"You want to attack me?"
Mo Wentian laughed. Do these people think that Mo Wentian is easy to bully? Thinking that his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of the Emperor, so you want to attack him
But what these people don't know is that what they encounter is not a soft persimmon, but a piece of hard iron, and it is also a piece of hot iron.
"Boss, let these twenty of them kill this kid here. Let's leave quickly!"
"Really, I have a feeling that if we stay here all the time, our end will not be good!"
At this moment, the toad looked at the man. The mark of the slap was clearly visible on the toad's face. He covered his face and said tentatively.
He was very clear about Mo Wentian's strength.
Let alone him, even this boss is no match for Mo Wentian.
Moreover, he had a strong premonition in his heart that if he didn't leave while these twenty people were fighting with Mo Wentian, and if they left later, it wouldn't be as easy as you.
Thinking like this, Toad secretly became firm in his heart.
"You idiot!"
The man gave Toad a cold look.
The next moment, the man walked towards Mo Wentian.
The man was still waiting to see how twenty people would kill Mo Wentian, but the toad actually said that their fate would not be much better, which made the man not feel angry.
A sharp shouting sound sounded, and the aura on the man's body became extremely violent. He punched out again, hitting the toad directly in the chest.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the toad's mouth.
The vitality in the toad quickly passed away.
Toad, fall!
"This toad really talks too much!"
"It's finally peaceful after death!"
The man looked at the toad with an indifferent expression, clapped his hands and said.
It looked like he didn't care at all about killing the toad.
But at this moment, his scene fell into the eyes of other sea monsters, and a complicated look flashed in their eyes.
"Boy, if you meet me, King of Hell, it's you who are to blame for your bad luck!"
"This kid killed our compatriots, this kid deserves to die!"
"That's right, after killing ten of our compatriots, he should pay with his life for our compatriots!"
"In the middle stage of the Emperor's career, we must deal with this kid today!"
"Only by killing this kid can we avenge our dead compatriots!"
…
A series of cold voices sounded.
Immediately, figures one after another approached Mo Wentian.
"kill me?"
The smile on Mo Wentian's face grew stronger and stronger.
With his physique breaking through in this Tianminghai, Mo Wentian just wanted to see how far his strongest strength had reached, and he also wanted to find some capable people to practice with.
But now it seems that there is no need to look for it, someone has come up to die.
"This kid still dares to laugh. We want to kill him, but he is still laughing. This is simply not taking us seriously!"
"This kid is so arrogant!"
"Kill this boy!"
"kill him!"
…
The eyes of the twenty people suddenly became fierce.
"Boy, suffer death!"
The next moment, among the twenty people, the leader of the man had a fierce look in his eyes.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, it turned into a giant prawn with an extremely red body.
Two pitch-black forks appeared in his hands, and hot flames rose from the pitch-black forks.
"kill!"
The word "kill" fell, and the man dropped his fork towards Mo Wentian.
"It seems you won't cry until you see the coffin!"
"You can already see the coffin and it's already too late!"
Watching the fork fall, Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely calm.
At this moment, Mo Wentian didn't even try to dodge. He just stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.
"Brother Wentian..."
Looking at this scene, Tianhu frowned, and a hint of worry rose in his eyes.
The aura of this thousand-foot-long prawn is not weak. It has reached a level comparable to that of the late Tianzun. With the two weird forks in his hands, his strength has reached the level of the late Tianzun.
"No problem!"
"He's just a mid-level Tianzun. He wants to kill me, but he doesn't have the strength!"
Mo Wentian glanced at Tianhu, and the corners of his mouth curved up.
Mo Wentian really didn't pay much attention to the big shrimp in front of him.
This person was no match for his Mo Wentian.
"court death!"
But at this moment, seeing that Mo Wentian didn't move at all, he thought Mo Wentian was scared, and the man's eyes were filled with joy.
Although this fork is not his strongest, it is still almost 70% of his strength.
Under this sword, the man was confident that Mo Wentian, who was in the middle stage of the emperor's life, would definitely die.
At this moment, when the man took action, the remaining nineteen figures did not step forward, but watched the man holding the fork and falling towards Mo Wentian.
"I think this kid is dead. Master Xia's strength is more than that. The two forks in his hands are his divine weapons!"
"That's right, I think no matter how evil this kid is, he will die in the hands of Master Xia!"
"Master Xia has taken care of this kid, so we don't have to take action anymore!"
"Master Xia's strength is really too strong!"
"This kid is bound to die!"
…
Looking at Mo Wentian's motionless figure in the void, the remaining nineteen people had a hint of disdain in their eyes.
In their opinion, Mo Wentian was afraid, and Mo Wentian did not dare to touch them, which made them instantly confident.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, in the void, on Master Xia's fork, the scorching power suddenly surged.
"Qiang!"
But at this moment, a metal collision sound suddenly sounded, and just when the hot fork was about to fall on Mo Wentian's chest, Mo Wentian took action.
Mo Wentian reached out and grabbed Master Xia's two forks.
Hot power invaded Mo Wentian's palm, but at this moment, Mo Wentian's body suddenly lit up.
Rays of extremely bright light rose up, and above those rays of light, there was a force that everyone was very familiar with.
This is not some other power, this is the unique power of thunder and lightning in Tianminghai.
"Hoho..."
At the same time, on Mo Wentian's body, the Nine Dragons Holy Body instantly formed a protective shield for Mo Wentian. The power of the nine peerless divine dragons on their bodies was extremely terrifying.
"How can this be?"
Lord Xia looked at Mo Wentian with an expression of disbelief. His heart was filled with shock.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have believed that Mo Wentian, who was only in the middle stage of the Emperor's cultivation, would never be able to catch the two peerless artifacts he was proud of with his bare hands.