Chapter 505 The Strongest Battle

"Boss, do you want me to take action..."

Xiaojiao, a trace of fierce light rose in his eyes, a Youlong in the realm of eight false gods.

This is definitely an extremely terrifying existence, even if Mo Wentian wants to defeat him now...

It is also very difficult!

"You make a move..."

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although Xiaojiao's combat power is much stronger, but he wants to defeat Youlong...

This is simply impossible!

"Mo Wentian, suffer death!"

"Human Sword Unity!"

"kill……"

A cold voice sounded in the void, and the next moment, only a figure was seen.

Appeared strangely next to Mo Wentian, directly towards Mo Wentian, and beheaded him!

"court death……"

Mo Wentian's eyes contracted violently.

Wen Tianjian, strike again!

"Eight Desolation Sword Realm, King of Swords!"

"boom……"

The heavens and the earth shook violently, and with a sword strike, the power of the eight ancient attributes oscillated crazily in the void.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body also shot up instantly.

"Eight attributes..."

On the martial arts arena, You Xi and Jiu Chong narrowed their eyes slightly.

Especially You Xi, with shock in his eyes.

In sword practice, the difference between Nine Nether Land and Sword God Continent is not that big, but the biggest gap.

That is the difference between Nine Nether Qi and Ling Qi, Nine Nether Qi...

In addition to tempering the strength of the sword, it is also possible to temper the body!

"This kid is very good!"

Jiu Chong's indifferent voice sounded in the martial arts arena.

"very nice!"

The expressions of the several city lords changed instantly. This one in front of him is the supreme sword god.

Even the Sword God said Mo Wentian was good, obviously...

This sword god is very optimistic about Mo Wentian!

"Eight Desolate Stegosaurus!"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

The eight-path dragon chant came, and Mo Wentian shot out a sword, the eight-path dragon's sword intent.

Gathering in the void, the next moment, the eight ancient prehistoric breath...

Pounce on Youlong!

"Clang clang..."

"bump!"

The sound of metal colliding came, and the aftermath of sword energy...

Shoot all over the ring!

On the martial arts arena, one after another's eyes were extremely shocked.

too strong!

Mo Wentian is too strong...

Youlong, who was in the realm of eight false gods, was actually killed by Mo Wentian.

Blocked again!

"hateful……"

"This kid, how could he be so strong!"

In Youlong's eyes, there was boundless coldness, and when he collided again, he had the fighting power of the eighth-fold false god.

There was no reservation at all, but unfortunately, it was still blocked by Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian in front of him, his combat power...

It seems endless!

"uh-huh……"

"Boss!"

Xiaojiao's exclamation came, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth...

Silkies of blood spread.

Youlong, who is in the realm of eight false gods, was definitely encountered by Mo Wentian...

The most terrible opponent!

This person's combat power is even more terrifying than the average eightfold false god.

Because his physique has also reached the realm of false gods, even compared to Mo Wentian...

Not too far away!

"My Jiuyou Sword Art is overbearing and boundless, I don't believe it..."

"You can keep blocking!"

In Youlong's eyes, a bright light rose up, and the next moment, Youlong saw him and shot again.

With a sword, the void seemed to be torn open.

The power of filth...

From the void, lean down!

"This is……"

Mo Wentian's eyes shrank violently.

The Nine Nether Sword Art can actually...

Arouse the filthy power of heaven and earth!

"This is the highest state of the Nine Nether Sword Art. I never thought that Long Er would reach such an attainment!"

Before the Tianyuan, the Lord of Tiancheng had a slight smile in his eyes.

The power of filth, relying on Mo Wentian's strength...

Impossible to hold back!

"Boss..."

Xiaojiao's eyes were extremely solemn, these filthy powers are even the peak false gods...

An unstoppable terrifying power!

"The power of filth!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, Youlong...

too strong!

"Jiuyou Yujian, filthy Stegosaurus!"

A cold shout came, and in the void, Youlong struck out with a sword.

The next moment, the billowing filthy power formed a stegosaurus, heading towards Mo Wentian...

Come straight over.

"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique!"

"kill!"

A cold shout came, Mo Wentian's figure...

disappeared into the void.

"Pfft..."

The power of filth sprinkled from the void, and in the next moment, countless filthy forces began to act wantonly.

On the ground of the martial arts arena, streaks of green smoke rose up.

"So strong corrosive power..."

The disciples of the fourth courtyard quickly backed away. Once these filthy powers are splashed on someone, I'm afraid...

"What a terrifying power of filth!"

"Buzz..."

Mo Wentian's figure appeared on the other side of the ring.

If Mo Wentian's Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique hadn't moved so fast, Mo Wentian would have been overwhelmed by the power of filth.

"Mo Wentian, do you have the guts to confront me head-on?"

On the ring, Youlong's eyes were extremely fierce, and he made a move with a sword.

The power of filth once again killed Mo Wentian, but Mo Wentian cast the Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique and left again.

"Buzz..."

Mo Wentian's figure appeared not far from Youlong.

"hateful!"

Youlong looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were extremely cold, these filthy powers.

Mo Wentian was indeed unstoppable, but Mo Wentian's speed was faster than Youlong's.

The current Mo Wentian is simply...

Can't catch up with Mo Wentian!

"Go to hell!"

"Buzz..."

"Nine Nether Sword Dragon..."

...

Above the arena, one after another angry roars came.

You Long's face was full of anger, and he desperately wanted to kill Mo Wentian.

But it's a pity that Youlong Lian Mo Wentian's clothes...

Can't even touch it!

"This Mo Wentian is such a coward!"

"That's right, if it were me, I would have confronted Senior Brother Youlong long ago!"

"What is dodging..."

...

The disciples of the Heavenly Courtyard, all of them were full of sarcasm, the disciples of the Xuanyuanyuan...

Then he stared angrily at the disciples of Tianyuan!

"Buzz..."

On the ring, the figure of Mo Wentian...

appearing again.

On the opposite side, Youlong trembled all over, and the killing intent in his eyes...

It's even more terrifying!

But You Long did not continue to kill Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian's speed was really too fast, You Long wanted to hurt Mo Wentian with filthy force.

This is simply impossible, unless Mo Wentian stands where he is...

Waiting for Youlong to kill!

"Don't ask the sky, I want to see..."

"How long can you hide, you shrinking turtle?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, You Long said sarcastically.

"When are you hiding?"

A wicked smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"You Long, your Nine Nether Heart..."

"I don't know how long I can last?"

Looking at Youlong, Mo Wentian's eyes were a bit playful.

The Heart of Nine Serenities, although it has raised Youlong's cultivation to the peak of the eighth-fold false god.

But it's not...

There is no limit!

Mo Wentian estimated that he would wait another quarter of an hour at most.

The power in Youlong's body will drop!

"The Heart of the Netherworld..."

Youlong's expression changed slightly, Mo Wentian was right, this is the Heart of Nine Serenity.

It is true that he cannot be allowed to increase his strength without limit. Now the power in his body...

Already starting to get weak!