"I'm fine. It's impossible for these two old bastards to kill me!"
"Xiaojiao, Wu Sheng, and Wu Jinfeng, the three of you entered the Nine Nether Cave. The purpose of these old guys is me. Wait for me to deal with them. As long as you enter the Nine Nether Cave, these old guys will not catch up!"
Mo Wentian looked at the three people who were somewhat outmatched and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, then you..."
"Owner… "
"Ancestor!"
The expressions of the three people suddenly changed.
"Don't worry, I will meet you soon!"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then turned around and faced him.
It is impossible for these five old guys to kill Mo Wentian.
The road to entering Jiuyou Cave to seize the artifact is still long. Along the way, there are still many people who want to kill Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian originally wanted to hide his strength and didn't even want to use the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword, but he didn't expect that these old guys were still pretty good.
"Boss, this old guy's cultivation is about to reach the late stage of Tianjun!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao returned to Mo Wentian.
I saw a trace of blood on the little dragon's tail, which was shocking.
"Tianjun Late Stage!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
It seems that the demon clan’s move this time is quite ambitious!
"Little Jiao, you and them all stand down. Leave these five old guys to me. Although they are all middle-stage Tianjuns, they are also some nourishment!"
"What this emperor lacks now is nourishment!"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, these old guys are not weak, so be careful!"
Xiaojiao wanted to stay, but since Mo Wentian had already said so, he could only obey.
"rest assured!"
Mo Wentian watched Xiaojiao's figure disappear in front of Jiuyou Cave.
Turning around and looking at the five people in front of him, Mo Wentian's fighting spirit instantly surged.
Five Heavenly Lords in the middle stage is indeed good, but if you want to kill him Mo Wentian, this is not enough!
"Boy, you actually let those ants leave first!"
"He is still a loyal person, but what about loyalty? If you meet our five demons, you will definitely die today!"
"Third brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Kill this kid and go back to collect the reward as soon as possible!"
"The Chunxiang of Chunxiang Tower is still waiting!"
…
The five of them watched Xiaojiao and others disappear, but did not pursue them.
After all, their target is Mo Wentian. As long as they kill Mo Wentian, they can go back and receive the reward.
As for Wu Sheng, Wu Jinfeng and others, in their eyes, they are just ants, and they are too lazy to kill them.
"Just because you want to kill me?"
"Not qualified yet!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of cold pride.
"Not qualified!"
"Boy, you are only in the early stage of Tianjun. We are all strong in the middle stage of Tianjun. Today we will let you know the power of our five demons!"
"Wuxu Cauldron!"
"Wandering Dragon Sword!"
"Demon hammer!"
…
The five people shouted coldly at the same time, and in the next moment, various weapons appeared in their hands, and they headed towards Mo Wentian to kill him.
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Jian Po Tian!"
Seeing five people killing him at the same time, Mo Wentian suddenly roared angrily.
A sharp and boundless aura burst out from Mo Wentian's body.
As soon as the sword came out, the void was shaking.
The next moment, a crack appeared in the void. The crack instantly became several feet in size. Endless void turbulence surged out. From a distance, it looked extremely terrifying.
"What a terrifying sword!"
"Wuxu Cauldron!"
"Demon hammer!"
…
The expressions of the five people who were about to kill Mo Wentian changed greatly.
But the next moment, their eyes suddenly became extremely shocked.
The rolling sword intent enveloped Mo Wentian, and the five of them seemed to see a pair of cold and arrogant eyes.
That look was extremely cold, looking down at them as if they were looking at ants.
"Shadow Secret!"
At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came, and Mo Wentian's body instantly transformed into nine figures in the void.
The nine Mo Wentians were holding the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword, and their bodies were full of power.
As if he were a king from the supreme world, Mo Wentian's body was as agile as a leopard, and nine Mo Wentians struck out with one sword at the same time.
These nine swords are very slow.
But in the eyes of the five demons, it seems that there is only this sword.
"This is a clone!"
"The power of this sword exceeds that of the early Tianjun!"
"This guy is so strong!"
…
The five people roared angrily, their eyes full of shock.
"Quickly stop this kid!"
"Wuxu Cauldron!"
"Wandering Dragon Sword!"
…
The five people shouted coldly, and then made seals one by one in their hands.
At this moment, facing Mo Wentian's sword, the five middle-aged men seemed to be countless times more panicked than the powerful men facing the late Tianjun.
Ancient Cauldron, Wandering Dragon Sword, Demon Hunting Hammer...
The five people took action at the same time and greeted Mo Wentian in the void.
"Crack!"
There was no so-called violent collision, only the sound of various weapons shattering.
What followed closely was the bodies of the five demons, all of which flew out upside down.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from among the five people.
"No… "
"ah… "
A scream rang out, and the middle-aged man in Wuxuding was directly penetrated by Mo Wentian's sword in the chest.
His eyes were wide open and his face was full of reluctance.
However, the vitality in his body was rapidly passing away, and within a moment, he was completely gone.
"I am unwilling..."
"This is impossible!"
The old man with the Wandering Dragon Sword roared, and the light in his eyes instantly disappeared.
The five evil spirits of the demon race killed two people.
The remaining three middle-aged men no longer had the courage to continue fighting, and their entire bodies were trembling.
"Do not kill me!"
"Don't kill me. I am the younger brother of the great elder of the Demon Clan. If you kill me, the Demon Clan will not let you go!"
"That's right, you can't kill me!"
…
The three of them were really scared at this moment!
They were afraid of the Mo Wentian in front of them, whom they had originally ignored.
"Boss, these people are annoying, how should we deal with them?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure appeared beside Mo Wentian.
“No matter how small the shrimp is, it’s still meat!”
"How can this emperor let it go?"
Mo Wentian looked at the three people who were trembling in front of him, restrained the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword, and a smile appeared on his face.
With such a sunny face, it was hard to imagine that it was the young man in front of him who had just killed two mid-level Tianjun warriors.
“No matter how small the shrimp is, it’s still meat?”
Xiaojiao took a deep breath, and then a smile spread.
Xiaojiao was sure that the three people in front of him would end badly.
"Noisy!"
"It's time for you to exert your final effect!"
Mo Wentian raised an evil smile on his lips, stepped forward, and approached the three of them.
"Boy, you... what do you want to do?"
"I have here a peak-level artifact of the King level, as well as a third-level elixir and elixir. I will give you whatever you want. Don't kill me!"
"As long as you let me go, I will let my brother give you everything you want!"
…
The three of them looked at Mo Wentian approaching with an evil smile on his face. The fear in their hearts became even more intense, and the fear in their eyes was undisguised.