Chapter 1757: Not an enemy at all

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Chapter 1757: Not Enemy Of One Move
"Ask the Emperor, will you solve it yourself?"
I heard that the look of Jinjin Mountain changed instantly.
In his opinion, although Mo Wentian's strength is good, it is not so easy to solve the eighteen people in front of him.
"Rest assured, these people have to solve it, they don't need a long time, they can solve it soon!"
Looking at Jin Jinshan's instantly changing look, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a faint light, and the corner of his mouth raised a radian path.
"Ask the Emperor ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Jin Jinshan opened his mouth and tried to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
He originally wanted to help Mo Wutian conquer all 18 people, but he did not expect Mo Wutian to do it himself, which was really beyond Jin Jinshan's expectations.
You know, these eighteen people are not weak.
But Mo Wentian said so, he couldn't say more, just looking at Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a complex light flashing.
"This kid is so arrogant that he can solve 18 of us by himself, which is impossible!"
"Either arrogance, we will solve him so that we can get out of this palace!"
"Don't underestimate this boy, if I sensed it right now, it was this boy who shattered our note, he's not easy!"
"No matter how simple it is, his cultivation is only in the middle of the emperor anyway. With such cultivation, with his own strength, do you think he can stop us?"
"Yes, this kid won't be our opponent at all!"
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Every figure came back from the horror, looking at Mo Wentian, and there was a touch of war in his eyes.
At the same time, the breath on the eighteen people grew rapidly.
"Boss, these eighteen people seem to be fighting you!"
Xiao Yan also felt this kind of warfare, and a flash of cold mang flashed in his eyes.
"Fight me?"
"Bendi has no time to waste with them!"
The icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of cold mang.
"Boss, what do you want to do with them?"
Hearing that Xiaoxu's face raised a doubt, and couldn't help asking.
"What do you want to do?"
"Suppress directly!"
"Among them, the highest spirit is only seven hundred feet. The seven hundred feet Emperor wants to suppress, it is easy!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a flash of cold mang flashed, and his voice was extremely cold.
"Boss ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Xiaoxiong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Ask the Emperor, beware of eighteen!"
And at this moment, Jin Jinshan also couldn't help reminding.
"Ok!"
Mo asked Tianqing, and nodded.
For the eighteen people in front, Mo Wentian really had no worries at all.
"The Emperor will give you one last chance to surrender or die?"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his eyes were looking at the eighteen people again, and the cold voice could almost freeze people directly.
"Unsubmit, we can't submit to this kid!"
"Yes, we can't surrender. I want to see what this kid wants to do!"
"Is this kid really thinking that by his own power, we can suppress us?"
"I think this kid is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Today we let him know that we are great!"
"Unfortunately, if this boy is not so arrogant, in fact, his talent is still good, continue to cultivate, it is not so difficult to break through the early state of the Supreme!"
...
Listening to Mo Wentian's words that can almost freeze people, eighteen people talked again.
They looked at Mo Wentian at this moment, and the killing intention in their eyes skyrocketed.
At the same time, the breath on them has also grown rapidly.
"It seems that you are not surrendering!"
"Then die!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were terrible.
"Buzz ..."
Immediately, the Devouring Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.
The Devouring Sword is trembling violently at this moment, as if the next moment, it will be shot.
The killing intention in that eye is even more incomparable.
The rolling sword Yuanli was shrouded in a shadow among eighteen people.
"dead!"
A dead word fell, and Mo Wentian's Devouring Heavenly Sword also fell towards that figure.
Mo Wentian's speed was extremely fast, and the figure hadn't returned to God yet. Mo Wutian's Devouring Sword had already fallen.
The figure did not even make a scream, it fell to the ground, no vitality on his body, and even the spirits could escape in the future.
"boom……"
It was just that body fell to the ground, and a sound came, which stirred up the dust on the ground.
"Dead, Yufeng died, Yufeng died under this boy's sword!"
"This boy is too terrible. It was repaired by Yufeng, but it has reached the middle of Tianzun, and it is not far from the late stage of Tianzun. Even if the reaction did not respond, he had already died in the sword under!"
"Is this still human? This is a demon!"
"The Emperor in the middle period killed the powerful man in the middle of the Celestial Sword. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"
"From Yufeng's cultivation, he will only be stronger than you and me. He is not an enemy of this boy. We are not even the boy's opponent. I think we will surrender!
...
Looking at the figure falling in front of him, the remaining seventeen people couldn't help shaking.
Some warriors have shaken their hearts at this moment.
They want to surrender to Mo Tian, ​​after all, in their opinion, life is the most important.
As for shame, if there is no life, what's the use of shame?
"Ahem ..."
"It's so boring, it dies with a stab, and didn't even pay back!"
And at this moment, Mo Wentian proudly stood in the void, looking at Yu Yufeng's body, full of disdainful words.
"Ask God, it really is not easy!"
"It seems that the host has read the right person!"
Not far away, Jinjin Mountain, at this moment, there was a flash of complicated light in his eyes, and a secret way in his heart.
But at the moment Jin Jinshan didn't come forward, he really wanted to see it, and Mo asked how he would deal with the next seventeen people.
"Too boring? I died without a fight? I ..."
"If I were from Yufeng, I wouldn't be an enemy. I think we should surrender as soon as possible!"
"Yeah, chance won't wait for us, I don't want to be a dead body like Yu Yufeng!"
"I still have a lot of things to do, I don't want to die!"
"Submit, let's all submit, and ask God to use such a terrible talent, it would not be bad to follow him!"
...
Listening to Mo Wentian's indifferent words, seventeen people said that some warriors bowed down towards Mo Wentian.