Chapter 836

"How come the demon people are shameless like the demon people!"

"It's clear that you kidnapped my disciples of Jiuyou clan, but now you say we forced you!"

"Yes, I see that the people of the demon clan are simply more shameless than the people of the demon clan!"

……

Aside, Wu Jinfeng, Xiao Jiao and others looked at Lu Ming and Lu Fan in front of them, and a look of disdain unexpectedly rose in their eyes.

Such comments reached Lu Ming's ears. Lu Ming hung his hands on both sides and couldn't help grasping them tightly.

The knuckles are crunching!

"The Emperor didn't force you. You came to the door yourself to die!"

Don't ask the voice of heaven, it's extremely cold.

The next moment, I saw Mo Wentian step out.

"It's time for you to go!"

A faint voice sounded in the void. Don't ask the sky to expand your body method. The speed was fast, and even Lu Ming didn't even see the afterimage.

"What a fast speed!"

"No, go back!"

……

Lu Ming was stunned for a while, and came back to his senses. His eyes were extremely shocked, and he shouted.

"Death!"

At this moment, a cold sound sounded.

But now it's too late. Mo Wentian's figure has appeared beside Lu Fan.

"Don't... don't ask the sky!"

Seeing Mo Wentian, the man's body trembled instantly, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Dragon fist!"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded in the void. Don't ask the sky, and your palm became a fist.

Above the fist, a magical dragon phantom appeared, and the empty dragon roared at Lu Fan.

"From a distance, it's terrifying!"

"Junior brother Lu fan, get back!"

Seeing this, Lu Ming shouted loudly.

Hearing the words, Lu Fan's body trembled violently.

Don't ask the terrible of this punch. He knows it.

Just now, Mo Wentian smashed his junior brothers with one punch.

Although his strength is stronger than others, if this punch falls on him, his end will not be much better.

"Elder martial brother, help me..."

"Help me!"

Lu Fan looked at the instant blow and his face was very pale. At this moment, he seemed to feel a breath of death coming towards him.

He only felt that his whole mind trembled at this moment.

His eyes were even more terrified. Even at this moment, he forgot that he was a strong man in the late days of the emperor, and Mo Wentian was a warrior in the early days of the emperor.

"Death!"

The cold voice sounded, and in the overwhelming look of the people, don't ask the sky for a punch to fall.

"Bang..."

Lu Fan's head exploded directly, and red and white things instantly shot everywhere.

The same end, Lu Fan in the late Tianjun period, fell!

"Junior brother Lu Fan!"

"Dead!"

……

Not far away, Lu Ming's face was full of absence.

After receiving the news that Mo Wentian was in the sinkhole, he rushed to kill Mo Wentian, so that he could show the power of his demon clan in front of the beast owner

In this way, in front of the beast owner, the status of the demon clan must be higher than that of the demon clan.

In this way, his demon clan will become the second force in this ancient heritage!

"They are all dead, and it's time for you to go!"

Don't ask heaven to look at Lu Ming. The killing intention in his eyes is terrible.

"Don't ask heaven, you can kill them. Do you think you can kill me?"

"Hahaha..."

Lu Ming suddenly laughed, and his face was even more crazy.

He was the third gifted disciple of the demon clan. He made a military order in front of his eldest brother Lu Jing, saying that he would surely kill Mo Wentian.

But who knows, the dozen demon clan disciples he brought were all killed by Mo Wentian.

Although his strength has reached the peak of the emperor of heaven, looking at the corpse in that place, his heart has no intention of war.

"Hahahaha..."

"Don't ask the sky. Don't let me meet you again next time. I will kill you if I meet you!"

Laughing wildly, suddenly, Lu Ming's figure flashed and disappeared into the cave.

A gloomy voice resounded through the cave.

"Boss, this boy escaped!"

Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian almost made a sound at the same time.

"In front of the emperor, also want to escape?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with cold light, and then his figure flashed and directly caught up.

"Lu Ming, your younger martial brothers are dead. How bad you escaped!"

"Stay with them!"

Mo Wentian's figure is like a ghost, but it has appeared beside Lu Ming in a breath.

With a grab, he grabbed Lu Ming from the void.

"Don't ask the sky, my demon clan will never let you go!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Lu Ming's eyes were vicious.

If that look can kill, now don't ask the sky, don't know how many times you have died.

"Will you let me go?"

"Hahaha..."

"Even if they want to let me go, the emperor will not let the demon clan go. One day, the emperor will wash your demon clan with blood!"

Laugh wildly, don't ask the eyes of heaven, the killing intention is terrible.

"On the road..."

"Hahaha..."

Lu Ming's face laughed wildly, but there was a touch of fear in his eyes.

In his heart, he regretted it.

Knowing that Mo Wentian was so terrible, he would not come to kill Mo Wentian anyway.

"Don't ask the sky, even if this seat is dead today, it will pull you as a cushion!"

It seemed that he had made up his mind. Lu Ming's eyes flashed a touch of Yin pity.

"Want to pull me on my back?"

"What a fool talking about a dream!"

Looking at Lu Ming in front of you, Mo Wentian's eyes are full of cold light.

The next moment, Mo Wentian suddenly stepped out.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"Break the boundary!"

"Death!"

The cold voice sounded, and the heaven devouring sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

On the divine sword, the slightest ray of light vibrated unceasingly.

The next moment, he took a sword and directly chopped at Lu Ming.

"Don't ask the sky, don't be complacent, you will die!"

"You'll die, too!"

"Hahahaha..."

Seeing Mo Wentian's killing, Lu Ming not only didn't avoid it, but laughed wildly.

But the wild laughter on his face made people feel cold at the bottom of their hearts.

"Noisy!"

"Bang..."

A dull voice came, and Mo Wentian's sword directly cut Lu Ming's chest.

"ZLA!"

Less than a breath, in the void, Lu Ming's chest was directly pierced by Mo Wentian with a hole the size of a bowl.

Blood spurted out of his chest, making a ZLA sound.

"Don't ask the sky, you'll die!"

"You are sure to die!"

Lu Ming's vicious voice dissipated in the void.

In the void, there was instant silence.

Just when the sound suddenly stopped, a golden light rushed out of Lu Ming's body.

"The spirit still wants to escape?"

"Magic Pearl!"

Looking at the crazy fleeing golden awn, don't ask the sky for a flash of cold in your eyes.

With a cold drink, his figure flashed and stretched out his hand to grasp the golden awn directly.

The next moment, the golden awn in the void was directly sucked into Mo Wentian's hands.