Thinking like this, the murderous intention in Mutu Wu's eyes was not concealed at all. At this moment, the aura on his body came out even more violently.
"Four breaths!"
"Five breaths!"
Listening to Mutuwu's crazy cold words, Mo Wentian ignored them and just counted his breaths.
"Dad, save me!"
"If you don't give him the thing, he will really kill me!"
At this moment, Mu Ruxue looked at Mu Tuwu and begged for help with tears streaming down her face.
Mu Ruxue had no doubt about Mo Wentian's words. If Mu Tuwu didn't give him what Mo Wentian wanted, Mo Wentian would really kill him.
"Behead you?"
"Then he must have this life!"
Mu Tuwu's eyes turned cold instantly, and when he looked at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.
At this moment, the aura on Mutuwu's body surged rapidly.
"That's right, as long as this guy is killed, the lady will be safe!"
"This kid is looking for death, and he must die!"
"So what if he has ten perfect warriors of the Heavenly King? The Master is a strong man in the early stage of the Heavenly King, but this kid's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Heavenly King!"
"Yes, not only this boy, but even these ten warriors who have perfected the Heavenly King will not be the opponent of the Lord of the Line!"
…
As soon as Mutu Wu said these words, behind Mutu Wu, the eight shopkeepers of Huayue Trading Company started talking with fierce expressions on their faces.
"Old guy, if I give you a chance and you don't want it, then you don't have to blame me!"
"Little Jiao, give me a good look at this Mu Ruxue!"
Listening to the discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed away.
The next moment, he seemed to remember something. He flashed and threw Mu Ruxue in his hand towards Xiaojiao.
"Boss, don't worry if you leave this Mu Ruxue to me!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao didn't hesitate at all, and his figure instantly transformed into a hundred-foot dragon. He ducked and quickly took Mu Ruxue over.
How could Xiaojiao at this moment not understand the meaning of Mo Wentian's words
Mu Ruxue had already surrendered, and Mo Wentian was doing this just to show Mu Tuwu.
"Boy, I will definitely kill you today!"
"Beetle Divine Bow!"
Seeing Mo Wentian throwing Mu Ruxue directly to Xiaojiao, Mu Tuwu was slightly stunned, came to his senses, and shouted with murderous intent in his eyes.
The next moment, a peerless divine bow appeared in his hand.
On top of the divine bow, an ancient beetle of several hundred feet was seen standing behind Mutuwu.
At this moment, the aura on Mutuwu's body suddenly surged.
"Hoho..."
Immediately, the ancient beetle that was hundreds of feet long roared crazily at Mo Wentian.
The huge mouth of the abyss, which opened dozens of feet in size, engulfed Mo Wentian directly.
"Boss, be careful!"
At this moment, Xiao Jiao, who was looking at this scene, had a look of worry in his eyes, and he quickly exclaimed.
"It's ridiculous that even a small illusion can attack this emperor!"
Mo Wentian looked at the ancient longhorned beetle that was several hundred feet away and was devouring him. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He stretched out a finger and pointed directly at the ancient longhorned beetle.
Following Mo Wentian's move, the eight shopkeepers of Huayue Trading Company behind Mutu Wu had blank looks in their eyes.
"This... is this kid looking for death?"
"This is the illusory attack of the Lord of the Bank, and this kid actually went straight to meet it!"
"It's just a matter of meeting him. He actually just stretched out a finger. I think he will be shattered under the attack of the Lord's illusion!"
"The guy who overestimates his capabilities deserves to die!"
…
Seeing Mo Wentian greet him with a finger, the eight shopkeepers came back to their senses, with an evil smile on their lips.
The eyes looking at Mo Wentian were full of sarcasm.
At this moment, Mutu Wu looked at that figure with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"this… "
"This is impossible. How come my illusion attack doesn't work on this kid!"
Mututtering to himself, Mu Tuwu looked at Mo Wentian's indifferent face and went straight to meet him. In the void, at this moment, the open mouth of his ancient beetle actually closed.
Mutuwu's eyes were full of surprise.
At the same time, at this moment, he had an intuition in his heart that the Mo Wentian in front of him must not be simple.
"Crush this little illusion for me!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian curled his lips slightly, and pointed a finger directly on the eyebrow of the phantom of the long-lasting beetle that was hundreds of feet tall.
As Mo Wentian's finger fell, the hundreds of feet long beetle phantom shattered into pieces in the void.
"Pfft..."
The next moment, Mutu Wu spat out a mouthful of blood.
Apparently, he used an illusion to attack Mo Wentian, and after Mo Wentian broke his illusion, he was injured.
"This...how is this possible?"
"The illusory attack of Master Gongzhu was useless against the boy. The illusion was broken and Master Gongzhu was injured. How is this possible?"
"Isn't this kid's cultivation at the middle stage of King Caitian? How can he be so strong?"
"Even if it were me, I wouldn't be able to resist the Lord's illusion attack. I didn't expect this kid to break the Lord's illusion attack!"
"Is this kid a human or a monster?"
…
Seeing that Mutuwu's illusion was broken and Mutuwu was injured, the eight shopkeepers immediately started talking.
"Boss, are you okay?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's worried voice also sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly and he said quickly.
"This old guy actually likes to use illusions to attack me. Then I will have some fun with him!"
The next moment, he seemed to remember something, a glimmer of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he said secretly in his heart.
"The eight shopkeepers of Huayue Trading Company are listening!"
"Kill this kid for me, not just this kid, but also the ten Heavenly Kings Perfection warriors behind him and the divine dragon!"
Suddenly, Mutu Wu stood up, with a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted coldly.
"Yes, Lord Traveler!"
"Yes, Lord Traveler!"
…
As soon as Mutuwu said these words, the eight shopkeepers behind him stood up instantly, and the murderous intent on each of them suddenly increased.
"All ten of you, come to me!"
"However, I want you not to kill them. Leave their lives alive. I still have some use for you!"
Seeing this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and shouted coldly at the ten newly conquered ten kings behind him.