Chapter 1829 Challenge

"Don't use your soul to fight with you?"

Mo Wentian looked at the man who stood up, the raised curve of the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

It seems that he directly suppressed Yuanyou with his soul, which had a great influence on the disciples of Yuantian Realm.

The man in front of him is only half a step away from the middle stage of Tianzun, and he is still half a step away from the later stage of Tianzun. Even if he doesn't pay attention to the resentment of Tianzun in the later stage, the man in front of him is naturally fearless.

"Boss, let me handle this man!"

"You don't need to do it!"

But at this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed, looked at Mo Wentian, and said proactively.

At this moment, Xiaojiao's fighting spirit surged even higher.

"This little Jiao, it seems that he can't wait to fight!"

Mo Wentian smiled and shook his head.

"Boy, I just want to fight with you!"

"You want us to surrender to you, not the monster in front of you. If we want to fight, we will fight with you. We will not fight this monster!"

Before Mo Wentian could answer, the man on the opposite side spoke hastily.

With that appearance, it seemed that he was afraid of Xiaojiao.

In fact, the man's worry is not wrong, Xiao Jiao's cultivation level is stronger than theirs, and the power that Xiao Jiao radiates makes them fearful.

As for Mo Wentian in front of him, his cultivation was only in the mid-emperor realm, so in his opinion, Mo Wentian was no match for him at all.

As for Mo Wentian subduing Yuanyou just now, it was just Mo Wentian's tricks.

But now he had said before the battle that he could not use divine weapons and divine souls. With pure strength, he did not believe that Mo Wentian would be his opponent.

"Little Jiao, you can't blame me!"

"It's him who doesn't fight you!"

Hearing the man's words, Mo Wentian helplessly spread his hands.

"Boss, these people are really hateful, they don't even fight me!"

In Xiaojiao's heart, he was very unhappy.

"Xiaojiao, I promise you that there will be some great battles for you!"

"After subduing this resentment world, I will continue to subdue other worlds. Are you still afraid that there will be no chance of a big battle?"

Seeing Xiaojiao's sullen look at that moment, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said hastily.

"Do you want to conquer other worlds?"

"Boss, this is what you said, you promised me, you can't stop me like this time!"

Hearing this, Xiaojiao's eyes instantly lit up with an incomparably bright light, and the joy on his face was unspeakable.

"This emperor promised you, and I will never break my promise!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and he said in a curved voice.

"Boy, can you explain everything about the funeral?"

But at this moment, a disdainful voice came.

The man who complained about the Heavenly Realm looked at Mo Wentian with disdain in his eyes.

With that appearance, it seemed that he didn't take Mo Wentian seriously at all.

"Following?"

"Ants, you are not worthy of letting the emperor explain anything, it is you who should account for the funeral!"

"This emperor can give you a few breaths and let you explain the matter, otherwise, you will have no chance!"

Hearing the man's words, Mo Wentian's expression was incomparably indifferent, and his voice was even more icy cold.

"Arrogant boy!"

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

"Resentful Fist!"

A haughty voice sounded, and the man's aura rapidly rose.

Those hands couldn't help clenching into fists, and above the fists, terrible resentment was extremely wanton.

There was even more murderous intent in the man's eyes.

If eyes could kill, Mo Wentian would have been beheaded thousands of times by men's eyes.

"Senior Brother Yuan Ming's Resentment Fist, Brother Yuan Ming's Resentment Fist, but Senior Brother Yuan Ming's ultimate move, I don't think this kid can block it!"

"That's right, this kid is really arrogant. Brother Kuanming proposed that he can't use the power of the soul and the divine weapon, but this kid actually agreed without self-control!"

"If you agree, you are looking for death. In terms of physique, let alone his cultivation in the mid-term of the Emperor, even our World Master, he is no match for Senior Brother Kuanming in terms of physique!"

"It's too early to make a conclusion now, this kid's physique is extraordinary!"

"Senior Brother Yuan Ming, you can definitely kill this kid!"

...

Seeing Yuan Ming's Resentment Fist strike, countless disciples of the Resentment Heaven Realm exploded.

Their eyes were looking at Mo Wentian at this moment, and there was a bit of unconcealable sympathy in their eyes.

It was as if they had seen the scene of Mo Wenran's tragic death under the Resentment Fist of Resentment Ming.

Some disciples even raised the joy of victory at the corners of their mouths.

"Resentful Fist?"

"It's just ants!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's aura also rapidly rose.

"Shenlong Fist!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian shouted angrily, threw a punch, and directly greeted Yuan Ming's punch.

"Ho Ho..."

And following Mo Wentian's punch, a peerless divine dragon appeared in the void.

The power and influence on that dragon was immense.

"The might of this dragon is terrifying!"

"This kid actually comprehended the meaning of Shenlong Fist!"

Looking at the mighty dragon in the void, a flash of surprise flashed in Yan Ming's eyes.

But the next moment, with a flash of his figure, Yuan Ming accelerated his speed and blasted towards Mo Wentian.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the two fists in the void collided together.

A figure flew upside down.

What surprised everyone was that the person who flew upside down was not Mo Wentian they wanted to see, but Wu Ming.

At this moment, Yan Ming's figure has appeared in a thousand feet.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face became even paler at this moment.

At the same time, the breath on Yuan Ming's body fluctuated endlessly.

"Senior Brother Yuanming, it turned out that Senior Brother Yuanming flew out!"

"Senior Brother Yuanming can't even block this kid's punch, it seems that this kid is still strong!"

"It's not as simple as having strength, this kid is simply a monster!"

"Even senior brother Yuan Ming can't stop this kid, it seems that none of us is his opponent!"

"Could it be that today we really want to submit to this kid in the middle of the emperor?"

...

Seeing Yuan Ming flying upside down, one figure after another, he was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, and said with an impressive face.

At this moment, their hearts were even more shocking.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that a mid-emperor martial artist would blow away a strong man whose strength was comparable to that of the late-stage Tianzun with one punch.

This scene is really shocking!

"Boss, mighty!"

But Xiaojiao, who watched this scene, grinned to the ear.

"Boss' strength, it seems, has been strengthened again in Tianminghai!"

But at this moment, Huantian, not far away, had a flash of light in his eyes.