Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 1514: Quick victory

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Although the beast master showed no injuries, in fact, the beast master's vitality was wiped out, and his aura instantly dropped.

It was precisely because Mo Wentian saw this that he was so arrogant!

"Does it taste okay?"

"Boy, you are really looking for death!"

"Do you think you can kill me by killing me with just a little bit of blood?"

"I tell you, you are delusional!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, countless blood energy in the void instantly condensed into the appearance of the beast master.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the beast master's eyes were full of terrifying murderous intent.

If looks could kill, Mo Wentian at this moment might have been beheaded countless times.

The beast master's words were extremely cold and stern, but at this moment, the beast master had no confidence at all.

The Mo Wentian in front of him was really terrifying!

The divine sword in Mo Wentian's hand is too weird!

That divine sword looked very ordinary, but I didn't expect that it could cut off his blood. Thinking back on it, an extremely cold chill instantly rose from the soles of his feet.

"Yeah?"

"Old bastard, you are really tough-talking. You have used up so much strength!"

"If this emperor's guess is correct, I'm afraid the power in your body is only enough to last you for a quarter of an hour, right?"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread instantly.

"What? The power is only enough to last for a quarter of an hour. After that quarter of an hour, the Beast Master will no longer be the opponent of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Yes, the aura on Emperor Wentian's body seems to be getting stronger and stronger!"

"Let me tell you, if the beast master is beheaded by Emperor Wentian, he will be beheaded. Who told him to not care about our life or death!"

"That's right, when the Beast Master dies, if we surrender and ask the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Heaven will definitely not kill us!"

"It is better to follow the Lord Wentian than to follow a ruthless Lord!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, countless beast clan disciples in the Time Roulette started talking secretly.

At this moment, they recalled in their hearts how ferocious the beast master was without caring about their lives, and their fists could not help but clenched.

At the same time, in their hearts, a touch of admiration rose in their eyes for the figure standing proudly in the void.

In their opinion, Mo Wentian was their king at this moment.

It was Mo Wentian who saved them, and their lives belonged to Mo Wentian. If it hadn't been for Mo Wentian, they knew very well that at this moment, they would have been killed by the beast master's roar of the heavenly lion.

"You are right about what you said!"

"Submitting to our boss is your wisest choice!"

But at this moment, listening to these discussions, the light in Xiaojiao's eyes soared, and he said quickly.

"Master Xiaojiao, we are willing to surrender. As long as the beast master dies, we are all willing to surrender!"

"Master Xiaojiao, I hope you can say a good word for us in front of Lord Wentian Emperor later!"

"We really are not here to kill the disciples of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom. They are all Beast Masters. He is threatening us. If we don't take action, he will kill us!"

"Yes, we have no choice but to do so!"

It would be better if Xiaojiao didn't say this. As soon as Xiaojiao said this, countless beast clan disciples looked at Xiaojiao and said hurriedly.

"Um!"

"My lord will consider it!"

Listening to the sincere voices asking for help, Xiao Jiao instantly became cold and arrogant.

Pretending to be indifferent, he nodded and lowered his voice.

"Boy, because of you I have been humiliated like never before!"

"If I don't kill you today, I won't be the beast master!"

At this moment, the beast owner looked at Mo Wentian and said with a fierce look on his face.

Immediately, without any hesitation, the beast master transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-sized celestial lion beast and punched Mo Wentian.

"Want to kill me?"

"Old bastard, I'm afraid the eighty clones of this emperor are enough to make you exhausted!"

Seeing the beast master punching him, eighty-one Mo Wentian looked indifferent in the void.

It seemed that he didn't take the beast master in front of him seriously at all.

"Boy, if you have the guts, you can fight me head-on!"

"What's the point of transforming into so many clones?"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, an extremely cold light flashed in the beast owner's eyes, and he shouted angrily.

"Old guy, I have a lot of abilities, but for you, I don't seem to need to show any of them!"

"If you want to fight hard, you can, I will grant you this!"

The voice of the beast master came, and a glimmer of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

Immediately, Mo Wentian actually agreed.

Mo Wentian was not unaware of the beast master's little thoughts. He was just afraid that he would be exhausted and that he would be exhausted even if he couldn't kill all his clones.

That's why the beast owner said this, trying to lure Mo Wentian into taking the bait.

In the beast master's heart, he still had a glimmer of hope, especially when he thought of his cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence in his heart.

"Boy, how dare you agree to fight with me?"

"Today next year will be your death!"

Seeing Mo Wentian agreeing, a sinister look flashed in the beast master's eyes.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian agreeing to fight him was the stupidest thing.

At this moment, the aura on his body was violent and boundless, and his power was even more vast. Mo Wentian agreed to fight him head-on, which was simply asking for death.

"Buzzing..."

And at this moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed in the void, and eighty of the eighty-one Mo Wentians disappeared instantly, leaving only Mo Wentian's true body.

"Old bastard, if you want to fight, fight!"

"Quick victory!"

"I don't have time to waste time with you!"

Standing proudly in the void, looking at the beast master, Mo Wentian looked cold and proud.

He looked like a supreme king, and the king's pressure spread from Mo Wentian's body.

That aura made the beast master's knees soften slightly, as if he wanted to kneel down to Mo Wentian.

But the beast master quickly regained his composure and looked at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in his eyes was terrifying.

"Boy, you are really serious about sending yourself to death!"

"In that case, I will help you!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the aura on the beast master's body surged again.

"Tianshi Fist!"

With an angry shout, the beast master punched Mo Wentian directly.

"Shenlong Fist!"

Seeing the beast master punching him, Mo Wentian actually put away the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword.

With a cold shout, he punched out and greeted the beast master.

Following Mo Wentian's punch, there seemed to be a dragon roaring in the void.