Chapter 1742: Never give up until the Yellow River

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Chapter 1742: Unstoppable Until The Yellow River
"Eight apes!"
The next moment, there was a flash of coldness in the eyes of the gibbons, and the figure flashed, and I saw in the void that there was only one gibbons, but at this moment there were eight things in his hands.
The breath of the eight-armed ape is exactly the same as that of Mo Wentian.
Not just the same appearance, all the breath is the same.
With a sigh of anger, the figure of the eight gibbons in the void moved quickly.
Immediately, in the void, the figure of the eight gibbons was actually located in eight directions, and a violent force bounded towards Mo Wentian.
"not good!"
"This monkey actually showed a clone!"
The rolling force came to suppress, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light, a secret way in his heart.
These eight violent breaths are divided into eight directions, and they are shrouded towards Mo Wentian.
For a moment, Mo Wentian was really unbearable.
"Huh ..."
A snorting sound, blood dripped from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
"Boy, this Octopus has a clone, so does your boy!"
Just then, a familiar voice came.
This voice is the voice of the old man of ancient books.
"Yes!"
"Shadow clone!"
Listening to the reminder from the old man of ancient books, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a flash of light, and his face rose instantly.
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian also flickered directly.
The next moment, I saw Mo Wutian's figure in the void turned into nine, and the breath of the nine Mo Wentian was exactly the same.
Even the old man who has been following Mo Wentian for a long time, at this moment can't tell which one is Mo Wentian's true body.
"Boy, you ..."
"You're going to be a twin?"
"However you will become a avatar. When this seat was in the middle of Tianzun, but with the great strength of the eight monkeys, it killed the strong in the later days of Tianzun."
"Even if you have a clone, you are not your opponent at all!"
Looking at Mo Wentian's figure also turned into nine, in the eyes of the eight-armed ape, there was a touch of coldness.
But the next moment, it seemed to be remembering something. In the eyes of the octopus, a ray of light flashed, and his face sulked coldly.
He is confident, Mo Wentian will not be his opponent at all!
"Monkey, if you want to kill Bendi, I think you should die!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian's nine figures, holding the Devouring Sword of God, directly cut off towards the figure of eight octopus apes.
Although Mo Wentian ’s cultivation was only in the middle of the Emperor ’s mid-term, but he could n’t say why. Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, the octopus felt at this moment a breath of death coming towards him.
He had a strong hunch. If he continued to fight with Mo Wentian here, he would die in the end!
Thinking like this, the octopus couldn't help shuddering.
"impossible!"
"This kid's mid-term emperor will not be my opponent at all!"
Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something, and in the eyes of the octopus, there was a touch of confidence again.
The power of the body, at this moment, also skyrocketed.
In the void, those eight figures flew towards Mo Wentian.
"Good job!"
"I can't wait to die, then the emperor will fulfill you!"
Watching the octopus greeted himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold coldness.
Jiudao exactly the same figure followed immediately, holding the God of Devouring Sword directly toward the figure of the eight octopus, greeted.
"Hmm ..."
"boom……"
The violent sound resounded in the void.
The two figures flew upside down.
"puff……"
A bite of blood spewed out of Mo Wentian's mouth again.
The octopus on the opposite side was not much better, and at the moment, a blood spurted from his mouth.
The breath on him was even more volatile.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
At this moment, ask Xiaoyao and Magic Sky in Tiange, and feel the decline of Mo Wentian's breath, and a look of worry rises in his eyes.
"No problem!"
"This monkey is not hurt less than the emperor!"
Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes, the slightest rays of light passed, suppressing the voice of the Road.
The Octopus at this moment is indeed much better than Mo Wentian.
Even his injuries were a little heavier than Mo Wentian.
"Boss ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Xiaoyu and Huantian opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.
"Boy, you ..."
"How can you be so strong?"
Just then, the gibbons wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, stood up, and looked at Mo Wentian. The eyes of the gibbons were full of magnificence.
In the eyes of the eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian's strength is good, but it is not enough to hurt him.
"The strength of the Emperor is not what you can imagine!"
"The Emperor will give you one last chance to surrender to the Emperor or die!"
Watching the change in the look of the eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of cold mang, a cold voice.
"Submit or die?"
"I think you're looking for death!"
It was okay not to say this to Mo Wentian. Once Mo Wentian said this, the octopus was almost mad.
The blue tendons on that body suddenly bulged. Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing in his eyes was undisguised.
The breath on my body was also violent at this moment.
He once again exerted the strength of the eight monkeys and banged towards Mo Wentian.
"Boss, this monkey is hitting you again!"
Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's ear.
"This monkey doesn't seem to give up until the Yellow River!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of cold mang.
At the same time, Mo Wentian's Devouring Sword in the hands trembled wildly, as if the next moment, he was going to shoot towards the octopus.
"Boy, don't be afraid of this gibbons, his spirit, but Yaobaizhang, you want to suppress him, not easy!"
"You and he are fighting hard. With your strength, you can indeed defeat him, but you also have to lose yourself!"
And just as Mo Wentian was about to take a shot, a voice came.
"Soul?"
"My soul has reached a thousand feet, and the spirit of this eight-armed ape, but eight hundred feet, he is not my opponent at all!"
"However, since you have known for a long time that these eight-armed apes are only eight hundred feet long ago, why didn't you remind me earlier?"
With a whisper in his mouth, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something and could not help rolling his eyes.
The old man of ancient books, in fact, has long seen that the spirit of the gibbons is only eight hundred feet, but he even let Mo Wentian and the gibbons fight hard.
This made Mo Wentian's heart angry and funny.