Chapter 1757

"Ask the emperor, do you want to solve it yourself?"

Hearing the speech, the look of Jinjin mountain suddenly changed.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian's strength is good, but it is not so easy to solve the eighteen people in front of him.

"Don't worry, these people need not be solved for a long time, and they can be solved soon!"

Looking at the instantly changing look of Jinjin mountain, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a touch of pure light, and the corners of his mouth also raised a touch of radian.

"Ask the Emperor..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Jin Jinshan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

He wanted to help Mo Wentian take all the 18 people, but he didn't expect Mo Wentian to do it himself, which was really a little unexpected for Jin Jinshan.

You know, the accomplishments of these eighteen people are not weak.

But Mo Wentian said so. He couldn't say anything more. Just looking at Mo Wentian's eyes, a complex light flashed across them.

"This boy is so arrogant that he even says that he can solve eighteen of us alone. It's impossible!"

"Arrogance is good, we will solve him, so that we can get out of this palace!"

"Don't underestimate this boy. If I feel right just now, it's this boy who broke our notes. He's not simple!"

"No matter how simple it is, his cultivation is only in the middle of the emperor anyway. With his strength, do you think he can stop us?"

"Yes, this boy won't be our opponent at all!"

……

Figures came back from the shock, looking at Mo Wentian, with a touch of war in his eyes.

At the same time, the breath on the eighteen people grew rapidly.

"Boss, it seems that these eighteen people are going to fight you!"

Xiao Jiao also felt this sense of war, and a cold light and a cold voice flashed in his eyes.

"Fight me?"

"Ben Di has no time to waste time with them!"

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

"Boss, what do you want to do with them?"

Hearing the words, a touch of doubt rose on Xiao Jiao's face, and he couldn't help asking.

"What do you want to do?"

"Direct suppression!"

"Among them, the highest spirit is only 700 Zhang. It's easy for the emperor to suppress it!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light, and his voice was even colder.

"Boss..."

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

"Ask the emperor, be careful of eighteen people!"

At the moment, Jin Jinshan on the side couldn't help reminding him.

"Yes!"

Don't ask Tian qingen and nod.

For these eighteen people in front of you, don't ask the sky. You really don't have the slightest worry.

"The emperor will give you one last chance to surrender to the emperor or die?"

The next moment, don't ask the sky seems to think of something. His eyes look at the eighteen people again, and the cold voice can almost freeze people directly.

"If we don't surrender, we can't surrender to this boy!"

"Yes, we can't surrender. I want to see what this boy wants to do!"

"Does this boy really think that he can suppress us on his own?"

"I think this boy is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Today we will let him know our strength!"

"Unfortunately, if this boy is not so arrogant, in fact, his talent is still good. It is not so difficult to continue to cultivate and break through the early stage of the emperor!"

……

Listen to Mo Wentian's words that can almost freeze people up, and the eighteen people talked again.

At the moment, they looked at Mo Wentian, and the murderous intention in their eyes soared.

At the same time, their breath also grew rapidly.

"It seems that you won't surrender!"

"Then die!"

The voice of Leng Li rang out. Don't ask the eyes of heaven, the killing intention is terrible.

"Buzzing..."

Then, the heaven devouring sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

The heaven devouring sword trembled violently at this moment, as if it was about to be shot at the next moment.

The killing intention in that eye is incomparable.

The rolling sword yuan force shrouded over a figure among the eighteen people.

"Death!"

A word of death fell, and the heaven devouring sword in Mo Wentian's hand also fell towards the figure.

Don't ask the sky's speed is fast to the extreme. Before the figure returns to his mind, don't ask the sky's sword has fallen.

The figure had fallen to the ground without even uttering a scream. There was no vitality on his body, and even the spirit had not had time to escape.

"Bang..."

But the body fell to the ground, and there was a noise, which aroused the dust on the ground.

"Dead, you Yufeng died, you Yufeng died under the boy's sword!"

"This boy is too terrible, from Yufeng's cultivation, but he has reached the middle of the Tianzun, and it is not far from the later stage of the Tianzun. He even didn't react, and he has died under the boy's sword!"

"Is this still human? This is simply a demon!"

"The emperor killed the strong man in the middle of the emperor with a sword. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

"You Yufeng's cultivation is only stronger than you and me. He is not the enemy of this boy's move, and we are not the opponent of this boy. I think we should surrender!"

……

Looking at the fallen figure in front of him, the remaining seventeen people couldn't help shaking their bodies.

Some martial artists have wavered in their hearts at the moment.

They want to surrender, don't ask the sky. After all, in their view, life is the most important.

As for honor and disgrace, without life, what is the use of honor and disgrace?

"Cough..."

"It's so boring. He died with a knife and didn't even fight back!"

At this time, don't ask the sky to stand proudly in the void, looking at you Yufeng's body, full of disdain.

"It's really not easy to ask the emperor!"

"It seems that the master didn't read the wrong person!"

Jinjin mountain not far away, at this moment, there was a flash of complex eyes in his eyes, and a dark way in his heart.

But at the moment, Jin Jinshan didn't come forward. He wanted to see how Mo asked Heaven to deal with the next 17 people.

"Too boring? Died without fighting back? I..."

"If I were you Yufeng, I wouldn't be the enemy of one move. I think we'd better surrender as soon as possible!"

"Yes, opportunities won't wait for us. I don't want to be a corpse like you Yufeng!"

"I still have many things to do. I don't want to die!"

"Surrender, let's all surrender. The talent of asking heaven is so terrible that it's not bad to follow him!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's indifferent words, seventeen people said that some martial artists actually knelt down towards Mo Wentian.