Chapter 1109: Conquer twelve people

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Chapter 1109 Conquer Twelve
"Not good, this guy shot again!"
"Good power, rewind!"
"This boy is really terrible!"
"Quit the ring, or we will end up like the warriors on the ring!"
...
Watching Mo Wentian slashing towards them, every figure came back to God instantly.
Without the slightest hesitation, the subconsciously receded under the ring.
"It's too late to run away!"
"Dead!"
Looking at the wildly escaping figures, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, a sword shot directly, and fell towards the remaining 350 figures.
"what……"
"Do not……"
"what……"
...
As Mo Wentian's sword fell, all screams rang out instantly.
"Bang bang ..."
Immediately, each figure fell directly to the ground.
A strong smell spread instantly.
In an instant, in front of the entire Huayue Commercial Bank, the corpse was everywhere, and the blood flowed into the river, and even the entire Yantai was dyed bright red at this moment.
In the end, there were only twelve figures on the entire ring. Although these twelve figures still had breath on their bodies, they were not far from death.
"Dead, all dead!"
"A thousand disciples, all the kings of the King of Heaven are dead, and only these twelve Kings of God are successful!"
There was a strong smell. At the highest point of Huayue Commercial Bank, the fiery red shadow was full of shock in his eyes.
"Miss, this kid is really terrible!"
"I look at the next lot, we still don't want to do it, I will ask the owner to come!"
The woman in black looked at the arrogant figure above the ring, with a cold flash in her eyes and a deep voice.
"No!"
"My dad is in retreat recently. Don't disturb!"
Wen Yan said, Mu Ruxue said quickly.
"Miss ..."
The woman in black still wanted to say something, but looking at Mu Ruxue, she didn't say anything.
"Uranus is indeed still Uranus!"
"They are all dead, but you are still alive!"
Mo Wentian looked at the twelve figures in front of him, his mouth slightly raised, and a wicked smile spread instantly.
The next moment, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian stepped towards the twelve figures step by step.
Among the twelve figures, there is the familiar figure, Liu Sheng.
Every step of Mo Wentian's walk seemed to fall on the hearts of the remaining twelve warriors.
Every step closer made them feel a breath of death, approaching them infinitely.
"you……"
"What do you want to do?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Liu Sheng shivered.
At this moment, there was no murderous look on his face, only a look of terror.
"What do I want to do?"
"What do you want me to do?"
Mo Wentian did not answer directly, but the evil smile in his mouth became more wanton, and he did not answer the question.
"I……"
"you……"
"You don't kill me!"
For a long time, Liu Sheng shivered, but finally he uttered a few words from his mouth.
"Don't kill you?"
He murmured in his mouth, Mo Wentian approached Liu Sheng step by step, his eyes, looking at Liu Sheng, Jun face was full of cold and proud look.
"Yeah, don't kill us!"
"As long as you don't kill us, we will do whatever you want us to do!"
"We don't need any of the remaining eight lots!"
"Don't kill us!"
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At this moment, the eleven remaining figures came back to God, and quickly began to ask for mercy.
"Without killing you, are you really willing to do anything for your emperor?"
After hearing the words, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, a bright light rose in his eyes, a cough, and an indifferent way.
"Yes, yes, as long as you don't kill us, we are willing to do everything!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, one after another, without any hesitation, almost nodded in unison.
"well!"
"Then please let go of God, and let the emperor leave a mark of the soul and soul, and be an honest dog!"
Looking at the twelve pleading figures in front of me, the radian of the corners of his mouth grew thicker and a little bit of evil.
What the Kingdom of Devourers lacks now is strength. Although the twelve people in front of them are seriously injured, they will recover soon.
As long as their cultivation is restored, it will be the twelve heavenly kings who are successful. Do you ask Tiantian that you will not miss the opportunity to enhance the strength of the Kingdom of Devourers?
"Relax, be a dog? This kid is too arrogant!"
"In the middle of a little Heavenly King, how could he make the twelve Heavenly Kings successful as dogs?"
"Will these twelve Heavenly Kings succeed?"
"If these twelve Heavenly Kings have promised to be the kid's dog, the next eight lots seem to be doomed to us!"
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With Mo Wentian's remarks, under the ring, countless warriors immediately discussed.
"Relax, be a dog?"
"This……"
"Relax, our lives and deaths are in his hands, this ..."
"But if we don't let go of God, what's waiting for us is death in the next second!"
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As Mo Wentian said this, the twelve figures secretly talked.
"Ben's patience is not good!"
"Three breaths for you to consider. After three breaths, if you don't let go, you can't blame the emperor!"
There was a sound of argument, and Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and cold.
"One……"
"I want to be happy!"
"I'm willing to let go!"
"Don't kill us, we are willing to be your dog!"
Mo Wentian hadn't finished counting one breath, and the voices of begging for mercy came quickly.
"Yes, Not Bad!"
"Your dogs are pretty acquaintances!"
"Let's be happy!"
Mo Wentian looked at the disciples of Tianniu in front of him and said coldly.
For the people of the Tianniu tribe, Mo Wentian now has no good feelings. If these people do not want to be their own slaves, he doesn't mind killing them all.
"Yes, yes, let's go!"
"Let's let go!"
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Hearing that the twelve figures released their minds instantly.
"Shin of God!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian coldly sang, and one by one in his hands.
As each of these seals came out, in the void, countless seals came together into a simple and boundless slave character.
Above the slave characters, there is a simple and boundless breath.
"to make!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and in the void, twelve slave characters fell towards the eyebrows of the twelve figures.
"what……"
"what……"
...
With the slave characters in their brows, the twelve figures rolled on the ground instantly.
As if they were suffering tremendous pain at this moment.
A quarter of an hour later, twelve figures rose from the ground.
"Meet the master!"
"Meet the master!"
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Looking at Mo Wentian, the twelve figures quickly bowed down and worshiped at Mo Wentian, with respectful words.