Chapter 4924 Unexpected Surprise

Although the King Ming Tianwu practitioners were exhausted and did not even have the strength to resist, but because they focused on physical cultivation on weekdays, the strength of the physical body was placed there, and it was not easy to kill an opponent who was equally exhausted.

Such a situation has never been seen before.

Yang Kai, who was dragging Ming Wang Tianwu towards the angry flames, was uneasy. He didn't know whether his plan could be realized.

But you have to try it anyway, after all, this involves a human life.

In that secret realm, Meng Qi once told him that in the future, when he encounters Motu, he does not need to be merciful. If he can kill him, just do it, and death is sometimes a relief.

He didn't expect such a choice to appear in front of him so quickly, but facing such a Mo disciple who was born in Ming Wangtian, he couldn't kill him ruthlessly.

After all, he has the means to clear the source, and he may be able to find an opportunity to rescue him and restore his nature.

That's why he tried every means to defeat his opponent without killing him.

Walking staggeringly to the front of the angry flames, Yang Kai slightly clenched his fists: "Master, fortunately not humiliated!"

Ang Yan smiled and nodded: "Very good, I really did not see you wrong."

In fact, before dispatching Yang Kai, he had already planned to abandon him, but now, he has foresight.

The angry flames looked down at the Mingwang Tianwu who was dragged to the front by Yang Kai, with a hint of greed flashing in his eyes, and reached out: "Give him to me."

Yang Kai has no choice.

Furious flames reached out and grabbed the King Ming Tianwu. The huge palm directly held it on the palm of his hand, and the power of ink surged and wrapped it.

Seeing this scene, Yang Kai breathed a sigh of relief, and Fury's actions did not disappoint him, which is what Yang Kai expected to happen.

On the other hand, Lang Ya, who had been standing beside him and watched while gnashing his teeth, suddenly turned gloomy, and said solemnly, "Raging flames, what are you doing?"

He thought that Fury Yan wanted to enjoy his trophies. After all, it was a great power of the sixth-rank open heaven, and it was also a great supplement to the upper-level Motu. The flame strength will definitely increase greatly.

Who knew that Fury Flame had no such plan at all, but instead used his power of ink to erode the martial artist of Ming Wangtian.

In this way, wouldn't Ming Wangtian's martial artist become an angry flame disciple?

How can Wolf Fang accept this? A living Motu and a dead Motu have different meanings. Since he had agreed to a death fight with Raging Flame, and now that the outcome has been decided, he has already prepared himself mentally for his Motu to be killed.

If Fury Yan really killed that King Ming Tianwu, he would have nothing to say, but it was unbearable for Fury to take such a hand.

With such a move, the strength of Raging Flame's subordinates has greatly increased, but his subordinates have lost a general. With such an increase and a decrease, the gap between his strength and Raging Flame's strength will be large.

"Do you have an opinion?" Raging Flame squinted.

Langya said angrily: "You and I have agreed to a death fight, and we must score life and death. What do you mean by robbing me of Motu now?"

If it is a life fight, it is agreed that the attribution of the Mo disciples is the bet, and there is no blame for the flames to do so, but the death fight is different.

Anger sneered and said: "Why is it a robbery, the outcome is already divided, this is my trophy, if I want him to live, I will live, if I want him to die, I will die. His life is mine, and it has nothing to do with you."

Langya sticks to the rules and doesn't let go: "A death fight is a death fight. Only one of these two Mo disciples can survive, you can choose one for yourself!"

Anger shook his head incessantly: "No one ever said that only one can survive a death battle."

No one has really said that, but every death battle is the result. The main reason is that the strength of the Mo disciples who are fighting in the next battle is almost the same. Hand, there will always be one side will lose and die.

Everyone acquiesced to this rule.

If Yang Kai captured his opponent and ran back, this has only happened once in so many years, so there is room for disputes.

Lang Ya didn't waste his saliva with him, and raised his arms: "You ask these many clansmen, what are the rules of deathmatch!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

There were cheers all around, deafening. Many Mo people don't care who benefits, they just want to see blood and slaughter.

Wolf Fang looked at Raging Flame defiantly, with a smug look on his face.

Anger Yan's expression became solemn. He really liked the martial artist of Ming Wangtian. It would be best if he could earn it under his command.

Just in the middle of hesitation, Yang Kai suddenly clasped his fists and said: "Master, let me fight him again, I can slowly, slowly torture him to death!"

Fury frowned: "Slowly torture him to death?" What's the point?

Yang Kai said: "How about a hundred years?"

Only then did Ang Yan understand it, thinking who would want to watch it here for a hundred years? Even Langya may not have the patience. As long as he is gone, the martial artist of Ming Wangtian will naturally become his black disciple.

This is not a solution.

"You are courting death!" Langya turned his head and glared at Yang Kai.

Yang Kai bowed his head and said: "Master wants me to die, I have to die myself!" The implication is that you are not qualified for this.

Ding Si's eyelids twitched as he listened, only to realize that this young fellow was a little more daring, and he dared to speak to the Mo people in such a yin and yang manner. I'm afraid he didn't know how to write dead words.

"Presumptuous!" Furious flames rebuked, but there was no tone of rebuke.

Yang Kai bowed his head to show his respect.

Anger turned to look at Langya: "I don't think you want to spend a hundred years watching a not-so-splendid battle, right? If you really have the time to spare, I can let these two Mo disciples continue to fight here. down."

Anyway, that Ming Wangtian's black disciple has been soaked by his ink power, and he is considered his black disciple. As long as he gives an order, two black disciples can really fight for a hundred years.

Wolf Fang sneered.

"Let's do this, let's invite the three lords to judge at will, and ask them for their opinions. We should serve more with less. Whatever decision the lords have, let's follow them." Fury suggested.

The reason why there is such a proposal is because no matter what the result is, it will not be a disadvantage for him.

If that Ming Wang Tianwu can really survive, he will naturally have one more general under his command.

If he had to die, the rage flame could take the opportunity to devour his mighty power and turn it into his own powerful capital.

In any case, the wolf tooth is useless.

Raging flames don't have a hundred years to waste.

He has proposed so, how could Langya disagree, and immediately nodded: "Yes!"

Anger turned his head to look at the four directions, stretched out his hands to support his chest: "I respectfully invite the three lords to judge this matter." He pointed to the Ming Wang Tianwu, and said, "It is up to the adults whether this Motu lives or dies."

Among the Mo people looking around, there are lord-level Mo people, and there are still a lot of them. The lord is the division of the Black Ink Clan, and when the strength is reached, they can naturally become the Black Ink Clan of the lord level.

But not every Black Ink Clan of the lord level has their own territory.

This place is the typhoon lord, the lord is the typhoon lord, and has nothing to do with other lords, but the typhoon lord has such a territory, and the strength is naturally not comparable to the ordinary Mo clan lord.

Just like Void Land, there are so many sixth-rank Open Heavens, but Yang Kai, who is also a sixth-rank, is the Lord of Void Land. Although the others are also people in Void Land, they are not the masters.

After the angry flames finished, they waited quietly.

After a while, there was only one female lord who said in a solemn tone: "Death battles are naturally divided between life and death. What is the matter of both living?"

It was already obvious what she meant.

Lang Ya and Raging Flame stretched out their hands and bent over to support their chests, paying respect to him, waiting for the next lord to speak. However, with the support of this female lord, Lang Ya's expression was obviously much more relaxed.

Anger is still indifferent mentality, just like his previous plan, no matter what the result is, it will not hurt him.

After a while, another lord said: "The Motu is also the strength of our Mo people, let him survive, it can be useful on the battlefield."

The opinions of the two lords are opposite, and the last lord can undoubtedly decide the life and death of the Ming Wang Tianwu.

I don't know from which direction, a voice came out: "Can live!"

Concise and concise, without much explanation. It is estimated that it is the same as what the second lord thought, allowing Motu to survive and play some role on the battlefield.

Raging Flame and Wolf Fang saluted again.

When he got up, the angry flame smiled proudly at Langya, who snorted and led his Motu to turn and leave.

He originally gathered three Mo disciples around him, two fifth-rank and one sixth-rank, one fifth-rank was killed by Ding Si, and the only sixth-rank was captured by Yang Kai, and now only the last fifth-rank remains. , terribly bleak.

And if he wants to get more Motu, he can only buy it from other Motu, or participate in such a gambling battle, or wait for the war to break out and ink the warriors of the human race on the battlefield.

But no matter what, Langya lost a lot this time.

And the angry flames that have some gaps with him are naturally overjoyed.

In two gambling battles, one Jiayi died, but there was another Mingwang Tianwu practitioner, and his subordinates still maintained the lineup of five generals, and their strength has also increased.

And all of this is due to this newly acquired servant named Wuwu. If he hadn't given him a surprise, how could he be so happy today.

Turning his head, he looked at Yang Kai with a blood-stained face and a messed up body.

I have never felt that any Motu was so attractive.

"From today, you will be called Jiayi!" Anger looked at Yang Kaidao.

Yang Kai was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists in a low voice: "Yes!"

From the name of Wuwu, it suddenly became Jiayi, which is obviously a huge rise in status.

"Your name is Wuwu!" The Mo people looked at the Ming Wang Tianwu again.

After a short rest, although the martial artist Ming Wangtian had not fully recovered, at least he was able to stand up and replied with a pale face.