Chapter 1125

"Who becomes the master?"

Listen to Mo Wentian's words, mu Ruxue's face is full of doubts.

"Like you, if you become the emperor's dog and are used by the emperor, the emperor can spare their lives!"

"But if they don't want to submit to the emperor, no wonder the emperor!"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at the wood like snow, there is no fluctuation in his eyes, but his voice is full of cold.

"Boss, people are already ten thousand feet away, and they are coming soon!"

At this time, the voice of Xiao Jiao rang.

"People will come soon?"

"Then it seems that something must have been brought!"

Speak to yourself. Don't ask the sky. A bright light rises in your eyes.

At this moment, ten thousand feet away from the hillside.

"Lord Xingzhu, in the tianniu clan, someone dares to catch the young lady. I think this person is looking for death!"

"Lord, this man must not be spared!"

"Forgive me? How can this be possible? We must kill this person, so that we can solve our hatred!"

"It is said that the person who caught the young lady was still in our Huayue firm and won ten auction items!"

"Take ten auction items from Huayue firm and dare to catch our young lady. I'm tired of looking at the boy!"

……

In the void, a middle-aged man with unparalleled coldness and arrogance in his eyes.

Behind the middle-aged man, there are eight figures. The cultivation of these eight figures are all in the perfect state of the king of heaven.

Although they are still in the perfect state of the emperor, it is only half a step away from the early days of the emperor. Mu Ruxue is right. The cultivation strength of these eight people is even stronger than her.

The appearance of the three people is extremely fierce, and their muscles are extremely strong. At first glance, they are people who cultivate their physique.

As for the middle-aged man in front of Badao figure, the breath on his body is more vast.

"The emperor's early days were indeed different from the emperor's!"

The nine people entered the spiritual range of Mo Wentian, and their accomplishments were all presented in Mo Wentian's mind.

In his mouth, he said to himself. Don't ask the sky. A cold light rose in his eyes.

"It's too much for a little mole ant in the middle of the heavenly king to dare to catch the daughter of the owner!"

The voice of the middle-aged man was extremely low.

The eyes of the middle-aged man are even more contemptuous. At this moment, his hands are clenched into fists, and his bones are creaking.

As for the middle-aged man, he is followed by the eight shopkeepers of Huayue firm.

The eight managers of Huayue firm are famous throughout the ancient heritage. Even people in the top three cities of Tiandi Xuansan of the tianniu clan want to give some face when they see it.

But today, the eight people fought together, and followed their leader, mutuwu.

This combination is enough to sweep the entire ancient heritage land.

"Lord, in another ten thousand feet, that is the hillside where the young lady is preaching!"

"Lord, you don't need to do it. Let's do it this time. We will kill that boy and save face for our Huayue firm!"

"Not only do you want to kill this boy, I heard that there is a dragon coming with this boy!"

"We will not only kill the boy, but also kill the dragon and stew it!"

……

Eight shopkeepers stood beside mutuwu with flattery on their faces.

Listening to the cold and fierce voices, mutuwu's eyes flickered with a trace of cold.

"No, someone!"

At this time, mutuwu seemed to find something, frowned slightly, and his eyes suddenly grew cold.

"Someone is coming? Why didn't I feel it?"

"Is it possible that someone here has high cultivation, and even you and I can't feel it?"

"Lord Xing is still powerful!"

……

Hearing mutuwu's words, the eight people's expression instantly became nervous.

The breath on each body soared.

"Come out when you come!"

Looking at the void, Mutu Wu Leng said.

"The owner of Huayue firm is really good!"

In the void, faint laughter came. The next moment, two figures appeared in the void. The person who appeared was not others, but Mo Wentian.

In addition, Mo Wentian's hand still holds the Miss mu Ruxue of Huayue firm.

"Miss!"

"Miss..."

……

Seeing mu Ruxue behind Mo Wentian, the eight shopkeepers changed greatly, and even the eyes of the middle-aged man mutuwu were cold.

"Dad, help me!"

"Help me!"

Mu Ruxue saw the nine people in front of her. She wanted to say to let mutuwu and others leave, but she was very clear about the consequences of her saying so.

She was sealed by Mo Wentian. If she disobeyed Mo Wentian's order, there would be only one end for her, that is death.

Her cultivation is about to break into the initial state of the emperor. Once her cultivation reaches the state of the emperor, her life span can be increased to 200000 years.

For 200000 years, she didn't want to die like this, even though it was her father who came.

At the thought of Mo Wentian's words, mu Ruxue's eyes flashed and hurriedly shouted.

"Xue'er, boy, let me go quickly, xue'er!"

"Boy, who are you? Let go of my miss from Huayue firm!"

"Damn it, this boy even dares to catch me, Miss Huayue firm. Can't you die?"

"You must kill this boy!"

……

The eight shopkeepers were instantly fierce in their eyes.

A terrible momentum shook in the void.

"In the early days of one emperor, eight heavenly kings are complete!"

"Boss, these people are not weak. I can only solve four of them at most!"

At this time, Xiao Jiao looked at the nine figures in front of him and took a deep breath.

"Four solutions?"

"Xiao Jiao, why do you have to deal with these eight people!"

Xiao Jiao's voice came, Mo Wentian's mouth slightly raised, and a evil smile instantly spread.

"Boss, do you want one person to fight nine?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes full of surprise, and his voice full of doubts.

"Except for the owner of Huayue firm, the other eight people don't need you or me!"

Don't ask the radian raised by the corner of the mouth, which is more and more rich, and the voice is full of indifferent words.

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao was more and more confused. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"You forget that the ten heavenly kings who just surrendered to us are complete. For these eight people, the ten Heavenly Kings are complete warriors, that's enough!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao's confused appearance, with a flash of light in his eyes and a cold voice.

"Boy, who the hell are you?"

"The owner of the bank is here. Don't you let me go quickly?"

At this time, mutuwu looked at Mo Wentian and said indifferently.

At this moment, the breath on his body grew rapidly, and a vast and boundless pressure spread from him.