"Liu Lei is also injured? His cultivation is about to break through to the realm of the Emperor of Heaven, and he is actually injured?"
"Liu Lei didn't use his full strength, right? Otherwise, how could he be injured?"
"The strength of this boy Mo Wentian cannot be underestimated!"
"Is this kid Mo Wentian a monster? His cultivation is at the early stage of Cai Tianzun!"
"He was able to enter the top 40 among the 20,000 people in the competition. I thought he relied on luck to reach this point, but I didn't expect that he relied on strength!"
…
Seeing that Liu Lei was injured, countless warriors started talking in an instant.
You must know that Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun.
Generally speaking, Mo Wentian is definitely not even a match for Liu Lei, but in the battle between Mo Wentian and Liu Lei, Liu Lei was actually injured.
This seems a bit unbelievable to them.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that Liu Lei would be injured in the hands of a warrior in the early stage of Tianzun.
"Boy, you..."
"How come you are so strong?"
"You must have hidden your cultivation, otherwise your strength would not be so strong!"
Listening to the discussions, Liu Lei stood up and looked at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in his eyes was terrifying.
"Zhizhi..."
At this moment, his fists were even more clenched, and his joints were creaking.
"Hidden cultivation?"
"This emperor's cultivation level is the early stage of Tianzun!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
In fact, what Mo Wentian said was true, but Liu Lei didn't believe it as soon as he said it.
"The early stage of Tianzun?"
"Boy, are you lying?"
"Your cultivation level is only at the early stage of Tianzun. Your strength cannot be so strong!"
It would have been better if Mo Wentian didn't say this. As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Liu Lei didn't believe Mo Wentian's words even more.
In Liu Lei's opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation level was at least at the peak level of the Heavenly Lord.
"Ant, I don't even bother to deceive you!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boy, you..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Liu Lei was almost furious.
Liu Lei felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood was about to well up, but Liu Lei swallowed it hard.
The nine warriors who came with him were already laughing at his joke.
If he was so stimulated by Mo Wentian's words that he spit out a mouthful of blood at this moment, I really don't know how those nine people would be gloating about their misfortune.
"Ant, don't you want to kill this emperor?"
"Come again!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.
"Come again?"
"You want to come again?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Liu Lei said subconsciously.
"how?"
"You don't want to fight with me anymore?"
"This emperor just used a punch, and you are actually afraid?"
Looking at Liu Lei, Mo Wentian said with a cold face.
"Are you actually afraid?"
"Boy, how could I be afraid of you!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Lei's expression suddenly changed and he quickly explained.
In fact, he had already developed a fear of Mo Wentian in his heart. This fear came from the bottom of his heart.
But on the surface, how could he admit it
What would everyone think of them if he admitted it.
"It's impossible to be afraid of me?"
"Then I will make you afraid of me!"
Mo Wentian looked at Liu Lei, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Buzzing..."
After saying that, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared in the void.
Looking at Liu Lei, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of killing intent.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body quickly surged.
"Mo Wentian is so arrogant, how dare he talk to Liu Lei like this!"
"Liu Lei is famous for his violent temper. Originally, Liu Lei had no intention of killing Mo Wentian, but after Mo Wentian said so, Liu Lei's temper makes it impossible for him to let Mo Wentian go!"
"If this kid Mo Wentian is killed by Mo Wentian, he is asking for it!"
"Mo Wentian is really too arrogant. If he were calmer, Liu Lei wouldn't treat him like this!"
"Don't just be optimistic about Liu Lei, Mo Wentian's strength cannot be underestimated!"
…
Listening to Mo Wentian's extremely arrogant words, the figures exploded instantly.
They looked at Mo Wentian, with a complicated look flashing in their eyes.
However, among the nine of them, everyone is still more optimistic about Liu Lei.
After all, Liu Lei is still much better than Mo Wentian in terms of cultivation.
"You make me afraid of you?"
"Boy, I think you are looking for death!"
If these people had not discussed it, Liu Lei would still not be so angry.
But listening to these comments, the anger in Liu Lei's heart suddenly surged.
At this moment, Liu Lei looked at Mo Wentian with murderous intent in his eyes.
If it is said that looks can kill, at this moment, Mo Wentian has been killed countless times by Liu Lei's looks.
"court death?"
"You are the one seeking death!"
An icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold chill spread from Mo Wentian's body.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed, and a figure of Mo Wentian in the void transformed into nine ways.
The figure and aura of Jiudao Mo Wentian are exactly the same.
At this moment, even the fat man couldn't recognize which one was Mo Wentian's true body.
At this moment, the fat man's face was full of shock.
"This... this kid actually has the ability to clone himself?"
"This kid is not human at all, he is simply a monster!"
"How could he be so strong?"
"Mo Wentian doesn't seem to be from our world of immortals. He comes from another world!"
"He is from the Celestial Realm ranked 1,200th among the Celestial Realm!"
…
Looking at the nine identical Mo Wentians in the void, the figures came back to their senses and started talking instantly.
In their hearts, they were even more shocked at this moment.
They were even more curious about Mo Wentian.
They always feel that Mo Wentian in front of them is like a mystery that cannot be solved no matter what.
"Boy, you have the ability to clone yourself!"
"I have it too!"
Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Liu Lei's eyes suddenly shrank and he shouted coldly.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Liu Lei's figure flashed and disappeared into the void.
When he reappeared, two figures of Liu Lei also appeared in the void.
But one of the figures had an extremely weak aura.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this figure is not Mo Wentian's true form.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
"Ant, this is what you call your clone. Your clone really scares me to death!"
Looking at Liu Lei's illusory clone, Mo Wentian laughed wildly.
It looked like he had heard some funny joke and couldn't stop.
"The quality of Liu Lei's clone is too bad. If the quality of this clone is bad, it would be better not to use this clone!"
"Yes, there is no harm without comparison. This Liu Lei is really too weak. At least in terms of this movement, compared with Mo Wentian, he is really bad!"
"I really don't know what Liu Lei is thinking. He dares to summon such a clone!"
"It's so ridiculous that I can't help but laugh!"
"The nine clones of Mo Wentian are all exactly the same in appearance and aura, but this clone of Liu Lei, even the silhouette of the clone has become illusory!"
…
Listening to Mo Wentian's wild laughter, the nine figures, including the fat man, all laughed.
In the void, Liu Lei's phantom was simply ridiculous compared to Mo Wentian's.
Fatty now felt even more respect for Mo Wentian.
At this moment, Fatty had a firm idea in his mind, that is, Mo Wentian was determined to follow.