"Boss, this You Tanyu actually went directly to the Demon Youku Clan to cause trouble!"
"Then we..."
Looking at Mo Wentian, a cold gleam rose in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"If he likes to cause trouble, then we will help him!"
Before Xiaojiao finished speaking, Mo Wentian's cold voice rang out.
Immediately, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian disappeared in a flash.
Seeing Mo Wentian's figure disappear, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly followed.
A quarter of an hour later, the figures of Mo Wentian and others had appeared in the Netherworld Temple where the Demon Youku Clan was located.
Outside the Netherworld Temple, there are countless warriors gathering at this moment.
Among these warriors, there are tens of thousands from the Youlong Clan, and there are also many disciples from the Demon Youku Clan. However, it is obvious that the cultivation strength of the disciples of the Demon Youku Clan is far from that of the disciples from the Youlong Clan.
"Emperor!"
At this moment, Ku Zhentian and Ku Haobin, who were standing at the front, saw Mo Wentian and hurriedly greeted them with respectful expressions on their faces.
"Get up!"
An indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian raised his hand slightly, and Ku Zhentian and Ku Haobin stood up involuntarily.
"Emperor, you are so strong!"
The moment they stood up, Ku Zhentian and Ku Haobin looked at each other. Their eyes were full of admiration, and they couldn't help but admire secretly in their hearts.
"It's you again, kid!"
"How dare you come!"
At this moment, You Tanyu also saw Mo Wentian, and a fierce light instantly rose in his eyes.
"Why don't I dare to come?"
"Little bastard, don't forget that you are the defeated general of this emperor!"
Mo Wentian took a step forward with a cold and arrogant expression on his face, as if he was a born king, standing tall and aloof.
"Boss, the aura on You Tanyu's body..."
Suddenly, Xiaojiao seemed to have discovered something, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.
"This little bastard must have used some kind of magical medicine again. Although his cultivation level has not broken through, his strength is definitely comparable to the half-step emperor's state of perfection!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian also looked at You Tanyu.
At this moment, You Tanyu's body had a fluctuating aura. This aura was like the power that had just entered his body, but he had not yet completely controlled it.
"Boy, you are right, my young master's current strength is already comparable to the half-step emperor's state of perfection!"
"You coming here today will definitely be the thing you regret the most!"
"Because today, I am going to chop you into pieces!"
A cold voice sounded, and You Tanyu looked at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.
If looks could kill, Mo Wentian would have been beheaded countless times.
"Cut me to pieces?"
"You Tanyu, you really think highly of yourself!"
"I'm not bragging. Even if I stand here and don't move, you can't kill me!"
Listening to You Tanyu's arrogant words, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth actually raised an evil smile.
"Boy, you..."
"You are so hateful!"
"I will definitely kill you today. Not only that, I will also wipe out all the Demon Youku Clan!"
At this moment, You Tanyu's voice almost became a roar.
His eyes were even scarlet at this moment.
At the same time, the terrifying power on his body came out even more vastly, shrouding Mo Wentian.
"Little Jiao, Huantian, be careful!"
Feeling the terrifying power approaching, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he quickly said to Xiaojiao and Huantian behind him.
"Okay, boss!"
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly retreated.
Mo Wentian was the only one left on the spot, and the endless pressure was all shrouded in Mo Wentian.
"uh-huh… "
With a muffled groan, a trace of blood spilled out of Mo Wentian's mouth.
Mo Wentian didn't even activate the Nine Dragons Holy Body. He just wanted to see what level You Tanyu's strength had reached at this moment.
"This kid seems to have grown a lot in strength!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mo Wentian looked at You Tanyu in front of him and said secretly in his heart.
Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to let Ku Zhentian kill You Tanyu, but now it seems that Ku Zhentian's strength cannot be competed with.
"Boss..."
"Boss..."
"Emperor..."
…
Seeing that Mo Wentian was injured, figures came over quickly and said with worried faces.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and the others, waved his hands, and said with a calm smile.
"Boy, you have such a big heart, is this okay?"
"You are already injured before I even take action, young master!"
"After a few days, do you think you will still be my opponent?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, You Tanyu's face was full of pride.
In his opinion, the Mo Wentian in front of him could not even withstand his pressure, so Mo Wentian today would definitely die in his hands.
"I don't know whether I am your opponent or not!"
"But this emperor knows that if you and your disciples from the Youlong Clan come to the Demon Youku Clan today, there is no way you can go back alive!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.
Although the strength of You Tanyu in front of him has increased a lot, Mo Wentian is still confident in killing You Tanyu in front of him.
Moreover, You Tanyu must die today!
"Ha ha ha ha… "
"We don't want to go back alive?"
"Mo Wentian, are you telling me a joke?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, You Tanyu laughed wildly, as if he had heard some funny joke at this moment.
"That's right, Mo Wentian's cultivation is only that of a heavenly king. He dares to talk to our young master like this. It's really ridiculous!"
"That's not all. What's even more ridiculous is that this kid actually threatened to kill the young master and kill us too!"
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I think this kid is extremely ignorant!"
"No matter what, I think this kid Mo Wentian is going to die in the hands of the young master today. There is no way the young master will let him go today!"
…
In an instant, countless disciples of the Youlong Clan also laughed wildly.
They looked at Mo Wentian with sarcasm in their eyes.
Especially those disciples of the Youlong Clan who have never seen Mo Wentian's strength. In their opinion, the Mo Wentian in front of them cannot reach the level of the Heavenly King.
Such a cultivation level, let alone in front of You Tanyu, even in front of them, can only be called an ant. If they want to kill it, it is just a matter of waving their hands.
"Boss, this kid is so hateful!"
"Let me teach him a lesson first!"
Listening to the mocking voices, Xiaojiao's eyes surged with anger and he said in a deep voice.