"Died miserably?"

"Maybe!"

Mo Wentian couldn't help laughing at the murderous Xiaoyue trace in the void.

"Maybe?"

"Boy, you're just the perfect state of the great throne. I'm the strong man in the middle of the emperor. With a pinch, you'll be crushed to pieces. In my eyes, you're just an ant!"

Xiao Yuecheng's voice was extremely fierce.

"In that case, how dare you fight against this emperor?"

Don't ask the sky, looking at the arrogant boundless Xiao Yue trace in the void, indifferent way.

"Just you and me?"

"Hahaha..."

Hearing that Mo Wentian wanted to fight with him alone, Xiao Yuecheng laughed wildly.

The great throne made a successful engagement with the middle of the emperor of heaven. This is not to seek death. What is it?

"Yes, just me and you!"

Don't ask in the eyes of heaven, cold and arrogant.

"Boy, it's too much to measure your strength. Ben Jun is the chief disciple of the demon clan. Just fight with me with your cultivation?"

"Ben Jun can crush you with one finger!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yuecheng said arrogantly.

"A finger pinches me to death?"

Mo Wentian's eyes are indifferent. Beside Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao and others are sneering.

Don't ask the cultivation of heaven, although it is only great and perfect, but don't ask the cultivation of heaven, how can it be measured by simple cultivation.

"Dare to fight?"

"If you don't fight, get out of heaven and go back to your demon clan!"

Looking at Xiao Yue trace, don't ask the indifferent way of the sky.

"Arrogant mole ants, elder martial brother Xiao, are you qualified to challenge? If you want to die, I can kill you!"

Suddenly, a coquettish voice came.

The next moment, Deng Jiaoyue stepped forward and looked at Mo Wentian. Deng Jiaoyue's eyes were full of contempt.

The sky is perfect, not to mention Xiao Yuecheng. Even her palm is enough to smash.

"Early days of the emperor?"

Looking at Deng Jiaoyue, don't ask Tianjian to frown, as if Deng Jiaoyue in front of you was not qualified to fight.

"You are not qualified!"

Don't ask the eyes of heaven, rise a touch of king like contempt.

In the early days of the emperor, don't ask heaven, but now it's really not in your eyes. The purple emperor's body has broken through to perfection, and don't ask heaven's current combat power is at least comparable to the mid-term state of the emperor.

"Arrogance!"

In Deng Jiaoyue's eyes, the cold soared.

Mo Wentian is really arrogant. First he satirized her in public, and now he despised her like this, which is simply unbearable.

At the moment, Deng Jiaoyue couldn't help her anger.

"Glazed blood fan!"

With a cold drink, a bloody fan appeared in Deng Jiaoyue's hand.

The next moment, Deng Jiaoyue flew directly towards Mo Wentian with a fan.

"Blood fan formula!"

"Sweep the sky!"

Jiao Zha's voice rang out, and blood colored divine patterns instantly rose on Deng Jiaoyue's Glazed blood fan.

This glazed blood fan has reached the level of level 4 peak artifact!

As the divine pattern rose, layers of colored glass light instantly surrounded and rose. The colored glass blood fan, strange and boundless, rushed directly at Mo Wentian.

"Death!"

Mo Wentian's side, Xiao Jiao instantly stood in front of Mo Wentian, and the cold in his eyes soared.

"Boss, I'm looking for someone to practice my skills. Leave this girl to me!"

The next moment, Xiao Jiao's cold voice rang out in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Little earthworm, how dare you be so arrogant to this girl! Get out!"

Deng Jiaoyue looked at the small Jiao in front of her, and her voice could not hide her contempt.

The empty little Jiao is just a little snake, and the breath on his body is just the perfect state of the great heaven.

In the eyes of the emperor and the strong, the consummation of the great heaven is just a mole of ants.

"Chick, how dare you tell Grandpa Xiao Jiao to get out? I think you are itchy and owe it to clean up!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao's eyes instantly became angry.

This woman dares to satirize that he is a small earthworm, which is a great shame for him, the supreme dragon!

"The itchy skin needs cleaning up?"

"Little earthworm, today I will let you taste my glass blood fan!"

Deng Jiaoyue's eyes were full of ferocity.

The glazed blood fan in her hand flew directly towards Xiaojiao.

"Chick, Grandpa, I've given you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, I'll let you taste your grandpa Xiaojiao!"

Looking at Deng Jiaoyue who came in an instant, Xiao Jiao's eyes were cold and arrogant.

Although Deng Jiaoyue's cultivation is better than him, if he really fights, Xiao Jiao has enough confidence, and it must be him who finally falls, not him.

"Try your power?"

"How dare a little earthworm be so arrogant and die in front of this girl!"

Deng Jiaoyue shouted angrily, with a ferocious face.

This terrible fan fell, and she seemed to have seen the scene that Xiao Jiao was cut into two parts by her.

Looking at the scarlet fan flying, Xiao Jiao's eyes also raised a touch of war.

Now his cultivation has broken through to the perfect state of the great heaven. He is looking for someone to practice his hand. Deng Jiaoyue, who is in front of him, has just arrived at the beginning of Tianjun's cultivation. Practice his hand for him, just right!

"Chick, if you want to kill your grandpa me, you're a little tender!"

Just when the glazed blood fan was about to fall on Xiaojiao, Xiaojiao's body suddenly rose to the sky.

"Ho ho..."

The figure turned into a dragon, with a golden body hundreds of feet in size, rolling with authority, and the terrible evil spirit vibrated in the void.

That breath is comparable to the early days of the emperor.

"Xiaojiao, be careful!"

Although Mo Wentian knew clearly in his heart that there was no problem for Xiao Jiao to fight the early days of Tianjun.

But Deng Jiaoyue has a glass blood fan in his hand, which is a king level peak artifact. Don't ask the sky or can't help but remind him.

"Boss, don't worry!"

"This chick, I can handle it!"

Mo Wentian's voice rang out in his mind. Xiao Jiao smiled calmly and answered firmly.

"Lord Xiao Jiao has shot again!"

"Xiao Jiao's authority is so strong that his breath is comparable to the realm of the emperor of heaven!"

"Lord Xiao Jiao is sure to win!"

……

In Tiancheng, the figures looked at the small Jiaos transformed into dragons and couldn't help but praise them.

Looking at Xiao Jiao's incarnation of Jackie Chan, Deng Jiaoyue's eyes flashed a cold light.

"It's not a small earthworm, it's a big earthworm!"

"But what about the big earthworm? Under the girl's glass blood fan, it still dies!"

In Deng Jiaoyue's eyes, anger soared, and Jiao Zha's voice rang through the sky of the whole Tiancheng.

In the next moment, he accelerated his speed and went to kill Xiaojiao.

"You're not qualified to kill me, chick!"

But just when Deng Jiaoyue's fan was about to fall on Xiao Jiao, Xiao Jiao's cold and arrogant voice suddenly sounded in the void.

The next moment, I saw the small Jiao figure flash, mysteriously disappeared in situ.

"Where are the earthworms?"

"Where is the earthworm?"

In the void, the voice of shock and anger came.

In the void, the figure of Xiao Jiao seemed to disappear out of thin air, and there was no trace at all.

"This earthworm, how fast!"

Even the Xiaoyue trace in the middle of Tianjun couldn't help sighing.