Chapter 2121 the Young Master of Qingtian Realm Lost

Immediately, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, looking at the young master of Qingtian Realm, Xiaojiao said coldly.

Xiao Jiao doesn't have the slightest fondness for this young master of the Heavenly Realm.

If it weren't for the fear that killing this person would affect Mo Wentian's competition for honor, Xiao Jiao would have made a move long ago.

After following Mo Wentian for so long, Xiaojiao seemed to be infected by Mo Wentian, and his words became even more arrogant.

"Little reptile, when is it your turn to speak out!"

"It's all about me and this kid. When will I, Qing Yutian, not want to give in to the bet? I'm just about to start a big fight!"

"Wait until after the war is over, can't you?"

Hearing Xiao Jiao's words full of ridicule and threats, Qing Yutian's eyes rose with a terrifying killing intent.

In fact, what Xiaojiao said was correct.

In fact, he just didn't want to kowtow to Mo Wentian to admit his mistake, it would be embarrassing after all.

What Qing Yutian thought in his mind was that with Mo Wentian's cultivation, it was simply impossible for Mo Wentian to survive the first battle in Tianminghai.

Then let alone that he wants to gamble and concede, Qing Yutian has this calculation in mind.

But what he didn't know was that in front of Mo Wentian, no one's plans would be right.

"Ants……"

Hearing this, the anger in Xiaojiao's heart instantly soared.

He opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but before Xiao Jiao could speak, a voice came.

"Xiaojiao, since the young master of the Sky Realm wants to wait for the end of the first battle, then we will wait for the end of the first battle!"

"I know the concerns of the young master of Qingtian Realm. He is afraid that everyone will fight and no one will see him kowtow to me!"

"Why don't we satisfy the young master of the Sky Realm?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, the raised arc, became more and more intense.

"Boss, you are right!"

"We should fulfill him!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao understood instantly, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Boy, you are really hateful!"

"You'd better pray that you don't meet me during this stop, if you meet me, I will make you die a miserable death!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words sounding plain, but full of sarcasm, in Qing Yutian's eyes, the murderous intent surged.

At the same time, the aura on Qing Yutian's body also rose rapidly.

"Yeah?"

"The emperor is waiting!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression also turned cold.

Although the aura on Qing Yutian's body is only in the realm of Tianzun's perfection, he can't explain why, Mo Wentian always has a premonition that the strength of Qing Yutian must have reached the realm of Tiandi.

This person must not be taken lightly, Mo Wentian thought secretly in his heart.

This Qing Yutian will be Mo Wentian's formidable opponent in this competition for the honor list.

"You wait?"

"Then wash your neck well and wait!"

Seeing Hungry Mo Wentian like this, the killing intent in Qing Yutian's eyes was undisguised.

If it is said that eyes can kill, Mo Wentian at this moment has already been beheaded countless times.

"Let's start the second battle!"

And at this moment, the figure of Emperor Yuan Ran appeared on the ring again, and a cold voice resounded.

"Buzz..."

Following Emperor Yuan Ran's voice, two figures landed on the ring again.

The breath of these two figures is weaker than before, and their cultivation is only in the middle stage of Tianzun.

"Boss, according to this speed, we don't even know when we will have to wait for the next round of battle!"

Looking at the great battle that started again in the void, Xiao Jiao couldn't help but frown when thinking of the time of the great battle.

"It's not something we should worry about!"

"We don't need to worry!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of light flashed across.

"Boss, but Mo Qingqing and Ying'er are still in the hands of others. We don't know how they are doing!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Huantian's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Huantian's eyes flashed a bright light.

"We don't need to worry about Mo Qingqing and Ying'er!"

"Senior Shenzhu has already sent someone to go, I just need to win the top ten in the competition for the honor list!"

"We will be able to meet Senior Shenzhu, and we can also clarify some things!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a complicated look.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's expression became serious.

"Boss..."

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

"Let's watch the battle!"

"Xiaojiao, Huantian, you all should draw some ideas for the big battle from this arena battle!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian, and said in a cold voice.

"Okay, boss!"

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly agreed without any hesitation.

Immediately, the eyes of a dragon and a demon fell on the ring.

They looked at the two figures who were fighting on the ring, and their eyes even brightened.

Mo Wentian also looked towards the top of the ring, he didn't need to participate in this first match, but he will participate in the next one.

At this time, he can observe the strength of those participating in the competition for the honor list.

One day passed quickly.

The battle went on for a whole day, and finally the battle ended.

In this one-on-one arena battle, a total of 20,000 disciples participated in the competition for the honor list, and there were 10,000 disciples left in the end.

"The first battle of the battle for honor is over!"

"I declare now that the remaining 10,000 people will start the next round of ring battle!"

But at this moment, the figure of Emperor Yuan Ran flashed, standing proudly in the void, looking at the countless warriors, and said with a serious face.

"10,000 people, the knockout round of this ranking competition is really cruel. With 20,001 people participating, only 10,000 people are left in the end!"

"These 10,000 people will definitely fight for the next round!"

"I don't know what the rules of the next round of battle will be. In the previous battle of honor, different people presided over different rules. I don't know how Emperor Yuan Ran will formulate the rules!"

"Emperor Yuan Ran's thinking has always been different, and we don't know about it. Only when Emperor Yuan Ran announces the rules can we know!"

"Emperor Yuan Ran is here this time to accept his personal disciples. I don't know who Emperor Yuan Ran will choose to be his personal disciples in the end!"

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Following Emperor Yuan Ran's words, the countless warriors began to discuss again.

After the first round of the battle, there were still ten thousand disciples remaining on the ring.

In addition to these 10,000 people, there are tens of thousands of people in the audience. Some of these people have just been eliminated, and some have come to accompany them to participate in the competition for the honor list.

Their eyes were all looking straight at the ring.

With that appearance, it seemed that he was afraid of missing something exciting.

"Boss, the first round of the battle is over!"

"You have to prepare for a big fight!"

Listening to the discussions, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed brightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

"I will definitely win this battle!"

"In this battle, I really hope that I can draw the young master of the Sky Realm, so that I can torture him!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of provocation as he looked towards the young master of the Sky Realm.

"Boss, if you are drawn to fight against the young master of the Qingtian Realm, just hit him hard and you're done!"

"As for beheading him, we are not in a hurry!"

"He still owes you a kowtow, we must wait for him to pay back the kowtow before we can kill him!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes glowed brightly, and he said hastily.