Chapter 689: Fighting Three Elders

"This sword intent..."

"So strong!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light suddenly shot up.

"Buzz..."

Sword glows gathered around the old man, and the aura on the old man became more and more terrifying. The old man's hands suddenly made a sword formula!

next moment.

A sharp and boundless sword energy.

Shooting towards Mo Wentian!

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Break the boundary!"

Feeling the horror of this sword, Mo Wentian didn't even think about it.

A sword that breaks the boundary.

Shot again!

"Pfft..."

Void, trembling crazily, two terrifying sword glows.

collide in the void.

Mo Wentian's sword energy dissipated immediately.

And the sword energy of the old man opposite.

But still killing Mo Wentian!

"The sword energy of the great heaven..."

"Sure enough!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, the old man's sword cut even his boundary-breaking sword, the old man's horror was beyond Mo Wentian's imagination.

"The purple emperor's body!"

"rise!"

"boom……"

Mo Wentian squeezed out a sword formula, the Heaven-devouring Divine Sword, and it landed directly on the palm of Mo Wentian's palm. The rolling sword's power oscillated, and the power of the Heaven-devouring Divine Sword instantly soared.

at the same time.

Countless purple awns rose from Mo Wentian's body.

The body of the Purple Emperor.

It was cast by Mo Wentian!

"What a powerful force!"

A frightening light flashed in the old man's eyes.

"bump!"

The next moment, a violent collision sound came.

The sword energy of the old man.

Mo Wentian cut it to pieces with a sword in the void.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Mo Wentian's body retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, the terrifying sword energy entered Mo Wentian's body, and frantically began to destroy Mo Wentian's body, Mo Wentian's purple emperor body.

They all started to tremble!

"God Devouring Art..."

"Get out!"

"Boom..."

In Mo Wentian's body, the sword energy oscillated wildly, the old man's sword energy.

Get kicked out!

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief, Zidi Jun's body stabilized again, but when his eyes looked at the old man again, it was Mo Wentian's eyes.

But dignified a lot.

"My strength is far from the Great Heaven..."

"There is still a gap!"

In Mo Wentian's heart, he secretly thought that even though Mo Wentian's cultivation had reached the peak of the early stage of the mid-heaven position, his combat power was comparable to the perfection of the mid-heaven position.

But compared to the big heaven!

That's not far off!

If it weren't for Mo Wentian's physique, the sword that the Great Elder gave just now would have been terrifying.

Mo Wentian is now afraid...

Already seriously injured!

"It's blocked, how is this possible?"

Behind the old man, Liu Chong and the two had shocking eyes. The Great Elder in the realm of the Great Heavenly Throne, how terrifying a sword strike was, to be defeated by Mo Wentian.

Blocked directly?

This makes the two of them, how can they not be surprised!

"This kid..."

"Who the hell?"

The third elder also narrowed his eyes slightly, Mo Wentian's fighting power was terrifying, but he was full of confidence, he killed Mo Wentian with a single strike, who knew Mo Wentian.

Even his sword was blocked!

"The third elder..."

"The third elder..."

The two of Liu Chong looked very surprised.

"Boy, you won!"

"You go!"

At this moment, the third elder looked at Mo Wentian, and suddenly said in a deep voice.

The sword in his hand.

Also put it away!

"Won?"

"Walk!"

Mo Wentian's eyes shone with light.

Mo Wentian didn't believe it.

This third elder will really let him go. You must know that this time he not only made the dungeon a mess, but even the dungeon owner was killed by him.

If let him leave...

Didn't that dungeon become a joke!

"Boss..."

Huantian also appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"If so, thank you Third Elder!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian suddenly smiled faintly.

"Thank me……"

"It's unnecessary!"

There was a hint of strangeness in the eyes of the third elder, and then he said with a smile: "You go, but this evil animal has destroyed the forbidden area of ​​my dungeon, so stay!"

"Evil beast..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the coldness shot up instantly.

The eyes of the third elder.

It fell on Mo Wentian.

On the Wentian Pavilion, the vast dragon's power is terrifying and boundless, as if there is a real dragon appearing in the void, that coercion makes people tremble with fear!

"you want……"

"Keep Xiaojiao?"

Mo Wentian's eyes instantly turned cold.

This third elder.

Sure enough, he was not that kind.

Let him go and leave Xiaojiao?

This is impossible!

"Boy, it is a capital offense for you to kill the city lord of my dungeon. Now that the elder let you leave, it is considered extremely kind. Do you still want to..."

"Take this beast with you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the third elder said with a sneer.

"kindness?"

On Mo Wentian's face, there was boundless indifference.

"I, Mo Wentian, have seen the shame of the Jiuyou clan today!"

"Little Jiao stays, it's impossible!"

"In the first battle, the emperor will accompany you!"

A cold and arrogant voice resounded in the void, Mo Wentian's body of the Purple Emperor was displayed again, and streaks of purple awns vibrated on Mo Wentian's body, showing the power of Mo Wentian's body.

The vastness!

"court death……"

The third elder's eyes soared with murderous intent.

At first he was afraid, Mo Wentian was a member of the Protoss, after all, that race was too terrifying, even the Beasts did not dare to provoke them in the entire Ancient Remains.

But when he talked about the protoss.

Mo Wentian was completely unmoved!

This shows that Mo Wentian doesn't know the Protoss.

Then there is only one case!

Mo Wentian is not a disciple of the Protoss.

As for which faction Mo Wentian is from, the Third Elder doesn't care at all, as long as Mo Wentian is not from the Protoss, what fear would he have from the Jiuyou Clan?

"Purple Nether Sword!"

"come out……"

"Buzz..."

The third elder waved his hand, and a purple sword appeared in the third elder's hand.

on the purple sword.

Silk sword lights flicker.

A cold sword energy spread out.

"Boss..."

Huantian stood beside Mo Wentian with a solemn face.

"Is it a big heaven..."

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, the strike just now was just a tentative strike by the third elder in front of him, the next step is the real battle!

"Little Jiao, it's up to you..."

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, looking at Wentian Pavilion behind him with his eyes.

In Mo Wentian's eyes.

It even raised a touch of softness.

anyway.

Today he won't let Xiao Jiao either.

He was taken away by the three elders in front of him.

"Master, here I come!"

But just when Mo Wentian was about to make a move, a low cry came, and the next moment, he saw Fat You, the size of a thumb, holding a huge Jiuyou Tianlian.

Come quickly!

"Fat You..."

Mo Wentian was slightly taken aback.

Isn't his name Fat You, why don't you leave first?

What about Fat You?

here we go again?

"Owner……"

"Owner……"

...

Fat You held the Jiuyou Tianlian several feet high, but his speed was extremely fast, within a moment, he had already arrived in front of Mo Wentian, opposite, the third elder and his party.

I also saw the figure of Fat You!

"Isn't this Jiuyou Tianlian, why is he here?"

"And you still call this kid the master?"

"How is this going?"

...

The two of Liu Chong were stunned.