Chapter 1865 If You Don't Know the Face, You Will Die!

"Old man, I think you are tired of living!"

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the breath of the man who stood up quickly rose sharply.

The killing intent in those eyes rapidly increased.

"Tired of life?"

"It seems that you want to find fault with me, the old man?"

His eyes shrank suddenly, and Mo Wentian's expression also turned cold, and his voice was even colder, which could freeze people.

Mo Wentian doesn't want to cause other troubles, but Mo Wentian is not a person who is afraid of troubles.

If these people trouble him, he doesn't mind getting rid of them.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's expression turned colder and colder.

"I come!"

"Let me kill the old man!"

And at this moment, an incomparably burly figure stood out from the crowd, looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in this person's eyes was boundless and terrifying.

The aura on this person's body rose rapidly.

In the next moment, without the slightest hesitation, this person punched directly towards Mo Wentian.

"This is what you delivered to your door!"

"It's not my fault!"

Seeing that this person was about to land a punch on him, the killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes also grew rapidly.

"Buzz..."

Immediately, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

"What kind of sword is this old man holding?"

"That divine sword looks very ordinary, what kind of divine weapon can it be!"

"Yeah, I think this old man is going to die in Lu Yu's hands!"

"Lu Yu's cultivation has already reached the mid-stage of Tianzun. This old man's cultivation is only the emperor's perfection. He can't be Lu Yu's opponent at all!"

"This old man dared to be so arrogant when he came to stop us. Even if he killed us, it would not be considered a death in vain!"

...

Seeing the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword appearing in Mo Wentian's hand, the remaining warriors started talking instantly.

They looked at Mo Wentian with disdain in their eyes.

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

What's more, some warriors even imagined the scene of Mo Wentian's tragic death under Lu Yu's punch.

"Old man, go to hell!"

Suddenly, in the void, an extremely cold voice sounded.

I saw Lu Yu's figure flashing in the void, and directly blasted towards Mo Wentian.

"Well done!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was boundless murderous intent in his eyes.

Immediately, holding the Heaven Devouring Sword in his hand, he greeted Lu Yu directly.

"Clang clang..."

"boom……"

The next moment, in the void, there was a violent collision sound.

A figure flew upside down.

The figure flying upside down was not Mo Wentian as they had expected, but Lu Yu.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The aura on Lu Yu's body dropped rapidly.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of shock.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Old man, why are you so strong?"

Lu Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were shining brightly.

If he hadn't personally fought Mo Wentian, he would never have believed that with his mid-term cultivation of Tianzun, how could he not be able to defeat even the emperor's consummated fighters.

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

The old man in front of me is terrifying!

"Isn't this old man's cultivation level just perfected by the emperor? How can his strength be stronger than Lu Yu's!"

"This old man with perfect emperor must have hidden his cultivation!"

"That's right, this person's cultivation must be hidden, otherwise, how could he beat Lu Yu!"

"One blow directly seriously injured Lu Yu. This old man's strength is probably stronger than Lu Yu's!"

"This person's cultivation is probably beyond the middle stage of Tianzun, or even the realm of late Tianzun!"

...

Seeing Lu Yu's figure fly upside down, the remaining warriors exploded in an instant.

They looked at Mo Wentian, and their eyes were full of surprise.

"I didn't want to do anything, but you guys are so ignorant!"

"It's not my fault!"

Mo Wentian took a step forward, stepped on Lu Yu's body fiercely, and said coldly.

The Lu Yu in front of him is just a warrior in the middle stage of Tianzun, and Mo Wentian doesn't necessarily want to kill this person.

"Old man, you are really hateful!"

"I...we're going to kill you!"

Seeing Mo Wentian humiliating Lu Yu in this way, the aura of the remaining warriors quickly rose sharply, and they said coldly.

As he said that, the figures surrounded Mo Wentian.

"It seems that you want to find trouble with the emperor together?"

Looking at the dozens of figures surrounding him, Mo Wentian's eyes shot up with murderous intent.

At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body also rose rapidly.

"Let's go together and kill this old man!"

"This old man is really disgusting. Not only did he seriously injure our Senior Brother Lu Yu, but he also insulted Senior Brother Lu Yu like this!"

"This revenge, we must avenge Senior Brother Lu Yu, otherwise, we will think that there is no one in our Lu family!"

"This old man's strength cannot be underestimated!"

"What are you afraid of? No matter how strong you are, you are no more than an old man who is about to enter the coffin!"

...

The next moment, the dozens of figures started making noise.

But in their hands, a handful of artifacts appeared.

The aura on them is even more vast.

The eyes that looked at Mo Wentian had boundless killing intent.

"It's good for you to go together!"

"It can save Ben Emperor some time!"

A cold voice sounded.

Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure stood proudly in the void.

"Brothers, let's go together and kill this old man!"

And at this moment, among the crowd, the man who stood up first shouted angrily.

Following the man's angry shout, dozens of figures, armed with different artifacts, came directly to kill Mo Wentian.

But just when their artifact was about to fall on Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared again.

"Hiss..."

And the next moment, a figure gasping for breath came.

"Bang bang bang..."

Immediately following, there was the sound of figures falling to the ground.

"This... this is impossible..."

An impressively incomparable voice sounded.

Immediately, that figure also fell to the ground, with no breath left on his body.

This series of sounds sounded, and it was only a few breaths.

Those dozens of figures fell to the ground at this moment. They were devoid of breath, but their eyes were wide open, as if they saw something terrible.

At the same time, the necks of the fallen figures all had a deep throat crack, and blood gushed out from the necks.

The strong smell of blood permeated in an instant.