"Boy, I have to admire your courage, but let me tell you, in front of me, Xiao Jinghen, you are nothing but scum!"
Xiao Jinghen looked at Mo Wentian with disdain in his eyes.
"Yeah?"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up into an evil smile.
Underestimate him? What Mo Wentian likes most is people who underestimate him. The more others underestimate him, the worse their fate will be.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just one sentence, do you accept my emperor's invitation to fight?"
Looking at Xiao Jinghen, Mo Wentian asked coldly.
Expanding his spiritual consciousness, Mo Wentian could clearly feel the auras rushing towards this place quickly.
This is exactly what Mo Wentian wants.
Although the battle with the Dark Lord shocked many people, it was not enough for Mo Wentian.
If he wants to establish his Heaven-Devouring Divine Kingdom in this ancient ruins, he will have to use the first genius of the demon clan to make his name, Mo Wentian, resound throughout the ancient ruins.
"challenge?"
Xiao Jinghen snorted coldly, and then said with a sinister expression on his face.
"Mo Wentian, you will definitely die today!"
"Not just you, neither this little snake nor that furry thing can escape!"
Xiao Jinghen's eyes were extremely cold.
Mo Wentian killed so many people from his demon clan, and also killed his only biological brother.
This time in the Nine Nether Cave, Mo Wentian would definitely die, otherwise where would the face of Xiao Jinghen, the number one genius of the Demon Clan, be
How else could he survive in this ancient ruins
"I am waiting for you!"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up, but his voice was extremely cold.
"Boss, this guy is a lot stronger than the Dark Lord. Be careful!"
"Since this kid has trained in the beast clan and has also gained the favor of the old guy from the beast master, his methods must be good. Boss, be careful!"
At this moment, the caring voices of Xiaojiao and Huantian sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Those seven are all mid- to late-stage Tianjun warriors, so be careful!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light and he said in a deep voice.
"What's the point of fighting alone?"
"How about you let my brothers play with your little snake?"
Suddenly, looking at the little dragon in front of him, Xiao Jinghen said with a cold glint in his eyes.
"Seven mid- to late-stage disciples of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Lord are fighting against my late-stage Heavenly Lord's demonic beasts. Isn't this considered bullying?"
"It seems that your monster clan's face is as thick as the city wall!"
Feeling the auras in the darkness, Mo Wentian deliberately increased his voice.
"It's true. This demon clan is not accepting the challenge. Is it clearly bullying this kid?"
"That's right, seven people fighting two monsters. Isn't this naked bullying?"
"The demon clan is really thick-skinned!"
"This kid's cultivation is at the early stage of the Heavenly Lord. He took the initiative to invite Xiao Jinghen, the number one genius of the demon clan, to fight at the Heavenly Lord's consummation stage. Can he beat him?"
…
In the darkness, cynical comments came from behind.
Xiao Jinghen's cultivation had reached the perfection of the Heavenly Lord. How could the words discussed by everyone escape his ears.
He had been arguing with Mo Wentian just now, but he didn't notice the figures coming one after another.
Now he spread out his soul and spiritual consciousness and found that hundreds of figures had appeared within a radius of a hundred feet.
At this moment, Xiao Jinghen had a premonition in his heart...
It seems like he was plotted against!
But so what if he was plotted against him. In front of so many people, he accepted this battle. He had no way to retreat. All he could do was to kill Mo Wentian here, so as to save some face. .
"Boy, you actually plotted against me?"
Xiao Jinghen looked at Mo Wentian with a fierce glare in his eyes.
"Foolish person, this emperor is plotting against you, what can you do?"
The smile on Mo Wentian's face became a little stronger.
But when this smile fell in Xiao Jinghen's eyes, it became a mockery, which made the murderous intention in Xiao Jinghen's heart instantly increase countless times.
"Boy, you will definitely die today!"
"Brothers, please kill that little snake for me. Go back and have a good meal of snake meat!"
Looking at the little dragon in front of him, Xiao Jinghen's eyes were full of disdain and he shouted coldly.
"Yes, Senior Brother Jinghen, the junior brothers will definitely skin this little snake and wait until Senior Brother Jinghen kills Mo Wentian, then go back and have a good time drinking and eating meat!"
"Yes, senior brother Jinghen, we are waiting for you!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Kill!"
…
Hearing Xiao Jinghen's words, the demon clan's disciples instantly cheered up as if they had been given a shot of blood.
The eyes that looked at Xiaojiao also had a bit of unconcealable passion.
It was as if the little dragon had become their food.
"Grandsons, if I want to kill your little Grandpa Jiao, you alone are not enough!"
Hearing this, the cold light suddenly surged in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he shouted coldly.
"A small demon beast from the late Tianjun period is actually so arrogant!"
"Sure enough, whatever kind of master there is, there will be the same kind of evil beast!"
"Hahaha… "
"It's really ridiculous. If I want to kill a little snake like you, I, Xiao Jing, am enough!"
…
The sound of cold shouts came, and among the seven people, an extremely arrogant figure stood out from the crowd.
Looking at Xiaojiao, his face was full of disdain.
"In the late stage of Tianjun, we will soon reach the peak of Tianjun!"
As he muttered to himself, Xiao Jiao's eyes became colder and colder.
"What? I'm scared!"
Xiao Jing, who stood up, looked at Xiao Jiao's dazed look, and an evil smile instantly appeared on his face.
"Afraid?"
"Your little Grandpa Jiao, I have never been afraid of anyone since I was born. How can I be afraid of your grandson!"
Looking at Xiao Jing, Xiaojiao's eyes were cold and arrogant.
"Little Jiao, I'll leave these scraps to you!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then said coldly.
"Boss, don't worry, I will solve this bastard soon!"
The next moment, Xiaojiao's confident voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Boy, let's do it too!"
"Otherwise, when your little snake dies, it will be so lonely on the road to hell!"
Xiao Jinghen's eyes flashed coldly, he looked at Mo Wentian and said coldly.
"Don't worry about this, it won't be us who die, it will be you!"
"It seems that the Demon King is going to have physical pain again today, hey..."
Mo Wentian shook his head slightly, but his eyes were extremely cold and arrogant.
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"Fire God Fist!"
"Boom..."
He took action in an instant, and the terrifying fist intention spread instantly. In the void, Xiao Jinghen looked like a ghost, and punched directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Shenlong Fist!"
Mo Wentian was not willing to be outdone at all, and punched him directly.
"boom… "
A violent collision occurred, and the entire valley shook.
The terrifying power spread instantly to a hundred feet in radius.