"Brother Xiaojiao..."
Hearing Xiaojiao's words, You'er opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
You'er's heart felt even warmer at this moment.
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure flashed, and the dragon's tail drew directly towards Jian Zhentian.
Seeing the little dragon drawing toward him, Jian Zhentian felt a bad premonition rising from the bottom of his heart.
"Little reptile, you..."
At this moment, Jian Zhentian wanted to run away the next moment, but it was already too late. Xiaojiao's dragon tail fell directly towards Jian Zhentian.
"ah… "
A scream rang out, and Jian Zhentian's body flew backwards.
"Jian Zhentian, You'er, you dare to sneak attack, today your Grandpa Xiaojiao and I must teach you a lesson!"
Looking at Jian Zhentian, Xiaojiao shouted coldly.
This sword shook the sky and attacked You'er secretly, completely arousing the anger in Xiaojiao's heart.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, a wave of fluctuations came from Mo Wentian's Wentian Pavilion.
Immediately, a figure appeared in Wentian Pavilion.
This figure is none other than the old man with ancient books.
The old man in the ancient book frowned, as if there was something urgent.
"Boy, if you want to subdue these two old bastards, you must subdue these two people!"
"Something happened in Yitian Realm!"
An extremely cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man with ancient books.
"Something happened in Yitian Realm?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's expression changed drastically in an instant.
"Boy, I can only tell you, hurry up!"
"Otherwise, you kid will regret it!"
The expression of the old man with ancient books was extremely serious.
"Thank you, the old man from the ancient book, for reminding me. I will deal with the matter at Piaomiao Peak immediately and rush back to Yitian Realm!"
A flicker of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. Looking at Xiao Jiao, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely cold.
"Little Jiao, leave this Jian Zhentian to me!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, this old bastard dares to sneak up on You'er, let me teach him a lesson!"
Xiaojiao was filled with anger and wanted to teach Jian Zhentian a lesson. It seemed that the tail blow just now was not enough to dispel the anger in his heart.
"Little Jiao, we don't have time to waste in Piaomiao Peak!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely cold.
"Boss, then you can handle this Jian Zhentian!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao knew that something must have happened.
Xiao Jiao originally wanted to ask something, but Xiao Jiao knew that if there was anything Mo Wentian wanted to tell him, he would naturally tell him.
Although Xiaojiao wanted to teach Jian Zhentian a lesson at this moment, he still handed over Jian Zhentian to Mo Wentian.
Xiaojiao has followed Mo Wentian for so long, so he still knows the priorities of things.
Immediately, without any hesitation, Xiaojiao flashed his figure and rolled the figure directly with his dragon body to Mo Wentian's side.
"Yuan Hu, Jian Zhentian, I still have important things to do. I will only give you three breaths to think about it!"
"If you don't surrender, you will die!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At this moment, the power on Mo Wentian was terrifying.
"What a terrifying pressure. This aura is stronger than the aura on the king's body!"
"This kid really only gives Wang three breaths to think about it?"
"It's impossible for him to kill our king. With this boy's strength, he killed our king, and he still wants to leave this Misty Peak?"
"This kid is faster than our king. Don't underestimate this kid!"
"Our king has been seriously injured by this boy. I think our king will surrender!"
…
Feeling the terrifying pressure, the figures exploded instantly.
At this moment, their eyes were looking directly at Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian.
They wanted to see what Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian's choices were.
In the hearts of most of their disciples, they still did not believe that Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian would want to surrender to Mo Wentian.
After all, Mo Wentian's cultivation is the level of the Emperor's perfection.
"One breath!"
"Two breaths!"
"Three..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian started counting his breaths without any hesitation.
And just when Mo Wentian was counting three breaths, the murderous aura in Mo Wentian's body was extremely terrifying.
"I… "
"I surrender, I, Yuan Hu, am willing to surrender!"
Feeling the terrifying murderous aura and the 1,200-foot soul that seemed to be suppressing him at the next moment, Yuan Hu made a puff and knelt down directly in front of Mo Wentian.
At this moment, the beads of sweat on Yuan Hu's forehead were as big as raindrops, and they couldn't stop falling down.
Yuan Hu's body was trembling even more at this moment.
Yuan Hu was completely scared. He had a strong feeling that if he didn't surrender, his death would be imminent.
"very good!"
"Jian Zhentian, it seems you are unwilling to surrender?"
Seeing Yuan Hu agree to surrender, Mo Wentian's eyes looked towards Jian Zhentian.
"I...I am also willing to surrender!"
A cold voice came, and Jian Zhentian subconsciously knelt down in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, a look of fear rose in his eyes.
Originally, Jian Zhentian wanted to hold on for a while, but seeing that Yuan Hu had already surrendered, Yuan Hu's strength was almost the same as his, Yuan Hu had already surrendered, how could he not surrender
"Surrendered? Everyone surrendered?"
"Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian are both willing to surrender to this boy!"
"Who is this person? Is his cultivation really only that of the Emperor's perfection?"
"Our king has surrendered to his hands, and it seems that we will also surrender to his hands!"
"This person's strength is so terrifying, we can only surrender!"
…
Seeing Jian Zhentian surrender, the countless disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan and the Sword Dragon Clan instantly started making a noise.
At this moment, they already knew what they were going to face next.
Some disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan and the Sword Dragon Clan were very knowledgeable and knelt down directly towards Mo Wentian at this moment.
Their expressions were even more respectful.
"Boss, these disciples of the Three-Headed Tiger Clan and the Sword Dragon Clan are very knowledgeable, and some of them are willing to surrender!"
Looking at this scene, Huantian's figure flashed, stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said in a deep voice.
"They're smart people!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and a gleam of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
"very good!"
"Since you are all willing to submit to this emperor, then you are my people!"
"Relax your mind, otherwise I will use my soul to suppress you directly, and you will not be in any pain at that time!"
"It turns out that Yuan Hu has experienced one or two of the pains in a thousand!"
The next moment, he seemed to have remembered something. Seeing that Jian Zhentian was also willing to surrender, Mo Wentian's lips curled up into an evil smile.
In fact, Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian surrendered, which was something Mo Wentian expected.
Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian are both smart people. They naturally know that life is the most important thing.
What's more, if Mo Wentian follows him, he will not treat them badly and will even increase their strength.
"Relax?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Hu and Jian Zhentian looked at Mo Wentian at the same time.
A complex look appeared in their eyes.
They looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces. They wanted to refuse, but they knew it in their hearts.
At this moment, they have no choice. They can only choose to let go of their souls, otherwise, death is waiting for them.