Chapter 783 Ice and Fire Male and Female Twin Swords

"Look, that sword in Xiao Yuehen's hand!"

"Could it be that the legendary ice and fire male and female twin swords?"

"I'm right, it's the ice and fire male and female twin swords!"

...

In Tiancheng, the eyes of those Jiuyou clan disciples were full of astonishment.

"Another peak monarch-level artifact!"

"Very well, what the Emperor lacks now are all kinds of resources. Since you are so sincere and sent them specially, then the Emperor will reluctantly accept them!"

Mo Wentian wasn't surprised at all, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice.

"Barely accept it?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant, you dare to covet this gentleman's divine sword?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuehen's eyes were extremely cold.

"Coveted?"

"Is this emperor coveting the divine artifact of the peak of the monarch level? It's just because you sent it so sincerely, this emperor just took it for fun!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, his voice was even more cold and arrogant.

"The great heaven is consummated, but you are so arrogant at the reluctance of this gentleman, I will let you taste the price of arrogance!"

Xiao Yuehen looked at Mo Wentian with contempt in his eyes.

He is also the pride of heaven, how can he allow someone to be more arrogant than him, let alone Mo Wentian, a warrior who is in the perfect realm of the great heaven!

No matter what, he will kill Mo Wentian today!

"What is the price of arrogance?"

Mo Wentian had a icy glint in his eyes, and he spoke leisurely.

"die!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuehen's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"die?"

"The one who died is you!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the killing intent suddenly soared.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Sword breaks the sky!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout, and the Heaven Devouring Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

"Buzz..."

I saw the sword qi in the void slowly gathering towards Mo Wentian, and the sword qi seemed to form a mysterious formation.

In the next moment, following Mo Wentian's sword attack, the void was directly shattered.

"This sword energy is comparable to Tianjun's early stage..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuehen narrowed his eyes slightly.

The great heavenly position successfully displayed the strength of Tianjun's initial stage, and a stern gleam rose in Xiao Yuehen's eyes.

"But even if you can use the strength of Tianjun's early stage, you are nothing but an ant in front of me!"

"die!"

In Xiao Yuehen's eyes, he was unparalleled in coldness and arrogance.

Mo Wentian actually took the initiative to attack him. With him in the middle stage of Tianjun, coupled with the peak emperor-level artifact, how terrifying his combat power will be!

This Mo Wentian actually shot at him?

"Ice and fire male and female twin swords!"

"kill!"

"Roar……"

The man struck out with a sword, only to see that divine sword, the light soared.

The surrounding spiritual energy was quickly swallowed by the divine sword.

The aura on the Excalibur is also rapidly increasing.

In the void, a fire tiger with the size of a hundred feet appeared on the left, while an ice toad of the same size appeared on the right.

In the void, there is a double sky of ice and fire, which is extremely terrifying from a distance.

"Fire Tiger, Ice Toad!"

"What a terrifying ice and fire sword intent!"

"Can the ancestor still stop it?"

"It's just two types of attributes, what's so strange, eight types of sword intent can be called a wonderful one!"

...

In Tiancheng, discussions sounded one after another.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

...

The voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian rang in Mo Wentian's mind.

Immediately, two figures appeared not far from Mo Wentian, as if as long as Mo Wentian had something to do, they would strike immediately.

"Fire Tiger, Ice Toad!"

"not bad!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold light rose, and the next moment, Mo Wentian slashed at Xiao Yuehen with a sword.

"bump……"

There was a violent collision, and the next moment, a figure was seen flying upside down.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

...

The figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian instantly appeared beside Mo Wentian.

It was none other than Mo Wentian who flew upside down.

But Xiao Yuehen, who was opposite to the void, stood proudly on the spot without moving at all.

"The ancestor can't beat it!"

"After all, the difference in strength is too great!"

"Elder Ancestor can't stop Xiao Yuehen, it seems our Jiuyou Clan is really doomed this time!"

...

In Tiancheng, the disciples of the Jiuyou clan all had panic in their eyes.

"Boss, let's attack together and kill this kid!"

In the eyes of Xiaojiao and Huantian, the cold light flickered endlessly.

At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure turned into Jackie Chan directly, as if he was about to pounce towards Xiao Yuehen in the next moment.

"Back off!"

"Just because he wants to kill me is not enough!"

Mo Wentian stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Xiao Yuehen standing proudly, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of killing intent.

"yes!"

"yes!"

Although Xiaojiao and Huantian wanted to help, but since Mo Wentian said so, they also believed Mo Wentian, took a deep breath, and retreated.

"Boy, kill my demon clan saint, the son of the demon king, the daughter of the great elder, you will definitely die today!"

"Not only you are going to die, but that evil animal, all the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan are going to die!"

In the void, in Xiao Yuehen's eyes, the killing intent was extremely terrifying.

"Yeah?"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with an evil smile.

"Don't be brave, if you don't spit out that mouthful of old blood, you will get internal injuries if you hold it back?"

Seems to have remembered something, Mo Wentian said with a sneer.

"A mouthful of old blood?"

"Suffocating internal injuries?"

"Ancestor said so, could it be that Xiao Yuehen was also injured?"

...

In Tiancheng, the disciples of the Jiuyou clan were stupefied.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

On Xiao Yuehen's face, a trace of anger rose.

After being told by Mo Wentian, his right hand trembled unexpectedly.

In fact, in the collision just now, on the surface he didn't retreat, it seemed that he won, but in fact, he was just trying to suppress the injury in his body.

Although Mo Wentian flew upside down, he managed to avoid most of the force.

Even though Mo Wentian's genius is in the realm of perfection, the sword of Mo Wentian actually beheaded him.

"puff……"

The next moment, a mouthful of blood spit out from Xiao Yuehen's mouth.

"I told you not to hold back, how good it is to spit it out like this!"

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Xiao Yuehen was injured!"

"I thought our ancestor couldn't stop it, but I didn't expect that the strong man in the middle stage of Xiao Yuehen Tianjun was injured by the sword of the ancestor!"

"The ancestor is so strong, our Jiuyou clan can still be saved!"

...

In Tiancheng, the figures looked at the void, and the expressions on everyone's faces changed instantly.

The original look of worry was gone, replaced by a face full of joy.

"This emperor's purple emperor body has broken through to perfection, even if he is a warrior in the late stage of Tianjun, he will not want to kill this emperor!"

"Xiao Yuehen, go to hell!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian took a step forward, and the Heaven Devouring Sword was trembling in his hand.