"Old man, I think you are tired of living!"
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the aura of the man who stood up quickly surged.
The murderous intent in his eyes quickly surged.
"Tired of living?"
"It seems that you want to find trouble with me, old man?"
His eyes suddenly shrank, Mo Wentian's expression turned cold, and his voice was so cold that it could freeze people.
Mo Wentian didn't want to cause other trouble, but Mo Wentian was not someone who was afraid of trouble.
If these people cause trouble for him, he doesn't mind getting rid of them.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's expression became colder and colder.
"I come!"
"Let me kill the old man!"
At this moment, an extremely strong figure stood out from the crowd and looked at Mo Wentian. The murderous intent in this man's eyes was terrifying.
The aura on this person's body quickly surged.
The next moment, without any hesitation, the man punched directly towards Mo Wentian.
"You brought this to your door!"
"It's not my fault!"
Seeing that this man was about to land a punch on him, the murderous intent in Mo Wentian's eyes quickly grew.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
"What kind of magic sword is this old man holding?"
"That divine sword looks so ordinary, how could it be such a good artifact!"
"Yeah, I think this old man is going to die in Lu Yu's hands!"
"Lu Yu's cultivation has reached the middle stage of Tianzun. This old man's cultivation is not that of the Emperor. There is no way he can be Lu Yu's opponent!"
"This old man dared to be so arrogant when he came to intercept us. Even if he was killed, it wouldn't be considered a wasted death!"
…
Seeing the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword appearing in Mo Wentian's hand, the remaining warriors immediately started talking.
They looked at Mo Wentian with a hint of disdain in their eyes.
It seemed that he didn't take Mo Wentian seriously at all.
What's more, some warriors have even imagined the scene of Mo Wentian dying tragically under Lu Yu's punch.
"Old man, go to hell!"
Suddenly, an extremely cold voice sounded in the void.
Lu Yu's figure flashed in the void and blasted directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Well done!"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Immediately, holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, he greeted Lu Yu directly.
"Qiang Qiang..."
"boom… "
The next moment, a violent collision sounded in the void.
A figure flew out directly.
The figure flying upside down was not Mo Wentian as they expected, but Lu Yu.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
The aura on Lu Yu's body dropped rapidly.
Looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were filled with shock.
"This...how is this possible?"
"Old man, how come you are so strong?"
Lu Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes shining brightly.
If he hadn't fought Mo Wentian in person, he would never have believed that with his cultivation in the middle stage of Tianzun, he could not defeat even the emperor's perfect warrior.
Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, a bad premonition arose in his heart.
The old man in front of me is terrifying!
"Isn't this old man's cultivation just like that of the Emperor? How can he be stronger than Lu Yu!"
"This old man who is the perfect emperor must be hiding his cultivation!"
"Yes, this person's cultivation must be hidden, otherwise, how could he possibly defeat Lu Yu!"
"One blow seriously injured Lu Yu. This old man is probably even stronger than Lu Yu!"
"This person's cultivation level is probably beyond the middle stage of Tianzun, or even the late stage of Tianzun!"
…
Seeing Lu Yu's figure flying backwards, the remaining warriors instantly exploded.
They looked at Mo Wentian with astonishment in their eyes.
"I didn't want to take action, but you are so ignorant!"
"You can't blame me!"
Mo Wentian took a step forward, stepped hard on Lu Yu's body, and said with a cold look on his face.
The Lu Yu in front of him was just a warrior in the middle stage of Tianzun. Mo Wentian didn't necessarily want to kill him.
"Old man, you are really hateful!"
"I... we are going to kill you!"
Seeing Mo Wentian humiliating Lu Yu like this, the auras of the remaining warriors quickly increased and they shouted coldly.
As he said that, the figures surrounded Mo Wentian.
"It seems that you want to cause trouble for me together?"
Looking at the dozens of figures surrounding him, the killing intent surged in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body also surged rapidly.
"Come together and kill this old man!"
"This old man is so abominable. Not only did he seriously injure our senior brother Lu Yu, but he also insulted him like this!"
"We must avenge this revenge for Senior Brother Lu Yu, otherwise, we will think that there is no one left in our Lu family!"
"This old man's strength cannot be underestimated!"
"What are you afraid of? No matter how strong you are, you are just an old man who is about to enter a coffin!"
…
The next moment, the dozens of figures started making a noise.
But in their hands, a handful of divine weapons appeared.
The aura on their bodies is even more vast.
The eyes that looked at Mo Wentian were full of murderous intent.
"You might as well come together!"
"It can save me some time!"
A cold voice sounded.
Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and disappeared in a flash.
When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure stood proudly in the void.
"Brothers, come together and kill this old man!"
At this moment, the man who stood up first among the crowd shouted angrily.
Following the man's angry shout, dozens of figures, holding different artifacts, came directly towards Mo Wentian to kill him.
But just when their artifact was about to land on Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's figure disappeared again.
"Hiss, hiss..."
The next moment, there was a gasp of cold air.
"Bang bang bang..."
What followed closely was the sound of figures falling to the ground.
"This... this is impossible..."
An incomparably loud voice sounded.
Immediately, the figure also fell to the ground, with no breath left on his body.
This series of sounds sounded, and it only took a few breaths.
The dozens of figures fell to the ground at this moment. There was no breath on their bodies, but their eyes were wide open, as if they had seen something terrible.
At the same time, the fallen figures had cracks on their necks that were so deep that their throats could be seen, and blood gushed out from the necks.
The strong smell of blood spread instantly.