Chapter 1459: Have you lost before you hit?

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Chapter 1459 Have You Lost Before You Shoot?
The next moment, Youzhan was holding a war halberd and beheaded directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Old miscellaneous, Bendi will let you know soon, you or me dead!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian was unwilling to be outdone, and the breath on his body suddenly skyrocketed.
At the moment of the Dragon Seal of the Divine Dragon, the peerless Shenlong seemed to understand the words of Mo Wentian, and even hovered frantically in the void.
"Roar ..."
Immediately, the hundred-foot-long Shenlong snarled at the battle.
"This mighty dragon is so powerful!"
"I'm afraid this artifact has reached the level of the early emperor!"
Looking at the roaring peerless Divine Dragon in the Void Sky, in the eyes of Youzhan, a flash of cold mang flashed.
Unable to say why, at this moment, a bad hunch came up in his mind.
But the next moment, when You Zhan thought of Mo Wentian's cultivation, the confidence in his eyes skyrocketed.
"Boy, even if you have the artifact of the early imperial rank, today you will become the undead soul of my dragon halberd!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Youzhan said coldly.
Said, Youzhe did not hesitate, holding the Youlong War Halberd, and fell directly towards Mowen Tian.
"Old miscellaneous, just because you want to kill me, you're afraid you want too much!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed.
Watching the faint battle that was beheaded towards himself, Mo Wentian quickly made countless seals on the seal of the Dragon Dragon Seal.
As Mo Wentian shot one by one, the peerless dragon of the hundred feet in the void opened his abyss and greeted him directly toward the battle.
That look, it seems to be swallowing you.
In fact, the shape of the dragon in the seal of the dragon is far more than a hundred feet in size, and it has reached a terrible size.
But at this moment in front of the secret room of the Youlong clan, space is limited, Mo Wentian just let the shape of the Shenlong be controlled to the size of a hundred feet.
"Good job!"
"Little reptile, what the patriarch hates the most is the same as the patriarch, wait for me to chop you first, then chop the kid!"
Looking at the Shenlong welcoming towards him, Youzhan's eyes flashed a cold glance.
The next moment, the figure flickered, holding the Youlong Halberd, and fell directly towards the Shenlong.
"boom……"
"Hmm ..."
A fierce collision came, and the dragon's halberd was on the dragon's scales, and a spark came out.
A figure flew upside down.
"Huh ..."
Immediately, a muffled hum came, and a spit of blood spewed out of You Zhan's mouth.
Apparently, in the collision just now, You Zhan has been injured.
The opposite Shenlong, at this moment, seemed as if nothing had happened, and looked indifferent.
What's more, the power of Shenlong at this moment is even more soaring.
It seems that Shenlong, the more powerful the Vietnam War.
When fighting in front of the secret room, countless disciples of the Youlong tribe suddenly made a noise.
"This battle seems to be in the direction of the back room!"
"The emperor should have entered the back room!"
"A force in the war just now seems to be the patriarch!"
"Is the patriarch already out of customs?"
"When the patriarch comes out of the customs, he must have known about the young master being beheaded and killed by the emperor. This patriarch must return to the emperor for revenge!
...
The countless disciples of the Youlong tribe have a terrifying look in their eyes.
I can't say why, although the talents had not surrendered to Mo Wentian for a short time, but at this moment, their hearts were hoping for this war, and the one who finally won was Mo Wutian.
And just when the outside world was talking hot, in front of the Chamber of Secrets.
Mo Wentian watched the figure that flew upside down slightly, with a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help raising a wicked smile.
Immediately, Mo Wentian stepped forward and walked towards the quiet battle.
"Old miscellaneous, Bendi is right!"
"The Emperor hasn't come out yet. You can't even fight the war spirit of the Emperor's artifact. You are threatening to kill the Emperor. Are you funny?"
Watching Youzhan, Mo Wentian satirically said.
"Yes, old miscellaneous, you are simply funny!"
"The patriarch of the dignified Youlong tribe, whose strength is comparable to that of the emperor's perfection, threatened to kill a strongman who fulfilled the condition of the emperor.
"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard!"
As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Xiao Xiao aside, a figure flashed, also fell in front of Youzhan.
Watching Youzhan, Xiao Yan said sarcastically.
"Boy, you are so abominable!"
"Not only you, but even your little reptile, dare to laugh at this patriarch in such a way, today I fight quietly and vow to kill you!"
Listening to Mo Wentian and Xiaoyu's words, a horrible and boundless killing intention rose instantly in the heart of Youzhan.
The next moment, Youzhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and in those eyes, the killing intention was terrible.
If the eyes can kill people, I am afraid that Mo Wentian in front of me has been beheaded countless times.
"Old miscellaneous, in fact, your strength is still good, if you are acquaintances, this emperor can consider not killing you!"
Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something, Mo Wentian flashed a light, cold voice.
"Boy, I know what you mean, you want to subject your clan chief, this is impossible!"
"You slayed my only Yuer and conquered you Yulong tribe. You even want me to surrender. Don't even think about it!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Youzhan instantly understood.
The look changed instantly, looking at Mo Wentian, his face cold.
At the same time, the body of Youzhan's breath rose again.
"Old miscellaneous, do you know?"
"Many people have told Bendi that he will not submit to him, but do you know how it turned out?"
After hearing the words, Mo Wentian didn't get angry, but just took a step forward and looked at Youzhan, his mouth smiled more and more.
"What happened?"
The battle was almost a subconscious blurt.
"Without exception, all are subject to the feet of the Emperor!"
"And begging for surrender!"
"Old miscellaneous, Bendi gives you a chance, you do not treasure it, when you begged Bendi to surrender, Bendi will not be so polite!"
Mo Wentian's expression froze instantly, and the deep voice was extremely cold.
"Boy, let's have your dream!"
"You Dragon Halberd!"
"Come again!"
And at this moment, in the eyes of You Zhan, the killing intention suddenly skyrocketed.
The next moment, there was no hesitation in the battle, and the figure flickered into the void.
"not good!"
"This old mess is actually playing with me!"
With the vanishing figure disappearing, Mo Wentian just felt a terrible breath and swept towards him.