Chapter 956: Fear of death

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Chapter 956: Qi Ying Afraid of Death
The aftermath of the battle receded, and the scenes of the battle were presented to the crowd.
I saw Qi Yu, the six elders of the orc, one palm was gone, and blood was flowing on his wrist, as if directly cut off by any sharp blade. From a distance, it was terrible.
At this moment, Qi Yu's face was even paler with no trace of blood.
"It's impossible, Mo Wentian, isn't your cultivation perfect for Cai Tianjun?"
The elder Qi aside won back to God, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of incredible Tao.
"The emperor's cultivation is indeed the fulfillment of the genius, but you know that there is a class of people in this world who cannot measure their strength with cultivation!"
Looking at Qi Win, Mo Wentian said indifferently.
"who?"
Qi Win was almost a subconscious debut.
"That's genius!"
"Extreme genius is the emperor!"
Looking at Qi Win, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with a very bright light.
"genius?"
Qi Ying took a deep breath.
Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed wildly.
Although Mo Wutian's cultivation is the completeness of the talented Tianjun, at this moment, in his heart, he did not dare to have a slight concubine against Mo Wentian.
"Look, Mo Wentian is okay. Did the six elders fail? The strong smell belongs to the six elders?"
"It's impossible? The six elders are the powerful kings. How can he be defeated?"
"It's true, look, one palm of the six elders is gone!"
"Mo Wentian, this kid is too scary!"
...
The orcs' disciples looked at Mo Wutian and Qi Yu with horror in their faces.
In the void, Mo Wentian stood proudly, his breath was rolling out.
However, for Qi Yu of the year, his breath was chaotic. Looking at the palm of his beheaded, who had disappeared, it became clear that he had suffered a minor injury.
"Mo Wentian, even if your strength is good, but you absolutely can't stop the two of them and my beast's 100 Kings of the King!"
"Elder Ben gives you a chance to hand over what the elder wants, and I will take my orc disciple away!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Ying took a step forward and said with a cold face.
Qi Ying's eyes flashed wildly at this moment.
If he started, he was still thinking about killing Mo Wentian and annihilating the kingdom of heaven and god. Now he has no idea at all.
Mo Wentian in front of him is very scary, let alone kill Mo Wentian. Even if you want to suppress it, it is extremely difficult.
Six elder Qi Yu has already suffered a loss in Mo Wentian's hands. Although his strength is a little stronger than Qi Yu's, he and his son Qi Yu both take their lives more seriously than anything else.
Among the orcs, there was more than one elder. He didn't want to fight Mo Wentian here and hurt himself.
"Old miscellaneous, are you the elder of the orcs, right?"
Looking at Qi Win, Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said with a playful expression.
"Yes, I am the elder of the orcs!"
Qi Win's eyes flashed coldly, and his voice was extremely low.
"You want Bendi to hand over things?"
"Then this account, Bendi will have to do a good job with you, just now your six elders shot against Bendi, how to say, Bendi has also been hurt and scared!"
"Let ’s do this, you will take out a hundred king-level mid-level artifacts. As long as you take them out, Bendi will consider letting you roll out of the Kingdom of Devourers!"
Looking at Qi Win, Mo Wentian's eyes froze coldly.
"A hundred pieces of middle-class artifacts?"
Qi Ying froze slightly, looked back, looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of incredible.
He never thought that Mo Wentian would have proposed such a condition.
He thought that Mo Wentian would obediently hand over what he wanted, and even if he didn't, it wouldn't be arrogant to ask him to hand over things again.
One hundred pieces of middle-level artifacts, even for the orcs ranked first in the ancient relics, are also a painful resource.
"Mo Wentian, don't bully people too much!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Ying said with a somber voice.
"How did you deceive you today?"
The cold voice sounded, and in the eyes of Mo Wentian, the coldness skyrocketed.
The next moment, Mo Wentian stepped forward directly.
Mo Wentian's palm instantly turned into a fist. Above the fist, there seemed to be an ancient dragon snarling.
"Shenlongquan!"
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian punched directly toward Qi Yu, not far from Qi Ying.
"Do not……"
"Do not kill me!"
Watching Mo Wutian punch a punch towards himself, Qi Yu wanted to step back, but he found that Mo Wutian's speed was reaching the limit.
Subconsciously stretched his hand, blocking his arm in front of his chest, and Mo Wentian's punch hit him directly on his wrist.
"Click ..."
Wrist shatters instantly.
Qi Yu's body flew upside down.
"puff……"
A spit of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face paled.
"Mo Wentian, how dare you shoot at the six elders!"
"You are absolutely lawless!"
"My orc will never let you go!"
"go!"
Qi Ying, who had come back to God, did not hesitate in the slightest.
The next moment, with Qi Yu, turned and headed towards the Orc.
"The elder left with six elders, and we're leaving!"
"Mo Wentian is really terrible, and the Kingdom of Devouring God is really terrible, retreat!"
"Run away!"
...
The remaining one hundred disciples of the orc heavenly kingdom, watching Qi Yu and Qi Ying leave, began to flee wildly.
"Boss, these people want to escape?"
"Do we want to kill them!"
At this moment, Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian, Shen Sheng said.
"The mosquito is as small as flesh, even if the two old miscellaneous flees, even if the one hundred ants want to escape!"
"Kill, kill them all!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised an arc of evil smile, but the voice was extremely cold.
The next moment, Mo Motian's figure disappeared.
When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure stood proudly in the air, blocking him in front of the hundred orcish disciples.
"Do not kill me!"
"Do n’t kill me, are n’t you lacking disciples in Devouring the Kingdom of Heaven? Our cultivation is not bad. We are willing to surrender to Devouring Kingdom of Heaven, do n’t kill me!"
...
Watching Mo Wentian appear before his eyes, the orcs' disciples felt that death was coming, and their bodies shivered, and they begged to ask for mercy.
"You don't deserve to be my disciple of Devouring the Kingdom of Heaven!"
"Let's go!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were cold.
The next moment, the Devouring Sword instantly shot.
"what……"
"Do not……"
"Don't kill ..."
...
Screams rang out instantly.
In Mo Wentian's eyes, it was very bland.
To this orc's disciple, Mo Wentian didn't even have the slightest affection. If he killed it, he would kill it!