly King? In front of Ancestor Fire, he will definitely die today!"
…
Countless warriors looked at the four great beasts that had transformed into the void, with incomparable astonishment in their eyes.
"The Heavenly Lord is perfect, and he has shown the power of the late Heavenly King. Senior Brother Huo wants to kill him, but it seems that he will have to go through a lot of troubles!"
Ancestor Bing, who was not far away, looked into the void and said in a low voice.
The light in his eyes skyrocketed, and Mo Wentian's terror was obviously beyond his expectation.
"Four images in one!"
"The Four Elephant Beasts come out!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian shouted coldly, and saw the four transformed divine beasts colliding into each other in the void.
"Rumble..."
Just when the four divine beasts collided together, the whole world trembled instantly.
The next moment, a four-elephant beast thousands of feet tall appeared in the void.
An ancient and boundless aura spread crazily from the four elephant beasts.
"Four Elephant Beasts?"
"This kid is indeed extraordinary, but if he meets my ancestor, he will still die!"
Looking at the four-elephant beasts rushing toward him, Patriarch Huo had a terrifying and boundless killing intent in his eyes.
I saw Patriarch Huo quickly hitting the flaming scimitar and hitting seals one after another.
As the seals were played one after another, the flaming scimitar suddenly grew in size. In just a few breaths, the flaming scimitar had already swelled to a hundred feet in size.
On the flaming scimitar, layers of flames spread crazily, and the flames seemed to be able to burn everything.
"die!"
A cold voice sounded, and the flaming scimitar in Patriarch Huo's hand fell directly towards Mo Wentian.
"The power of Ancestor Fire is so strong, I'm afraid it has already surpassed the late stage of the Heavenly King!"
"It seems that Mo Wentian is in trouble. You will have to pay the price for your arrogance!"
"The show is about to end!"
"The gap between Tianjun Consummation and Tianwang later stage is still too big!"
…
Looking at the void, the figures shook their heads, and a look of disappointment appeared on their faces.