Chapter 1830: Truth revealed

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Chapter 1830: Truth Revealed
"Boy, this ..."
"This is impossible?"
"Your cultivation is not in the middle of Emperor Emperor? How can your punch be more powerful than my grudge?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Yu Ming's eyes were full of magnificence.
"My cultivation is indeed the middle of the emperor!"
"But my strength is not measured by cultivation!"
Mo Wentian looked at Yu Ming with a look of arrogance.
He never asks Tian Xiu's cultivation, and he has never measured it with cultivation.
Just talking about Xiu Wei, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.
His practice should indeed be promoted. Since entering Tianxian Realm, his practice has not yet broken through.
In the heavenly world, there are too many strong men. His cultivation must be promoted.
Thinking about this, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a firm eye.
"Is strength not measured by repair?"
Nana whispered in her mouth, eyes full of resentment, awe-inspiring.
But at this moment, the heart of resentment changed to Mo Wentian.
This bet he was going to play with Mo Wentian, this time he lost, and he knew very well that he lost completely.
At this moment, in the heart of resentment, he was completely conquered by Mo Wentian.
"Do you still have to fight against the emperor?"
Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something. In the eyes of Mo Wentian, a cold cold mang rose, cold voice.
"Battle with you?"
"No no no, I still know my strength, I'm not your opponent in one punch!"
"Fighting again, I'm not your opponent, and it doesn't make any sense!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up, and quickly refused.
He understood the strength of Mo Wentian. He originally thought that Mo Wutian could suppress the blame of the hostess who complained about the heavens, especially because the angel of Mo Wen had made a trick.
But when he fought with Mo Wentian, he knew that Mo Wutian was really capable.
At this moment, Yu Ming looked at Mo Wentian's eyes, the light of the eyes changed, and then he looked at Mo Wutian with a little respect.
"Don't fight me?"
"You have a bet with Bendi. You don't fight with me. Does this mean that you have given up?"
Mo Wentian took a moment's glance, and when he turned back, the corner of his mouth raised a radian path.
"You win!"
"I'm not your opponent!"
After groaning for a while, a bit of complicated light flashed in the eyes of resentment, it seemed to be a determined and slow way.
"Admit defeat? Brother Comrade really confessed?"
"Brother Ming Ming has conceded, we will not be this kid's opponent!"
"It seems that we blame Heaven for change!"
"The Lord of the Realm and Brother Yu Ming have surrendered to him, and we have no other choice!"
"This person's strength is really so strong?"
...
With the resentment of this remark, countless disciples of resentment against heaven suddenly became loud.
Among them, some disciples even knelt directly on the ground.
At this moment, they gave up resistance, and Yu You and Yu Ming are not Mo Wentian's opponents.
With their strength, they will not be Mo Wentian's opponent.
Instead of confronting Mo Wentian, it is better to surrender Mo Wentian honestly. After all, they resented the resentment and suffered the pain they saw.
They honestly surrendered and suffered less.
Thinking about it this way, more and more resentful disciples of the heavens knelt down towards Mo Wentian.
"Boss, do these people seem to be willing to submit to you?"
Looking at this disciple of resentful heavenly disciples kneeling down, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed a light, deep voice.
"Submit me?"
"Don't be happy too soon!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed for a moment, and a flash of cold mang flashed in his eyes.
"Boss ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, there was misty water on Xiao's head.
Looking at Mo Wentian, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Resentment, are you willing to submit to this emperor?"
The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Yu Ming, and his face was cold.
"I'm sorry, I'm gonna lose!"
"If you lose, you lose. I'm willing to surrender!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, he complained suddenly and bowed down, his expression was even firmer.
That look, it seems that he was really submissive to ask questions.
"Resentment, you are good!"
"This resentment to heaven, once the emperor has conquered, this resentment to heaven will be left to you to take care of!"
Looking at the grievance in front of him, Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help raising a radian.
Regarding the grievances in front of him, Mo Wentian's heart still felt a little favorable.
Especially complaining about this point about credit, Mo Wentian couldn't help improving this person.
"Leave it to me?"
"This……"
When he heard Mo Wentian, he wanted to accept this resentful world and give him care, and resentful eyes were full of resentment.
At this moment, the eyes of resentment could not help but widen.
"What this emperor sees is you!"
"As for strength and cultivation, not the most important thing!"
"Bonde identified you, that's you!"
"This blame the heavens, I will take care of you when I have all subdued!"
Without waiting for the resentment to speak, Mo Wentian flashed a cold mang in his eyes, interrupting coldly.
"I……"
"I promise you!"
"But, can I ask, what is your identity?"
After groaning for a long time, Yu Ming raised his head and looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed a light.
The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something, resentfully asked.
"Identity?"
"The identity of the Emperor is the Lord of the Devourers, and you will be called the Lord of the Emperor just like them!
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a flash of cold mang flashed, and the voice was extremely cold.
At the same time, Mo Wentian's body spread like a king of coercion.
"Bite of heaven?"
"This god-eating world, I am in the heavenly world, have never heard of this world?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yu Ming's brow frowned.
No matter how he thinks, he just can't remember, there is a god-eating world in this heavenly world.
Looking at Mo Wentian, resentment said with doubt.
"There wasn't any Devourer, but the Emperor was there!"
"Since you're about to become a man of the emperor, it doesn't matter if the emperor tells you!"
"The Devouring Heaven Realm was established by the Emperor's conquest of Qi Tianjie!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely indifferent.
"Conquer Qitianjie was established?"
"The Lord ..."
"Did you also conquer Qi Tianjie?"
It was okay not to say this to Mo Wentian. When Mo Wentian said this, the grieving body could not help but take a few steps back, and his eyes were so impressive that even his voice shook.