Chapter 2425 Thunderbolt Sword

The aura on Mo Wentian's body rose rapidly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian doesn't look like a warrior in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven at all, but like a peerless king.

A king-like coercion spread from his body.

Immediately, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared behind Xiao Feng.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With an angry shout, Mo Wentian punched directly towards Xiao Feng's back.

"Ho Ho..."

And following Mo Wentian's punch, a peerless divine dragon phantom appeared in the void, and the divine dragon roared at Xiao Feng.

The incomparably vast Longwei is even more terrifying.

"Mo Wentian, you really underestimate me!"

"Do you want to beat me with your fist?"

Seeing that Mo Wentian just punched and didn't even take out the divine weapon, Xiao Feng sneered.

From Xiao Feng's point of view, Mo Wentian's punch was completely insignificant.

"One punch wins you!"

"Enough!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with a firm gaze.

Immediately, Mo Wentian accelerated his speed and landed towards Xiao Feng.

"Running Thunder Sword!"

But at this moment, Xiao Feng shouted angrily, and with a thought, a divine sword appeared in his hand.

"Boom..."

And with the appearance of that divine sword, in the void, the power of thunder and lightning was incomparably wanton, gathering towards the Thunderbolt Sword in Xiao Feng's hand.

"The Thunderbolt Sword, this is the Emperor's Weapon, the Thunderbolt Sword. Is this the Thunderbolt Sword that is rumored to gather the power of lightning?"

"Didn't the Ben Lei Sword disappear a million years ago? Why did it appear in the hands of Senior Brother Xiao Feng!"

"This Thunderbolt Sword is rumored to be capable of beheading even a strong man in the Heavenly Sacred Realm. I think Mo Wentian has met a formidable opponent!"

"The Thunderbolt Sword is not the scariest thing, the Thunderbolt Sword Jue is the scariest thing. It is rumored that the Thunderbolt Sword Jue can destroy the world with just one swing of the sword. Mo Wentian will definitely not be Xiao Feng's opponent!"

"I originally thought that Senior Brother Xiao Feng's strength was good, but I never thought that Senior Brother Xiao Feng still has the Benlei Sword in his hand. There is no doubt that Senior Brother Xiao Feng is the final winner of this battle!"

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Seeing the Thunderbolt Sword appearing in Xiao Feng's hand, countless disciples from the God and Heaven Realm began to discuss in an instant.

Their eyes all fell on Xiao Feng at this moment.

At this moment, countless disciples are even more optimistic about Xiao Feng.

After all, this Benlei sword is not an ordinary divine sword. This Benlei sword is a divine sword left over from millions of years ago. It is rumored that even a warrior in the realm of the emperor of heaven, holding the Benlei sword is enough to cut Kill the strong man in the holy realm.

"How could this Thunderbolt Sword appear in Xiao Feng's hands?"

But at this moment in the void, the elder Shenzhu looked at the Benlei Sword in Xiao Feng's hand, a complex glint flashed in his eyes, and his brows were even more furrowed.

"Isn't this Ben Lei sword the old man Ben Lei's divine sword?"

"Old man Ben Lei didn't die a million years ago, why did this divine sword fall into the hands of Xiao Feng!"

Hearing the old man of Shenzhu's words, the brows of the old man in the ancient book frowned, and he became even more puzzled.

"Old man Ben Lei's Ben Lei sword has fallen into the hands of others. It seems that old man Ben Lei may have been killed!"

"Don't forget, in the battle between you and me a million years ago, if our souls hadn't entered the divine beads and ancient books, you and I would have ceased to exist!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the expression of the old man of Shenzhu dimmed instantly, and he said in a low voice.

The battle a million years ago was so tragic. In the world of celestial beings, countless peerless powerhouses fell.

If it weren't for the legendary figures in their protoss who did their best, the entire world of celestial beings would cease to exist.

It's just that after the scene a million years ago, the Celestial Immortal Realm survived triumphantly, but there was no trace of that person in their Protoss Clan.

"Old man Ben Lei is about the same strength as you and me. You said his soul is in the Ben Lei sword?"

Hearing this, the expression of the old man in the ancient book instantly dimmed.

But the next moment, as if he remembered something, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man in the ancient book, and he said in a deep voice.

"The old man Ben Lei's soul is hidden in this Ben Lei sword?"

Na na murmured to himself, an incomparably bright light rose in the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu.

"The sword intent on this Benlei sword is so strong!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao and Huantian under the arena looked at the Benlei sword that appeared in Xiao Feng's hand on the arena, and their expressions instantly became serious.

"The sword intent on this Thunderbolt Sword is so strong, I'm afraid this Thunderbolt Sword is not an ordinary artifact!"

"Boss, be careful!"

Huantian looked at Mo Wentian, and secretly transmitted his voice to Mo Wentian.

"rest assured!"

"No matter how strong this Benlei Sword is, Xiao Feng's strength will not be my opponent!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light.

"Boss..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at each other, opened their mouths, and wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

Immediately, in the void, Mo Wentian punched out and landed towards Xiao Feng.

"Running Thunder Sword Art!"

Watching Mo Wentian's punch fall towards him, Xiao Feng quickly cast the Thunderbolt Art.

"Boom..."

Following Xiao Feng's use of the Flying Thunder Sword Art, the power of lightning in the void is even more frightening.

Immediately, on the ring stage, Mo Wentian's fist was seen moving towards Xiao Feng's Thunderbolt Sword.

"boom……"

The next moment, there was a violent collision sound on the ring, and two figures were seen flying upside down.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Mo Wentian's mouth, and Xiao Feng on the opposite side was not much better, also spouted a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the aura of Mo Wentian and Xiao Feng dropped rapidly.

"Ben Lei Sword, really good!"

"This Thunderbolt Sword actually hurt my body!"

Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at the Thunderbolt Sword in Xiao Feng's hand, which was extremely powerful in lightning, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Originally, Mo Wentian didn't take this Thunderbolt Sword seriously, but he didn't expect that this Thunderbolt Sword is so strong.

If Mo Wentian's physique had not reached the peak of the Nine Dragons Saint Physique on the sixth level of the Indestructible Physique, Xiao Feng's sword would be enough to seriously injure him.

At this moment, in Mo Wentian's heart, he dare not underestimate Xiao Feng.

"Mo Wentian, I didn't expect you to have some strength!"

But at this moment, Xiao Feng stood up, looked at Mo Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said angrily.

"This emperor is naturally powerful!"

"Xiao Feng, this emperor also underestimated you a little bit!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Feng, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice.

Originally, Mo Wen thought that it would be easy to win against Xiao Feng, but unexpectedly, Xiao Feng has strength.

"Underestimate me?"

"Mo Wentian, you certainly underestimated me!"

"Today I not only want to defeat you, I also want to make you regret it!"

"I regret that you offended me, I regret that you embarrass me in front of everyone!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Feng's fighting spirit instantly surged.

At this moment, the aura on Xiao Feng's body soared even more.

"Buzz..."

The Thunderbolt Sword trembled even more in Xiao Feng's hand.

"Xiao Feng, your Ben Lei Sword is pretty good!"

"The Thunderbolt Sword Art is also good!"

"only……"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and he said in a cold voice.

"Just what?"

Hearing this, Xiao Feng just blurted out subconsciously.

"It's just that what you've learned about the Benlei Sword Art is just scratching the surface!"

"If you have mastered the Benlei Sword Art, I will not be your opponent today!"

After pondering for a while, Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Feng and said seriously.