Chapter 904: Frozen Sword

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"Arrogance!"
The ancestor of Bing looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were so angry.
Although Mo Wentian beheaded the ancestor of the fire, in the eyes of the ancestor of the ice, it was all due to time roulette.
As for Mo Wentian's own strength, in his opinion, it is at most nothing more than the mid-term state of the King of Heaven, and it is simply impossible to kill him by using the Devouring Sword.
Thinking of this, the iced ancestor's eyes flashed coldly, his heart secretly figured it out.
"Mo Wentian, can you dare to bet on this ancestor?"
The next instant, Bing's ancestor didn't hesitate, looked at Mo Wentian, and said coldly.
"What bet?"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a touch of cold mang rose, and asked subconsciously.
"You and I are fighting each other, no one else is allowed to join the battle!"
"Also, you and I are not allowed to use artifacts beyond the king level!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Bing ancestor's eyes flashed.
"Not allowed to use artifacts beyond the king level?"
Nana whispered in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.
Bing, the ancestor in the words, don't you ask me if I don't understand.
Bing ancestor was afraid of the time roulette. He said that clearly he was not allowed to use the time roulette.
"What? Don't use artifacts beyond the king?"
"This is clearly aimed at Mo Wentian! Mo Wentian's hand happens to have a time roulette that exceeds the king-level artifact. The ice ancestor said, wouldn't he simply not let Mo Wentian use the time roulette?"
"The strong man in the late days of the Dignity King was so shameless that he did not allow a good warrior to use a good weapon!"
"When will the demons face?"
"I think it's the old ancestor of Bing who was afraid of Mo Wentian's time roulette, so he proposed such a condition!"
...
Outside the gates of the Demon Clan, the disciples of other races looked at the ice ancestor in the void, and their eyes were full of disdain.
"it is good!"
"Bendi agreed!"
"But Bendi also has a condition!"
Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly.
"Boss, I know your strength is very strong, but this ice ancestor is a strong man in the later days of the King. If you don't use time roulette ..."
"You can't promise him!"
Looking at Mo Wentian promised to come down, Huantian's look dimmed instantly.
Yi Yanyan got out of Mo Wentian's arms, looking at Mo Wutian, Shen Sheng said.
"Magic sky, rest assured!"
"Even if I don't have time for roulette, I can beat this ice ancestor!"
Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth, looking at the magic sky, said indifferently.
"Boss ..."
Xuantian opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she looked at Mo Wentian's determined expression, but eventually she said nothing.
"Say, what do you have?"
Seeing Mo Wentian promised not to use the time wheel, Bing Laozu's heart was relieved for a moment, and the depth of his eyes flashed a complex light.
What he wanted was that Mo Wentian didn't use the time wheel. Seeing Mo Wutian promised to be taken down, his heart was naturally rejoicing.
"I don't use the time wheel. If you lose, then you will submit to the emperor!"
"Not only you, but also let all disciples of your demons become slaves to this emperor!"
Looking at the ancestor of Bing, don't ask Heaven's indifferent way.
"Ice ancestor, no!"
"Can't promise him, Mo Wentian is so cunning, we can't promise him!"
"Yes, Bing ancestors, we demons, we can't be slaves to Mo Wentian!"
"Can't promise him!"
...
As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Bing's ancestor hadn't spoken yet, and the disciples of the Demons instantly exploded the pot.
"Shut up for me!"
Hearing that the cold mang flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of ice, shouted coldly.
With the cold drink of the ancestor of the ice, the disciples of the Demon Clan calmed down instantly.
"What? You don't believe this ancestor?"
The next moment, Bing Laozu turned his head, glanced at the group of disciples of the clan, and asked coldly.
"No ... no ..."
"Ice ancestors, how can you? You are the strongest King of Heaven, but Mo Wentian is nothing but Tianjun's successful ants. If you want to defeat him, it is not easy!"
"Yes, Mo Wentian, this kid is in front of you, but it's just an ant!"
...
A group of Demon disciples, seeing the ancestor of Bing's anger, quickly changed the wind direction, and began to flatter flattery.
I have to say that the disciples of the Demons are really powerful. In addition to shamelessness, there is another skill that is to see the wind to make the rudder.
"no problem!"
The Bing ancestors agreed without hesitation.
Because in his opinion, Mo Wentian could not defeat him without using the time wheel.
"Boy, you're talking about the conditions I lost, what about the conditions I won?"
Seems to remember something, Bing's ancestor looked at Mo Wentian, and a very bright light rose in his eyes.
"The conditions for winning?"
"If you win, let the disciples of Bendi and Jiuyou clan be at your disposal!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Mantian's eyes flickered endlessly.
"Let me do it?"
"Okay, boy, you are really a breezy person. If you are not so arrogant and betray my disciples of the Demons, my ancestors can still consider leaving you!"
"But you are so arrogant. To the arrogant, this ancestor really doesn't like it!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Bing's ancestor's eyes raised a terrible sense of murder.
The next moment, the person's breath soared instantly.
"Booming ..."
Within a thousand yards of the place where the ice ancestors were, at this moment, the void shuddered.
Behind the ancestor of ice, a thousand icebergs appeared. The iceberg was immense, rolling cold, quickly swept towards Mowentian.
"Buzz ..."
Around the ice ancestor, it was frozen directly, and within a circle of thousands of feet, the temperature dropped several degrees.
"Mo Wentian, although you killed the ancestor of the fire, but that is only the credit of time roulette!"
"Now you do n’t have time for roulette. You will die today!"
In the eyes of Bing's ancestors, the coldness skyrocketed wildly.
The breath on this man's body became more and more terrible, a cold chill, trembling madly around him.
"Icebound sword!"
Leng Ao's voice sounded, and in the void, countless cold air gathered in the hands of the ice ancestor.
However, between a few breaths, a light blue, cold chilling sword appeared in his hand.
With the emergence of the sword, a terrible edge came towards Mo Wentian.
"Frozen power!"
"Ice power becomes a sword!"
Mo Wentian looked at Bing's ancestor, and a cold cold mang rose in his eyes.
This ice ancestor, in the later period of the King of Heaven, can exert such strength, and indeed can barely call it Tianjiao!