Chapter 1130

"The emperor's conditions are very simple!"

"If you lose our war, you will submit to the emperor and be his dog!"

"Not only you, but also the eight managers of your Huayue firm, all want to be the emperor's dogs!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"In front of the business owner, do you think you have a chance to win?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's conditions, mutuwu instantly laughed wildly, and his voice was even more ironic.

"Mutuwu, in a word, will you agree to the emperor's conditions?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mu Tuwu. There was no fluctuation on Jun's face. He said indifferently.

"Yes, why not!"

"Boy, what if the owner of the business wins?"

Mutuwu was asked by Mo Wentian. He didn't hesitate at all, and immediately agreed.

But the next moment, it seemed to think of something. In mutuwu's eyes, a cold, extremely cold way flashed.

"You won?"

"You win, the emperor is at your disposal!"

Don't ask the corners of the mouth slightly, a touch of evil smile instantly spread.

Don't ask God that he has full confidence. It's impossible for mutuwu in front of him to win him.

No matter what conditions mutuwu puts forward, Mo Wentian will promise, because mutuwu won't win this war at all.

"Very good!"

"Boy, I can assure you that today is your death date!"

Hearing the words, the wanton smile on mutuwu's face became more and more crazy.

It seems that at this moment, he has seen the end of Mo Wentian's tragic death in his hands.

"This boy is really arrogant. He dares to promise the Lord under any conditions!"

"If you lose, let the Lord handle it. I think this boy will die miserably!"

"This boy promised the Lord to put away the time wheel and fight with the Lord again. I think this boy is looking for death!"

"Yes, he caught the young lady of my Huayue firm and took away ten pieces of auction from my Huayue firm. Now in front of the Lord, he dares to put away the time wheel and fight with the Lord!"

"If you die, you'll die. You can only blame him for overestimating his strength!"

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Seeing Mo Wentian say so, behind mutuwu, the eight figures looked at Mo Wentian, and their eyes were full of sneers.

It seems that Mo Wentian at the moment is like a funny joke in their eyes.

"Don't dawdle, old man. If you want to die, the emperor will help you right away!"

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

The cold voice sounded, don't ask the hand of heaven, and the heaven devouring sword appeared instantly.

As the heaven devouring sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand, the breath on Mo Wentian suddenly soared.

The heaven devouring sword trembled in Mo Wentian's hand, and the rolling sword force was even more shaking.

"This..."

"How can this boy's strength be so strong?"

Feeling the terrible power of Mo Wentian, mutuwu's eyes flashed a cold light, and his heart couldn't help but raise a touch of surprise.

"No matter how strong it is, it will not be the opponent of the owner of this bank!"

The next moment, it seemed to think of something. Mutuwu's eyes flashed, and his heart was instantly firm.

"Heaven devouring sword formula!"

"The sword breaks the sky!"

With a cold drink, don't ask the sky, the light soared.

The next moment, don't ask the sky and cut directly at Mutu Wu in the void.

"Boom..."

The void tore a terrible crack.

"Longicorn bow!"

Looking at this scene, mutuwu was not at all willing to be outdone. The longbull bow opened a third of the arc, and an arrow directly shot at Mo Wentian.

"Qiang Qiang..."

"Bang..."

The violent collision came. Mo Wentian felt as if there was a huge mountain crashing towards him. Mo Wentian's body retreated gradually.

"Poof..."

The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"In the early days of the emperor, the emperor looked down on him!"

Talking to yourself, don't ask the sky and wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth. A cold light flashed in your eyes.

Mo Wentian originally thought that his physique had broken through the level of Jiulong holy body on the sixth floor of the immortal body, and it was easy to defeat mutuwu in the early days of the emperor in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this wooden figure is not as simple as Mo Wentian imagined.

"Boss..."

Startled cries came, and Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and appeared beside Mo Wentian.

"I'm fine!"

"The old guy's physique is still good!"

"Ben Di is more and more interested in this old guy. He must subdue him at my feet today!"

Mo Wentian looked at the small Jiao beside him. The corner of his mouth was slightly grinned, and his handsome face was full of indifference.

"Boy, the head of the bank said that you should take the initiative to hand over the daughter of the head of the bank, but you don't!"

"Now you can't blame the owner!"

"Hahahaha..."

Seeing that Mo Wentian was injured, mutuwu instantly laughed wildly, standing proudly in the void, overlooking Mo Wentian, and his eyes were even more arrogant.

"Old man, Ben Di is injured. Will you be better than Ben di?"

Don't ask the sky. A smile spreads instantly.

"Boy, you..."

"Hum..."

Wen Yan, at this time, mutuwu suddenly found that sword yuan forces were invading into his body, madly destroying his body.

"Sisi sword Yuan Li, still want to hurt the owner of the bank, get out of here!"

At the next moment, mutuwu's eyes flashed a cold light, and he drank coldly.

Immediately, I saw that Mutu Wu's hands played one by one, and with the hands playing one by one, the breath on Mutu Wu's body soared.

"Tear..."

"Tear..."

Soon, the sound of broken strips of cloth was even louder.

"Boss, this old guy is trying to force your sword force out with his physique!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao instantly understood, with a cold flash in his eyes and a deep voice.

"If you want to die, just force!"

Don't ask the sky, but it's very indifferent. At this moment, the wanton radian raised by the corners of your mouth is getting richer and richer.

This Jian Yuan force that invaded Mutu's body was not just ordinary Jian Yuan force, but was processed by Mo Wentian and injected into the power of God and soul.

Although there are only a few sword forces entering Mutu Wu's body, if Mutu Wu forcibly resists and wants to force the sword force out, he will not only be unable to force it out, but also be backfired.

"If you want to die, just force it?"

His mouth was talking to himself. Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were full of surprise and doubt.