"Boss..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"You asked me to fight you, you can't blame me!"
"If I accidentally hurt you, Lord Dragon Emperor, don't blame me!"
At this moment, Han Long approached Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, a cold glint flashed in Han Long's eyes.
At this moment, the aura on Hanlong's body increased rapidly.
"Hanlong, it seems that you are very confident in your own strength?"
"I just don't know if you still think so after your battle with this emperor!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
This Han Long just looked at his cultivation level, which was only in the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, so Cai Shao didn't take him seriously.
His Mo Wentian's strength has never been measured by his cultivation.
This cold dragon was so arrogant, he wanted to see how strong this cold dragon was.
"You are too arrogant!"
"Since you and I are going to fight, what are you waiting for? It's just time for us, Lord Dragon Emperor, to see how weak your strength is!"
It would have been better if Mo Wentian didn't say these words, but as soon as Mo Wentian said these words, Han Long was completely angered.
Han Long looked at Mo Wentian, with murderous intent rising in his eyes.
At this moment, Hanlong's aura quickly surged.
If it is said that looks can kill, at this moment, Mo Wentian has been beheaded countless times.
"See how weak my strength is?"
"Hanlong, you will be disappointed!"
Hearing Han Long's words, Mo Wentian's lips curled up slightly.
This Hanlong actually wanted to see Mo Wentian's joke, which was simply impossible.
"Hanlong is really going to fight Mo Wentian. Mo Wentian's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven. Will he be Hanlong's opponent?"
"The coldness on Hanlong's body is so strong. I feel that the strength of this Hanlong is definitely not bad!"
"Don't forget, Mo Wentian was able to enter the Shentian Mountains to gain experience, not because of connections, but because of his strength. Mo Wentian stood out from one hundred and forty-four people. His strength should not be underestimated!"
"I think Mo Wentian will be the final winner in this battle. Not only is Mo Wentian good in strength, but his state of mind is also better than ours!"
"We'd better watch this battle carefully. If Mo Wentian can't defeat this cold dragon, we have to help. After all, Mo Wentian is also a disciple of our Divine Heaven Realm!"
…
Seeing that Mo Wentian and Han Long were about to start a battle, the disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm began to discuss.
Their eyes were looking at Mo Wentian and Han Long, unblinking, as if they were afraid of missing something exciting.
At the same time, a sense of expectation arose in their hearts.
Especially those disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm who had never seen Mo Wentian's strength before. They wanted to see what level Mo Wentian's strength had reached.
"disappointment?"
"Human, I will let Lord Dragon Emperor see your true face. If you don't have this strength, you are not worthy of being our Lord Dragon Emperor's boss!"
The sound of angry shouting sounded, and Hanlong's figure flashed, and his figure quickly grew.
The next moment, I saw that the tens of thousands of feet of the cold dragon's body suddenly increased to hundreds of thousands of feet. The scales of the hundreds of thousands of feet of the cold dragon's body were glowing with cold light. Looking from a distance, I only felt a cold light. A wave of coldness hit him, and his body couldn't help but shrink.
"Hanlong, your aura is pretty good!"
"I just don't know if you are strong on the outside but weak on the inside!"
Seeing Han Long's aura soaring, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, and an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian disappeared in a flash.
When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared in the void.
Looking at Han Long, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
That appearance didn't seem to put Han Long in his eyes at all.
"The cold dragon swings its tail!"
But at this moment, Hanlong shouted angrily.
The tens of thousands of feet of dragon tail shining with azure cold light fell directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Boss, be careful!"
"Boss, be careful!"
Looking at this scene, Xiaojiao and Huantian had a hint of worry in their eyes, and blurted it out almost subconsciously.
"rest assured!"
"This cold dragon can't hurt me!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
The cold dragon's tail flew straight into the air and fell to the ground, creating a huge crater dozens of feet in size.
In the huge pit, layers of ice were seen rising instantly.
At the same time, the aura on Hanlong's body was even more violent.
"Hanlong, it seems that you really have some strength!"
Looking at the huge crater made by the cold dragon on the ground, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The strength of this cold dragon is quite good. The power of this cold dragon's tail swing has exceeded the peak of the Emperor of Heaven, and is even a bit stronger than the full strength of the Emperor of Heaven.
But Mo Wentian hasn't paid attention to this strength yet.
Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to bring out the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword, but now it seems that if he wants to conquer this cold dragon, he doesn't need the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword at all.
"How much strength is there?"
"I see you are frightened by my power!"
"If you have the guts, don't run away, taste the taste of my cold dragon's tail!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the aura on Hanlong's body increased even more.
Looking at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in Han Long's eyes was undisguised.
"Scared?"
"Hanlong, I really don't know where you get your confidence. I've never been scared!"
"This emperor has seen the world, but I'm afraid you, a mere cold dragon, have never even heard of it!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly.
This cold dragon is really ridiculous, he dares to speak like this in front of him.
"You are really as hateful as that person said!"
"Today, let me, Han Long, teach you a lesson!"
Hanlong looked at Mo Wentian, the anger in his eyes was extremely terrifying.
Immediately, Hanlong's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he had already appeared behind Mo Wentian, and the tens of thousands of feet of dragon tail fell directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Shenlong Fist!"
Seeing Hanlong's tail falling towards him again, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank and he directly used the Divine Dragon Fist.
"Hoho..."
As Mo Wentian used the Divine Dragon Fist, a phantom of the Divine Dragon appeared in the void.
The dragon's power was billowing from the divine dragon's body, and the roar of the dragon was even louder.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's punch was directed towards Hanlong's tail.
"boom… "
The next moment, a violent collision sounded in the void.
I saw two figures colliding directly with each other, and one figure flew out directly.
"boom… "
The figure hit the ground, creating a crater hundreds of feet high.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of this figure.
The figure that flew upside down was none other than Han Long.
"How about it?"
"I have told you a long time ago that you are no match for me, but you just want to fight me. I can't blame you for this!"
Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, looking at Han Long, with a slight smile and an arc.
Isn't this cold dragon very arrogant originally? But he just punched lightly, and the cold dragon was actually injured, and the injury was not serious. The strength of the cold dragon was not even as strong as Mo Wentian expected.