Chapter 1740 It's Just Mediocre!

This eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian always had a hunch in his heart that he was not simple!

But it's not easy to say that it's not easy to be a home for a while.

"Boss..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Monkey, your abilities are nothing more than that!"

"Your physique is just so-so. You have already been injured by a collision of the time wheel. It seems that today you must submit to this emperor!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at the eight-armed ape, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Surrender to you?"

"Boy, don't dream!"

"It's impossible for me to submit to you. My seat was slightly injured, but it's only due to the time roulette!"

"You boy, if you don't have the time roulette, you won't even be the enemy of this seat!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the gibbon's eyes were full of coldness, and his voice was even colder.

Having said that, but at this moment, the eight-armed ape felt the slightest fear of Mo Wentian.

Even though it was the time roulette that collided with him just now, for no reason, Mo Wentian in front of him always gave him a bad premonition.

This feeling was something he had never had before.

It was a feeling of wanting to kneel down. He had been in this palace for hundreds of thousands of years, and in the world of celestial beings for millions of years. He had never felt this kind of feeling even in front of a powerful Heavenly Emperor.

But Mo Wentian in front of him actually made him feel this way.

For a moment, the eight-armed ape's heart was very impressive.

Thinking about it like this, the gala's brows also knit into a ball.

"No time roulette, not even your one-stroke enemy?"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and an incomparably cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Boss, don't talk nonsense with this monkey!"

"Just kill him directly!"

And at this moment in the Wentian Pavilion, Xiaojiao's angry voice came again.

Seeing the eight-armed ape was injured, Xiaojiao thought that it would not be difficult for Mo Wentian to kill the eight-armed ape.

But what he didn't know was that Mo Wentian's expression became solemn at this moment.

The aura of the eight-armed ape is growing rapidly.

"Little Jiao, restore your cultivation properly!"

"The Emperor may need your help!"

A cold voice sounded, and a trace of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao quickly agreed.

In the Wentian Pavilion, Xiaojiao quickly entered the practice.

"Boy, don't use the time roulette if you have the guts!"

"Fight directly with this seat!"

But at this moment, an incomparably cold voice came.

The eight-armed ape was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his aura surged, and he looked at Mo Wentian with undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"Don't use the time wheel?"

"What? Tell the emperor not to use the time roulette, are you afraid?"

Hearing the eight-armed monkey's words, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and said with a wicked smile.

When the eight-armed ape's eyes looked at the time wheel, there was a slight fluctuation, which was a touch of fear!

"Afraid?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"It's just a small imperial artifact, am I afraid?"

"It's ridiculous, let alone an emperor-level artifact, even if it's an honor-level artifact, I don't even blink!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's face full of evil smiles, a complex look flashed in the Octopus's eyes.

The next moment, he laughed wildly and said indifferently.

That appearance, it seems that what he said is true, it seems that he doesn't pay much attention to the high-level artifact.

"Yeah?"

"Then why don't you let the emperor use the time roulette?"

Looking at the eight-armed ape, Mo Wentian's raised mouth became more and more intense, and he said hastily.

At this moment, Mo Wentian even mocked the gala in his heart.

He wanted to see how the eight-armed ape explained it!

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian had a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Boy, you..."

"It seems that you really have no seeds!"

"This seat seems to be guessing right. You just rely on the time roulette to have some strength. Without the time roulette, you are not even a fart!"

"This makes me look down on you!"

Mo Wentian's sudden rhetorical question, Octopus really didn't know how to answer.

A gleam of light flashed across his eyes, he coughed lightly, and then said slowly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Monkey, if you're afraid, you're afraid. You don't feel too tired to panic if you find reasons like this!"

Seeing the eight-armed ape's serious face, Mo Wentian also laughed wildly.

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the eight-armed ape at this moment is just a joke.

In Mo Wentian's eyes, he was naked, but he wanted to cover up in various ways.

"Boy, you..."

"You are really hateful!"

"How dare you laugh at me!"

"I want you to die!"

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the gala's heart surged with anger, and the killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was undisguised.

The next moment, the figure flashed, and the seven arms directly rushed towards Mo Wentian.

Along with it, there was a strong smell of blood, and that breath also carried an evil.

The strong smell of blood made people want to vomit even more.

"What's this?"

"This breath is too evil!"

As the eight-armed ape got closer, the evil aura got closer, Mo Wentian said secretly in his heart.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared behind the eight-armed ape.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword!"

"come out!"

With a cold shout, the Heaven Devouring Sword reappeared in Mo Wentian's hands, and the sword light vibrated on the Heaven Devouring Sword.

Mo Wentian's power...

Crazy shock!

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art..."

"Boundary-breaking sword!"

A cold shout sounded in the void, and the next moment, Mo Wentian slashed towards the void with a sword.

"Buzz..."

Void, crazy shock.

Following Mo Wentian's sword strike, the fierce sword energy collided with the violent aura of the eight-armed ape in the void.

"bump!"

A violent collision came from the void.

"Pfft..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian backed up several hundred feet, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Tianzun's late stage, it's really scary!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of cold light flickered.

Mo Wentian looked at the eight-armed ape opposite, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"uh-huh……"

But at this moment, the eight-armed ape also let out a muffled snort, and traces of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.

"Monkey, I didn't expect you to be injured too!"

"Your strength is nothing more than this!"

Seeing the blood oozing from the corner of the gabbon's mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed brightly.