Chapter 827 Fighting Qihe

"In front of this emperor, you still want to escape!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and then a bead shining with mysterious light appeared in his hand.

"Red clothes, red clothes, nourishment is here!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he grabbed that golden light directly.

"Senior Brother Qi He, Senior Brother Qi Ran, save..."

"ah……"

Before the man's words of begging for mercy were finished, they turned into screams of pain.

He tried his best to escape towards Qi He and Qi Ran, but before he could escape to Qi He's side, Mo Wentian had already captured the golden body of the soul.

"Phantom Dzi Bead, devour!"

"Buzz..."

After firing out seal formulas one by one, terrifying suctions came from the magic dzi bead one after another.

These countless souls surged into the magic dzi bead like a tide.

In just a moment, all the power of the man's soul was swallowed by the magic dzi bead.

"Qi Bao is dead, Qi Bao was killed by this kid, and the golden body of the soul was swallowed by this kid!"

"Kill this kid to avenge Junior Brother Qi Bao!"

"kill him!"

...

The remaining three people finally recovered from their astonishment, looked at Mo Wentian in front of them, their eyes were extremely murderous.

"Tianhu Fist!"

"Deadly Lion Claw!"

...

There was a series of cold shouts, and the remaining three people directly slashed towards Mo Wentian again.

"One at a time is too much trouble!"

"Sword breaks the sky!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, he let out a cold drink, and struck again with his sword.

In just one breath, Mo Wentian's figure strangely transformed into nine figures in the void, and the nine figures did not kill Qihe.

Instead, he bypassed Qihe and went directly to kill the remaining two people.

"ah……"

"Senior brother Qihe, save me!"

"No……"

"This is impossible……"

A series of screams came, and Qi He came back to his senses.

But it was already too late now, as soon as he turned around, he saw those two figures fell to the ground, and there was also a deep bone wound on their chests.

Blood flowed from the wounds, but the vitality on their bodies had disappeared.

"Phantom Dzi Bead!"

"Swallow!"

"Buzz..."

With a cold drink, the Huan Tianzhu appeared in Mo Wentian's hands again.

In just one breath, the Huan Tianzhu devoured the two souls.

"Boy, you actually beheaded three brothers of my orc clan, I want to kill you!"

Qi He's eyes were full of surprise, but in the next moment, the coldness in his eyes suddenly rose sharply.

Although Mo Wentian beheaded and killed three of them, in Qi He's view, this was just a coincidence.

He didn't believe that Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early stage of Tianjun, could kill him, a strong man in the late stage of Tianjun.

"Don't worry, I will send you to reunite with them soon!"

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

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

"Tianhu Fist!"

The killing intent in Qi He's eyes was terribly boundless, and he punched Mo Wentian directly with a terrifying punch.

"Tianhu Fist?"

"This emperor also has punches. I don't want to bully you, so I want to play boxing with you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and arrogant, and his voice was extremely cold.

In the next instant, the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword disappeared into Mo Wentian's hands. Mo Wentian's palm formed a fist, and he directly greeted the punch in the void.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the void, collision sounds came one after another.

After the collision, Mo Wentian's body was still standing in place, but Qi He's body had already retreated several feet.

"What a strong physique!"

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Qi He's eyes were full of surprise.

"uh-huh……"

In the next moment, there was a muffled snort, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"So what if you are physically strong, your cultivation is not as good as mine, you still can't beat me!"

"Tianhu Fist: Killing blow!"

In Qi He's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless, he shouted coldly, only to see him punch again and strike again.

This punch was many times stronger than before, and following his punch, behind him, there seemed to be a phantom of an ancient Tianhu.

Tianhu's power was overwhelming.

"The emperor wants you to taste my fist!"

"Shenlong Fist!"

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and an indifferent voice sounded in the void.

Above Mo Wentian's fist, the Shenlong roared out, directly hitting the phantom of the Tianhu in the void.

"Boom..."

In the void, the phantom of that day tiger collapsed in an instant.

"boom……"

In the next moment, Qi He's figure was seen flying upside down.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Qi He's mouth, and his face was even more icy cold at this moment.

It is a disgrace that he, a strong man in the late stage of Tianjun, was beaten like this by Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early stage of Tianjun!

"Boy, you must have exhausted all your strength to block my attack just now. I want to see how you can block my strike!"

Qi He looked at Mo Wentian with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Blocked your blow and exhausted all your strength?"

Mo Wentian gave Qi He a helpless look, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and the disdain in his voice could not be concealed.

Mo Wentian didn't know why this person was so confident. He didn't use the Heaven Devouring Sword just now, and he had already suffered internal injuries with his punch.

This person even arrogantly threatened to kill him!

"Boy, die!"

Qi He stood up, his eyes froze for a moment, and the next moment, he saw Qi He strike again with a palm.

With this palm shot, the void was shattered directly, and the devilish energy was billowing, spreading rapidly with Qihe as the center.

"Boom..."

Terrible demonic energy condenses crazily in the void.

The next moment, I saw a huge palm of several tens of feet formed in the void.

"Boy, with this palm, you must die!"

In Qi He's eyes, there was indifference.

This palm was already his full blow, and it was also his strongest blow. He firmly believed that Mo Wentian would die under this palm!

"Devil God Palm!"

"In front of this emperor, he is nothing but scum!"

Mo Wentian looked at the giant palm surging with demonic energy in the void, his eyes were calm.

The next moment, Mo Wentian punched again and greeted that giant palm.

"Ants, in this tiankeng, this emperor is not easy to use, go up and beat this emperor and you will die happily!"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.

In this tiankeng, there is still something Mo Wentian wants, he doesn't want to ruin this tiankeng because of this ants.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he went directly to the outside of the tiankeng.

"Boy, you are still going to die outside of the sinkhole!"

With a cold drink, Qi He's figure flashed and quickly followed.

"boom……"

Punches and palms collided violently, and the void was directly shattered.

Endless void turbulence surged out.

"Pfft..."

Qi He's body flew upside down again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth again.