"Huantian, your illusion is so powerful!"
At this moment, You'er looked at Huantian and couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration in her eyes.
She believed that her illusion skills were very good. At least in the entire Meihu clan, no one had a talent for illusions better than hers.
But after seeing Huantian's illusion, she realized what it meant to be a small witch.
At this moment, You'er's expression couldn't help but darken.
"you flatter me!"
"My illusion skills are still not enough. My cultivation level also needs to be improved!"
A flash of light flashed in Huantian's eyes.
It seemed that Huantian was not satisfied with his own cultivation and transformation.
"Huantian, your cultivation will improve!"
"As for your illusion, it can be even stronger!"
Looking at Huantian, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and said with a hint of curvature.
"Boss, thank you!"
Although there was no obvious encouragement in Mo Wentian's words, Huantian understood what Mo Wentian meant.
Mo Wentian encouraged him like this, and Huantian couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his heart.
"Boss, why do you just ignore Huantian and ignore me?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao couldn't hide his jealousy in his eyes.
"How could I ignore you!"
"Aren't you having a great time fighting?"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Huantian, this is all your fault. Who made you reveal your true form so early? Yuan Hu doesn't even want to fight with me anymore. How boring!"
It would be better if Mo Wentian didn't say this. As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Xiaojiao looked at Huantian and said angrily.
If Huantian hadn't revealed his true form, how could Yuan Hu not fight him
"Boss, can you blame me for this?"
Huantian did not answer, but looked at Mo Wentian with an innocent look on his face.
"Little Jiao, Huantian showed his true form, I made him show his true form!"
"I have captured this Evening Beauty Flower. Our goal has been achieved!"
"Don't forget, we still have important things to do!"
Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold.
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Is there anything important to do?"
"Boss, are you talking about participating in the Zunbang Competition?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's expression instantly became serious.
"Yes, I have captured this Sunflower Divine Flower, but I haven't refined it yet!"
A flicker of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Xiaojiao's expression darkened.
He looked as if he was a little guilty. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Boy, who are you?"
At this moment, Yuan Hu's figure flashed and appeared not far from Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, a chill instantly rose in Yuan Hu's eyes.
"Who am I?"
"The identity of this emperor is not something that an ant like you can know!"
Looking at Yuan Hu in front of him, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his voice was even colder.
Mo Wentian didn't have a good impression of Yuan Hu. Although Mo Wentian had important things to do, if Yuan Hu didn't know what to do, he wouldn't mind spending some time to deal with Yuan Hu.
"Isn't it my place to know your identity?"
"Boy, do you have such a loud tone?"
"You are just an ant to the Emperor's perfection. How dare you talk to me like this? I think you are looking for death!"
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the anger in Yuan Hu's heart suddenly surged.
In the eyes looking at Mo Wentian, there was a terrifying murderous intention.
At the same time, the aura on Yuan Hu's body increased rapidly.
If he hadn't seen the presence of Xiao Jiao next to Mo Wentian, and if he hadn't benefited at all from the battle with Xiao Jiao just now, Yuan Hu would have already taken action against Mo Wentian.
"My emperor's tone is not bad, it's just that your mouth stinks!"
"Ant, stay away from me, don't smoke me!"
Looking at Yuan Hu, Mo Wentian curled up his lips slightly and raised an evil smile.
"My mouth stinks?"
"Don't let it get to you?"
"Boy, you are so arrogant. I am the king of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan. Do you know my identity?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Hu was almost furious.
At this moment, his fists were clenched even more tightly, and his nails dug into the flesh without any feeling.
"Your identity?"
"The king of the three-headed tiger clan, can this be considered an identity?"
"Isn't this still an ant?"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
An arrogant voice sounded, and Mo Wentian laughed wildly.
It seemed as if he didn't pay any attention to Yuan Hu in front of him.
"Boy, I think you are looking for death!"
"If I, Yuan Hu, don't kill you today, I will not be the king of the three-headed tiger clan!"
Seeing Mo Wentian laughing wildly, Yuan Hu's fighting spirit surged.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Yuan Hu's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Yuan Hu's figure had already appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
A punch hit directly towards Mo Wentian's chest. The terrifying and boundless punch seemed to smash Mo Wentian into pieces.
But Mo Wentian watched Yuan Hu punch him, but he wasn't worried at all.
His body stood still in a daze, not moving at all.
"Boss, this old bastard is looking for death, let me help him!"
Looking at this scene, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and his body transformed into a hundred-foot dragon.
The extremely terrifying dragon power violently emerged from the little dragon.
It looked as if the little dragon's tail, which was dozens of feet long, was about to greet Yuan Hu at the next moment.
And just when Xiaojiao's dragon tail was about to greet Yuan Hu, a voice came.
"Little Jiao, step back!"
"This ant wants to fight, so I will fight him!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold.
"Boss..."
After receiving Mo Wentian's message, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Although Xiaojiao really wants to deal with Yuan Hu in front of him, Xiaojiao has followed Mo Wentian for so long, and he also knows Mo Wentian's character.
Mo Wentian told him not to take action, so he had no choice but to retreat.
Seeing Xiao Jiao turn around and retreat, a glint flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"This kid can't even move. Is he looking for death?"
"Yes, this kid's cultivation level is only at the level of the Emperor's Consummation. With such an ant-like cultivation level, he still dares to stand still!"
"When the king's punch fell, this kid fell directly. It was impossible for his soul to escape!"
"Who made this kid so arrogant? Otherwise, our king would have been seriously injured and consumed a lot of strength, so we wouldn't have taken action against him!"
"Even if our king consumes a lot, so what? Our king's cultivation is at the peak of the Emperor of Heaven. This kid is just an ant of the Emperor's perfection!"
…
At this moment, the countless disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan suddenly started making noises when they saw this scene.
In their view, Mo Wentian could not be Yuan Hu's opponent.
What's more, in the eyes of these disciples of the three-headed tiger clan, as long as Yuan Hu's punch falls, Mo Wentian will undoubtedly die.
It was impossible for Mo Wentian's soul to escape.
"Boy, die!"
Recalling the fierce shouting voice, Yuan Hu punched Mo Wentian directly on the chest.
And just when Yuan Hu's punch landed, he thought Mo Wentian was about to be shattered by his punch.
"Old bastard, you want to kill me, but you are not qualified yet!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.