Chapter 2127

"Very good!"

"If you choose the disciples of hidden heaven, I will choose the disciples of Naji heaven!"

Don't ask the sky, looking at the challenge arena with his eyes flashing a touch of light, a cold voice.

"Start the war on the second!"

At this time, the cold voice of emperor yuan ran rang out.

"Yes, emperor yuan ran!"

"Yes, emperor yuan ran!"

……

As soon as the emperor yuan ran said this, he quickly arched his hands slightly towards the emperor yuan ran.

Immediately, the war was imminent.

"Boom..."

On the challenge arena, a hundred martial artists fought together.

Don't ask the sky and the eyes of the little Lord of Qingtian world fell into the void.

"Boss, why did you choose Ji Tianjie's disciple?"

Suddenly, it seemed that he remembered something. A touch of doubt rose in Xiao Jiao's eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"People in Ji Tianjie don't seem to be as powerful as those in Yin Tianjie!"

"At least in body method and martial arts, it can't be compared, but this person's spiritual power is much better than that of the people in the hidden heaven!"

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

"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.

Immediately, Xiao Jiao's eyes just looked at the arena.

That serious appearance seems to want to see something from Ji Tianjie's disciples.

Looking at Xiao Jiao looking at the arena so seriously, you'er's eyes couldn't help looking at the arena.

"Boy, I will soon let you know that your eyes are not as good as mine!"

"The disciples of the hidden heaven must be the last and top disciples of this group!"

At the moment, the little Lord of Optimus, looking at Mo Wentian, said sarcastically.

It seemed that he was very determined.

"Mole ants, what's the hurry!"

"This kowtow to the emperor on his knees, sooner or later!"

"In front of everyone, you chose the disciples of the hidden heaven. Don't go back!"

Don't ask the sky, looking at the little Lord of Qingtian world, with a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, raising a trace of radian.

"Boy, you..."

"You are so hateful that you should ridicule me so!"

"I..."

"Hum..."

Listen, don't ask the sky. The young master of optima world is almost furious.

With a stuffy hum, the corners of my mouth overflowed with blood.

Had it not been for the presence of emperor yuan ran, who had already formulated the rules, qingtianjie would not have stayed here honestly, and would have killed Mo Wentian.

But emperor yuan Ran is here now. Even if he was given a hundred courage, he didn't dare to ask Mo Wentian.

"Young Lord, are you all right?"

"Young Lord, this boy is really hateful!"

"Young Lord, if we don't kill this boy today, we will lose face in heaven!"

"Young master, this boy must be killed, otherwise how can we stand in the celestial realm in the future!"

"Young master, don't worry about this boy first. It's not too late to kill him when he gets on the challenge arena!"

……

Looking at the little Lord of the optima world being spilled blood by Mo Wen, the disciples of the optima world hurriedly greeted the little Lord of the optima world.

They were looking at Mo Wentian's eyes at the moment, and their killing intention was boundless.

If the eyes can kill, don't ask the sky at the moment, you don't know how many times you have been killed.

But Mo Wentian was extremely indifferent. His eyes were just staring at the arena. As for these comments and eyes, Mo Wentian didn't take them to heart at all.

"Boss, the little Lord of Optimus, you are so angry!"

"It seems that this mood is not very good!"

"If Optimus is handed over to such a person in the future, it will be a waste!"

Suddenly, the phantom figure flashed, fell in front of Mo Wentian, stretched out his furry claws, scratched his head, and flashed a light in his eyes.

"Wasted?"

"This is indeed a waste. The Optimus world should be handed over to us before it can be truly carried forward!"

Listening to Huan Tian's words, don't ask him what he seems to think of. The corners of his mouth are slightly grinning, raising a touch of radian.

"Boss, it's not just the Optimus world. We'll come one by one in the fairy world this day!"

Huan Tian looked at Mo Wentian and couldn't tell why. His heart was boiling with enthusiasm, like beating chicken blood, and he was very excited.

At the same time, the breath on magic sky grew rapidly.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

On the challenge arena, the original 100 standing figures have fallen 90 times, leaving only 10 figures.

The breath on these ten figures fluctuated at the moment.

This is the last ten disciples who were drawn to No. 2. Beside them, there were ten corpses, which were exactly what they killed.

Among the remaining people, there are naturally two figures, Mo Wentian and Qing Tianjie. One is a disciple of the hidden heaven, and the other is a person of Ji Tianjie.

But the breath on these two people, the breath on the disciples of the hidden heaven, is much more stable.

Not only that, the disciple of Ji Tianjie looks much more embarrassed than the disciple of Yin Tianjie.

Obviously, the fight just now, the disciples of the hidden heaven, compared with Ji Tianjie, was much easier.

"Boy, see?"

"The result is obvious. You must have lost this game!"

"Hahahaha..."

Looking at these two figures on the challenge arena, the young master of Qingtian world said sarcastically.

At the same time, the little Lord of Optimus laughed wildly.

According to the young master of Optimus, he is sure to win.

As for Ji Tianjie's disciples whom Mo Wentian likes, in his opinion, it is impossible to become the last to stay in the top ranking, at least after the disciples of the hidden heaven.

"Don't be happy too early!"

"It's still early!"

Don't ask the sky to look at the little Lord of Qingtian world, and his expression is extremely indifferent.

"Boss, this hidden heaven disciple seems to be much better than this Ji Tianjie disciple. Shall we change..."

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice with a flash of light in his eyes.

"No!"

"I'll choose this man from Ji Tianjie!"

"I can't lose this game!"

Before Xiao Jiao finished speaking, Mo Wentian interrupted coldly. Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Boss..."

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

"In this round of war, I announced that the final victory was the hidden heaven, Ji Tianjie..."

At this time, the voice of emperor yuan ran resounded.

Emperor yuan ran looked at the disciples up and down the arena, looking very indifferent.

As for those slain disciples, emperor yuan ran did not pay attention at all.

It seems that those disciples are not worth his attention at all.

At this moment, a strong smell of blood filled the arena.

Some martial artists vomited directly.

Some fighters even ran away directly. Although some of them had already quit the war, this scene fell into their eyes and made their bodies tremble uncontrollably.

Yuan ran, the great emperor, looked at those disciples who ran away crazily, and his eyes Rose with disdain.

At the next moment, emperor yuan ran seemed to think of something, and his eyes looked in one direction.

Emperor yuan ran looked in the same direction as Mo Wentian.

"Ask brother Tian, this emperor yuan ran seems to be looking at you!"

Tianhu seemed to notice yuan Ran's eyes, looked at Mo Wentian, and hurriedly said.

"Look at me?"

"If the emperor yuan ran wants to see it, he will see it!"

Don't ask the sky's eyes, the slightest ray of light passed by.