Chapter 803: The Fall of Deng Tian

Both his legs and feet were cut off by Mo Wentian, and blood spurted out from his body.

At this moment, there was only fear in his heart, and he even forgot that he was a strong man who had completed Tianjun, while Mo Wentian was just a warrior who had just broken through the early stages of Tianjun.

"Old Ancestor is really scary!"

"This great elder of the monster race has a miserable end!"

"With the ancestor here, I seem to have seen the future glory of our Jiuyou clan!"

...

Beyond the sky city, in the eyes of the Jiuyou clan disciples, each and every one of them was astonished and delighted.

The warriors in the early days of Tianjun can scare the great elders of the demon clan and the strong men in the later stages of Tianjun to such a degree. In the entire ancient ruins, there is probably only Mo Wentian in front of him.

"Old guy, now that your feet are gone, what else do you want to use to kill me?"

Mo Wentian stepped on Deng Tian's back, leaned over to look at Deng Tian, ​​his eyes were full of indifference and arrogance.

"Boy, I am the Great Elder of the Monster Race. If you kill me, the Monster Race will not let you go!"

"Master Demon King will not let you go!"

"You can't kill me..."

In Deng Tian's eyes, there was panic.

Being looked at by Mo Wentian like this, he seemed to have a feeling that he was being watched by the god of death.

"do you know?"

"What I dislike the most is being threatened!"

Mo Wentian let out a cold shout, and couldn't help but increase the strength of his feet.

Being stepped on by Mo Wentian like this, Deng Tian's whole body trembled, he wanted to resist, but at this moment he didn't have the courage to resist.

Mo Wentian, it was too scary!

With such means and such strength, he is simply not a human being, but a monster!

"I……"

In Deng Tian's eyes, the fear grew deeper and deeper.

At this moment, he saw the killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes, an extremely terrifying killing intent.

"Flame Thunder Sword!"

"Although the king-level initial stage artifact is a bit inferior, it is still good for playing with!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the Yanlei Sword beside him.

The corner of his mouth slightly raised, a faint voice sounded, Mo Wentian moved his fingers, and Mo Wentian held the Yanlei Sword in his hand.

"This is my sword!"

"Give me back my sword!"

Seeing Mo Wentian snatch the Yanlei Sword away, Deng Tian shouted in panic.

In order to obtain the Yanlei Sword, he even sent his own daughter Deng Jiaoyue to serve the beast owner for a month before the beast owner rewarded him!

Thinking of this, Deng Tian's eyes were extremely crazy.

"Is this knife yours?"

"It might have belonged to you just now, but it will soon belong to the Emperor!"

Looking at Deng Tian in front of him, Mo Wentian chuckled, and then wiped the sword with his hand, and the imprint of Deng Tian's soul on the Yanlei Sword was instantly erased by Mo Wentian.

The Yanlei Sword, which was still struggling a bit, fell into Mo Wentian's hands in an incomparably quiet manner at this moment.

"mine……"

"My Flame Thunder Sword!"

Deng Tian's eyes were full of shock.

At this moment, Yan Leijian had completely lost contact with him.

That's a month's worth of Deng Jiaoyue...

It was exchanged, but now Mo Wentian just snatched it away!

"What is your sword, now it belongs to the emperor!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian stepped on it again.

"ah……"

"Boy, kill me!"

"kill me!"

Deng Tian's begging for mercy resounded in the void.

Deng Tian's mind has been completely defeated at this moment.

Deng Jiaoyue died, his Yanlei Sword was taken away by Mo Wentian, he was chopped off by Mo Wentian, and he was trampled on the ground heavily.

His dignity, his pride, everything about him, were all trampled underfoot by Mo Wentian!

"In the later stage of Tianjun, your strength is still useful to this emperor!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

"God Devouring Art!"

"Swallow!"

Looking at Deng Tian, ​​Mo Wentian directly activated the Heaven Devouring Art.

The next moment, a powerful and boundless suction came from Mo Wentian's palm.

"This is……"

"ah……"

Deng Tian roared crazily, the energy in his body was swallowed by Mo Wentian alive, and the breath in his body was dropping rapidly.

"Noisy!"

Mo Wentian let out a cold drink, his eyes flickering with coldness.

Immediately, he stepped up his efforts, Deng Tian's whole body was completely swallowed by Mo Wentian, not even his soul escaped.

"Boss..."

"Brother Wentian..."

"Emperor..."

"Old Ancestor..."

...

At some point, Chi Xiao and the others had come to Mo Wentian's side, staring at Mo Wentian with concern in their eyes.

"I'm fine!"

A gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said in a deep voice.

"Emperor, has your cultivation reached the early stage of Tianjun?"

"Old Ancestor, you were simply too powerful just now!"

...

In Tiancheng, the figures looked at Mo Wentian with joy.

"This emperor has just made a breakthrough, and with the addition of a big battle, he needs a stable breath!"

"Xiaojiao, Huantian is my emperor's guardian!"

Mo Wentian could clearly feel the qi and blood in his body fluctuating endlessly, an incomparably cold light rose in his eyes, and said coldly.

"Yes, boss!"

"Yes, boss!"

The figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian appeared beside Mo Wentian in an instant, their eyes glistening.

"Brother Wentian, I will also protect the law for you!"

"Protect the Dharma for the Emperor!"

"Protect the law for the ancestor!"

...

In Tiancheng, one after another cold shouts sounded, all warriors sat down cross-legged and surrounded Mo Wentian tightly.

"Chi Xiao, Wu Sheng!"

"Emperor!"

"Owner!"

Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, the figures of Chi Xiao and Wu Sheng appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Lead the disciples to deal with all the corpses of those Yaozu disciples, and then all go to practice!"

Mo Wentian looked at the excited figures in front of him, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Brother Wentian, I..."

...

One after another figure, although a little reluctant, still retreated.

"The patriarch is really terrible. It is the strongest in the early stage of Tianjun and the late stage of Tianjun!"

"He even beheaded Tianjun, such a talent can be called a monster!"

"That is, that is, our emperor is an invincible existence. In this ancient ruins, there are so many people who want to kill the emperor, but in my opinion, the person who can kill the emperor has not yet been born. ?”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

...

One after another figures left in a mighty way, and the entire Tiancheng was full of discussions.

Looking at the backs of those leaving one after another, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly.

"If you want to become the king of the ancient ruins, there is still a long way to go!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, falling into cultivation.

Huantian and Xiaojiao, a dragon and a demon, guarded Mo Wentian's left and right sides, and their faces were extremely indifferent.