But among these people, there was someone who, although his knees were kneeling towards Mo Wentian, his eyes looking at Mo Wentian were full of reluctance.
Obviously, this person was unwilling to surrender to Mo Wentian.
"Boss, some of these eight people are unwilling to surrender!"
This person did not escape Xiaojiao's eyes. A cold light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes and he said in a deep voice.
"Don't want to surrender?"
"Those of you who are unwilling to surrender can stand up!"
"I can fight you!"
After listening to Xiaojiao's words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Senior Brother Qingming, will you surrender? Going against him will not end well!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Qingming, with his strength, not only us, our young master may also fall into his hands!"
"Submitting to him is our most correct choice, and I am willing to surrender!"
"No matter what, don't struggle with your own life. After all, your life is yours!"
“Senior Brother Qingming has always been stubborn, so it’s impossible to make sense by saying this!”
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the eyes of figures fell on a young man.
The young man looked at Mo Wentian with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.
At the same time, the killing intent in this man was even more terrifying.
It's just that this person didn't take action against Mo Wentian. I don't know what he was worried about.
But what we can know is that this person will never surrender to Mo Wentian like this.
"Rumble..."
After listening to these discussions, the figure actually stood up.
The aura on his body was extremely violent at the moment, as if he was about to take action at the next moment.
"Boss, it seems that this person really wants to challenge you!"
Seeing this figure stand up, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"Want to challenge me?"
"I didn't want to kill him originally, but he is looking for death. This emperor is not to blame!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and a cold voice sounded.
"That's right, I just don't want to surrender!"
"I am born as a person from the Qingtian Realm, and die as a ghost from the Qingtian Realm. You want me to surrender, just dream!"
At this moment, the figure stepped forward and approached Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, the man said firmly.
This person's heart is extremely determined, and it is impossible for him to surrender to Mo Wentian.
The aura of this person has reached the middle stage of Heavenly Emperor. Among the remaining Qingtian Realm disciples, their cultivation level is still acceptable.
"dream?"
"I will let you know soon whether I am dreaming!"
Listening to this person's words, Mo Wentian's expression became colder and colder.
At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body also skyrocketed rapidly.
"Boy, what are you waiting for!"
"The power of heaven!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the aura on this man was extremely vast.
The next moment, this person didn't hesitate at all, and quickly hit the seals one by one into the void.
As he played the seals one by one, the void began to change.
Wave after wave of power unexpectedly surrounded Mo Wentian. Those waves of power looked extremely ordinary.
But as those forces approached Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian felt as if his whole body was being restrained, with a sense of oppression.
"Ant, it seems I underestimate you!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Looking down on me?"
"Ant, you don't have the ability to conquer people from my Qingtian Realm!"
A sharp shout sounded, and the man's figure flashed and disappeared into the void.
"Brother Wentian, be careful!"
"Boss, be careful!"
…
As the figure disappeared, the worried voices of Tianhu and Xiaojiao came.
"Don't worry, it's just an ant. I'll take care of it soon!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
"Boy, go to hell!"
A cold voice sounded, and the figure appeared behind Mo Wentian.
A punch fell directly towards Mo Wentian, and the punch force came out even more powerfully. The terrifying power seemed to blast Mo Wentian into pieces.
"Senior Brother Qingming's strength has increased a lot!"
“I’ve long heard that Senior Brother Qingming has mastered the power of raising the sky, and today I’m finally lucky enough to see him!”
"The power of Qingtian is the foundation of our Qingtian world. Senior brother Qingming has mastered the power of Qingtian. Senior brother Qingming's future is boundless!"
"Senior Brother Qingming is so strong. I wonder if he can kill this person. If he can kill this person, we don't have to surrender!"
"Although Senior Brother Qingming is strong, he will not be his opponent!"
…
Looking into the void, figures one after another started talking quickly.
Their eyes stared straight into the void, unblinking, as if they were afraid of missing something exciting.
He couldn't explain why, although Qingming's cultivation level was much better than that of Mo Wentian.
But in their hearts, they believed that Qingming would not be the winner in this battle.
"Want to kill me?"
"The combined efforts of the eight of you are not enough. Do you think you alone are enough?"
But at this moment, seeing Qing Ming's punch coming towards him, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light and he said coldly.
Immediately, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian punched directly and moved forward to greet him.
"boom… "
And at the moment when the two fists collided, one figure flew out directly, while the other figure still stayed in place.
The person who flew out was naturally not Mo Wentian, but Qingming.
At this moment, the aura in front of him fluctuated rapidly.
At the same time, Qingming's face turned pale.
"Pfft..."
The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Qingming's mouth.
"Boy, you..."
"How come you are so strong?"
Qingming was stunned for a while, came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a clear face.
"I have told you a long time ago that you are no match for me. You still have to fight with me. I can't blame you for this!"
Looking at Qing Ming in front of him, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly and even raised a hint of curvature.
"Boy, you must be cheating!"
"Your cultivation level is only at the early stage of Tianzun. Your strength cannot be so strong!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qingming's eyes were full of doubts and doubts.
"It's impossible for me to be so strong?"
"You are right. My cultivation level is only at the early stage of Tianzun. According to ordinary people, it is impossible to be so strong at the early stage of Tianzun cultivation. But I am not an ordinary person. My strength is so strong!"
Mo Wentian looked at Qing Ming's expression of disbelief, and the curve of the corner of his mouth became more intense.
His cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun, but his strength is not only related to his cultivation, but also to his body and soul.
"Ordinary people?"
"Boy, what do you mean, you are no longer an ordinary person?"
"Then you are not an ordinary person. Who are you?"
After listening to Mo Wentian's words, Qingming said subconsciously.
"This emperor is a genius!"
"Have you ever heard of Tianjiao?"
"The genius is this emperor!"
"The strength of Tianjiao is not measured by his cultivation!"
"So, not only are you no match for this emperor, you are no match for me!"
Mo Wentian looked at Qing Ming, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his deep voice became even colder.
"The strength of Tianjiao is not measured by his cultivation level?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the man's body shook wildly, and his mind trembled even more.
He only felt a king's pressure coming towards him. This pressure made his legs feel weak and he wanted to kneel down to Mo Wentian.
But he tried hard to hold on and did not kneel down to Mo Wentian.
But at this moment, he felt extremely shocked in his heart.
The sight of Mo Wentian in front of him shocked him too much.