Chapter 2137 Probing Identity

"You... what do you want to do?"

Seeing Mo Wentian standing in front of them, a figure stood out from among the nine people and said tremblingly.

"What do I want to do?"

"Don't you want to kill this emperor?"

"What are you running for now? Come on!"

"Fight this emperor and see if you die or this emperor dies!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura was extremely terrifying.

Waves of fighting spirit rose from Mo Wentian's body.

That appearance, as if Mo Wentian was going to attack these nine people in the next moment.

"Boy, I... are we still afraid that you will fail!"

"Your strength is not bad, but if the nine of us fight you with all our strength, you can't possibly be our opponent!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the man who stood up had a cold glint in his eyes, and said coldly.

"Yeah?"

"Nine people fighting with all their strength?"

"Look behind you, are they willing to fight this emperor with you?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mo Wentian looked at the body in front of him and trembled unceasingly, but what he said was still an arrogant man, with a wicked smile on his face.

The moment the man said this, the eight people behind him had already retreated a few feet.

That appearance seems to be afraid of getting involved with the man.

Obviously, the remaining eight people didn't want to fight Mo Wentian again at all.

In fact, the man who stood up did not want to fight Mo Wentian, but he was a little unwilling.

"You... you actually betrayed me!"

"We have agreed in advance that we will stay together in this round of war, and you actually..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the man looked behind him and saw the eight people retreat several feet.

There was anger in the man's eyes.

At the same time, the man felt regretful in his heart.

If he had known this earlier, he would never have stood up anyway.

"Ants, you have been fooled. You are not from the same world at all. Even if you are from the same world, when it comes to life and death, who will leave the chance of life to others!"

"Your thoughts are too simple, and you can't make much contribution to the world of immortals if you stay here. Why don't you let me send you on your way as soon as possible!"

Seeing the man's angry face, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Buzz..."

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared into the void.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of the man.

With one punch, Mo Wentian's speed was so fast that Mo Wentian's fist pierced through the man's chest before the man had time to recover.

"No……"

"ah……"

...

A scream sounded, and the man's body fell to the ground.

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

Men, fall!

The man regretted it until he died. If he didn't stand up, at least he still had a chance to live.

"Dead...dead, this kid killed him with one punch!"

"This kid's strength is too strong, we can't be his opponent at all!"

"It seems that we have messed with him today, and we are doomed!"

"Standing on the ring, it is impossible to retreat from the battle. We have only one choice, and that is to fight this kid!"

"With personal power, it is impossible to kill this kid. It seems that we are going to fight this kid together!"

...

The incomparably strong smell of blood came, and the remaining eight people immediately started talking.

At this moment, the aura on their bodies grew rapidly.

At this moment, in their hearts, it is very clear.

It is impossible for Mo Wentian to let them go.

They had no choice but to fight Mo Wentian.

But relying on their personal strength, their fate is no different from that of the man who was killed by Mo Wentian's punch.

In an instant, even warriors who didn't want to join forces to fight against Mo Wentian, they all united at this moment.

Only together can they kill Mo Wentian.

"Boss, these people want to kill you together!"

Listening to these discussions, Xiao Jiao's expression was extremely serious, and he said in a deep voice.

"It's not my opponent together!"

"This battle is over, but there are still a lot of battles, so solve it quickly, so that I can improve my cultivation base!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

After speaking, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

And the moment Mo Wentian's figure disappeared, a bad premonition rose in the hearts of the remaining eight people.

What's more, they also felt a breath of death approaching them.

"die!"

A death word fell, and in the void, nine figures of Mo Wentian appeared in an instant.

The nine Mo Wentian directly punched and landed on the eight people.

"not good!"

"This kid actually has a clone!"

Seeing the nine Mo Wentians appearing in the void, the bad premonition in the hearts of those eight people became more and more intense.

"This kid, his body skills are not bad!"

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran looked at Mo Wentian's clone, even he couldn't tell which one was Mo Wentian's real body.

Emperor Yuan Ran couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran had already decided in his heart that he would accept Mo Wentian as his personal disciple.

Thinking like this, a gleam flashed in Emperor Yuan Ran's eyes.

"Bang bang bang..."

The next moment, there was a series of violent sounds on the ring.

I saw one after another figure, and flew out again.

The figures that flew upside down were not Mo Wentian, but those eight people.

A hole the size of a bowl was blown out of the chests of the eight people at this moment, and streams of blood gushed out from the hole.

The incomparably strong smell of blood makes people want to vomit uncontrollably.

"Dead... dead, all dead!"

"This kid is too scary. He killed eight people at one time, plus the two he killed before, he has already killed ten people!"

"I really didn't expect that a warrior in the early days of Tianzun would be so strong!"

"His strength is much stronger than that of the young master of Qingtian Realm!"

"In this competition for the honor list, I think this kid can enter the top ten!"

...

Seeing those eight people being beheaded by Mo Wentian directly, under the ring, countless warriors exploded in an instant.

At this moment, their views on Mo Wentian also changed.

Originally, when Mo Wentian stood on the ring, their eyes were full of disdain.

After the last ring battle, those who were able to stand on the ring were all above the late Tianzun stage.

Mo Wentian, a martial artist in the early stage of Tianzun, is an exception, and it is difficult not to attract everyone's attention.

But in the eyes of everyone, if Mo Wentian came to the stage, he would only be sent to death.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wentian's strength was so terrifying.

It is very difficult to kill eight strong men at the peak of Tianzun at once, even for the strong men in the early days of Tiandi.

But Mo Wentian in front of him, a warrior in the early stage of Tianzun, did it easily.

This made it difficult for these disciples who came to watch the battle not to change their views on Mo Wentian.

"Although this kid's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun, his strength is definitely beyond the late stage of Tianzun!"

Emperor Yuan Ran looked at Mo Wentian and said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Ran's eyes were fixed on Mo Wentian.

Unable to explain why, a premonition rose in Emperor Yuan Ran's heart at this moment.

The identity of Mo Wentian in front of him must not be simple!

"This kid's surname is Mo, which is the same surname as that man!"

"Look at which world this kid comes from!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, a complicated look flashed in Emperor Yuan Ran's eyes.