Chapter 1427

"Boss, you Qin Yu went directly to the moyouku clan to find trouble!"

"Then we..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, a cold light rose in Xiao Jiao's eyes.

"If you like to make trouble, we'll make him happy!"

Before Xiao Jiao finished speaking, don't ask the sky, and the cold voice rang through.

Immediately, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation. The figure flashed and disappeared directly in place.

Seeing Mo Wentian's figure disappear, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian also hurriedly followed up.

A quarter of an hour later, the figure of Mo Wentian and others had appeared in the temple of the demon Youku clan.

Outside the temple, there are countless warriors gathering at this moment.

Among these warriors, there are tens of thousands of Youlong people, and many disciples of moyouku people. However, it is obvious that the disciples of moyouku people are far from the disciples of Youlong people in terms of cultivation strength.

"Emperor!"

At this time, kuzhentian and kuhaobin, who stood in front, saw Mo Wentian and hurriedly greeted him, saying respectfully.

"Get up!"

The indifferent voice sounded, Mo Wentian raised his hand slightly, and the bodies of kuzhentian and kuhaobin stood up involuntarily.

"Emperor, how strong!"

At the moment of standing up, kuzhentian and kuhaobin looked at each other. Their eyes were full of admiration, and their hearts could not help but secretly praise.

"It's you again, boy!"

"How dare you come!"

At the moment, you Qinyu also saw Mo Wentian, and a fierce light rose in his eyes.

"Why did the emperor dare not come?"

"Little bastard, don't forget that you are the defeated general of the emperor!"

Don't ask the sky to step out with a cold and arrogant look on your face, just like a natural king, high above.

"Boss, the breath on you Qin Yu..."

Suddenly, Xiao Jiao seemed to find something. His eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice.

"This little bastard must have used some magic medicine. Although his cultivation has not made a breakthrough, his strength is definitely comparable to the half step of the emperor's perfection!"

Hearing the words, Mo Wentian also looked at you Qin Yu.

At the moment, there is a fluctuating breath on you Qinyu, which is like the power just entering his body, and he has not completely controlled it.

"Boy, you're right. The current strength of my little Lord is comparable to the half step of the emperor's perfection!"

"Your coming today is definitely the thing you regret most!"

"Because today, Ben Shao mainly chopped you to pieces!"

The cold voice sounded. You Qin Yu looked at Mo Wentian, and the murderous intention in his eyes was undisguised.

If your eyes can kill, don't ask heaven how many times you have been killed.

"Cut me to pieces?"

"You Qinyu, you really look up to yourself!"

"It's not my boasting. Even if I stand here and don't move, you can't kill me!"

Listen to you Qinyu's arrogant words, don't ask the corners of heaven's mouth, and unexpectedly raise a evil smile.

"Boy, you..."

"You are really hateful!"

"I must kill you today. Not only that, but also I will destroy all the moyouku clan!"

At this moment, you Qinyu's voice almost became a roar.

His eyes were scarlet at the moment.

At the same time, the terrible power on his body was even more vast and shrouded in Mo Wentian.

"Xiaojiao, Huantian, be careful!"

Feeling the terrible threat, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrunk and hurried to Xiaojiao and magic heaven behind him.

"OK, boss!"

"OK, boss!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian hurriedly retreated.

In situ, there was only Mo Wentian left, and the endless pressure was all over Mo Wentian.

"Hum..."

With a stuffy hum, a trace of blood overflowed from Mo Wentian's mouth.

Don't ask the sky that even the Jiulong holy body hasn't started. He just wants to see what level you Qinyu's strength has reached at the moment.

"This boy, it seems that his strength has increased a lot!"

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Mo Wentian looked at you Qin Yu in front of him and said secretly in his heart.

Originally, Mo Wentian also wanted kuzhentian to kill you Qinyu, but now it seems that kuzhentian's strength can't compete.

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

"Emperor..."

……

Looking at Mo Wentian's injury, figures rushed over and said with worry on his face.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao and others, waved his hand, and said with an indifferent smile.

"Boy, your heart is really big. Is that ok?"

"You have been injured before the young master started!"

"After a few days, do you think you will still be the opponent of the emperor?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, you Qinyu's face was full of pride.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian in front of him can't even bear his coercion. Today's Mo Wentian is bound to die in his hands.

"I don't know if it's your opponent!"

"But the emperor knows that you and your Youlong disciples, who came to the demon Youku clan today, don't want to go back alive!"

Don't ask the voice of heaven, it's extremely cold.

Although the strength of you Qinyu in front of him has increased a lot, Mo Wentian is still confident in killing you Qinyu in front of him.

Moreover, today's you Qinyu must die!

"Hahahaha..."

"We don't want to go back alive?"

"Don't ask heaven, are you telling a joke to Ben Shaozhu?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, you Qinyu actually laughed wildly, as if he had heard some funny jokes at the moment.

"Yes, don't ask the cultivation of this boy, but it's just the perfect state of the king of heaven. It's ridiculous that he dares to talk to our young Lord like this!"

"It's not even that. What's more ridiculous is that this boy even threatened to kill the young Lord and kill us together!"

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I think this boy is ignorant!"

"Anyway, I don't think this boy will die in the hands of the little Lord today. The little Lord can't let him go today!"

……

In an instant, countless Youlong disciples also laughed wildly.

They looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes full of irony.

Especially those Youlong disciples who have never seen Mo Wentian's strength. In their view, Mo Wentian's cultivation in front of them is no more than the perfection of the king of heaven.

Such cultivation, let alone in front of you Qinyu, even in front of them, can only be called mole ants. Their desire to kill is just a matter of waving their hands.

"Boss, this boy is really hateful!"

"Let me teach him a lesson first!"

Listening to the taunting voices, Xiao Jiao's eyes were filled with anger and a deep voice.