"Five..."
"Elder!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Five elders meant that there were five powerful men with great heavenly status, and this was just a small Jiuyou clan.
Above the Nine Nether Clan…
There are other races!
"Sir, we have already told you what you want..."
"You should now!"
"Let us go?"
At this moment, the three disciples of the Nine Nether Clan looked at Mo Wentian...
He said with a gleam of light in his eyes.
"Let you go!"
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, and then an evil smile appeared from the corner of his mouth. Will Mo Wentian, a disciple of the Jiuyou Clan, let him go? Let them go and deal with Sword King Pavilion later
"Chixiao..."
"Kill them!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely cold, and following Mo Wentian's words...
Chixiao and the others!
The cold light in his eyes skyrocketed.
"Didn't you say that as long as we answer your questions..."
"You will let us go!"
"You are shameless, you go back on your word!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the expressions of the three disciples of the Jiuyou Clan suddenly changed. They had already talked about the matter of the Jiuyou Clan, but Mo Wentian actually...
And kill them!
This makes them…
How can I not hate in my heart!
"Go back on your word?"
"Huantian, when will this emperor..."
"You said let them go?"
Looking at the three Jiuyou Clan disciples with angry faces, Mo Wentian turned his head to look at Huantian and asked indifferently.
"Boss, you didn't..."
"Said!"
Huan Tian had an evil smile on his lips. From the beginning to the end, Mo Wentian never said that he would let these three people go. It didn't matter...
Go back on your word!
"Damn it..."
The three Jiuyou Clan disciples had angry faces. Mo Wentian really...
Never said that.
Let them go!
"Chixiao..."
"What are you waiting for!"
"Kill them!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold. For the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan, Mo Wentian didn't have much good feelings in his heart. These people should all deserve to die!
Keep it, that's...
Enemies of Sword King Pavilion!
"Yes, Emperor!"
Chi Xiao's eyes instantly turned cold, and then he waved his hand, a divine sword...
Appeared in Chi Xiao's hands.
"Three offal..."
"Die!"
"Buzzing..."
The sword energy passed by, and a figure fell softly to the ground.
"Third brother..."
"Damn it, who are you? How dare you touch a disciple of my Nine Nether Clan? When the strong men of my Nine Nether Clan come, they will definitely cut you into pieces!"
…
The remaining two disciples of the Jiuyou Clan have extremely fierce eyes. In this ancient ruins, their Jiuyou Clan is a big race after all. How many years has it been...
No one dares to do this!
Touch their disciples of the Jiuyou Clan!
"Noisy..."
"The Emperor wants you to die!"
"Then you must die!"
In Chi Xiao's eyes, there is boundless coldness and arrogance. In Chi Xiao's heart, Mo Wentian, that is God. What Mo Wentian says, that is the law of heaven. No one can defy it!
"die!"
"Buzzing..."
The divine sword in Chi Xiao’s hand…
Take action again.
"Pfft..."
A figure fell softly to the ground again. In the Sword God Continent, a heavenly powerhouse who rarely appeared for hundreds of thousands of years was now captured by Chi Xiao...
Killed two people!
"Emperor..."
"He is the strongest!"
Damn it, take a deep breath, so what about heaven
In front of Mo Wentian.
They're all ants!
"Second brother!"
"Third brother!"
The last person's eyes were full of desolation. The disciples of the Jiuyou Clan, which was a terrifying race left over from ancient times, were now being wantonly massacred by Mo Wentian!
"You don't have to worry..."
"Soon, you'll be meeting them!"
A sneer rose in Chi Xiao's eyes, and the next moment, Chi Xiao struck out with his sword...
Take action again.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
"I know a treasure!"
"Do not kill me!"
Seeing Chi Xiao take action, the last person's eyes were filled with horror. Chi Xiao had already killed two people, and he had no doubt that Mo Wentian would take action again...
Kill him!
"baby… "
Chi Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then the sword in his hand...
stopped.
His eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
"I want to buy your life..."
"A normal baby..."
"It can't be done!"
Looking at this person, Mo Wentian also had a hint of interest in his eyes. This person was only in the early stage of Xiao Tianzhi. Mo Wentian didn't believe that he could come up with anything good.
"Sir, please spare my life..."
"Sir, spare my life!"
"Little promise, this is definitely a big baby!"
Seeing the coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes, the man quickly...
Chao Mo Wen Tian Dao.
"oh!"
Mo Wentian's eyes swept over the man's body, and then he said with a smile: "What baby, can you tell me about it?"
"Sir, this..."
When the man heard Mo Wentian's words, his eyes flashed, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, if I tell you about this treasure, do you have to..."
"Let me go!"
"Let you go?"
Mo Wentian looked at this man with a playful expression.
Then his eyes.
It fell on Chi Xiao again.
"You are not qualified to discuss terms with this emperor..."
"Chixiao, give this person to Huantian. I believe Huantian can definitely find out the whereabouts of this treasure!"
"Huantian, are you right?"
With that said, Mo Wentian looked towards Huantian and said with a grin.
"Quack quack..."
"Boss guessed it right!"
"I Huantian..."
"Promise to ask!"
Huantian's eyes were also full of strange smiles. The faces of the Nine Nether Clan disciples kneeling on the ground were getting paler and paler. For some reason, he seemed to have a premonition.
Next, is the real hell!
"Go ahead..."
Waving slightly, Mo Wentian took a step back slightly.
"Lord Huantian..."
"please!"
Chi Xiao also quickly retreated.
In the end only .
Disciples of Huantian and Jiuyou Clan.
"ah… "
After a moment, a miserable scream came. Hearing the scream, Tianhu and others trembled slightly. It was hard to imagine what kind of pain they were suffering.
Only then can a powerful man...
Such a scream.
"Emperor, Lord Huantian..."
"Will you kill him?"
Chi Xiao said worriedly.
"Playing to death?"
Mo Wentian grinned, and then said with a smile: "At best, play bad, play to death..."
"probably not!"
"Playing bad?"
The five Chixiao people were somewhat sympathetic...
He glanced at the Nine Nether Clan disciples on the ground.
Next, in the deep forest, the screams came one after another, and the monsters around them were so frightened that they fell to the ground one by one, not even daring to let out the slightest breath.
An hour later…
The screams slowly disappeared.
"What the hell, are your bones still so hard?"
"But so what?"
"You haven't told me honestly yet!"
The screams disappeared, and the Huantian Beast walked towards Mo Wentian. As for the Jiuyou Clan disciple on the ground, he knelt on the ground with a look of confusion on his face. In his eyes...
With a touch of deep fear!