Chapter 828 Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng Had an Accident

"How does this emperor's Dragon Fist taste?"

Mo Wentian looked at Qi He in front of him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said coldly.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Mo Wentian walking toward him, Qi He felt a bad premonition.

At this moment, his body even trembled slightly unconsciously.

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course I'm sending you on your way!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and let out an evil smile wantonly.

"Don't kill me, I'm the disciple of the Great Elder of the Beast Clan, if you kill me, the Beast Master will definitely not let you go!"

In Qi He's eyes, a touch of fear rose.

As Mo Wentian approached, he seemed to feel that a breath of death was enveloping him.

"not good!"

"Boy, stop it!"

The aura on Mo Wentian's body was terrifying and boundless, especially those cold eyes looking at Qi He, shining with a frightening light.

"Beg for mercy now, it's too late!"

"It's delusional to want to kill this emperor just by that old bastard of the beast owner!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and arrogant, and his cold voice seemed to be able to freeze people.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian made a fist with his palm, and slammed directly towards Qihe.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

In the void, Qi He's eyes were full of fear.

He wanted to dodge, but no matter how he tried to dodge, he just couldn't dodge that punch.

Mo Wentian's punch seemed to lock him in!

"Death!"

In the void, Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and frightening.

"Devil God Sword, block it for me!"

Qi He was terrified in his heart. Seeing the terrifying punch that fell, Qi He's hand flashed a light, and a divine weapon at the peak of the monarch level appeared, directly blocking his chest.

"No……"

At this moment, a terrified voice came.

The next moment, in the void, Mo Wentian's terrifying punch directly avoided the Demon God Sword and landed on Qi He's arm.

Qi He's arm was instantly smashed to pieces.

"ah……"

"Mo Wentian, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

In Qi He's eyes, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless.

Immediately, the other hand, holding the Demon God Sword, came towards Mo Wentian to slay him.

"I don't want to waste time with you!"

"Die!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a cold and arrogant Wushuang. With a cold drink, he punched Qi He's head directly.

"boom……"

Qi He's head was directly blasted by Mo Wentian.

Red and white things radiated, and the strong smell of blood spread from the void.

"Buzz..."

In the void, the aftermath of the battle dissipated.

Mo Wentian stood proudly.

At this moment, figures appeared not far from Mo Wentian.

Countless warriors stared at the figure in the void with blank faces.

That figure will forever be imprinted in their minds.

"Who is that kid who actually beheaded Qi He of the Beast Race!"

"The aura of that kid seems to be in the early stage of Tianjun, and he actually beheaded Qi He in the late stage of Tianjun. This is too monstrous!"

"This kid is so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere!"

"He is Mo Wentian, the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan!"

...

One after another exclamation sounded, and the next moment, the whole world boiled.

"Tianjun late stage, too weak!"

In the void, an indifferent voice came.

Mo Wentian pulled Qi He's interspatial ring off, and without even bothering to take a look, Mo Wentian directly threw Qi He's interspatial ring into the Wentian Pavilion.

"This kid is too arrogant, even after killing Qi He, he even pulled out his interspatial ring!"

"Qi He is the disciple of the Great Elder of the Beast Clan. I think the Beast Clan will not let him go!"

"I offended the beast race, the demon race, and the demon race. I see that it is impossible for the kid to get out of the Nine Nether Caves alive!"

...

Seeing Mo Wentian pull out Qi He's interspatial ring, discussions started again.

"A group of ants!"

Hearing the voices of discussion, Mo Wentian's fascination was swept away.

Everyone's cultivation was displayed in Mo Wentian's mind.

The strongest among this group of people is only in the middle stage of Tianjun, with such a cultivation level, Mo Wentian would not even bother to kill him.

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in the sinkhole.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian unfolded his spiritual consciousness and followed his breath to the place where Wu Sheng and his son were.

But there were no figures of Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng in front of him, only two empty passages.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Wentian frowned slightly.

Wu Sheng and others are no longer here!

"This is impossible!"

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

He could feel the aura of the two of them just now, it was only a moment, how could he not be here anymore.

Mo Wentian felt a bad premonition instantly.

"It was so cool just now, two trash from the Jiuyou clan, they really thought they could stop us, how arrogant!"

"If it wasn't for keeping him to lure that kid Mo Wentian out, I still really want to kill them right away!"

"Quack quack... use them to lure Mo Wentian out, kill Mo Wentian, and then we can go back and claim the reward from the Beast Master!"

"That's right, as long as we can attract that kid Mo Wentian, we'll kill them all and go back to receive the reward. As for snatching the artifact, don't bother!"

...

Just when Mo Wentian was about to leave, mocking discussions suddenly came.

"A disciple of the Demon Race again?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness.

The body stood in the distance, and for a moment, three or four figures came from the passage next to it.

"Don't ask God?"

Seeing Mo Wentian, a bright light rose in the eyes of several demon disciples.

"Brother, this is really nowhere to be found, it's easy to get here!"

"This kid actually delivered it to the door by himself!"

"Kill him, kill him and go back to receive the reward, so we don't have to bother to snatch the artifact!"

...

The four demon disciples looked at Mo Wentian with suspicion on their faces.

Although their mouths were very arrogant, but looking at Mo Wentian, there was a look of panic in the eyes of the four of them.

Mo Wentian in front of him, although he was only in the early stage of Tianjun, the coercion Mo Wentian gave them was really shocking.

"Tell me, where are the two disciples of my Jiuyou clan?"

Looking at the four people in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng were indeed born!

"Mo Wentian, you disciples of the Jiuyou clan, how do we know where they are, maybe they have already entered the nest of the red-faced snake here!"

"That's right, the roads in this tiankeng are intricate, maybe they strayed into other places by mistake!"

"If you want to go in and find the disciples of your Jiuyou clan, go there right away, I seem to have heard screams in this passage just now!"

"Boy, hurry up, or your two disciples will be gone!"

...

The four disciples of the Demon Race looked at Mo Wentian and said with sorrow.