Chapter 2317

"Really?"

"In that case, I want to thank you!"

Listen to Duan Qi's words, don't ask the corner of the mouth slightly, raise a radian.

"You are very polite, boy!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi's eyes flashed a startling, subconscious way.

"You and I chat like this, but it's like a life and death person who wants to fight in the arena!"

Seeing that Duan Qisi didn't mean to go to the challenge arena at all, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a touch of light and said coldly.

"Boy, it seems that you can't wait!"

"Come on, let me see if you have the strength equivalent to your courage!"

It's OK not to ask the sky. As soon as it comes out, Duan Qi instantly remembers it, and his figure flashes and disappears in place.

When he reappeared, Duan Qi's figure had appeared on the challenge arena.

"Naturally, what the emperor said has always been his word!"

The cold voice sounded, and a touch of matchless confidence rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and also appeared on the challenge arena.

"Divine fist!"

The next moment, Duan Qi didn't hesitate at all. He shouted angrily and punched Mo Wentian directly.

"Boom..."

With Duan Qi's punch, a sound came from the void.

The whole void trembled.

It has to be said that this strange divine fist is still well refined. At least the strength of this fist is already the peak of the emperor of heaven.

And Mo Wentian looked at this punch, and his expression didn't even change at all.

It seemed that Duan Qi's punch was not in his eyes at all.

"Boss, be careful!"

"Ask brother Tian, be careful!"

……

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao, Tianhu and others exclaimed.

At this moment, a touch of worry rose on the faces of Xiao Jiao and others.

"No problem!"

"This is just God's fist, and the emperor's dragon fist is going to knock him to the ground!"

Mo Wentian's eyes are full of confidence.

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's confident words, Xiao Jiao and others looked at each other, opened their mouths, and wanted to say something, but in the end, they didn't say anything.

Xiao Jiao and others wanted to help, but Mo Wentian had already said not to let them do it.

They can only watch, but they also believe.

Mo Wentian can deal with Duan Qi well. After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation is in the realm of heaven, and his strength can kill the warrior at the peak of the emperor of heaven.

"Boy, you're going to catch my first punch. Don't let me down!"

At this time, Duan Qi's arrogant voice came.

"Catch the first punch?"

"It's not the emperor who can't catch the first punch, but you!"

Listen to Duan Qi's words, don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth, raise a touch of evil smile.

"Dragon fist!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. He punched directly and greeted Duan Qi's divine fist.

"Ho ho..."

With Mo Wentian's fist, a magical dragon phantom with the size of tens of thousands of feet appeared in the void.

The dragon stood proudly in the void and roared at Duan Qi.

"Dragon fist?"

"This divine dragon fist is so powerful that it is even stronger than my divine heaven fist. Just don't ask the cultivation of heaven, but in the early days of the emperor of heaven, he won't be my opponent!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's dragon fist, especially feeling the power of the dragon fist, Duan Qi's eyes flashed a surprise.

But the next moment, I thought that Mo Wentian's cultivation was just the beginning of the emperor of heaven.

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation is only two small realms away from his heavenly peak.

But the difference between these two small realms is very different in strength.

"What a terrible Long Wei, this boy's cultivation is really only in the early days of the emperor of heaven?"

"Yes, how can I feel the power of Mo Wentian's fist? Compared with elder martial brother Duanqi's Shentian fist, the fist strength is even more terrible!"

"It's impossible? It's just that this boy is playing tricks. This boy can't be the opponent of senior brother Duanqi!"

"What's the hurry? This is just the beginning of the war. This boy can't be the opponent of senior brother Duanqi!"

"This boy is just doing Kung Fu in face. In fact, he is a paper tiger. We watched how he was defeated by senior brother Duanqi!"

……

Feeling the vastness of the dragon, countless disciples of God's heaven instantly burst into flames.

At this moment, they all had some doubts about Mo Wentian's cultivation strength.

If it weren't for the fact that they sensed that Mo Wentian was really only in the early days of the emperor of heaven, they really didn't believe that Mo Wentian was just a warrior in the early days of the emperor of heaven.

But among them, most of them still believe that Duan Qi will be the final winner, and don't ask the vast dragon power, but still play tricks.

"Boy, play tricks!"

"I'll show you what the real boxing strength is!"

Listening to this discussion, Duan Qi's heart instantly raised a touch of confidence.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Duan Qi flashed a cold light in his eyes and drank coldly.

"What is the real boxing strength?"

"You'll feel it soon!"

Smell speech, don't ask the corners of the mouth, raised the arc, more and more rich.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared in front of Duan Qi.

Mo Wentian's dragon fist was even more directly aimed at Duan Qi's face.

"Boy, your speed is so fast!"

"Divine fist!"

Seeing Mo Wentian appear close at hand, Duan Qi didn't hesitate at all, and directly greeted him with a punch.

"Bang..."

The moment the two fists collided, a violent sound came.

I saw two figures, retreating step by step.

"Hum..."

With a stuffy hum, the corners of Duan Qi's mouth overflowed with blood.

"This... How is this possible? Our senior brother Duanqi was hurt by this boy's punch?"

"Just now, if elder martial brother Duanqi hadn't been fast enough to punch the boy's dragon fist, I'm afraid elder martial brother Duanqi would be disfigured!"

"Elder martial brother Duanqi's strength is quite good among our disciples in the divine world. After all, elder martial brother Duanqi is very talented!"

"Yes, elder martial brother Duanqi's cultivation is only the peak of the emperor of heaven, but he can display the perfect strength of the emperor of heaven!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that a martial artist in the early days of the emperor of heaven, who came from a small world, could hurt elder martial brother Duanqi!"

……

Looking at Duan Qi's injury, countless disciples of God's heaven instantly talked.

They looked at Mo Wentian, and their eyes were even more impressive.

If it weren't for what they saw with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe that a warrior with only the initial cultivation of the emperor of heaven could hurt the strong man at the peak of the emperor of heaven.

At this moment, their views on Mo Wentian couldn't help changing.

"Poof..."

At this time, don't ask the sky's mouth, spewing a mouthful of blood.

Don't ask the sky. The breath on your body has fallen a lot.

"Boss!"

"Ask brother Tian!"

……

Looking at this scene, the figures of Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

At the same time, the breath of Xiao Jiao and others rose rapidly.

If Mo Wentian hadn't said he wouldn't let them do it, Xiao Jiao would have done it.

Tian Hu looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were even more worried.

"I'm fine!"

"You all step back!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and others, reached out to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, stood up, and said indifferently.

"Boss..."

"Ask brother Tian..."

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao and others were full of worry in their eyes.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, I didn't say anything.