Chapter 956 Qi Ying, Who Is Afraid of Death

The aftermath of the battle receded, and the scene of the battle was presented in front of everyone.

I saw Qi Yu, the sixth elder of the orc clan, one of his palms had disappeared, and blood was flowing from his wrist, as if he had been directly chopped off by some sharp blade. Looking from a distance, it was extremely terrifying.

At this moment, Qi Yu's face was even paler without the slightest trace of blood.

"It's impossible, Mo Wentian, isn't your cultivation level perfected by Cai Tianjun?"

Elder Qi Ying at the side came back to his senses and looked at Mo Wentian with disbelief in his eyes.

"This emperor's cultivation is indeed at the level of a heavenly monarch's consummation, but do you know that there is a type of people in this world who cannot use their cultivation to measure their strength!"

Looking at Qi Ying, Mo Wentian said indifferently.

"who?"

Qi Ying blurted out almost subconsciously.

"That's genius!"

"The ultimate genius, that is, this emperor!"

Looking at Qi Ying, an incomparably bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"genius?"

Qi Ying took a deep breath.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes flickered with madness.

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation is only the consummation of Tianjun, at this moment, in his heart, he dare not underestimate Mo Wentian in the slightest.

"Look, Mo Wentian is still fine, did the Sixth Elder lose? That strong bloody smell is from the Sixth Elder?"

"Impossible? The Sixth Elder is a strong man with the consummation of the Heavenly King. How could he lose?"

"It's true, look quickly, one of the palms of the Sixth Elder is missing!"

"Mo Wentian is too scary!"

...

The disciple of the Beast Race looked at Mo Wentian and Qi Yu in the void with a face full of astonishment.

In the void, Mo Wentian stood proudly, with the breath flowing out of his body.

However, Qi Yu's breath was in a state of disorder, and looking at his chopped off palm, it was already very clear that he had suffered serious injuries.

"Mo Wentian, even if your strength is good, you will definitely not be able to stop the two of us and the hundred Heavenly King disciples of my orc race!"

"This elder gives you a chance, hand over what this elder wants, and I will take my orc disciples away!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Ying took a step forward and said with a gloomy face.

Qi Ying's eyes flickered even more frantically at this moment.

If in the beginning he still thought about killing Mo Wentian and destroying the Kingdom of God, then the current him has completely lost his mind.

The Mo Wentian in front of him was very terrifying, let alone beheading Mo Wentian, even if he wanted to suppress it, it would be extremely difficult.

The Sixth Elder, Qi Yu, has already suffered a loss in Mo Wentian's hands. Although his strength is somewhat stronger than Qi Yu's, he, like his son Qi Yun, values ​​fate more than anything else.

Among the beast clan, he is not the only elder, he doesn't want to fight Mo Wentian here and get himself injured.

"Old miscellaneous, you are the great elder of the beast clan, right?"

Looking at Qi Ying, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said jokingly.

"That's right, I am the great elder of the orc clan!"

A cold light flashed in Qi Ying's eyes, and said in an extremely low voice.

"You want the emperor to hand over something?"

"Then, this emperor will have to settle the matter with you carefully. Just now, your sixth elder made a move against this emperor. How can I say that this emperor has also suffered some injuries and frights?"

"How about this, you just take out one hundred king-level mid-stage artifacts, as long as you take them out, this emperor will consider letting you get out of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

Looking at Qi Ying, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"One hundred king-level mid-stage artifacts?"

Qi Ying was slightly taken aback, then came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He never thought that Mo Wentian would propose such a condition.

He originally thought that Mo Wentian would obediently hand over what he asked for, and even if he didn't hand it over, he wouldn't be so arrogant as to ask him to hand over things again.

One hundred king-level mid-stage artifacts, even for the orc race that ranks first in the ancient relics, are resources that are painful.

"Mo Wentian, don't bully people too much!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qi Ying said in a gloomy voice.

"How about this emperor bullying you today?"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly grew cold.

The next moment, Mo Wentian stepped forward directly.

Mo Wentian's palm instantly formed a fist, and above the fist, there seemed to be an ancient dragon roaring endlessly.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian punched directly at Qi Yu who was not far from Qi Ying.

"No……"

"Do not kill me!"

Seeing Mo Wentian punch him, Qi Yu wanted to retreat, but he found that Mo Wentian's speed was reaching the limit.

Reaching out subconsciously, he put his arm in front of his chest, and Mo Wentian's punch directly hit his wrist.

"Crack..."

The wrist was instantly shattered.

Qi Yu's body also flew upside down.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face became even paler.

"Mo Wentian, how dare you attack the Sixth Elder!"

"You are simply lawless!"

"My beast clan will never let you go!"

"Walk!"

Qi Ying, who came back to his senses, shouted coldly without the slightest hesitation.

The next moment, with Qi Yu, he turned around and headed towards the beast clan.

"The Great Elder took the Sixth Elder and left, let's go too!"

"Mo Wentian is too scary, Heaven Devouring God Kingdom is too scary, go back!"

"Run away!"

...

The remaining 100 disciples of the Heavenly King Realm of the Beast Clan watched Qi Yu and Qi Ying leave, and began to flee crazily.

"Boss, these people want to escape?"

"Should we take action to kill them!"

At this moment, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. It's fine for those two old bastards to escape. How could these hundred ants still want to escape!"

"Kill, kill them all!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled into an evil smile, but his voice was extremely cold.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure stood proudly in the void, blocking the hundred orc disciples.

"Do not kill me!"

"Don't kill me, don't you have a shortage of disciples in the Heaven Devouring Kingdom? Our cultivation is not bad, we are willing to submit to the Heaven Devouring Kingdom, don't kill me!"

...

Seeing Mo Wentian appear in front of them, the disciples of the orc race felt as if death was approaching, their bodies couldn't help shaking, and they begged for mercy.

"If you want to be a disciple of my Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, you are not worthy!"

"Let's go!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

In the next moment, the Heaven Devouring Sword made an instant move.

"ah……"

"No……"

"Don't kill..."

...

A series of screams resounded instantly.

But in Mo Wentian's eyes, it was extremely plain.

For this orc disciple, Mo Wentian didn't even have the slightest affection for him, if he killed him, he would kill him!