Chapter 944: Qi Yan's Choice

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Chapter 944 Qi Qi's Choice
"It looks like you chose the first one!"
"That being the case, that's no wonder the Emperor!"
Hearing Qi Qi's words, Mo Wentian's eyes froze coldly.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and in the void, nine identical Mo Wentians were directly transfigured.
Immediately, nine Mo Wentian flashed, and in the void, 81 Mo Wentian appeared.
The eighty-one Mo Wentian, the breath on his body is exactly the same, and no difference can be seen.
"This……"
"So weird!"
"It's too scary to incarnate 81 avatars directly!"
"Isn't this boy's cultivation for the perfect state of Cai Tianjun? But the breath on him seems to have exceeded Tian Jun!"
...
Looking at the arrogant eighty-one Mo Wentian in the void, the disciples of the beasts were full of magnificent words.
"Sword of Sky Devouring Sword: Sword Breaking!"
"You ants, let's go!"
The cold voice sounded, and in the hands of 81 Mo Wentian, I did not know when a magic sword had appeared.
The Excalibur seemed ordinary and unnecessary, but the breath emanating from it seemed not simple.
"Boss, are you killing them all?"
At this moment, Xiaoxi's slightly anxious voice rang in Mo Wentian's mind.
"The boy Qi Qi feels great about himself!"
"If Bendi didn't give him a little color to see, it seems he would not agree to Bendi's conditions!"
"That being the case, the emperor will give him some color."
In Mo Wentian's eyes, Han Mang flashed and whispered to Xiao Yan.
"Boss ..."
Wen Yan said that Xiao Yan wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, but said nothing.
"go to hell!"
With a cold drink, I saw that in the void, 81 Mo Wentian held the Devouring Heavenly Sword and beheaded towards a group of disciples of the orcs.
"Is this kid trying to kill us?"
"The power on this Excalibur is so strong!"
"Not good, back!"
"Back!"
...
Watching Mo Wentian slashing towards himself, a group of disciples of the orcs returned to God, and the subconscious ones receded.
"In front of Bendi, still want to escape?"
"go to hell!"
Mo Wentian looked at the group of orc disciples who were fleeing wildly, and the killing in his eyes became more and more terrifying.
The next instant, 81 Mo Wentian Yijian shot directly.
As Mo Wentian shot his sword, the void trembled violently, as if the next moment, a gap was torn in the void.
The billowing sword's strength, trembling endlessly, Mo Wentian's breath was even more violent.
"what……"
"Do not kill me!"
"Brother Qi Yan, save me!"
"Brother Qi Yan, we choose the second one!"
"We promise you, don't kill me!"
...
Screams, begging for mercy, rang through the void.
But Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest move. For the orcs, Mo Wen Tian didn't have the slightest favor.
The beast master was mixed, and when the sword continent, he kicked the sky fox, which made Mo Wentian very upset.
And when they came to the ancient relics, the orc was old and broken, and even repeatedly sent people to kill him.
In Mo Wentian's heart, there are only two kinds of people, one is his own, and the other is the enemy.
For his own people, Mo Wentian is not hesitant, and for his enemies, Mo Wentian will not show the slightest weakness.
"what……"
"Do not……"
...
As Mo Wentian shot a sword, the screaming stopped abruptly.
Just the next moment, in the void, a strong smell spread quickly.
Mo Wentian's shot this time were among the orcs, and he was the worst disciple.
For those disciples who are better off, Mo Wentian is still useful.
But even if he is a poor disciple, that is also the late state of Tianjun. One Tianjun is successful and he kills 500 late Tianjun disciples. This is enough for the remaining Orc disciples and Qi I am magnificent.
"This is really bad!"
Mo Wentian reached out and wiped the blood on the Devourer's Sword, his face full of disdain.
"It's too bad?"
"Ask me, you ..."
"You actually shot and killed my five hundred disciples of the Orc. You wait for me. I won't let you go!"
Mo Wentian's voice came to his ears, and Qi Qi returned to God.
Looking at the corpse that was split in half on the ground, in Qi Yan's eyes, Han Mang flickered, swallowed, and pretended to be calm.
The disciples in the later period of the Five Hundred Heavenly Kings, even him, could not be killed in one stroke!
Mo Wentian, however, was nothing more than a Tianjun's successful warrior, who was beheaded and killed.
For some reason, Qi Min's heart raised a bad hunch.
The hunch told him to let him quickly leave the kingdom of Devouring Heaven.
"Phantom Lost!"
The next instant, Qi Yan gave a cold drink, and directly unfolded his body style, headed for the Orc.
"Qi Qiu, since you have come to the Kingdom of Devourer of the Emperor, without the permission of the Emperor, do you think you can go?"
Mo Wentian watched Qi Yan flee, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and the cold, ironic voice resounded in the void.
"What? Brother Qi Yan is this leaving us to escape?"
"How can Brother Qi Yan do this!"
"Brother Qi Yan has run away, then we stay here, it will only be a dead end!"
"Hurry up!"
"go!"
...
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the disciples of the orcs immediately returned to God, one by one, quickly unfolded, and fled in the direction of the orcs.
"Your swarms of ants want to escape in front of your grandpa and grandpa me?"
"Ice Dragon, come out and encircle me all these ants."
Xiaoxuan looked at the group of orc disciples, his eyes flashed coldly, and then he said to when the ice dragon was cold.
"Yes, Lord Dragon King!"
Binglong said without hesitation, quickly and respectfully.
"Roar ..."
The next moment, I saw a small snake-like ice dragon, and his body skyrocketed rapidly, but within a few breaths, it had skyrocketed to a thousand feet.
Xiao Yan's figure also skyrocketed to the size of a hundred feet.
I saw in the void, a hundred-foot-long divine dragon flashing dazzling golden light, while another thousand-foot-long dragon exudes a chill of coldness.
"what is this?"
"Isn't that the two little snakes around Mo Wentian?"
"How can a small snake be so big? This is clearly a peerless dragon!"
"Shenlong? This is just a little reptile of the late King of Heaven!"
"Look, the power of the dragon is even stronger than this one. His body has reached a thousand feet!"
...
A group of orcs' disciples, looking at the figures of Xiaoyu and Binglong, instantly exploded the pot.