"Who is this kid?"
"These disciples seem to be disciples of Qitian Realm!"
But at this moment, Yuanyou seemed to remember something, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly in his heart.
At this moment, Yuanyou became curious about Mo Wentian's identity.
After all, he had never met Mo Wentian in Qitian Realm, but he was somewhat familiar with the disciples behind Mo Wentian. He could be sure that they were disciples of Qitian Realm.
"Ant, you are no match for me!"
"Get away!"
Suddenly, a sharp shouting voice sounded.
Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Mo Wentian had appeared behind Yuan You.
"Shenlong Fist!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian punched directly towards Yuanyou.
"Boy, you're playing tricks!"
Seeing Mo Wentian appear behind him, a bad premonition arose in Yuyou's heart.
Yuanyou subconsciously wanted to retreat, but before his body could retreat, Mo Wentian's punch landed firmly on him.
"boom… "
Xinyou's body flew out directly.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
At this moment, his face instantly turned pale.
At the same time, the aura on Yuanyou's body was also rapidly declining.
"World Master, World Master didn't hurt that kid, and he was even blown away by that kid!"
"Who is this kid? How can his strength be so terrifying?"
"Yes, I have never met anyone who can block our grievances. This kid can actually ignore our grievances!"
"This kid's physique is really terrifying!"
"It's a little early to draw a conclusion now. Our Realm Master is not just a tactic!"
…
Seeing Yuan You flying backwards, the countless disciples of Yuan Tian Realm all had astonishment in their eyes.
After being stunned for a while, he came back to his senses and exploded instantly.
In their opinion, the one flying upside down should not be Yuan You, but Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level was only at the middle stage of the Emperor, while their Realm Master Qin You's cultivation level had reached the late stage of the Tianzun stage, and he was also cultivating the terrifying resentment.
But among the disciples of the Resentful Heaven Realm, some people saw clearly that Mo Wentian was not afraid of this resentment at all.
That resentment seemed to have no effect on Mo Wentian at all, and Mo Wentian could simply ignore it.
"This... this is impossible!"
At this moment, Yuanyou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Ants!"
"You are no match for this emperor, please obey me obediently!"
"It will save you from some physical pain, and my attacks are not serious. Although I am betting on you to win or lose, if I don't control it well and I accidentally hit you hard, it would be bad to kill you!"
Mo Wentian's figure flashed, standing proudly in the void, looking at Yuanyou with contempt, and said coldly.
He looked like a supreme king, with billowing pressure spreading from him.
"Wouldn't it be better if you killed me?"
"Do you still want to kill me?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Yuan You's anger surged in his heart and he shouted fiercely.
Although he was injured by Mo Wentian's punch just now, it was only a minor injury. Moreover, in his opinion, if Mo Wentian hadn't spread out his body skills and appeared behind him, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Mo Wentian couldn't hurt him at all.
But what he didn't know was that Mo Wentian's punch only used 10% or 20% of his strength.
Mo Wentian didn't want to kill Yuanyou. After all, Yuanyou was the master of Yuantian Realm. Keeping this person would help him conquer the disciples of Yuantian Realm.
"Behead you?"
"I disdain this!"
"But if you don't admit defeat, I will naturally make you suffer some physical pain. At least I will wait until you admit that you can't defeat me!"
Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou, grinned slightly, and said with an evil smile.
"Admit defeat?"
"I openly resent the Realm Master of the Heaven Realm, a strong man in the late stage of Tianzun. Will he admit defeat to a warrior in the middle stage of Emperor?"
"Boy, I think you are dreaming!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Yuanyou laughed wildly.
It looked like he had heard some funny joke.
But for some reason, a bad premonition arose in Qianyou's heart at this moment.
In the battle with Mo Wentian, he might really not be Mo Wentian's opponent.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
"Is this kid stupid? He said he asked our world master to admit defeat?"
"Our Realm Master hasn't used his trump card yet. Once the Realm Master's trump card comes out, I think this kid will be killed not to mention being beheaded immediately. It's inevitable that he will be frightened to the point of peeing!"
"This kid is so arrogant that he doesn't even take the Realm Lord in his eyes!"
"It can't be our Realm Master who admits defeat, it can only be that kid. Not only this kid, but also the people behind him will admit defeat!"
…
As soon as Yuanyou said these words, the disciples of Yuantian Realm behind him also laughed wildly.
Looking at Mo Wentian, their eyes were full of disdain.
It seemed that at this moment they all saw Mo Wentian kneeling towards them begging for mercy, and the decibels of their voices increased.
"Boss, these people are really hateful!"
"How dare you look down on you like this!"
"Let me take action and kill these talkative people!"
But at this moment, listening to the discussions, Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he said coldly.
"Behead these talkative people?"
"Little Jiao, don't be so angry!"
"What's more, you don't need to get angry with these people at all. Once I defeat their world master, they will naturally crawl over like a pug!"
Hearing Xiaojiao's words, Mo Wentian frowned slightly and said coldly.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Ant, I have given you the opportunity!"
"Since you don't admit defeat now, I will beat you until you do!"
A cold voice sounded, and fighting spirit surged in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body also surged rapidly.
"Boy, do you think I can't defeat you?"
"The Cauldron of Resentment!"
An extremely cold voice sounded, and the aura on Yuanyou's body also increased rapidly.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Yuanyou's mind moved, and a tripod appeared in Yuanyou's hand.
The cauldron was only the size of a palm, but the cauldron was shining with an extremely bright light. The light was so dazzling that people were afraid to look directly at it.
"The Cauldron of Resentment?"
As he muttered to himself, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
He couldn't explain why, although this Cauldron of Resentment looked ordinary, Mo Wentian always felt that this Cauldron of Resentment was not simple!