Chapter 1094: Yuan Yuan

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"Swords of Heavenly Bull!"
"Ghostly Slash!"
The next moment, Yuan broke a cold drink and shot again.
As Yuan broke his shot, the breath on his body soared rapidly, and the rolling sword Yuanli was even more shocked.
Immediately, I saw in the void, among the two Celestial Swords, two ancient Celestial Phantoms moved quickly.
The Tianniu Sword is also in the void, dancing like a ghost, looking far away, terrible.
As Tianniu's double swords danced, all the terrible breaths were centered on Yuan Po, and the vastness emerged, beheading towards Mo Wentian.
"Ghost Charm? This is the strongest move of the Lord Lord Ghost Charm?"
"The breath of Lord City Lord is so strong, I looked at the kid, this time I must not defeat Lord City Lord!"
"This kid will surely die under the ghost of Lord Lord!"
"What a terrible power!"
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With Yuan Bao ghost charm shot out, in the city, countless warriors looked at this scene, eyes full of awesome look.
The next moment, when I looked back, the look of each figure changed slightly, and the original look of loneliness instantly became extremely confident.
As if they were at this moment, they have seen Mo Wentian's tragic death under Yuan Po's ghost.
"well!"
"Shenlongquan!"
Looking at Yuan Po's two swords slashing towards himself, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
The figure flashed, and in the void, the seven avatars disappeared instantly, leaving only Mo Wutian's entity.
With a cold drink, a punch greeted Yuan Yuan directly.
"boom……"
After a violent collision, Yuan Po's body flew out again.
However, Mo Wentian's body was standing straight up, and Mo Wentian's face was even without any slight fluctuations.
"puff……"
A bite of blood spit out from Yuan Po's mouth again.
Suddenly, Yuan Po's face was pale without any trace of blood.
"The ghost of the Lord Lord is defeated!"
"Is this guy a human or a monster, isn't he the mid-term state of the genius? Why is he so strong!"
"The master of the city master's tricks have been brought out. Next, what else does the master of the city use to stop this kid!"
"This kid's strength is also terrible!"
"The Lord of the City is not as good as this boy. Does the Lord of the City really have to surrender him?"
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There was a strong smell of blood, countless warriors, looking at this scene with wide eyes, eyes full of incredible.
Looking at the arrogant figure, they only felt that a cold chill swept towards them, making people shudder.
"Old miscellaneous, how strong is the Emperor?"
Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian approached Yuan Po step by step, watching Yuan Po, Mo Wen Tian said with contempt.
"How strong?"
"I lost!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Po's eyes flashed a dim glance, but looking at Mo Wentian, there was no way to avoid it.
"Old miscellaneous, since defeated, then surrender to the Emperor!"
"Bendi will let you continue to be the master of this city. If you all listen to the words of this emperor, this one of the city's disciples will not be killed!"
"But if someone doesn't know how to look, that's no wonder the Emperor!"
Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po, and a flash of cold mang flashed in his eyes, saying coldly.
"Submit you, do you still let me be the master of the city?"
Hearing that, Yuan Po looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were full of suspicion.
"Yes, Bendi always talks!"
"Submit to Bendi, Bendi will let you be the master of this city!"
"However, Bendi has a condition!"
It seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly.
"What conditions?"
Yuan Po stood up and made a subconscious debut.
"The conditions of the emperor are simple. You submit to the emperor and surrender all the resources in your treasure of the city!"
The cold voice sounded, but the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth was an arc of evil laughter.
"Submit you?"
"Give up all the resources of Tancheng Treasury?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Po's eyes flashed a cold chill.
"Give up the resources of the Treasury of the City of Lords? Lord City Lord, this can't promise this kid!"
"In the Treasury of Tancheng, but in the future, we will have thousands of years of cultivation resources in Tancheng. If all these resources are surrendered, then my Tancheng, let alone be ranked in the front, even if you want to keep the original name, It's impossible! "
"But if you don't submit, this kid will surely kill us!"
"Whether life is important or cultivation resources are important!"
"I am willing to surrender. I can recapture without resources, but if I do n’t have them, then I have nothing!"
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With Mo Wentian's remarks, the city was suddenly exploded.
More warriors are willing to surrender, after all, they have seen Mo Wutian's strength.
Even their city masters, the powerful men in the perfection of the King, are not Mo Wentian's opponents, and they have no idea of ​​even fighting.
They just want to survive. After all, they have cultivated in the realm of the emperor, and their life span is 100,000 years. If they break through the realm of the emperor, that is 200,000 years. How could they be willing to die!
"Old miscellaneous, Bendi is impatient!"
"Give you three breaths to consider!"
"If you agree to the conditions of the emperor, that emperor will spare you all the lives of the city, but if you do not agree, then you city will disappear from the ancient relic today!
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at the hesitant Yuan Po and said coldly again.
"A breath!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian started counting without the slightest hesitation.
"Two ..."
"Yancheng, disappear?"
"I……"
"I am willing to surrender. My disciples in Yuncheng are willing to surrender!"
But just as Mo Wentian started counting two breaths, Yuan Po looked at Mo Wentian, his face flashing with light.
After fighting with Mo Wentian, Yuan Po had no doubt about Mo Wentian's words.
If he did not agree with Mo Wentian's conditions, he was sure that Mo Wentian would have shot him out of the city.
He was about to break through to the emperor's early power. He still had countless lives, and he didn't want to die.
What's more, Mo Wentian promised him that, even if he surrendered, he was also the owner of the city.
"well!"
"Old miscellaneous, it seems you still have some eyesight!"
Seeing Yuan Po promised to surrender, the curvature of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became richer, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction.
"Boss, how old is this obedience?"
Looking at this scene, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed a cold chill.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Shen Sheng said.
"Just surrender?"
"That's not enough!"
Xiao Yan's voice came, and Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his eyes narrowed.