Chapter 2075 Is Much Smarter

Mo Wentian punched directly, and just as Mo Wentian punched, a terrifying phantom of a divine dragon appeared in the void.

That divine dragon rushed directly towards Yuan Hu, with its claws and claws, it seemed that it wanted to tear Yuan Hu into pieces.

Yuan Hu's speed is very fast, but Mo Wentian's speed is even faster.

Before Yuan Hu's punch landed on Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's punch had already landed on one of Yuan Hu's arms.

"boom……"

A figure flew upside down.

"ah……"

Then there was another scream.

The scream was none other than Yuan Hu.

The next moment, an arm was seen falling from the void.

An incomparably rich bloody smell permeated the air in an instant.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Yuan Hu's mouth.

After the battle between Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian, he also had a battle with Xiaojiao, Yuan Hu spent a lot of money.

If it wasn't for watching Mo Wentian fight him, and if Mo Wentian's cultivation was only at the level of the emperor's consummation, Yuan Hu would not have shot at Mo Wentian.

But this time, he, Yuan Hu, was mistaken. The Mo Wentian in front of him could not reach the realm of the perfect emperor, but his strength had already surpassed the realm of the emperor, and had already reached the realm of the emperor.

What's more, Mo Wentian's speed is faster than his own.

Even though Yuan Hu lost an arm, with Yuan Hu's cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor, it is not difficult to grow another arm.

But after all, it takes time, not to mention, Yuan Hu has already been injured, and he has lost an arm, which naturally makes his strength drop a lot.

"This...how is this possible? Our king is not this kid's match, and one of our king's arms was smashed to pieces by this kid?"

"This kid must have hidden his cultivation, otherwise, how could he be so strong?"

"I think our king, Jian Zhentian and that little reptile fought too much, and their strength has declined!"

"This kid's strength cannot be underestimated. His cultivation is really only at the level of the emperor's perfection, but his strength is already comparable to the middle stage of the emperor!"

"Could it be that our king will fall into the hands of this kid today?"

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Seeing Yuan Hu's arm falling from the void, the eyes of the three-headed tiger disciples were full of shock.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a martial artist with the consummation of the emperor cut off the arm of the strongest man at the peak of the emperor.

"Boy, you..."

"Who the hell are you?"

After recovering from the astonishment, Yuan Hu stood up, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a gloomy face.

"Who is this emperor, I have already told you, the identity of this emperor is not something you, an ant, can know!"

A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Hu with disdain in his eyes.

With that appearance, it seemed that Yuan Hu was not in his eyes at all.

Yuan Hu, as the king of the three-headed tiger clan, had never been looked at like this. At this moment, Yuan Hu felt angry spontaneously.

He wanted to attack Mo Wentian, but thinking of Mo Wentian's speed just now, Yuan Hu hesitated.

A bad premonition rose in Yuan Hu's heart.

This premonition told him that as long as he shot at Mo Wentian, his fate would definitely not be good.

"Boy, your people can transform into my appearance!"

"This... the conflict between my sword dragon clan and the three-headed tiger clan, did you provoke it?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Jian Zhentian looked at Mo Wentian, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Unable to explain why, Jian Zhentian looked at Mo Wentian with an unusual feeling.

The next moment, I recalled what Yuan Hu said about Lie Hu being beheaded, and thought that if Jian Feng had beheaded Lie Hu, it would be impossible not to tell him.

In Jian Zhentian's heart, he instantly understood.

Among them, someone must be playing tricks.

"It seems that there are still smart people!"

Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared in front of Jian Zhentian.

Looking at Jian Zhentian, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and said with a wicked smile.

There is still half a month left before the competition for honorable mentions. In this half month, it is more than enough to refine Xiyan Shenhua and improve her cultivation.

Originally, Mo Wentian didn't intend to have anything to do with the three-headed tiger clan and the sword dragon clan, but now it seems that Mo Wentian didn't want to have anything to do with them, but the three-headed tiger clan and the sword dragon clan wanted to related to him.

He Mo Wentian would not take the initiative to cause trouble, but when something happened, he would never be afraid of Mo Wentian.

Although Jian Zhentian's cultivation base and Yuan Hu's cultivation base are both stronger than him, so what, if they want to fight, he will accompany them without asking the sky.

"Boy, are you admitting it?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Jian Zhentian felt a chill in his heart, and his body trembled slightly.

But the next moment, Jian Zhentian seemed to sense something strange in him, and quickly returned to normal.

But at this moment, Jian Zhentian looked at Yuan Hu with an incomparably cold glint in his eyes.

A bad premonition rose in his heart, Mo Wentian in front of him was definitely a stubble.

"That's right!"

"That fierce tiger was beheaded by this emperor. I told the disciples of the three-headed tiger tribe the news of the fierce tiger's beheading!"

"And Jian Feng's words are also true, it was Huan Tian who transformed into your appearance and ordered Jian Feng to go to Misty Valley!"

"The conflict between your sword dragon clan and the three-headed tiger clan was provoked by this emperor!"

Looking at Jian Zhentian and Yuan Hu, Mo Wentian didn't hide anything, and said directly.

"You provoked it, really you provoked it!"

"It turns out that all of this was done by you kid, Yuan Hu, you and I have been fooled!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the anger in Jian Zhentian's heart instantly surged.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Jian Zhentian looked at Yuan Hu with his eyes.

Looking at Yuan Hu, a cold light flashed in Jian Zhentian's eyes.

That appearance seemed to be blaming Yuan Hu.

"Jian Zhentian, what do you mean by that?"

"Can you blame all of this on me?"

"This can't be slapped. If you don't fight me, I will fight you?"

Hearing this, the anger in Yuan Hu's heart also grew rapidly.

At the same time, Yuan Hu's aura also increased.

That appearance, as if Jian Zhentian wanted to fight him at this moment, he would accept this fight without hesitation.

Having said that, Yuan Hu regretted it very much in his heart at this moment, and his eyes even looked towards the Great Elder behind him.

In fact, the main body of the conflict between the three-headed tiger clan and the sword dragon clan is not the fierce tiger, but the great elder.

If the Great Elder hadn't shot at Jianfeng, Jian Zhentian would have never been able to make a move, and the conflict between his three-headed tiger clan and the sword dragon clan would not have arisen.

"Yuan Hu, I don't want to blame this on you!"

"At this time, do you still want to fight this king?"

"We are a race that has lived together for millions of years in Misty Peak. It is this kid who messed up our relationship!"

"Your enemy is not me, but this kid!"

Jian Zhentian pondered for a while.

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Jian Zhentian's figure flashed and came to Yuan Hu's side.

But Yuan Hu saw Jian Zhentian appearing beside him, but he couldn't help but backed away.

With that appearance, it seemed that he was wary of Jian Zhentian.

But Jian Zhentian was talking, but he patted Yuan Hu on the shoulder.

"Boss, Jian Zhentian seems to be very smart!"

Seeing this scene, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light, and said in a deep voice.

"Compared to Yuan Hu, Jian Zhentian is much smarter!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.