Relax your mind, Yu Zhentian naturally knows what it means.
As long as he relaxed his mind and allowed Mo Wentian to receive the soul mark, his life and death would be completely in Mo Wentian's hands.
Thinking like this, Yu Zhentian hesitated in his heart.
He originally promised to surrender, but he just wanted to surrender verbally. As long as he had the chance, he would escape from Mo Wentian's control.
But if he relaxed his mind, it would be impossible for him to escape from Mo Wentian's control.
"This emperor's patience is not good!"
"I give you two choices, surrender to this emperor or die!"
Seeing Yu Zhentian's hesitant look, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's terrifying pressure spread towards Yuzhentian.
"uh-huh… "
Mo Wentian's terrifying pressure came over, but Yu Zhentian didn't pay attention at all. Mo Wentian's pressure instantly hurt him.
With a muffled groan, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Yu Zhentian's mouth.
"Boy, you are really hateful!"
"In Tianminghai, you are not my opponent yet, but now I don't believe that you will be my opponent!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a flash of light flashed in Yu Zhentian's eyes.
Yu Zhentian stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a cold look on his face.
Yu Zhentian has not forgotten the last battle in Tianminghai.
In that battle, Mo Wentian was no match for him.
Now that the battle in Tianminghai was less than a month away, Yu Zhentian still couldn't believe how much Mo Wentian's cultivation level could improve in less than a month.
At this moment, the aura on Yu Zhentian's body quickly surged.
"Old bastard, it seems that you can't listen to Yi Tianlai's instructions to you!"
"I can tell you that you will not be my enemy with one move!"
Hearing Yu Zhentian's words, Mo Wentian curled up his lips slightly and raised an evil smile.
This Yu Zhentian, I really don’t know where he got the confidence to actually want to fight with him.
Could he be his opponent
Yi Tianlai and Yi Yuan in front of them are the best examples. Yu Zhentian didn't give up even before reaching the Yellow River and wanted to fight him.
"Won't he be your enemy with one move?"
"Boy, you think too highly of you. Although your cultivation is stronger than last time in Tianminghai, and you have reached the state of Emperor Perfection, you are still my defeat!"
In Yu Zhentian's eyes, a killing intent instantly rose up.
His son Yu Hao was killed by Mo Wentian in front of him.
The humiliation he suffered in Tianminghai was also a gift from Mo Wentian.
Thinking like this, the anger in Yu Zhentian's heart arose spontaneously.
At this moment, the aura on Yu Zhentian's body surged rapidly.
"Boss, do you want to subdue this old bastard?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
Looking at Mo Wentian, a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Yitianlai has already been subdued. Yuzhentian is his son, so naturally he cannot be killed!"
"If you can't kill, you can only conquer!"
A flicker of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, if you want to subdue him, then let me teach him a lesson!"
"If you don't subdue him, I want to beat him to death!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Little Jiao, then I'll leave this old bastard to you!"
"Don't let him suffer too much, at least he can still see people!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao quickly agreed without any hesitation.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Xiaojiao's figure had already appeared in the void.
"Hoho..."
The aura on Xiao Jiao's body was terrifying.
The vast and incomparable dragon power rolled out.
"What do you want to do?"
Seeing Xiao Jiao's figure appear, Yu Zhentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
The little dragon in front of him is not weak in cultivation. He has already reached the perfection of Heavenly Lord and is only one step away from breaking through to the realm of Heavenly Emperor.
This kind of cultivation is not far different from Yu Zhentian.
The only thing that makes Yu Zhentian stronger than Xiao Jiao is that Yu Zhentian's cultivation has been reaching Tianzun perfection for a long time, while Xiao Jiao has only just broken through.
He couldn't explain why, but looking at the little dragon in front of him, Yu Zhentian felt a bad premonition in his heart.
"What do you want to do?"
"What do you think I want to do, Grandpa Xiaojiao?"
"Of course I want to fight you!"
A cold voice sounded, and the power on the little dragon was terrifying.
"This is a divine dragon, what a terrifying divine dragon's pressure!"
"Where did this divine dragon come from? This divine dragon's cultivation seems to have reached the realm of Tianzun perfection!"
"The pressure spreading from this dragon is even stronger than that of our Realm Lord!"
"This divine dragon is going to fight our realm master. Can our realm master defeat this divine dragon?"
"Our Realm Master is no match for this divine dragon. The pressure on this divine dragon is really terrifying!"
…
At this moment, the countless disciples who wanted to leave Yu Zhentian stopped in their tracks.
Their eyes were all looking at the little dragon in the void.
Feeling the incomparable dragon power on Xiaojiao's body, the warrior with a lower cultivation level couldn't help but a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
As for the warriors with stronger cultivation levels, they were not much better. Their faces were so pale that there was no trace of blood at all.
"A big fight?"
"Little reptile, do you think you are strong?"
"Your cultivation level has only just reached the realm of Tianzun's perfection, but I have been in the realm of Tianzun's perfection for a long time!"
"Do you think you are my opponent?"
But at this moment, Yu Zhentian seemed to have discovered something. A flash of light flashed in Yu Zhentian's eyes, and he said with a cold face.
That's what he said, but in fact, Yu Zhentian didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.
"Old bastard, you have a very good mouth!"
"I just don't know if your mouth is as powerful as your strength!"
A cold voice sounded, and the power of Xiao Jiao surged again.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
With a cold shout, Xiaojiao didn't hesitate at all, and drew the dragon tail hundreds of feet in size directly towards Yuzhentian.
Seeing Xiao Jiao's tail whipping towards him, Yu Zhentian didn't hesitate at all and punched him directly.
Yu Zhentian's punch was not any other punch, it was the Yitian Fist given to him by Yitianlai.
Watching Yu Zhentian throw a punch, Yi Tianlai, who was not far away, changed his expression.
Yu Zhentian's cultivation is really not enough. Although Xiaojiao's cultivation is similar to that of Yu Zhentian, Xiaojiao is not an ordinary person. His strength has never been measured by his cultivation.
After Yu Zhentian punched out, Yi Tianlai had already thought of the outcome.
"boom… "
A violent collision sounded, and a figure flew out directly.
The figure that flew upside down was none other than Yu Zhentian.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Yu Zhentian's mouth.
His face turned pale instantly.
"Little reptile, you..."
"How come you are so strong?"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Yu Zhentian's eyes were filled with shock.
"You little Grandpa Jiao, I told you a long time ago that you will not be my opponent!"
"But if you don't believe it, it's your fault, Grandpa Xiaojiao, and me!"
Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, standing proudly in the void, looking at Yu Zhentian with disdain on his face.