"Do I want to die too?"
"I give you this chance, but you can't kill me!"
An extremely cold voice sounded, and a terrifying murderous intention rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body quickly surged.
Yi Tianlai seriously injured Xiaojiao, which had completely aroused Mo Wentian's anger. He would not only kill Yi Tianlai, but also subdue him.
Thinking like this, a flash of light flashed across Mo Wentian's Yanzhou.
"Boss..."
At this moment, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Immediately, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and retreated.
And at the moment when Xiaojiao's figure retreated, only Yi Tianlai and Mo Wentian were left in the void.
Seeing Yi Tianlai and Mo Wentian standing proudly in the void, countless Yitian Realm disciples started talking.
"This little reptile just gave up?"
"If he doesn't retreat, will he still be able to withstand the blow from Yitian?"
"Although the strong men in the realm of the Heavenly Emperor rely on elixirs to improve themselves, they are not comparable to the strong men of the Heavenly Emperor!"
"The strong Heavenly Emperor is the strong Heavenly Emperor. This little reptile can block Yitian's attack, which is already pretty good!"
"Now the only one left is that kid Mo Wentian. That kid is looking for death. With his perfect cultivation as the Emperor, he dares to fight Mo Yitian?"
…
The eyes of countless disciples from the Yitian Realm fell on Mo Wentian and Yitianlai at this moment.
Looking at Mo Wentian and Yi Tianlai in the void, their eyes did not blink, as if they were afraid of missing something exciting.
At this moment, they had already made a decision in their hearts.
There is no way Mo Wentian can be Yi Tianlai's opponent. In this battle, Mo Wentian will lose.
"I can't kill you?"
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"You took Yiyuan away, and you ruined my good deeds. You stopped me from killing this little reptile, which is even more abominable!"
"Today is the day you die, and I won't let you go!"
Listening to the comments, Yi Tianlai's aura quickly surged, and he was full of confidence.
At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed like an ant in his eyes, and he didn't pay attention at all.
"Then try it!"
Mo Wentian looked at Yi Tianlai, grinned slightly, and said with a hint of curvature.
"The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword!"
"come out!"
But the next moment, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body also increased rapidly.
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in his hand.
At this moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword began to tremble, as if it understood what Mo Wentian said, as if it was about to take action at the next moment.
A series of terrifying sword intentions came out even more arrogantly, attacking Yi Tianlai.
"Boy, you want to block me with a broken sword?"
Looking at the ordinary-looking Heaven-devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand, Yi Tianlai's eyes were filled with disdain.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Yi Tianlai's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he appeared again, he appeared behind Mo Wentian.
Yi Tianlai's body skills are not even inferior to those when the Blood-Blood Pill was in effect.
What's more, after he took the Violent Blood Pill, his physical skills were not as good as Mo Wentian's, let alone now that the Violent Blood Pill was no longer effective.
Yi Tianlai's figure just appeared behind Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian's figure flashed and stabbed Yi Tianlai directly with his sword.
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Seeing Mo Wentian's sword heading towards him, Yi Tianlai's eyes glowed with an extremely cold light.
The aura on his body increased rapidly.
His mind moved even more, and a cauldron appeared in his hand. This cauldron was the Yitian Cauldron.
The Yitian Cauldron surged rapidly. In just a few breaths, it had already surged to a size of ten thousand feet. The power of the Yitian Cauldron, which was ten thousand feet in size, was billowing.
"Yitian Cauldron, go!"
With a cold shout, the Yitian Cauldron went straight towards Void Mo Wentian's sword to greet him.
"Qiang Qiang..."
There was a sound of metal collision, and the Yitian Cauldron and the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword collided together.
A figure flew out directly.
The figure flying upside down was none other than Mo Wentian.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth.
Mo Wentian's face instantly turned pale.
"Boy, you are no match for me!"
"You actually want to fight me without overestimating your capabilities. This is simply asking for death!"
At this moment, Yi Tianlai's figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian. He looked at Mo Wentian and said with an evil smile on his face.
"Old bastard, how do you think you can be any better than me?"
"The aura on your body is also fluctuating. If this emperor's guess is correct, you have also suffered internal injuries, right?"
Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.
Looking at Yi Tianlai, Mo Wentian raised an evil smile on his lips.
"uh-huh… "
Just as Mo Wentian finished speaking, traces of blood overflowed from his mouth.
The aura on Yi Tianlai's body dropped rapidly.
Mo Wentian was right, he did suffer internal injuries.
It would have been better if Mo Wentian didn't say these words. As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, his mood was stimulated. A burst of salty and sweet feelings surged up in his mouth instantly, and traces of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Yitianlai is also injured? Isn't this boy's cultivation just like that of the Emperor's Consummation? How can he be so strong?"
"I think this kid must be hiding his cultivation, otherwise he wouldn't be so strong!"
"The aura of this boy is really only that of the Emperor's Perfection, but his strength is really incredible!"
"The divine sword in this kid's hand is not simple. I think it is not much different from Yitian Cauldron, otherwise his sword energy would not hurt Yitian!"
"Yitianlai is completely irritated by him. It's impossible for Yitianlai to let this kid go today!"
…
Seeing blood overflowing from the corner of Yi Tianlai's mouth, countless Yi Tianjie disciples immediately started talking.
In their view, this war. Yitianlai will definitely win.
Unexpectedly, Yi Tianlai also suffered internal injuries, which was really beyond their expectations.
After all, the cultivation levels of Mo Wentian and Yi Tianlai were very different.
"Old bastard, don't you want to kill me?"
"You didn't get any advantage in this battle!"
But at this moment, Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, looking at Yi Tianlai with an evil smile on his face.
"Didn't you take advantage?"
"Boy, you..."
"Are you mocking me?"
"Today, I will not let you go!"
It would have been better if Mo Wentian didn't say this, but as soon as Mo Wentian said this, Yi Tianlai was about to explode with anger.
The aura on Yi Tianlai's body surged rapidly at this moment.
"You won't let me go?"
"Even if you come to heaven to let me go today, I will not let you go!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, an extremely cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body was even more violent at this moment.
"Boy, you are very good!"
"I'll make you regret what you just said soon!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yi Tianlai's clenched fists creaked in the joints.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
There were clanging sounds of war, and the fighting spirit in Mo Wentian was even more terrifying.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
Seeing Mo Wentian's figure disappear, Yi Tianlai's eyes suddenly shrank.
Yi Tianlai had seen the speed of Mo Wentian's movements before. Seeing Mo Wentian's figure disappear, Yi Tianlai immediately became vigilant.