Chapter 1702 True Identity

At that time, with his strength, he can't stop it!

"These ten people must all be resolved!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Mo Wentian secretly had a plan in his heart.

"Isn't Po Yu a disciple ranked within one hundred of the Po Clan? His physique is terrifying and boundless. This kid actually blocked Po Yu's punch, and he was only slightly injured. This kid is really terrifying!"

"This kid is not from our Celestial Realm, he looks like he came from the ancient ruins!"

"Didn't the ancient ruins come in with a group of disciples some time ago? I heard that among the one-punch men who came in, there is a kid named Mo Wentian. He is very arrogant!"

"This kid is also so arrogant, can't this kid be Mo Wentian?"

"That's impossible. This kid's cultivation is only in the mid-emperor stage. How could he be Mo Wentian!"

...

Dazed for a while, the remaining nine people came to their senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and started discussing.

They looked at Mo Wentian with scrutiny, as if they wanted to see something from Mo Wentian.

But no matter how they searched, Mo Wentian's body was nothing special, and they couldn't find anything at all.

"Poor house?"

"Spirit rain!"

"Your cultivation base is still good, this emperor can give you a chance now, how about surrendering to this emperor?"

Listening to the voices of discussion, a trace of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

The next moment, as if he remembered something, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and he said with an arc.

"Surrender to you?"

"Boy, you are dreaming!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing this, Po Yu on the opposite side laughed wildly.

That appearance, as if he heard some funny joke at this moment, the light in his eyes flickered even more.

"It's ridiculous, this kid actually wants to accept Po Yu, doesn't he know who Po Yu is?"

"That's right, Po Yu is a genius disciple of the Po Clan. If he brings Ziyou Dan back here, I'm afraid he will be directly spotted by the higher-ups of the Po Realm!"

"This kid is really too arrogant, he doesn't pay attention to us at all!"

"What's the use of arrogance, in front of us, they are just ants!"

"This kid is so arrogant, it seems that Po Yu has been completely irritated. I think this kid will definitely die today!"

...

Seeing Po Yu laugh wildly, the nine people behind him also said mockingly.

Especially those who have not fought against Mo Wentian, in their view, Mo Wentian is just an ant in the mid-emperor stage.

If they want to kill them, they can do so easily.

But what they don't know is that Mo Wentian's strength has already shocked Po Yu's heart!

"dream?"

"This emperor will let you know if this emperor is dreaming!"

A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and a terrifying killing intent shot out instantly.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared behind Po Yu.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With an angry shout, Mo Wentian directly punched Po Yu's head.

"Boy, you dare to come!"

"Your courage is commendable, but your life may be lost!"

Seeing Mo Wentian appearing behind him, Po Yu instantly came to his senses, and said in an incomparably sinister way.

The next moment, Po Yu also greeted him with a punch.

"boom……"

In the void, the violent collision sounded again.

One figure flew backwards, while the other figure also took several steps backwards.

"puff……"

Mo Wentian, who flew upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Po Yu on the opposite side, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"The physique of this Po family is really as the Shenzhu predecessors said, it is very good!"

"My Nine Dragons Eucharist is even inferior to him!"

Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

But at this moment, in Mo Wentian's heart, he had a plan for the Po Yu in front of him.

This person's physique is very strong, and his talent is not bad. If he can subdue him and improve his cultivation level, it will be very good for Mo Wentian!

Mo Wentian was thinking like this, and secretly had a plan in his heart.

This person, he wants to stay, which is quite good for him to establish influence in the world of celestial beings.

"Blocked? This kid actually blocked Po Yu's punch again!"

"If I read correctly just now, Po Yu's punch has already used more than 60% of his strength. Isn't this kid's cultivation level only in the realm of the emperor? How could he block it?"

"If it was me that Po Yu punched just now, even if I didn't die, I'm afraid I would have been seriously injured, but I didn't expect this kid to be able to block it!"

"This kid must not be allowed to survive in the world of celestial beings, otherwise, we will lose many opportunities because of him!"

"That's right, this kid must die!"

...

Seeing Mo Wentian block Po Yu's punch again, the hearts of these ten people are no longer concerned about Zi Youdan, but about Mo Wentian.

The strength shown by Mo Wentian had already made them fearful, and a sense of danger enveloped them even more.

"This kid must die!"

Hearing these discussions, in Po Yu's eyes, the killing intent was boundless and terrifying.

At the same time, the aura on Po Yu's body also rapidly increased.

"Must die?"

"This ants are still thinking about beheading this emperor?"

"The soul is only a 700-foot ants, but they still want to kill this emperor?"

Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness unfolded, and the thoughts in Po Yu's heart were completely presented in Mo Wentian's mind.

Looking at Po Yu in front of him, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Boy, who are you?"

"Where are you from?"

"Your physique, your strength, why are you so..."

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Po Yu stepped forward, looked at Mo Wentian, and said coldly.

Unable to explain why, Po Yu always feels that the Mo Wentian in front of him is not simple.

But I don't know, Mo Wentian is not simple!

"For a person who is about to die, it doesn't matter if the emperor tells you!"

"This emperor comes from the ancient ruins, you all guessed it right, this emperor is Mo Wentian, the arrogant boy you said!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

With a flash of light in his eyes, Mo Wentian said with a smile.

From Mo Wentian's point of view, he wanted to deal with these people, even if he told them his true identity, so what the hell!

The news of his identity will not be leaked out, which is no problem to him!