Chapter 792: Come back

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Chapter 792
"What's wrong with your Jiaer?"
Looking at Mo Wentian's dislike of the extreme, the elder Deng Tian raised a bad hunch in his heart and said with a harsh expression on his face.
"Old man, don't worry, I'm not interested in women who look disgusted when they look at it!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wishful evil smile, and his voice was full of disapproval.
"Are you not interested?"
"Then where's my Jiaerer, quickly hand over my Jiaerer!"
In Deng Tian's eyes, the killing intention was crazy and turbulent, as if the next moment, he was about to shoot.
"I'm not interested, but it doesn't mean that this emperor will let her go!"
"Now that you have Jiuyou, how can you go back!"
Mo Wentian looked at Deng Tian in front of him, and a cold cold mang rose in his eyes, his voice was even more arrogant.
"No reason to go back?"
Suddenly, Deng Tian's eyes were full of suspicion.
"Boy, what the did you do to my Jiaer?"
The old man froze slightly, returning to God, drinking coldly.
"Certainly killed!"
Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of cold and arrogant unparalleled.
"killed?"
"Boy, you killed Elder's daughter!"
"Elder Ben wants you to pay your life! Pay your life!"
"The demon sword!"
"cut!"
In the void, the old man's face was angry.
Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, the old man couldn't help it anymore, and shot directly at Mo Wentian.
"Buzz ..."
Void trembled, a peerless sword rising in the void.
Then came a terrible spirit of demon.
"No, it's the Demon Sword Realm!"
"Rewind ..."
...
Behind Mo Wentian, the looks of Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng changed dramatically.
In the void, I saw the trembling void, cracks appeared, as if something was torn apart, looks terrible!
"Tianjun's Demon Sword God Realm?"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"dead!"
The old man's eyes were a bit horrible cold.
The countless morals, as if from the endless demon realm, the demon lines above burned a blue flame.
From a distance, it looks weird.
"Buzz ..."
The next moment, in the void, the demon blade disappeared instantly.
At the same time, Mo Wentian only felt that a dangerous breath came.
"Boss, be careful!"
"Roar ..."
"Hmm ..."
A crisp sound of collision came, and I saw in the void, at this moment Xiaoyan turned into a peerless dragon, blocking Mo Wentian's chest.
The next moment, Xiao's body flew straight upside down.
"puff……"
There was blood in Xiao's mouth.
In the void, the demon sword flashed away.
"Master Xiaoyan is injured!"
"Lady King!"
"So strong!"
...
Beyond the sky and the sky, Chi Xiao and others were shocked and anxious in their eyes.
The demon sword was unpredictable, and even Xiaojun, who was in the early days of Jun, was slashed with a stab, and he suffered a minor injury.
Who among the Jiuyou can stop Deng Tian, ​​the elder of the monster?
"Small sister, stand back!"
Mo Wentian looked at the little cricket who was injured in front of him, his eyes flashed endlessly.
"Okay, boss!"
"I'll ask the practice in Tiange first, and I'll come out to help you when I recover!"
Mo Wentian's voice sounded in his mind, Xiao Yan quickly whispered.
Then the figure flickered and disappeared in place.
"the host!"
"Old ancestor!"
Behind Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng, looking at Mo Wentian, a look of worry rose in his eyes.
Do you think that innocence can block Deng Tian, ​​the elder elder in front of you?
"Kill me the demon tribe Tianjiao, kill me Jiaoer, kill my demon trinity!"
"dead!"
In the void, the cold voice sounded again.
When the old man waved, the demon sword disappeared again.
"not good!"
"Zi Di Jun Shen!"
"Stop me!"
"boom……"
Watching the demon sword in the void disappear again, Mo Wentian instantly pinched a sword tactic.
Sky Devouring Sword fell directly into Mo Wentian's hands. The rolling sword's elemental force surged out, and the power on the Sky Devouring Sword suddenly skyrocketed at this moment.
At the same time, a deep purple light rose from Mo Wentian's body.
The emperor Zidi was cast out by Mo Wentian.
"boom……"
A fierce collision came, Mo Wentian just felt as if his body had hit a huge mountain of gods.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's body flew straight upside down.
"puff……"
In the mouth of Mo Wentian, a spurt of blood spurted out.
The deep purple light on his body faded at this moment.
The power of the Emperor Zidi and the Devouring Sword is directly related to the cultivation of Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian's cultivation is really bad. The sky is perfect. How can you stop the strong man in the late days?
Under Deng Tian's demon sword, Mo Wentian is already very good!
"Late of Heaven ..."
Mo Wentian stood up from the ground, his eyes flashed endlessly.
"Da Tian's successful ants actually blocked the elder's blow?"
Seeing Mo Wentian stood up, Deng Tian's eyes rose with a clear surprise.
The great sky is perfect, blocking the late Tianjun, how terrible it is!
You have to know that Da Tianwei satisfactorily sat in front of Tianjun in the early days, and could be pinched to death, let alone in front of the strong man in the later days of Tianjun.
"Old guy, only come at this time, Bendi wants to send you and your daughter away!"
"But you are coming too slowly!"
Looking at Deng Tian, ​​Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.
"Coming too slowly?"
Deng Tian's face was stunned.
In addition to the ten thousand feet of the city, the six disciples of the Jiuyou clan are also full of loss.
Coming too slowly?
Mo Wentian, is this waiting for the demons to arrive?
"Elder, kill him!"
"Kill him to take revenge for Miss!"
"Kill this kid!"
...
Behind Deng Tian, ​​a group of apprentice disciples shouted wildly.
Listening to the voices clamoring to kill Mo Wentian, beyond the limit.
"Boss, kill this old dog!"
"Emperor, kill him, and kill all of their demons!"
"Yes, ancestors, they want to destroy my Nine Yous, so we will kill all of them!"
...
Chi Xiao and others looked at the void and said nothing to be outdone.
"Arrogant boy, do you think I'm too slow to make you live too long?"
In the void, Deng Tian looked at Mo Wentian and said with a dark face.
"Live too long?"
Mo Wentian raised his mouth slightly.
"I think you live too long!"
In the eyes of Mo Wentian, Leng Ao is unparalleled.
"Bite your sword!"
"The sword is breaking!"
With a cold drink, the Devouring Heavens Sword trembled madly in Mo Wentian's hands. At this moment, the breath on Mo Wentian was skyrocketing.
It was just a moment of effort. The breath on Mo Wentian was already comparable to that of the early days of Tianjun.