Chapter 907 Shameless Ice Patriarch

"Boy, it's too early to draw conclusions now!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian's sword hadn't reached his side, Patriarch Bing's eyes flashed coldly, and he struck out seal formulas one by one again.

"Boom..."

In the next moment, the ice that had been shattered just now condensed again in the void.

"not good!"

"This old dog actually has this trick!"

Seeing the ice congealing in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with cold light, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

"Boss, be careful!"

"Boss, be careful!"

"Master, be careful!"

...

Looking at this scene in the void, Xiaojiao Huantian and the others couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

Especially Huantian and Xiaojiao, with worried expressions on their faces.

"rest assured!"

"No matter what happens to this old bastard, today the emperor will make him surrender!"

The cold voice instantly resounded through the entire void, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

Even if it wasn't for leaving his Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, for Tianhu, he would let this old bastard surrender in his hands.

"Boy, go to hell!"

At this moment, the killing intent in Patriarch Bing's eyes suddenly rose, and a sinister smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

In the next moment, countless cold air condensed in the void into two daggers with a size of several hundred feet shining with light blue light.

Above the two daggers, there was a terrific cold air, and it looked terrifying from a distance.

After a while, the terrifying dagger stabbed directly at Mo Wentian's chest.

"Want to kill me?"

"Old bastard, although I can't kill you right away, I can make you pay a price first!"

Seeing the Bing Patriarch stabbing towards him, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Heaven Devouring Sword in his hand accelerated, and slashed towards the far right of the Bing Patriarch.

"Mo Wentian, what does this kid want to do?"

"He cut towards the right side of Patriarch Bing, wouldn't he want to chop off Patriarch Bing's arm?"

"The cold air around Patriarch Ice is terrifying and boundless. I saw that the sword in the boy's hand couldn't get close to Patriarch Ice. How could he cut off Patriarch Ice's arm!"

"The cold air is really terrible!"

...

A group of figures, looking at the void, exploded in an instant.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Mo Wentian's figure appearing not far away, and the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand slashed towards his right arm, a trace of fear rose in Patriarch Bing's eyes.

Ancestor Bing was no stranger to such a scene.

Patriarch Huo was like this, he was defeated by Mo Wentian's hands, and even more tragically died by Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring Sword.

For some reason, looking at Mo Wentian who was slashing towards him in an instant, Patriarch Bing felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course I want you to pay a price!"

A cold voice sounded, and the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, a sword slashed directly towards Patriarch Bing's right arm.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"ah……"

Seeing the Heaven Devouring Sword getting closer, Patriarch Bing roared crazily.

He wanted to stop him, but he found that Mo Wentian in front of him, the ice power didn't seem to have any effect on him.

But within a few breaths, a scream came.

In the next moment, in the void, an arm fell down, and a strong smell of blood quickly spread in the void.

"What just fell from the void?"

"Look, Patriarch Bing's arm is missing, could it be Patriarch Bing's arm that fell off just now?"

"Mo Wentian is too monstrous. The ice power of Patriarch Ice seems to have no effect on him. He actually got close to Patriarch Ice and cut off Patriarch Ice's arm with his sword!"

"Ice Patriarch couldn't defeat Mo Wentian even in his heyday, and now that he is injured and missing an arm, he is no match for Mo Wentian!"

"It is rumored that Mo Wentian's woman was captured by the Mozu. Ice Patriarch is the ancestor of the Mozu. I don't know if Mo Wentian will let this Ice Patriarch go."

...

A strong smell of blood permeated the air, and everyone's faces were full of surprise.

Wei Wei was taken aback for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help discussing.

"Old miscellaneous, the emperor is in a good mood today, I will give you another chance!"

"Surrender to the emperor, or die?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a cold voice.

"Ice Patriarch, surrender!"

"Mo Wentian's talent is terrifying, he will become the king of this ancient ruins sooner or later!"

Not far away, Lu Yuan, the Great Elder of the Demon Race, who was led by Xiaojiao with a rope, looked at Patriarch Bing and said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Surrender?"

"Become the king of this ancient relic?"

Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Patriarch Bing calmed down instantly.

After thinking about it, Patriarch Bing also felt that Lu Yuan's words were correct. According to Mo Wentian's current talent, it won't be long before Mo Wentian will be invincible in the realm of heavenly kings.

Such talent will sooner or later become the most terrifying existence in this ancient relic.

I'm afraid that even the supreme beast master will not be Mo Wentian's opponent at that time.

"Boy, let me tell the truth!"

"The bet between me and you, I really lost. The blow I gave with all my strength just now was not your opponent. I am willing to admit defeat!"

"I can surrender to you!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Patriarch Bing's eyes were extremely cold.

According to this trend, Mo Wentian will become the most pinnacle existence in this ancient relic sooner or later.

And to become the most peak existence, how could he want other forces to compete with him, and Mo Wentian would definitely subdue other forces by then.

It is better to surrender now than to surrender then.

Now, after all, Mo Wentian has just started in this ancient relic, following Mo Wentian all the way, according to Mo Wentian's worries about Xiaojiao and a monster just now, the Bing Patriarch is sure that Mo Wentian is not an untrustworthy person generation.

If he has been following Mo Wentian, and if Mo Wentian becomes the overlord of one side, then his honor will definitely not be inferior to what it is now.

"The emperor said it before. What I want is not that you surrender alone, but that all your demon disciples submit to this emperor!"

Hearing Patriarch Bing's words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

"The betting contract is between you and me, so why involve other people!"

Seemingly remembering something, Patriarch Bing's eyes flashed with a faint light, and said in a cold voice.

"Old bastard, our boss has given you face, but you are shameless!"

"Before the bet started, the stipulations had already been made. If you lose, not only you, but all the disciples of your Demon Race will submit to the boss!"

"What? Old bastard, how long has it been since you forgot?"

Suddenly, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and landed directly on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at the Bing Patriarch in front of him, Xiao Jiao's eyes were extremely cold.