Chapter 795: Fighting the Second and Third Elders

In his opinion, it was just a fluke that Mo Wentian was able to escape the Great Elder of Tianjun's later stage.

He didn't believe that Mo Wentian could stop him and the third elder, two mid-stage Tianjun powerhouses.

The gap between the completion of the great heaven and the middle stage of Tianjun is really too big, not to mention that they are still the two strongest in the middle stage of Tianjun.

"Want to kill this emperor?"

"You are not qualified yet!"

A coldness flashed in his eyes, and the Heaven Devouring Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

On the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, the sword's power was constantly shaking, and a terrifying aura surged out.

"Boy, die!"

"Fire Cloud Palm!"

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Second Elder He Yu's eyes were full of murderous intent.

The next moment, in the void, the palms of the two Zhang He Yu became tens of feet in size.

Layers of flames spread out from his body crazily. The terrifying flames seemed to burn everything.

"Thunder Fist!"

Immediately the Third Elder, Xiao Ran's eyes froze for a moment, he let out a stern voice, and raised his fist above his head.

In the next moment, a series of terrifying thunder and lightning quickly gathered towards his fist, and in the void, the power of thunder and lightning quickly spread towards the surroundings.

"What a terrible flame!"

"What a terrifying power of lightning!"

"Two strong men in the mid-stage of Heavenly Monarchs joined forces to beat Patriarch, a warrior with a perfect heavenly status. This member of the Monster Race is really shameless!"

...

Thousands of feet away, those figures clenched their hands into fists, their eyes flickering with coldness.

"Brother Wentian..."

"I believe you can!"

Among the crowd, there was a beautiful figure, those beautiful eyes were looking into the void, muttering to himself, and his eyes were full of determination.

"Look, the second elder and the third elder have shot at that kid!"

"That kid must die!"

"Not only is he going to die, the little reptile in front of him, and the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan are also going to die!"

...

In Tiancheng, a group of Yaozu disciples sneered again and again.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Sword breaks the sky!"

Seeing He Yu and Xiao Ran who were sweeping towards him from left to right, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout.

The next moment, countless sword qi merged into one, and a terrifying and boundless power rose from Mo Wentian's body to the sky.

"boom……"

Where the sword energy passed, the void vibrated wildly.

"Die!"

"Boy!"

The Second Elder He Yu and the Third Elder Xiao Ran yelled almost at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, and came towards Mo Wentian to behead him.

"Two old dogs, it's not certain who will die?"

Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.

"boom……"

The next moment, a violent collision came, and amidst the astonished expressions of countless warriors, Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring Sword collided with the punches and palms of the two elders.

"puff……"

The violent power of fire and lightning invaded Mo Wentian's body.

Blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth, and he even flew upside down.

His face was even more pale.

In the void, although the Second Elder and the Third Elder did not fly out backwards, their bodies retreated more than ten feet.

"uh-huh……"

The next moment, traces of blood overflowed from the mouths of the two of them.

"Brother Wentian..."

"Emperor..."

"Old Ancestor..."

...

Thousands of feet away from Tiancheng, those figures looked at the void, their eyes full of worry.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Get out!"

"Boom..."

In Mo Wentian's body, the power of the sword began to vibrate crazily, and the power of flames and the power of thunder and lightning in his body were driven out.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Mo Wentian exhaled a foul breath.

"Boy, although your strength is good, but if you offend my monster clan, you will die!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Mo Wentian's pale face, Second Elder He Yu stepped forward with a fierce light and said.

"Old man, why are you in such a hurry!"

"Who will have the last laugh, this is still unknown?"

Looking at He Yu with a fierce look on his face, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said indifferently.

Until the last moment, who will die and who will live, who can decide such a thing?

"Boy, you have already damaged your physique and cultivation in one move. Next, what are you going to do to stop us!"

"That's right, kid, I think it's pure luck that you can withstand the three moves of the Great Elder!"

Second Elder He Yu and Third Elder Xiao Ran had cold and arrogant expressions on their faces.

At this moment, a touch of confidence rose in their hearts.

A glimpse of their confidence that they will be able to kill Mo Wentian and the entire Jiuyou Clan soon!

"help me……"

"Second Elder, save me..."

"help me……"

...

At this moment, in the void, screams came one after another.

"Stop it, boy, make them stop!"

Hearing the screams, the Second Elder and the Third Elder turned their heads, and saw that more than half of his 300 demon disciples who had consummated the Heavenly Status had already fallen.

And the remaining half, as if they had no strength to fight back, were surrounded by Xiaojiao's hundred-foot-long dragon body.

"stop?"

"Little Jiao, Wu Sheng, kill me!"

"Not one left!"

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and then a cold voice sounded in the void.

stop? it's out of the question!

Aren't these two old dogs going to slaughter them all?

Then he, Mo Wentian, doesn't mind being the first to act first!

"Yes, boss!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Now the three of Xiaojiao were killing Zhenghuan, and hearing Mo Wentian's stern shout, they all became more and more excited.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill you!"

In the eyes of He Yu and Xiao Ran, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless.

"Fire Cloud Phantom Palm!"

"Lightning Fist!"

With a sharp shout, the power on the two of them instantly increased several times.

With one palm and one punch, he shot again, and in the void, the palm suddenly swelled to the size of a hundred feet.

In the next moment, one turned into two, two turned into four, and then turned into sixty-four huge palms burning with fierce flames, before they stopped.

As for the Lightning Powerful Fist, its power has soared more than ten times at this moment, and the fist has also soared to the size of a hundred feet.

In the void, the power of the billowing flames and lightning is crazy and wanton, and it is terrifying and boundless when viewed from a distance.

"Not good, those two old guys have shot at the emperor again!"

"What a powerful force!"

"It's really disgusting. In the middle stage of the two heavenly monarchs, the battle against a big heavenly position is complete!"

...

Thousands of feet away from Tiancheng, those figures looked at the void, their eyes full of solemnity.

"Well done!"

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art..."

"Four elephants devour the sky!"

"Ho Ho..."

In an instant, Mo Wentian threw out four swords, and the four swords were in the void, transforming into four great beasts. The beasts stood proudly in the void, roaring wildly at the two of them.

"These are the four ancient beasts!"

Seeing the four great beasts standing proudly in the sky, Xiao Ran's eyes were full of surprise.

"Numberless!"

"Take my palm!"

But He Yu's eyes were full of coldness.