Chapter 1582 Mo Wentian Is Invincible?

In the void, Mo Zhan's palm didn't stop at all, and directly slapped Mo Wentian.

And Mo Wentian, holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, also fell towards Mo Zhan's palm in an instant.

"boom……"

And the moment Mo Wentian's sword fell, a violent sound came.

In the void, an arm dropped down to the shoulder.

"ah……"

Followed by a scream.

That was the scream from Mo Zhan. Mo Zhan stared at Mo Wentian and was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Finding that his arm had been chopped off by Mo Wentian made him extremely astonished.

"This...how is this possible?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Zhan's eyes were full of disbelief.

Although Mo Wentian in front of him is quite strong, it is still somewhat difficult to cut off his palm.

But Mo Wentian cut off his palm with a single strike, which was beyond Mo Zhan's expectations.

"Old bastard, the impossible, but it will definitely happen!"

"For example, if you think that the emperor can't chop your palm, your palm can be reborn!"

Looking at the astonished Mo Zhan, Mo Wentian grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth and said with a wicked smile.

"Boy, what do you mean by that?"

"You mean my palm can't be reborn?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Mo Zhan's expression suddenly became solemn.

Secretly, Mo Zhan used his power even more, trying to restore the palm that was cut off by Mo Wentian.

But he found that no matter how much strength he gathered towards that hand, there was no reaction at all from that hand.

It seems that the power he gathered was blocked by a mysterious force, and his power simply couldn't pass through.

"How are you, old bastard?"

"The soul-destroying power displayed by this emperor's Soul-destroying Sword Art is not bad, isn't it?"

Seeing the change in Mo Zhan's expression, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.

"The power to destroy souls?"

"This...how is this possible?"

"Boy, your cultivation is no more than the Emperor's early stage. With your strength, even if you comprehend the soul-destroying sword art, the soul-destroying power you display cannot hurt me!"

Hearing this, a flash of surprise flashed in Mo Zhan's eyes.

In his opinion, it is impossible for Mo Wentian to display the soul-destroying power that can hurt him, and he never thought that the soul-destroying power that Mo Wentian used would completely cripple his palm !

"Hurt you?"

"Old bastard, this emperor not only wants to hurt you today, but also wants to kill you!"

Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice was even more icy cold.

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian did not hesitate at all, and once again used the Miehun Sword Art, slashing towards Mo Zhan with his sword.

"Boy, I have never been so embarrassed in front of a little emperor!"

"You are the only one who made this deity so embarrassed. After seeing this deity's embarrassment, you will die today!"

Seeing Mo Wentian slaying towards him again, Mo Zhan's eyes instantly became extremely sinister.

The murderous aura on his body spread out in an instant, looking from a distance, it was terrifying and boundless.

The next moment, Mo Zhan's figure flashed and disappeared into the void.

When it reappeared, Mo Zhan actually turned into a cloud of devilish energy, which enveloped Mo Wentian directly.

"not good!"

"This old bastard turned into devilish energy. I can't let this devilish energy get close. Once the devilish energy envelops me, I want to come out, but it won't be so easy!"

Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly became serious.

Thinking secretly in his heart, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared into the void.

"Boy, do you think you can stop me with your speed?"

And at the moment when Mo Wentian's figure disappeared, the countless demonic energy gathered into a group of extremely dark eyes, in which black light flickered, and the thick voice was even more gloomy and cold.

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhan turned into a ball of devil energy again, and chased in the direction where Mo Wentian disappeared.

"This devilish energy is really terrifying, boss, can he block it?"

"Mo Zhan is worthy of being the Demon Lord of the Youmo Clan. This strength really cannot be underestimated!"

"Ji Ming, quickly inform Young Master Ji of this matter, and let Young Master Ji come to help you quickly!"

"That's right, Young Master Ji must come here!"

...

But at this moment, looking at this scene in the void, Xiao Jiao and the others instantly became worried.

Ji Ming also quickly transmitted the news of Mo Zhan's escape to Ji Wujing.

"Buzz..."

And at the moment when Ji Ming transmitted the sound transmission talisman, in the endless void, a figure followed a figure and killed them.

That was Ji Wujing and Tianji, the person who fled in front was naturally Tianji, and the person following behind was Ji Wujing.

But at this moment, Ji Wujing received a sound transmission talisman from Ji Ming.

And at the moment when the sound transmission talisman was crushed, Ji Wujing's expression changed drastically.

"Demon Zhan escaped?"

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, it will definitely be unstoppable!"

"Tianji, you are lucky today, if there is another time, I will definitely let you die!"

He muttered to himself, but Ji Wujing's figure did not follow Tianji.

The next moment, he stopped, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to tear open the void. Ji Wujing's figure disappeared into the void.

At this moment, Tianji also sensed the figure behind him, and did not follow him.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Panting heavily, Tianji's footsteps also stopped.

"This kid, you really have perseverance, and you have chased me for so long!"

"If it wasn't for that old man Mo Zhan who gave me this speed-up panacea, I'm afraid I would have fallen into his hands long ago!"

Looking at the direction in which Ji Wujing's figure disappeared, a complicated look flashed in Tianji's eyes.

But just when Tianji was secretly happy, Ji Wujing's figure returned to the seal of the demon soul in Tianji Mountain Range.

At this moment, there is nowhere to be seen Mo Wentian and Mo Zhan, they have already fought outside the Tianji Mountain Range.

"Little Lord!"

"Young Master Ji!"

...

But at this moment, Ji Ming and Xiaojiao Huantian saw Ji Wujing's figure appear, but hurriedly greeted him.

"Ji Ming, how is the situation of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Looking at Ji Ming, Ji Wujing said indifferently.

"Reporting to the young master, the Lord Wentian has already fought the magic war and left the Tianji mountain range!"

"Ask the Lord of Heaven to let us stay here until you come back, young master. As for the specific situation, we don't know!"

Hearing this, Ji Ming replied respectfully without any hesitation.

"Battle out of the Tianji Mountain Range?"

Ji Wujing's eyes instantly turned to the distance beyond the Tianji Mountain Range.

The next moment, it seemed that he had discovered something, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly followed.