Chapter 1423 Ji Wujing's True Identity

"Young Master Ji, don't worry!"

"This emperor, I'm afraid we will be over!"

Smiling calmly, Mo Wentian looked at Ji Wujing opposite, and said in a deep voice.

"Is this the end?"

"Ask the Lord of Heaven, then you have to be careful with this move!"

"Although there are only you and me here, it's better not to leave a joke!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Ji Wujing seemed to have heard some funny joke, and the words were even more sarcastic.

Although he said it so calmly, in fact, at this moment, Ji Wujing's heart was not at all calm, and even worried.

He was worried that Mo Wentian would really break his soul chess.

"Young Master Ji, I'm afraid the Emperor will disappoint you!"

"God Devouring Art!"

Grinning, Mo Wentian quickly cast the Heaven Devouring Art in his hand.

The power of the soul is already somewhat supportive, but the Heaven Devouring Divine Art can help him maintain his strength. Thinking like this, Mo Wentian directly cast the Heaven Devouring Divine Art.

Following the execution of the Heaven Devouring Art, on the chessboard, the power of the countless chess pieces quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.

"How is this going?"

Ji Wujing on the opposite side looked at Mo Wentian, and his expression changed instantly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura, even his own, couldn't help but make his heart palpitate.

What's more, the power in the chess pieces above the soul chess is still continuously gathering towards Mo Wentian.

At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body is no longer the perfection of the king of heaven at all, but has directly reached the peak of the emperor, approaching the perfection of the emperor.

At the same time, the power emanating from Mo Wentian was like a spring that would never dry up.

"go!"

But at this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly shouted angrily.

"boom!"

The next moment, the entire Moyou chessboard trembled.

The countless seals played by Mo Wentian landed in the very center, and the chessboard instantly shattered.

The moment the chessboard shattered, the strange power that enveloped Mo Wentian disappeared instantly.

"This...how is this possible?"

An unbelievable voice came in an instant.

At this moment, Ji Wujing's eyes were full of shock.

Although he had this kind of premonition in his heart, when things really happened, he still felt a little unbelievable in his heart.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian looked up and found that his figure had returned to the valley.

In front of Mo Wentian, there was still that chessboard.

But on the opposite side, Ji Wujing had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing's eyes were full of surprise.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Seeing the blood overflowing from the corner of Ji Wujing's mouth, Ji Ming hurried forward, expressing concern.

"fine!"

Ji Wujing said indifferently.

"Young Master Ji, nothing is impossible!"

"Young Master Ji, you lost this round!"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely low.

"I lost!"

Ji Wujing took a deep breath.

Immediately with a wave of his hand, a large handful of elixir appeared in his palm.

In the next moment, Ji Wujing swallowed up a large amount of elixir.

After a while, Ji Wujing's face became rosy again.

"Boy, you are obviously cheating, otherwise, you would never have won our young master!"

At this moment, Ji Ming looked at Mo Wentian and said with a sinister face.

"Ji Ming, right?"

"This emperor is cheating if he wins against your young master, so what if your young master wins against this emperor?"

"what is that?"

"Is that a matter of course?"

Standing up, Mo Wentian looked at Ji Ming in front of him, with an indifferent expression on his face, and said without answering the question.

"Boy, you..."

"You're just making excuses!"

Suddenly, Ji Ming was blocked by Mo Wentian and was speechless.

"Ji Ming, step back!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came.

"Yes, young master!"

Hearing this, although Ji Ming was somewhat reluctant, he turned around and retreated behind Ji Wujing.

Watching Ji Ming step back, Ji Wujing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a curve on his face.

"Ask God, I think there is no need to talk about the cooperation between you and me!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing's deep voice sounded.

"Stop talking?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a trace of doubt rose.

He just played a game of chess with Ji Wujing, and Ji Wujing stopped talking about cooperation with him.

Recalling Ji Wujing's original attitude, Mo Wentian was shocked.

"Stop talking!"

Ji Wujing took a deep breath and said.

Mo Wentian in front of him is a martial artist whose cultivation is only at the level of a perfect heavenly king. In his eyes, this kind of cultivation is not even considered an ant.

But it was such a person who actually broke the chess game that no one could break for hundreds of thousands of years.

At this moment, Ji Wujing no longer dared to underestimate Mo Wentian in his heart.

What's more, a strong premonition rose in his heart.

The Mo Wentian in front of him will grow into a terrifying existence sooner or later, and at that time, in front of him, he will look down on Mo Wentian just like he is now, and Mo Wentian will also look down on him.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Exhaled a mouthful of foul air.

"Ask the Emperor of Heaven, you still say that you don't understand the way of chess!"

"Do you know that you are the only one who has broken this young master's chess game for hundreds of thousands of years!"

The next moment, Ji Wujing seemed to think of something, the light in Ji Wujing's eyes soared.

Although Ji Wujing was already strongly suppressing the excitement in his heart, the look in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

"For hundreds of thousands of years, the only person who broke your chess game?"

He murmured to himself, but Mo Wentian's eyes showed an impressive expression.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the only person who broke the chess game, the amount of information in this sentence is really too big.

For a while, Mo Wentian didn't know what to say.

You know, even the strongest person in this ancient ruins can only live for 200,000 years.

And this Ji Wujing actually said that no one can break the soul chess for hundreds of thousands of years, which shows that the Ji Wujing in front of him is at least a person who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

Obviously, Ji Wujing in front of him could not be a person from this ancient relic.

"Could it be that he is from the Celestial Realm?"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have remembered something, and an incomparably bright light appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, the only thing Mo Wentian could think of was that this Ji Wujing came from the rumored holy land of martial arts, the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

"Ask God, you don't have to guess about my identity, I believe you will know sooner or later!"

But at this moment, Ji Wujing's faint laugh sounded.