Chapter 1463 The Plan of You Zhan

Although You Zhan was full of confidence, but for no reason, these Youlong disciples had a bad premonition in their hearts.

This battle, You Zhan will not win, and their Youlong Clan, You Zhan will not be able to win.

"Master Patriarch, we believe in you!"

"Master Patriarch, we all listen to you. Let's leave the Xuanshen Temple and the Youlong Clan first. We will come back when you take down our Youlong Clan, Patriarch!"

"That's right, Lord Patriarch, we believe that you will be able to kill that kid Mo Wentian!"

"Master Patriarch, take care!"

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As the figures said, they turned around and ran in the direction of Zhongyu.

The speed and expression of leaving was exactly the same as that of You Zhan just now, they didn't seem to simply leave, but more like they were running for their lives.

They seemed to be afraid that You Zhan would change their minds and let them stay.

In just a moment, countless figures had disappeared.

In the same place, only You Zhan was left.

"These people are not people who sincerely support the patriarch!"

"A group of people who are afraid of death cannot become a climate!"

Looking at the direction in which the disciples of the Youlong clan left, You Zhan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his face was full of disappointment.

And the next moment, a salty-sweet taste surged up again.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth again.

"Mo Wentian, I will definitely kill you!"

"You wait for me, what you owe me today, I must get it back!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, You Zhan's eyes were full of terrifying killing intent.

What he endured today was all attributed to Mo Wentian!

"By the way, old beast owner!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a bright light.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, the figure flashed and disappeared into the void.

And as You Zhan left, in front of the secret room of the Youlong Clan.

Mo Wentian took a step forward and headed directly towards the secret room.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiao and the others hurriedly followed.

"Emperor, wait a minute!"

And at this moment, a childish voice came.

Immediately, a figure walked towards Mo Wentian.

"What is it?"

Mo Wentian turned his head and looked at the blade spirit of Youlongren with an extremely indifferent expression.

"Reporting to the Emperor, the Youlong Blade is indeed in this secret room, but it is not so easy for the Emperor to take it away!"

"I'm not the only one with the blade spirit of Youlongblade!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, a gleam flashed in Blade Ling's eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"What?"

"You are not the only one with the blade spirit of Youlongblade?"

"Is there another blade spirit?"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of impressive expressions.

Mo Wentian was not surprised that there were war spirits in this artifact, but he had never heard of two war spirits in one artifact.

For a moment, Mo Wentian was a little stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Mo Wentian still had a little bit of surprise in his eyes.

"That's right!"

"Emperor, there are really two war spirits in the Youlong Blade!"

"My attribute is ice, but the attribute of the other blade spirit is fire!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Spirit said in a low voice.

"Boss, this Youlong Blade is too weird!"

"There are two battle spirits whose attribute is fire and whose attribute is ice, this is simply unheard of!"

Hearing the words of the blade spirit, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed brightly.

"This is really weird!"

"Blade Spirit, what is the strength of this Fire Blade Spirit?"

Mo Wentian nodded.

But the next moment, as if thinking of something, the light in his eyes flashed, and he asked the Fire Blade Spirit in a cold voice.

"The strength of the Fire Blade Spirit?"

"this……"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Blade Spirit's expression suddenly became serious.

"explain!"

A word spit out from Mo Wentian's mouth, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely cold.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"Compared to me, the strength of the Fire Blade Spirit is much stronger. I am afraid that it is not much worse than the patriarch of the Youlong Clan!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's expression suddenly changed, Blade Spirit didn't dare to hesitate at all, and said hastily.

"It's not much worse than You Zhan's strength?"

"This strength is not very strong!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's tightly frowning brows relaxed, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"The strength is not very strong?"

"Emperor, do you want this?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Ling's face was full of puzzlement.

"You summon this fire blade spirit, this emperor will meet him!"

"It won't be too late to get the Youlong Blade after we deal with him first!"

An ice-cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's aura quickly surged.

At the same time, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in his hand trembled even more.

It seems that it has felt that the battle is coming soon.

"Emperor..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Blade Ling opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Blade Spirit, hurry up!"

"The boss told you to do it, so you should do it quickly!"

Seeing that the blade spirit was stunned, Xiao Jiao hurriedly said.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"I'll summon it right away!"

Xiaojiao's voice came, and the blade spirit quickly agreed.

The next moment, Blade Ling sat down cross-legged, and played countless seal formulas in his hands.

And as these countless seal formulas were played out, the temperature in the secret room suddenly rose several degrees.

The fiery breath swept towards Mo Wentian and the others.

"Fire Spirit, come out!"

But at this moment, Blade Spirit actually opened his mouth to call out.

"Bing Ling, why did you summon me out?"

As soon as Blade Spirit said these words, an incomparably thick voice came from the depths of the secret room with a bit of displeasure.

"Little bastard, come out!"

"The person looking for you is the Emperor!"

Before Blade Spirit could speak, Mo Wentian was the first to speak.

Mo Wentian stood where he was, his eyes were extremely calm, without the slightest fluctuation, and he couldn't see any emotion from him.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, a violent spatial fluctuation came.

"You looking for me?"

"It's you, the little ant who is the perfect king of heaven, and you came to find me?"

"I think you are here to ask me to die?"

Immediately, a figure appeared in the void.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Huo Ren Ling's face was full of disdain.

His strength is comparable to that of You Zhan, looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, he naturally doesn't take it seriously.

"Little miscellaneous, the emperor asked you to come out to send you on your way!"

"However, if you are sensible, surrender to this emperor, this emperor can make you a dog of this emperor, and spare your dog's life!"

With a sudden retraction of his hands, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of terrifying and boundless killing intent.

"Little human, you are really hateful!"

"In front of Ben Ling, you dare to speak wild words, I think you don't want to live!"

"In that case, I will fulfill you!"

A harsh voice sounded.

The figure of the Fire Blade Spirit flashed, and directly spewed a mouthful of fire at Mo Wentian.