Chapter 2427

"Xiao Feng, you are defeated!"

"Go away!"

But at this moment, Mo Wentian let out an angry shout.

An incomparably terrifying fighting spirit surged out of Mo Wentian's body.

In the void, I saw that the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword was actually divided into nine divine swords, spinning crazily.

Immediately, those nine divine swords merged into one and directly cut towards Xiao Feng.

"You are my defeat!"

"A broken sword, also want to hurt me?"

Seeing Mo Wentian's sword coming towards him, a cold light flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.

Immediately, I saw Xiao Feng's Thunderbolt Sword suddenly intensified in power, in the void, the power of thunder and lightning was extremely wanton.

"Clang clang..."

"boom……"

The next moment, in the void, two divine swords collided, and sparks shot out.

At the same time, a figure flew upside down.

The figure that flew upside down was not Mo Wentian, but Xiao Feng who was fighting against Mo Wentian.

The aura on Xiao Feng's body dropped rapidly, and the Thunderbolt Sword in his hand fell silent instantly as if he had encountered something terrible.

"puff……"

From Xiao Feng's mouth, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

The aura on Xiao Feng's body dropped rapidly, and Xiao Feng's face was even paler without the slightest trace of blood.

"This...how is this possible? Xiao Feng was actually injured by Mo Wentian's sword? Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"That's right, what Xiao Feng holds is the Thunderbolt Sword, this Thunderbolt Sword is extremely terrifying, it's not even the match of the sword in Mo Wentian's hand!"

"Is that divine sword in Mo Wentian's hand a peerless imperial weapon?"

"This is impossible. In the Celestial Immortal Realm, there are records of imperial weapons. I have read countless ancient books, but I have never seen the divine sword in Mo Wentian's hand!"

"Mo Wentian's strength is truly terrifying, Senior Brother Xiao Feng is no match for him!"

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Watching Xiao Feng's body fly upside down, countless disciples from the gods and celestial realm exploded in an instant.

At this moment, their eyes are full of shock.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it at all. Mo Wentian, a martial artist whose cultivation base is only the early days of the Emperor of Heaven, is actually so strong.

At this moment, countless disciples of the gods and heavens changed their minds. In this battle, the final winner will be Mo Wentian. As for Xiao Feng, he is not Mo Wentian's opponent. Mo Wentian's strength is really terrifying!

"Mo Wentian, you..."

"You really didn't hide your cultivation?"

"Your cultivation is really only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Hearing these discussions, Xiao Feng came back to his senses, looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Feng's eyes were full of disbelief.

Xiao Feng knew very well at this moment that he was not Mo Wentian's opponent, even if he had the Benlei Sword and the Benlei Sword Art in his hand, he was not Mo Wentian's opponent either.

At the same time, doubts arose in his heart.

Mo Wentian's strength is so terrifying, he doesn't believe that Mo Wentian's cultivation is really only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation base can only surpass him, and he has already reached the realm of heavenly sage.

Otherwise, how could Mo Wentian's strength be so terrifying!

One must know that Xiao Feng used the Benlei Sword to kill a monster comparable to the Heavenly Sacred Realm, if Mo Wentian in front of him, if his cultivation level is only at the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor, how is this possible?

"That's right!"

"The cultivation base of this emperor is only in the early stage of the emperor of heaven!"

Mo Wentian stepped forward and walked towards Xiao Feng, looking at Xiao Feng, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.

Everyone suspects that his cultivation is not in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven. He also thinks that his cultivation is not in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven. The initial state.

It is not so easy to improve Mo Wentian's cultivation base.

In the Qitian Mountain Range, the old man of the Shenzhu and the old man of the ancient book killed Sixiang together and took the demon pill of the early demon emperor of Tiansheng. Even if he refined it, it was not enough to improve his cultivation.

This made Mo Wentian even more puzzled.

A demon pill from the demon emperor in the early stage of Tiansheng, if it is replaced by an ordinary warrior, his cultivation base can be raised to a big level, but he refined it, not to mention a big level, not even a small level.

This made Mo Wentian wonder, how could he not be puzzled?

"I also want to improve my cultivation!"

"It's just that if I want to improve my cultivation, I need to consume a lot of power, and I also need an opportunity!"

Na na muttering to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and his expression became more serious.

"Is there really only the realm of the early days of the Emperor?"

"Mo Wentian, is your cultivation really only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, even though Xiao Feng had already received an affirmative answer, Xiao Feng still didn't want to believe it.

He didn't want to believe that Mo Wentian was really just a warrior in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven.

But it was such a warrior in the early days of the Emperor of Heaven who defeated him completely.

You know, the Thunderbolt Sword Art he used just now, but he hit with all his strength, his full blow, didn't even hurt Mo Wentian, which made the fighting spirit in his heart instantly annihilated.

He no longer wanted to fight Mo Wentian, he just wanted to clarify the doubts in his heart.

"This emperor's cultivation is really only in the early stage of the emperor!"

"This emperor wants to improve his cultivation!"

"Xiao Feng, do you have any good ways to improve this emperor's cultivation? If so, my cultivation can be improved, and this emperor will definitely thank you very much!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Feng and said seriously.

He also wants to improve his cultivation base. If his cultivation base is improved, his strength will only increase even more.

"Don't ask God, I..."

"I have nothing to help you improve your cultivation!"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"Mo Wentian's strength is really strong!"

"If I meet him, I won't be his one-stroke enemy at all!"

And at this moment, under the ring, Han Yuan looked at Mo Wentian on the ring, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.

"Miss Han Yuan, our boss has always been strong!"

"You don't know our boss yet, but your friend, Miss Yu'er, does. If you want to know more, you can go back and ask Miss Yu'er!"

Hearing Han Yuan's words, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed a faint light, and said in a deep voice.

The strength of their boss has always been very strong, and Xiao Jiao has become accustomed to attracting these shocking gazes.

"Mo Wentian's cultivation level is really at the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor. If his cultivation base is promoted to the Heavenly Sage, I'm afraid his strength will be terrifying and boundless!"

"In the entire world of celestial beings, he must be respected, and no one will be his opponent!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Han Yuan's expression suddenly became serious.

"Miss Han Yuan, when our boss stands on the top, the disciples of the Heavenly Immortal Realm will naturally respect him!"

Huantian's figure flashed and landed in front of Han Yuan.

Looking at Han Yuan, Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said in a deep voice.

"Little Jiao, Huantian, you seem to be very confident that your boss can stand on the peak of the entire Celestial Realm?"

Seeing Huantian's confident face, Han Yuan blurted out almost subconsciously.

"We believe that the boss will definitely stand on the pinnacle of the fairy world!"

Hearing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at each other and said in unison.

At this moment, Xiaojiao and Huantian's eyes were full of determination, and they had full confidence in Mo Wentian.

"Little Jiao, Huantian..."

Looking at Xiaojiao and Huantian's determined faces, it seems that they are more determined than themselves.

Opening her mouth, Han Yuan wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.