"This old bastard is really not that simple!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with an extremely cold light.
"Boss, let me help you!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's worried voice resounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"I am enough to kill this old bastard!"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
"Boss..."
Xiao Jiao opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but looking at Mo Wentian's determined look, she finally said nothing.
"Boy, what this elder said is right!"
"You have to pay the price for your arrogance!"
"Kill my Hai'er and Jie'er, today is your day of death!"
A cold voice sounded, and the figure of the fifth elder flashed and appeared not far away from Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.
"Is this really the day of my emperor's death?"
"Old bastard, I think it's your time to die!"
Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Mo Wentian's face.
But the next moment, looking at the fifth elder, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and his voice was full of coldness.
"Boy, you still want to kill me just because you use the longhorned halberd of my longhorned tribe? What a delusion!"
"The Longhorn War Halberd of my Longhorn Clan, only people with the Longhorn bloodline of my Longhorn Clan can exert its power. As for you, an ordinary cultivator!"
"The power exerted by the Longhorn Halberd in your hands cannot even be exerted by one-tenth of his power!"
As if he remembered something, the fifth elder didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action against Mo Wentian, but shouted coldly and sternly.
"I see!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and he said secretly in his heart.
When he used the Longhorn War Halberd, he clearly felt that the power it exerted was much worse than the power he exerted with the Sky-Eating Divine Sword.
It turns out that this long-horned halberd requires someone with the long-blooded blood of the long-horned beetle to exert its power.
"Old bastard, it's just a broken halberd!"
"A king-level artifact is nothing more than rubbish!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at the fifth elder, his eyes full of coldness and arrogance.
"What is this kid talking about? Is the king-level peak artifact rubbish?"
"Does this kid know what a peak king-level artifact is? In the entire Tianniu clan, there are only a dozen or so peak-level artifacts, but this kid actually says that a peak-level artifact is garbage?"
"When I looked at the boy, he was just bragging. You didn't see it last time. I thought he only had a broken sword!"
"That's right, I saw it. That broken sword is extremely ordinary. I don't think it's even the early king level!"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, countless warriors exploded in an instant.
Mo Wentian's cultivation was only at the early stage of Heavenly King. They didn't believe that with Mo Wentian's cultivation, he could possess any high-level artifacts.
A series of comments came, but Mo Wentian didn't show any anger at all. Instead, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.
"Boy, how dare you say that the peak king-level artifact is garbage?"
"Today, this elder wants to see what magical weapon you have!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, the fifth elder couldn't help but clench his hands tightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even more terrifying.
If looks could kill, these fifth elders might have killed Mo Wentian countless times with their looks.
"Old bastard, if you wish to die, I will grant your wish!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and pride.
"Here comes the sword!"
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique: Breaking the Boundary!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in his hand. The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword was vibrating in Mo Wentian's hand, as if he was about to go into battle at the next moment.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body suddenly surged at this moment.
A vast aura violently burst out from Mo Wentian's body.
That aura gives people a powerful sense of authority.
"Old bastard, in a few years I will let you see my divine weapon!"
Looking at the fifth elder, Mo Wentian had a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.
The next moment, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian struck out with his sword.
"Tear..."
As Mo Wentian struck out with his sword, a crack was instantly cut in the void by the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword.
The cracks gradually grew larger, and the next moment, terrifying and boundless void turbulence surged out from the void.
In front of the inn, some warriors with lower cultivation levels flew out directly.
"Pfft..."
Mouthfuls of blood spat out from their mouths, and their faces were so pale that there was no blood at all.
"Isn't this kid in the early stage of King Caitian? Why is he so strong!"
"This sword energy is really terrifying!"
"The terrifying sword energy just now was really displayed by this boy in the early stage of Heavenly King?"
"Is this impossible? I think it must not be this boy's power, but the power of that sword!"
…
Exclamations came one after another, and countless warriors in front of Qingming Inn couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"This boy, why is the sword spirit so strong!"
Looking at Void's terrifying boundary-breaking sword, a hint of surprise and doubt arose in the hearts of the five elders of the Tianniu Tribe.
His eyes were full of shock.
At this moment, an intuition arose in his heart, which told him that this sword was extremely terrifying.
But he did not believe that a warrior in the early stage of the Little Heavenly King could kill him, a strong man who had reached the perfection of the Heavenly King.
"die!"
A cold voice sounded in the void, and the cold light in Mo Wentian's eyes surged, and then he slashed towards the fifth elder with a sword.
"What a domineering sword spirit!"
There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the fifth elder. At this moment, he seemed to feel that the god of death was approaching him.
That terrifying sword seemed to really kill him!
"Tianniu Shield!"
Without even thinking about it, the fifth elder shouted coldly, and a shield appeared in his hand.
The shield was in his hand, but it was no bigger than the palm of his hand.
But in the next moment, as the fifth elder played seals one after another, the shield rapidly swelled in his hands.
In just a few breaths, the shield swelled to dozens of feet in size.
I saw an ancient beetle on the bull shield, standing proudly in the void, extremely arrogant.
"Tianniu Shield! King-level peak artifact, Tianniu Shield!"
"It is said that even a strong man in the realm of the Emperor cannot break this Heavenly Bull Shield!"
"The fifth elder is a powerful man who has perfected the Heavenly King. Now he still has this Heavenly Bull Shield in his hand. I think this kid is dead today!"
"Even if he dies, this kid deserves to die!"
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Seeing the beetle shield appearing, the eyes of countless warriors instantly lit up.