"I know!"
Mo Wentian's voice sounded in Xiaojiao's mind.
"You bastard of the demon race, waiting for me, are you so impatient to die?"
Mo Wentian looked at the twelve demon disciples in front of him, the coldness in his eyes suddenly surged, and he said coldly.
With a sweep of his soul, the cultivation levels of the twelve people were all displayed in Mo Wentian's mind.
Among these twelve people, six were warriors in the middle stage of Tianjun, five were warriors in the late stage of Tianjun, and one person's strength had reached the peak of Tianjun.
Mo Wentian knew without thinking that the person at the peak of Tianjun was none other than Lu Ming, the third-ranked genius disciple of the Demon Clan.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
Suddenly, a young man among the twelve people stepped forward and said with a cold and arrogant face.
"Hand over my two disciples from the Nine Nether Clan. Perhaps I am in a good mood and can leave you with a complete corpse!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a strange arc, but his voice was extremely cold.
"Keep a whole body?"
"Boy, your disciples are still in my hands, so you are not afraid that I will kill these two people!"
A cold voice came, and a handsome and gorgeously dressed man stepped forward and looked at Mo Wentian, with no concealed murderous intent in his eyes.
The next moment, with a wave of his hand, two people escorted Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Demon Lu Ming!"
"I know that you are only catching them to lure me here. I am already here. If this is the case, let them go!"
Mo Wentian looked at Lu Ming, his eyes flashing coldly, and said coldly.
"Let them go?"
"Why should I let them go?"
There was an evil arc on Lu Ming's face.
"Since you are the third-ranked genius of the demon clan, do you dare to fight with this emperor?"
As if he remembered something, a bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"A fight with you?"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian and couldn't help laughing wildly.
"Why do you need Senior Brother Lu Ming to fight against you? I, Lu Jie, can do it!"
Leng Ao's voice came, and a young man in the middle stage of Tianjun walked proudly out of the crowd.
"Just you?"
"You are not eligible!"
Mo Wentian didn't even bother to look at him, his face was full of coldness and arrogance.
"you… "
"You are simply arrogant. I am a strong person in the later stage of Tianjun, and you actually say that I am not qualified?"
Lu Jie's eyes were full of anger.
"Junior brother Lu Jie, stand down!"
Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian, who had a cold and arrogant face, and shouted coldly.
"Tell me, how do you want to fight me?"
The next moment, Lu Ming took a step forward and said coldly.
"The way to play is very simple, but I have a prerequisite!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Lu Ming has given you enough face by fighting with you, but you don't know what is good and what is good, and you still want to negotiate terms with Senior Brother Lu Ming?"
"That's right, boy, you are too ignorant!"
"Senior Brother Lu Ming, don't talk nonsense with this kid, just go ahead and kill all these people!"
"kill him!"
…
A series of angry voices resounded in the void.
"Everyone, stand down!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with coldness and he shouted coldly.
"Senior Brother Lu Ming..."
"Senior Brother Lu Ming, this..."
…
Everyone opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"What conditions?"
The next moment, Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian and said coldly.
"The conditions are actually very simple!"
"Then you let these two people from my Jiuyou clan go first. How about I fight against twelve of you by myself?"
An extremely cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes, and his voice was extremely cold.
"Let the two people from the Jiuyou Clan be released?"
"Okay, I promise you!"
A flash of light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and he agreed directly.
"Senior Brother Lu Ming, this guy is too arrogant. Let's just kill all three of them!"
"Yes, yes, why do you still agree to his condition?"
"Senior Brother Lu Ming, this..."
…
Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with a fierce glare in their eyes.
"What? Do you think I can't beat him?"
Hearing this, Lu Ming's eyes were filled with an extremely cold light, and he shouted coldly.
"Senior Brother Lu Ming, why do you think so?"
"Killing this kid is not something that Senior Brother Lu Ming can just do with just a flick of his finger!"
…
Seeing Lu Ming getting angry, everyone's expressions changed and they hurriedly said.
"If that's the case, then that's it!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with coldness and he said in a deep voice.
"As expected of the demon clan's third-ranked genius, not bad!"
Seeing Lu Ming agree, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a slight arc.
"Boy, I'll let you know, this is the stupidest decision you've ever made!"
Lu Ming looked at Mo Wentian with secret disdain.
Mo Wentian was just a warrior in the early stage of Tianjun, but he was a strong man at the peak of Tianjun.
Although he has just broken through to the peak of Tianjun, his cultivation level is enough to easily crush Tianjun in his early stage.
In front of Mo Wentian, he had enough confidence to kill Mo Wentian with one move.
The reason why he agreed to Mo Wentian's conditions was because of his confidence that he would be able to kill Mo Wentian.
Let Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng be released first. They are just two warriors in the early stage of Tianjun. After he kills Mo Wentian, he can then kill Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng. It is not a matter of waving his hands.
"Yeah?"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up into an evil smile.
How dare this little bastard look down on him
He, Mo Wentian, likes people who underestimate him the most. The more others underestimate him, the more miserable he will make that person die.
"You'll stop laughing soon!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with coldness and he said coldly.
"Why do I think you are the one who won't be able to laugh later?"
The curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense.
"Stop talking nonsense, let my disciples of the Jiuyou Clan be released. Let them go and start the war immediately!"
"This emperor is still rushing to snatch the artifact!"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian spoke again.
Standing proudly in the void, his eyes are full of coldness and pride.
"Let them go!"
When Lu Ming heard this, coldness flashed in his eyes, and he shouted to the two demon disciples who were escorting Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng behind him.
"Yes, Senior Brother Lu Ming!"
The two of them immediately opened their mouths to answer, making seals one after another.
In less than a breath, the rope binding Wu Sheng and Wu Jinfeng was instantly loosened.
"Ancestor!"
"Owner!"
As soon as their bodies were free, the two of them quickly walked towards Mo Wentian.
"Little Jiao, take them to recover!"
Mo Wentian took out a space ring from his hand, threw it directly towards Xiaojiao, and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, I'll stay and help you!"
A glimmer of light rose in Xiaojiao's eyes, and his voice was full of sonority.
His cultivation level has just broken through to the late stage of Tianjun, and now he just wants to have a fight to see how his fighting power is.