Chapter 2251 The Battle with Yuhong

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be a man!"

"Stand up and fight with me, this is definitely your time of death!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Yuhong's eyes showed boundless killing intent.

The aura on Yuhong's body soared even more rapidly at this moment.

At the same time, above Yuhong's fist, the power of lightning was even more wanton.

The power of thunder and lightning is extremely terrifying, as if anyone who falls on it will be scorched.

"Standing up to fight with you is the time of my death?"

"Ants, but no one has ever dared to say such arrogant words in front of this emperor!"

"I'll let you know that not everyone has the capital to be arrogant!"

"For example, an ant like you doesn't even have the capital to be arrogant!"

Hearing Yuhong's words, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with terrible anger.

Looking at Yuhong, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and the aura on his body rose rapidly.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared above Yuhong's head.

Mo Wentian also just punched, and landed directly on top of Yuhong's head.

Yuhong instantly felt a breath of death and approached him.

With a punch, Yu Hong directly greeted Mo Wentian's punch.

"boom……"

In the void, the violent collision sound resounded instantly.

A figure flew upside down.

"This...how is this possible? Why did Yuhong fly upside down, but Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest injury!"

"Yuhong's strength is comparable to the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven, even the peak of the Emperor of Heaven, yet he is not Mo Wentian's opponent?"

"Yu Hong fought against a monster and suffered serious injuries. Otherwise, how could Mo Wentian be his opponent!"

"That's right, Mo Wentian just took advantage of Yuhong's injury. If Yuhong was in its heyday, he would never be Yuhong's opponent!"

"Yuhong wants to snatch that ghost crystal from Mo Wentian's hands, it seems that it is not that simple!"

...

A group of figures began to discuss.

They looked at Mo Wentian and Yuhong without blinking their eyes, as if they were afraid of missing something exciting.

But, I can't say why, even though Yuhong's cultivation is much stronger than Mo Wentian's.

But at this moment, a premonition rose in their hearts.

In this war, the final winner will not be Yuhong.

"Boss, it really is the boss!"

"This Yuhong is no match for the boss!"

Looking at the void, the corner of Fatty's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Boy, you..."

"How can your strength be so strong? Isn't your cultivation at the early stage of Tianzun?"

But at this moment, Yuhong came back from the astonishment, looked at Mo Wentian, and couldn't hide the embarrassing expression in her eyes.

At this moment, Yuhong's aura fluctuated endlessly.

"That's right, my cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun!"

"But ants, you know?"

"Some people's strength is not measured by cultivation!"

"Do you know who this is?"

Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, and said with a face full of disdain.

If this Yuhong was in its heyday, he could still fight him, but this Yuhong was already injured.

If he tried his best, this Yuhong would be his enemy in a few strokes.

If it wasn't for Mo Wentian not wanting to kill Yu Hong so quickly, but wanting to let him kill him slowly so as to frighten the others, Mo Wentian would have taken action long ago and killed Yu Hong directly.

"who?"

"Who's strength is not measured by cultivation?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Yuhong blurted out almost subconsciously.

"Heavenly pride!"

The two words of indifference came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

At this moment, Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, like a peerless king, independent of the world.

Why not eat, looking at Mo Wentian in the void at this moment is like looking at a king.

At the same time, a king-like coercion spread out from Mo Wentian's body.

"Tianjiao?"

Muttering to herself, Yuhong's eyes were full of shock.

"You ant, in fact, you can't understand what the emperor told you!"

"Don't you still want to take the Nether Crystal from this Emperor's hands?"

"If you want to fight, fight, don't waste the emperor's time!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light, and he said coldly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's momentum was like a rainbow.

"Don't waste your time?"

"Mo Wentian, you are so arrogant, if I don't use a trick, you really don't take me seriously!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Yuhong's eyes shot up with murderous intent.

It's just that Yuhong said so, but in Yuhong's heart, there was a touch of retreat.

"The battle is about to start again, and Yuhong still has a unique move. I don't know who the final winner of this battle will be!"

"Yes, after all, Yuhong is the perfect cultivation of Tianzun, and his strength is beyond the late stage of Tiandi. I think the winner of this battle is Yuhong!"

"The strong is still the strong, how could it be comparable to an ant!"

"Mo Wentian is really arrogant, he even took the initiative to provoke Yuhong!"

"To provoke Yuhong, this is definitely his courting death!"

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Seeing Yuhong's aura soaring, countless warriors began to discuss.

They looked at Mo Wentian, with even more doubts in their eyes.

After all, the cultivation bases of both of them are placed here.

Mo Wentian's cultivation was not comparable to Yu Hong's, but Mo Wentian's strength just now surprised them a little.

These warriors are actually warriors who have entered the top forty of the honor list, and their purpose is to capture the ghost crystal.

But at this moment, they have even forgotten their main purpose, and they are all here to watch the battle between Mo Wentian and Yuhong.

From that look, it seemed that the battle between Mo Wentian and Yuhong was more important than their capture of the Nether Crystal and their entry into the top ten.

"Boss, this Yuhong is the master of the power of thunder and lightning in the Yutian Realm, boss, be careful!"

But at this moment, watching Mo Wentian and Yuhong were about to fight, a trace of worry rose in Fatty's eyes.

"Um!"

Hearing Fatty's words, Mo Wentian just hummed and nodded.

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

When it reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared behind Yuhong.

Mo Wentian's Divine Dragon Fist instantly blasted towards Yuhong's back.

"Ho Ho..."

And the moment Mo Wentian punched out, the sound of dragon chant resounded instantly.

Phantoms of divine dragons roared out from Mo Wentian's fist.

"Boy, it seems that you still have some strength!"

"It's just that you, a mere dragon, want to intimidate me. My power of thunder and lightning is fearless!"

Looking at the phantom of the divine dragon roaring towards him in the void, Yuhong's eyes suddenly shrank, and she said coldly.

Immediately, Yuhong raised her hands above her head, and the moment Yuhong raised her hands above her head, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the void.

The countless thunder and lightning power gathered towards Yuhong's fist.

At the same time, the aura on Yuhong's body rapidly rose.

"If you are not afraid, then come to fight!"

A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's fighting spirit was terrifying.

Immediately, Mo Wentian punched directly towards Yuhong.

"Thunder Fist, Destroy!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's fist punch, Yuhong let out an angry roar, and that fist with incomparable lightning power greeted Mo Wentian.

"Want to kill me?"

"You're still young!"

Looking at Yu Hong, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and the Shenlong Fist was aimed at Yu Hong's fist.