Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 833: Twelve

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Chapter 833: Fighting Twelve

"I know!"

Mo Wentian's voice sounded in Xiao's mind.

"Devil's clutter, waiting for the emperor, can't wait to die?"

Mo Wentian looked at the twelve Demon disciples in front of him.

When the spirits swept away, the twelve people's practices were all displayed in Mo Wentian's mind.

Among these twelve people, six of them were in the middle period of Tianjun, five were in the later period of Tianjun, and the strength of one person reached the peak of Tianjun.

You do n’t have to think about Mo Wentian. The person at the top of Tianjun is not someone else. It is the third talented disciple Lu Ming.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

Suddenly, a young man out of the twelve stepped forward and said arrogantly.

"My two disciples of Jiuyou are handed over. This emperor may be in a good mood and can leave you a whole body!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a strange arc, but the sound was extremely cold.

"Leave a whole body?"

"Boy, your disciples are still in the hands of this seat, you are not afraid that I will kill them!

An indifferent voice came, and I saw a handsome, well-dressed man stepping forward, looking at Mo Wentian, with no disguise in his eyes.

The next moment, with a wave of his hand, they saw Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng appear in front of Mo Wentian.

"Devil Luming!"

"Bendi knows that you are holding them just to lead me here. Bendi is already here. If so, let them go!"

Mo Wentian looked at Lu Ming, his cold mang flickered in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"Leave them?"

"Why did I let them go?"

Lu Ming's face raised a radian of evil charm.

"Since you are the third genius in the Demon Race, do you dare to fight against the emperor?"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes, a bright light rose.

"Battle with you?"

"Hahahaha ..."

Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian and couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Why do you need Brother Lu Ming to take a shot? I'm Lu Jie!"

Leng Ao's voice came, and I saw a young man in the middle of Tianjun arrogantly striding out of the crowd.

"It's up to you?"

"You are not eligible!"

Mo Wentian was too lazy to look at it, his face was full of cold and arrogant.

"you……"

"You're almost arrogant. I'm a strong man in the late days of the heavenly monsoon. You say that I'm not qualified?"

Lu Jie's eyes were full of anger.

"Brother Lu Jie, step down!"

Lu Ming looked at the cold and proud Mo Wentian, chuckled coldly.

"Say, what do you want to do with me?"

The next moment, Lu Ming took a step forward, and said coldly.

"The play is simple, but I have a prerequisite!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth slightly lifted, and there was a cold coldness in his eyes.

"Brother Lu Ming has already given enough face to fight with you. You don't even know what to do, but you still have to talk to Brother Lu Ming about the conditions?"

"That is, boy, you are too ignorant!"

"Brother Lu Ming, what are you talking about with this boy? It's just to kill them all!"

"kill him!"

...

An angry sound resounded through the void.

"Give me back!"

The coldness in Lu Ming's eyes flashed and he shouted coldly.

"Brother Lu Ming ..."

"Brother Lu Ming, this ..."

...

The crowd opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

"What conditions?"

The next moment, Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian and said coldly.

"The conditions are actually very simple!"

"Then you released the two of my Jiuyou tribe first. How about this Emperor alone against your twelve?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a touch of cold mang rose, and the voice was cold and boundless.

"The two who released Jiuyou?"

"Okay, I promise you!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed a faint light, and he promised directly.

"Brother Lu Ming, this boy is so arrogant, we killed all three of them!"

"Yes, that's why you still promise him this condition!"

"Brother Lu Ming, this ..."

...

Everyone looked at Mo Wentian, and their eyes skyrocketed.

"What? Don't you think he can't beat him?"

Hearing, Lu Ming's eyes rose with an incomparably cold mang, shouting coldly.

"Brother Lu Ming, why do you think so?"

"Kill this kid, Brother Lu Ming is not just a matter of moving his fingers!"

...

Seeing Lu Ming's anger, everyone's look changed, and quickly said.

"So that's it!"

The cold flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and he sank.

"It is indeed the third genius of the Mozu, not bad!"

Seeing Lu Ming agreed, Mo Wentian raised a touch of light arc.

"I'll let you know, kid, this is the stupidest decision you've ever made!"

Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian, secretly disdainful.

Mo Wentian is only a warrior in the early days of Tianjun, and he is the strongest of Tianjun's peak.

Although he has just broken through to the peak of Tianjun, this practice is enough to casually pinch the early days of Tianjun.

In front of Mo Wentian, he had enough self-confidence to kill Mo Wentian in one move.

The reason why Mo Wentian was promised is because of his confidence that Mo Wutian can be beheaded.

Let Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng first let go, but they are just the two warriors in the early days of Tianjun. After he killed Mo Wentian, go to kill Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng. It was not a matter of waving hands.

"is it?"

Mo Wentian's mouth evoked a smile of evil.

How dare he look down on him?

He doesn't ask Tian the person who likes to look down on him the most. The more people look down on him, the worse he will make that person die.

"You can't laugh right away!"

The cold air flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and he said coldly.

"Why does Bendi think that the person who can't laugh is you!"

The radian rising from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became richer.

"Don't talk nonsense, let go of my Jiuyou disciples, let them go to war!"

"The emperor has to rush to grab the artifact!"

Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian said again.

Proud void, eyes full of cold and arrogant unparalleled.