Chapter 1681 Leopard Battle Halberd

This shot behind the scenes is really despised.

Tianhu has followed Mo Wentian for a long time, and his personality is somewhat similar to Mo Wentian's. Tianhu also hates such behavior extremely.

"Bitch, how dare you speak to me like this!"

"You are as hateful as that kid. I originally planned to save your life, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. Then you are just like that kid. Go to hell!"

Hearing Tianhu's words, the anger in Qi Tianzun's heart soared.

In the eyes that looked at Qi Tianzun, there was wanton killing intent, and waves of murderous aura emanated from his body.

"To die?"

"Tianhu, you and I will fight together to fulfill this old bastard!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Okay, Brother Wentian!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Tianhu quickly agreed.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Sword breaks the sky!"

"Frozen Miles!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian and Tianhu immediately cast it.

Mo Wentian held the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword and slashed directly at Qi Tianzun.

And Tianhu played Frozen Miles.

With the use of Frozen Ten Thousand Miles, the surrounding area was instantly frozen, and in an instant, it seemed to become a world of ice, and a wave of chill shrouded the fireball in the palm of Qi Tianzun.

"It's such a terrifying ice force. Once this ice force comes out, I feel like I can't even move my body!"

"This ice force is really terrifying, retreat!"

"This beauty didn't expect to have such strength. This beauty and that kid teamed up. We, Lord Qi Tianzun, may not be able to deal with it so easily!"

"That's right, this beauty's ice power is really strange, it can freeze the flame power of Lord Qi Tianzun!"

...

Looking at this scene in the void, feeling the terrible chill, one after another figure quickly retreated a hundred feet away.

They couldn't help but gasped. At this moment, they still had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Their Lord Tianzun might really be unable to resist Mo Wentian and Tianhu in front of him.

But their eyes were staring at the void without blinking, as if they were afraid of missing a wonderful moment.

Qi Tianzun's blazing power was instantly frozen by the ice power of Tianhu. Not only that, the fist that Qi Tianzun used the flaming power did not hit Mo Wentian, but was frozen in the void.

"Old dog, die!"

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian held the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, and stabbed directly at Qi Tianzun's chest.

"not good!"

The terrifying sword energy struck, and a bad premonition instantly rose in Qi Tianzun's heart.

A breath of death enveloped him even more.

He wanted to dodge the figure, but his fist was frozen, and he couldn't break free from the ice force that froze his fist.

At this moment, Qi Tianzun is caught in a dilemma. If he wants to avoid Mo Wentian's sword, he must lose a fist. If he wants this fist, he must bear Mo Wentian's sword.

In front of Mo Wentian, the divine sword in his hand looked like an ordinary divine weapon, but the sword energy made Qi Tianzun dare not underestimate it.

Under balance, Qi Tianzun chose to get out of the way.

With his cultivation base, it is not difficult to grow new fists, but if Mo Wentian's sword pierced his chest, it might be!

Perhaps, it is really possible that as Mo Wentian said, he will really die in Mo Wentian's hands.

Thinking like this, Qi Tianzun didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"ah……"

It was just a scream that resounded.

In the void, drops of blood dripped down, like a rain of blood, and the strong smell of blood permeated in an instant.

"This old bastard, it seems that he is very good at weighing!"

Looking at Qi Tianzun's fist left in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a gleam.

However, Qi Tianzun lost a fist, even though his cultivation base is already in the middle stage of Tianzun, it is not difficult for him to recover a fist.

But within a short period of time, he still couldn't recover, and Qi Tianzun also suffered serious injuries.

What Mo Wentian wanted was not to kill Qi Tianzun with one blow, after all, with his current cultivation level, he still couldn't kill Qi Tianzun.

But if Qi Tian respects the injury, then maybe it will be!

"Master Tianzun is injured, this...how is this possible?"

"Look, in the void, it seems to be the fist of Lord Tianzun, and the fist of Lord Tianzun broke directly!"

"It was Lord Qi Tianzun who chose to break it just now. Lord Qi Tianzun wanted to avoid that kid's attack, so he gave up a fist!"

"This ice power is really too terrifying, even Lord Tianzun can't do anything about it!"

"Master Tianzun is injured, so can he defeat this kid?"

...

The disciples of Qi Tianjie recovered from their astonishment and exploded in an instant.

In their hearts, it was even more impressive.

If they hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes, they would not have believed that their Lord Tianzun, a strong mid-stage Tianzun, would be injured by a mid-emperor warrior.

And listening to these discussions, Qi Tianzun, whose face was already extremely pale, became even more ugly.

"Boy, you bitch, you actually fought together against this deity!"

"This deity has never been insulted like this in this world of celestial beings!"

"Today, this deity will definitely kill you, not only that, but also burn your souls under the power of this deity's flames for tens of thousands of years!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in Qi Tianzun's eyes, the killing intent was boundless and terrifying.

At the same time, Qi Tianzun's power increased even more.

"Buzz..."

Immediately, a peerless halberd appeared in his hand.

On the halberd, a leopard with boundless rage appeared. The leopard opened its bloody mouth and roared at Mo Wentian.

What's more, the leopard's body was burning with azure blue flames.

"This artifact is not bad!"

Seeing the halberd in Qi Tianzun's hand appear, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with a scorching light.

"Boom..."

And at this moment, Mo Wentian's Shenlong seal began to tremble.

"How is this going?"

"Shenlong Seal has never been in such a situation!"

Sensing the abnormality of the Shenlong Seal, Mo Wentian frowned, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and said secretly in his heart.

"Boy, although the power of the flames on the Leopard's halberd can melt your dragon seal, it is a good thing for you, kid!"

Suddenly, the voice of the elder Shenzhu rang in Mo Wentian's mind.