"Xiao Jinghen, Duan Fan!"
"stop!"
Mo Wentian stood up and looked at the prostrate figure on the ground. An evil smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
Hearing this, Xiao Jinghen and Duan Fan stopped quickly.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared directly. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Fan Zeng.
"Do you want to submit to this emperor?"
Looking at Fan Zeng kneeling on the ground, Mo Wentian's face was filled with coldness and arrogance.
"Master, I am willing to surrender to you!"
"As long as you don't kill me, I surrender to you!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Fan Zeng's eyes were full of fear, and he kowtowed with great respect.
"Won't I kill you?"
"If you satisfy this emperor, I will naturally not kill you!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile instantly appeared.
Although he had a smile on his face, Fan Zeng, who was kneeling in front of him, felt an icy chill coming down his back.
"As long as the master doesn't kill me, I will do anything!"
Fan Zeng looked at Mo Wentian with a flattering expression.
He was really scared at this moment, he was scared!
He is afraid of death!
He is a majestic king of heaven, he has a long life, and everything else is nothing compared to his life.
"Really willing to do anything?"
Hearing this, the evil smile at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became a little stronger. He looked at Fan Zeng and said indifferently.
"I'm really willing to do anything!"
"As long as you don't kill me, Master!"
Fan Zeng nodded repeatedly, looking like an obedient dog.
"Don't ask the master to bark so early, I still want to accept you as my dog!"
Fan Zeng shouted one master at a time, and Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted coldly.
"Boss, do you really want to accept this Fan Zeng?"
A trace of doubt arose in Xiaojiao's eyes, he looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"Yes! Boss, although Fan Zeng's strength is good, he is so adaptable to the wind. You subdued him..."
Huantian's eyes also flashed with a cold light.
"If he is obedient, it doesn't matter if I take him in!"
"As long as you honestly surrender to this emperor and want to take advantage of the situation, unless he is desperate for his life!"
A cold voice sounded in the minds of Xiaojiao and Huantian.
"The boss is right. In this case, if we conquer him, our team from the Heaven-Eating Kingdom will become even stronger!"
Xiaojiao thought for a while, understood it instantly, and said with a grin.
"Little Jiao, after following me for so long, you have really enlightened yourself!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and a bright light rose in his eyes.
"Okay, since you sincerely want to surrender to this emperor, then I will give you a chance!"
"Kill all the demon disciples behind you, and I will make you my dog!"
Mo Wentian pointed at the trembling and kneeling people behind Fan Zeng and said coldly.
"Senior Brother Fan Zeng, we have been brothers for tens of thousands of years, you can't listen to this guy Mo Wentian!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Fan Zeng, let's join forces and kill all of Mo Wentian's group. In this way, we will not only be rewarded by the Beast Master, but also improve the status of our demon clan in the heart of the Beast Master! "
"Senior Brother Fan Zeng, you must not listen to this kid Mo Wentian's slander. He wants us to fight among ourselves!"
…
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, a group of demon disciples instantly became frightened.
"Shut up!"
"Master, it's your turn to question it!"
"Junior brothers, I'm sorry!"
Fan Zeng suddenly stood up and looked at the group of demon disciples in front of him, with a terrifying murderous intent rising in his eyes.
"You're so good, Fan Zeng, but you actually want to kill us!"
"We are your fellow juniors!"
"Fan Zeng is crazy. Brothers, let's fight against Fan Zeng together. We can't let Fan Zeng kill us!"
"That's right, let's attack together, we can't let him slaughter us!"
…
Hearing Fan Zeng's words, the crowd exploded instantly, and the figures stood up directly from the ground.
"Oh my god, this Fan Zeng is really willing to do anything to save his own life!"
"He wants to kill his fellow disciples who have been together for tens of thousands of years. His heart is really vicious!"
"Not only is he cruel, he is just trying to survive without any lower limit!"
"The water in the demon clan is too deep!"
…
Outside the main hall, hearing Fan Zeng's words, his expression suddenly changed.
"Fan Zeng, why are you still dawdling? Kill!"
Mo Wentian saw that Fan Zeng was reluctant to take action and shouted coldly.
Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest fondness for the demon disciples.
The demon clan sent people to kill Mo Wentian again and again. Mo Wentian would not show any mercy to his enemies.
"Yes, Master!"
Fan Zeng quickly replied respectfully.
"Junior brothers, let's get on the road!"
"Blue Dragon Divine Sword, kill!"
With a cold shout, Fan Zeng had a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.
The next moment, I saw the Azure Dragon Divine Sword in his hand, moving towards the group of demon disciples to kill them.
"ah… "
"No… "
"Fan Zeng, if you kill us, you will not die well!"
"ah… "
…
But within a breath, screams came one after another.
In a moment, all the disciples of the demon clan fell beside the pool, and streams of blood spurted out and flowed into the dark liquid of the pool.
As the blood flowed into the pool, it quickly turned into blood, as if it had been swallowed by something. In just one hundred thousandth of a breath, it had completely disappeared.
"Master, what you ordered has been completed!"
Fan Zeng knelt in front of Mo Wentian and said respectfully.
On the Azure Dragon Divine Sword in his hand, blood flowed down the blade, but there was no fluctuation in Fan Zeng's eyes.
"Yes, Not Bad!"
Mo Wentian nodded slightly.
"Fan Zeng really took action and killed all his fellow demon disciples!"
"You are really ruthless in order to survive!"
"The strength of the Heavenly King in the early stage is really strong. With one strike of his sword, all the disciples in the realm of Heavenly Lord died under his sword!"
"Xiao Jinghen surrendered to Mo Wentian, the Demon Lord also surrendered, and now even Fan Zeng of the Demon Clan has surrendered to Mo Wentian. It seems that this ancient ruins are about to change!"
…
Everyone calmed down and looked at the figures falling to the ground, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Master, I have completed what you asked me to do. Is it time to let me go now?"
As if he remembered something, Fan Zeng said with a cold light in his eyes.
"Let you go?"
"When did this emperor promise to let you go? It was you who said you wanted to surrender to me, so just relax and let me leave my mark!"
A cold voice sounded. Looking at Fan Zeng in front of him, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of cold arrogance.