"If you have anything else, take it out!"
"In case I don't want to wait until you die, I will be too lazy to explore your space rings. I will look for them one by one!"
Mo Wentian looked at the Dark Lord with cold and arrogant eyes.
"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"
"Kill you!"
The Dark Lord's voice was extremely cold, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.
How could the Dark Lord not know about those auras in the darkness
In front of so many people, his Demonic Cauldron and Demonic God's Halberd were taken away by Mo Wentian. Although it was because of the Divine Pearl, the Demonic Cauldron and Demonic God's Halberd were now in Mo Wentian's hands.
A warrior in the early stage of Little Heavenly Lord actually took away two of his king-level artifacts. This is simply a shame!
"kill me?"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, his eyes full of disdain.
Although the current Dark Lord is not easy to kill, it is impossible to kill him.
"Dark Devil's Feet!"
With a cold shout, the Dark Lord directly transformed countless demonic energy into the void, and the demonic energy quickly gathered into the void to form a devil's foot that was one hundred feet in size.
The next moment, the devil's foot stepped directly towards Mo Wentian.
"It turns out there is no artifact anymore!"
"Old Hei, you are really poor. A demon king only has two king-level artifacts!"
Mo Wentian looked at the oncoming devil's feet in the void, and the curve of his mouth became more intense.
"Boy, die!"
Amidst the billowing demonic energy, the rich voice was extremely cold.
"Old bastard, today I will kill you with your demon halberd!"
Just when the devil's foot was about to land on Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian took action, and a halberd appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
However, the demonic energy on the halberd that appeared at this moment was completely gone, and the connection between the halberd and Mo Wentian lit up.
The next moment, Mo Wentian held the Demon God's Halberd and slashed directly at the hundred-foot demon foot in the void.
"Buzzing..."
As Mo Wentian made a move with his sword, the aura on Mo Wentian's body quickly surged.
"I hate it when people point their feet at me, Lao Hei. Today, I will chop off your hoof first!"
The killing intent in Mo Wentian's eyes was extremely terrifying.
"This kid is so arrogant, he actually took the Dark Lord's demon halberd to fight the Dark Lord!"
"He's not just arrogant, he's downright arrogant!"
"This kid's original strength has reached the peak of Tianjun. Now with this Demon God's Halberd taking action, it's really uncertain who will die!"
…
Looking at the void, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Mo Wentian was definitely the most arrogant person they had ever seen!
"Crush the dog's hooves!"
Mo Wentian's voice was cold and boundless, standing in the void. At this moment, the breath on Mo Wentian's body suddenly became extremely cold.
His eyes were devoid of any emotion, as if they were the supreme god, overlooking all living beings.
The next moment, the demon's halberd struck directly at the demon's foot.
"ah… "
"No… "
"This is impossible?"
As Mo Wentian slashed down with his halberd, the hundred-foot-long demonic foot shattered instantly in the void.
Screams came from the void one after another.
The next moment, the demonic energy in the void dissipated, and a black-faced old man flew upside down to the ground.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
One of the legs of the black-faced old man was missing, and his face was extremely gloomy.
"The Dark Lord's magic feet were chopped into pieces by this kid!"
"He who was in the early stage of Tianjun actually seriously injured the powerful person who has perfected Tianjun!"
"This is not a human being, this is simply a monster!"
…
Looking at the Dark Lord in the early stages of flying upside down, everyone's faces were filled with shock.
"Boy, I don't want the phantom fruit anymore, I'll give it to you!"
"I don't want the devil's cauldron or the devil's halberd either. I'll give them all to you. You win this battle!"
At this moment, looking at that proud figure, a sense of fear arose in the Dark Lord's heart.
He had a hunch that if he continued to fight, he would be the one who died.
Now he is a strong man who has reached the level of Heavenly King, and is not far away from breaking through to the realm of Heavenly King.
If he breaks through to the realm of the Heavenly King, his lifespan will be extended several times, and he doesn't want to die.
"Just surrender?"
Mo Wentian's figure flashed and appeared in front of the Dark Lord. Looking at the Dark Lord, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a face full of teasing.
"No fight, you win!"
The Dark Lord looked at Mo Wentian and said with a wry smile.
"Did I hear correctly? The Dark Lord actually surrendered to the boy?"
"The Dark Lord is a powerful person who has perfected the Heavenly Lord. He actually surrendered to the little early Heavenly Lord warrior?"
"This kid is really terrifying. Even the strong men of Tianjun Perfection can't defeat him. It seems that we want to kill him and go to the beast master to receive the reward..."
…
As soon as the Dark Lord's words came out, the crowd instantly exploded.
Everyone looked at that proud figure, but there was a hint of fear in their eyes.
The Dark Lord of Tianjun Consummation has already begged Mo Wentian for mercy, not to mention them. You must know that among their group, the strongest one is only at the peak of Tianjun.
Originally, they wanted to kill Mo Wentian and go to the beast tribe to receive the reward from the beast master, but at this moment, looking at the extremely embarrassed Dark Lord, they had no other thoughts in their hearts.
"You don't want to fight, but what should I do if I haven't fought enough yet?"
Hearing this, the curve of the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became a little more intense, and he said indifferently.
The more the Dark Lord wanted to beg for mercy, the more he didn't want to let it go.
"Boy, don't be ignorant, I've already given you everything you want!"
"But this doesn't mean that I am afraid of you!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord's eyes were extremely cold.
The voices of discussion in the void completely reached the ears of the Dark Lord.
Listening to those comments, the Dark Lord finally came back from his fear.
At the moment just now, he had forgotten that he was a powerful person in Tianjun's consummation, and Mo Wentian was just a warrior in the early stage of Tianjun.
Suddenly, looking at Mo Wentian, the Dark Lord felt a little bit of confidence in his heart.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Just what I want, come on then, old bastard!"
Mo Wentian was slightly startled, and then said coldly.
"Boy, Demon Palm!"
"die!"
With a cold shout, a demonic palm hundreds of feet long appeared again in the void.
Demonic energy was billowing from the demonic palm, which was several times more powerful than the previous demonic palm.
Mo Wentian had a hunch that this must be a full-force blow from the Dark Lord.
"The donkey in Guizhou is so incompetent that he wants to kill me with this palm. What an idiot!"
"Demon Halberd!"
An extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, the Demon God's Halberd appeared in Mo Wentian's hand again. Without any hesitation, he held the Demon God's Halberd and slashed directly towards the Demon God's Halberd in the void.
"Die!"
"die!"
The Dark Lord's voice was fierce and fierce.
The devil's palm in the void swatted at Mo Wentian crazily.