Chapter 851

"Boss, leave this to me!"

"Be careful yourself, this kid's power is so strong!"

Xiao Jiao's slightly worried voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind again.

"Boy, go to hell!"

"Suppression!"

At this moment, an extremely indifferent voice came.

I saw Xiao Jinghen holding the Yanding cauldron and throwing it directly at Mo Wentian.

"You want to hit me with a tripod?"

"ridiculous!"

When Mo Wentian saw this, the corner of his mouth curled up.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure stopped in place, the Heaven Devouring Sword in his hand, the bright light on the sword was extremely dazzling.

"What's the matter with this kid? Could it be that he was scared stupid?"

"I think so too. The Yan Ding is a late-stage king-level artifact, plus Xiao Jinghen is a strong man who is perfect on that day, this kid must be scared!"

"With such a disposition, I wonder if the Dark Lord was killed by this kid?"

"This kid should die!"

...

In the dark, the figures looked at the void and couldn't help talking.

Just when the cauldron was about to fall on Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared in place like lightning.

"What a weird move!"

"Where did that kid go? I just blinked my eyes, why did that kid disappear?"

...

Everyone watched Mo Wentian's figure disappear, their faces were full of shocking expressions.

"boom……"

The next moment, there was a violent sound, and Xiao Jinghen's cauldron directly hit the spot where Mo Wentian was just now.

As the cauldron fell to the ground, a raging fire ignited instantly on the ground, and a hole several tens of feet in size also appeared in front of everyone.

The expected screams did not resound, and only then did Xiao Jinghen realize that Mo Wentian was gone.

"Boy, if you have the guts, come out and have a good fight with me!"

"What's your skill in hiding like this?"

Xiao Jinghen glanced at the void, the killing intent in his eyes was extremely terrifying.

"Who said the emperor wants to hide?"

"How could I leave without killing you, Xiao Jinghen, die!"

An indifferent voice came, and a figure appeared in front of Xiao Jinghen.

That figure stood proudly in the void, and his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Sword breaks the sky!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian directly struck out with a sword, stabbing towards Xiao Jinghen's chest.

"Yan Ding, block!"

Looking at the sword that came in an instant, Xiao Jinghen's eyes narrowed slightly, and without the slightest hesitation, Yan Ding directly blocked it in front of his chest.

"Bang bang bang..."

At this moment, the sound of collisions awakened everyone, and everyone looked towards the center of the battle.

I saw a figure holding a hundred-foot-high Yanding cauldron flying backwards, and on the hundred-foot-high Yanding cauldron, a shocking sword mark was extremely eye-catching.

"this……"

"This is too scary, a sword actually cut the cracks in the late-stage king-level artifact Yan Ding!"

"Is this kid still human?"

...

One after another figure looked at the void, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Crack..."

At this moment, amidst the expressions of everyone, the hundred-foot-high Yan Ding suddenly rang out.

The next moment, I saw the hundred-foot magic cauldron shattered into two along the crack.

"This... is this impossible?"

"This is a late-stage king-level artifact. Your sword is so ordinary, you can't smash my artifact!"

There was no doubt in Xiao Jinghen's eyes.

Even if the Yanding cauldron was shattered along the sword mark cut by Mo Wentian, he still didn't believe that Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early stage of Tianjun, could actually cut his Yanding cauldron into pieces?

"Nothing is impossible!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen with cold and arrogant eyes.

"Boy, you smashed my Yan Ding, I will kill you!"

"I am going to kill you!"

Mo Wentian's cold and arrogant eyes seemed extremely ironic to Xiao Jinghen.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jinghen's eyes did not hide the murderous intent.

"If you want to kill me, you can't do anything to me even if you have a divine weapon!"

"Now that your artifact is shattered, do you think you can still kill me?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a treacherous arc, but his voice was extremely arrogant.

"Cracked?"

"Look quickly, the late-stage king-level artifact Yan Ding shattered, and was chopped to pieces by that boy Mo Wentian!"

"It's just too scary!"

...

Mo Wentian's cold and arrogant voice came, and the figures in the dark came back to their senses, muttering to themselves, but their eyes were full of absent-mindedness.

"ah……"

"Do not kill me!"

"ah……"

"No……"

"Brother Jinghen, save...help me!"

...

At this moment, there were screams and calls for help.

Hearing the words and following the sound, I saw that in the void, the Baizhang Tianlong looked at the seven disciples of the Yaozu, his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

In just one breath, the tens of feet in size tail was drawn directly towards the seven people.

"puff……"

"No……"

"help me!"

"die!"

The screams came to an abrupt end with the cold and boundless word death.

The disciples of the seven Heavenly Sovereigns of the Monster Clan in the middle and late stages all fell.

"This... this monster in the late stage of Tianjun is too scary!"

"Tianjun used one battle against seven in the later stage, and he beat all seven to death with one tail!"

"This is simply unheard of!"

"I think Xiao Jinghen has encountered a hard problem this time!"

...

Everyone looked at this scene and couldn't help but gasped.

"Boss, mission accomplished!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao turned into a small snake and landed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder, his face was full of joy.

"good!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, nodded and said in a deep voice.

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

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian with an extremely confident face.

Just now he whipped seven people to death with one tail, and the strength of these seven people is not weak, and some of them are even stronger than his cultivation base.

So at this moment Xiaojiao became a little erratic, especially when he heard the discussions in the dark, he became more and more arrogant.

"Didn't you just fight that kid Xiao Jing?"

"Why did you draw seven people in one tail?"

Seems to have remembered something, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Boss, I found out that Xiao Jing is the strongest person among the seven. As long as my dragon tail can beat Xiao Jing to death, wouldn't the others be dead too!"

"What's more, slapping one person with one tail is slapping, and slapping seven people is also slapping!"

"I just didn't expect that kid Xiao Jing to be so weak, my dragon swung his tail and smashed him to pieces!"

When Xiaojiao talked about this, his face was radiant, and his voice couldn't hide the excitement in his heart at the moment.

"Although your strength is good, if you want to fight against Xiao Jinghen, you are still a bit short!"

"You enter the Wentian Pavilion first, leave this kid to me, and I will deal with it quickly!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold glow rose, and he said coldly.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The next moment, the figure flashed and directly entered the Wentian Pavilion.