Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1702: True identity

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Chapter 1702 True Identity

At that time, with his strength, he can't stop it!

"These ten people, we must solve them all!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Mo Wentian's heart secretly had a plan.

"Isn't Poyu a disciple within the 100th rank of Po Family? His physique is terrifying. This kid actually blocked Poyu's punch, and it was only slightly injured. This kid is really terrible!"

"This kid is not from our Celestial Realm, he looks like he came from an ancient relic!"

"Didn't there be a group of disciples who came in at the Ancient Ruins some time ago? I heard that among the punches who came in, there was a kid named Mo Wentian who was very arrogant!"

"This kid is so arrogant, isn't this kid just Mo Wentian, right?"

"This is impossible, this kid is only in the mid-term state of the Emperor, how could he be Mo Wentian!"

……

After a daze, the remaining nine people came back to their senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and started talking.

They looked at Mo Wentian's expression, with a bit of scrutiny, they seemed to want to see something from Mo Wentian.

But no matter how they probed, Mo Wentian was just plain unremarkable, and they couldn't find out anything at all.

"Panjia?"

"Panyu!"

"Your cultivation level is still good. The emperor can give you a chance now, how about surrendering to the emperor?"

Listening to those discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed lightly.

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and raised a radian.

"Submit you?"

"Boy, are you dreaming!"

"Hahahaha..."

Hearing that, the opposite Po Yu laughed wildly.

It looked like he had heard some funny joke at the moment, and the light in his eyes flickered.

"It's ridiculous, this kid wants to accept Poyu, doesn't he know who Poyu is?"

"Yes, Poyu is a genius disciple of the Po family. If he comes this time, if he brings Ziyou Dan back, he will be directly admired by the high level of Pojie!"

"This kid is so arrogant that he doesn't put us in his eyes at all!"

"What's the use of arrogance, in front of us, it's just ants!"

"This kid is so arrogant, it seems that Poyu has been completely angered. I think this kid is bound to die today!"

……

Looking at Poyu laughing wildly, the nine people behind him also said mockingly.

Especially those who did not fight against Mo Wentian. In their view, Mo Wentian was just an ant in the mid-term Emperor.

If they want to kill, they can easily.

What they don't know is that Mo Wentian's strength has already made Poyu's heart impressive!

"Dreaming?"

"The emperor will let you know if the emperor is dreaming!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, and a terrifying killing intent burst out in an instant.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared behind Poyu.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With an angry cry, Mo Wentian directly punched and blasted towards Poyu's head.

"Boy, you dare to come!"

"Your courage is commendable, but your life is probably gone!"

Looking at Mo Wentian appearing behind him, Po Yu returned to his senses in an instant, and said viciously.

The next moment, Poyu greeted him with a punch.

"Boom..."

In the void, a violent collision sounded again.

One figure flew directly backwards, while the other figure went backwards several steps.

"Puff..."

Mo Wentian, who flew out, spouted a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Poyu on the opposite side, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"The people of this Po Family are really as good as the senior Shenzhu said, very good!"

"My Nine Dragons Eucharist is not even comparable to him!"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo Wentian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and stood up.

Only at this moment, in Mo Wentian's heart, there is a plan for the Poyu in front of him.

This person's physique is very strong, and his talents are not bad. If he is subdued, his cultivation level will be improved, for Mo Wentian, it would be very good!

Mo Wentian thought this way, secretly planning in his heart.

This person, he wants to stay, which is quite good for him to establish a power in the heavenly immortal world.

"Blocked? This kid actually blocked Poyu's punch again!"

"If I had read correctly just now, Poyu's punch has already used more than 60% of the power. Isn't this kid's cultivation level in the emperor's realm? How could he have blocked it?"

"The punch of Poyu just now, if it were me, even if it was not dead, I would have been seriously injured, but I didn't expect this kid to block it!"

"This kid, we must not allow him to survive in the heavenly immortal world, otherwise, we will have to lose a lot of opportunities because of him!"

"Yes, this kid must die!"

……

Looking at Mo Wentian blocking Poyu's punch again, at this moment, the hearts of these ten people no longer pay attention to Zi Youdan, but Mo Wentian.

The strength shown by Mo Wentian has already made them feel fearful, and a sense of danger is enveloping them.

"This kid, must die!"

Listening to all these discussions, the killing intent in Poyu's eyes was terrifying.

At the same time, the aura on Poyu's body quickly rose.

"Must die?"

"This ant still wants to kill the emperor?"

"The spirit of the ant is only seven hundred meters long, so he still wants to kill the emperor?"

Mo Wentian's spiritual consciousness unfolded, and the thoughts in Poyu's heart were fully presented in Mo Wentian's mind.

Looking at Poyu in front of him, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help raising a curve.

"Boy, who are you on earth?"

"Where are you from?"

"Your physique, your strength, why are they all like this..."

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Poyu stepped forward, looking at Mo Wentian, with a cold face.

Can't tell why, Po Yu always feels that Mo Wentian in front of her is not easy.

But I don’t know, Mo Wentian is not easy!

"For a person who is dying, it's okay for the emperor to tell you!"

"This emperor comes from an ancient relic, you are all right to guess, this emperor is Mo Wentian, that arrogant kid in your mouth!"

"Hahahaha..."

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Mo Wentian smiled.

In Mo Wentian's opinion, he wants to solve these people. Even if he tells these people his true identity, it doesn't matter!

The news of his identity will not be leaked out. For him, it will be fine!