Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1094: The sensible Yuan Po
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Chapter 1094 The Yuan Po of Knowledge
"The Double Swords of Tianniu!"
"Ghost Slash!"
The next moment, Yuan Po let out a cold cry, and shot again.
As Yuan broke his hand, the aura on his body skyrocketed rapidly, and the billowing sword Yuan power shook out even more.
Immediately, in the void, among the two double-swords, two ancient phantoms of celestial beetles moved quickly.
The Heavenly Bull Swords are also in the void, dancing like ghosts, looking terrifying from a distance.
As the two swords of the sky cow danced, a series of terrifying auras, centered on Yuan Po, came out vast, and headed towards Mo Wentian.
"Ghost Slash? This is the strongest Ghost Slash from the Lord Lord?"
"The aura in Lord Santos is so strong, I look at the boy, I must not be able to beat Lord Santos this time!"
"This kid will definitely die under the ghostly kill of Lord City Lord!"
"What a terrible power!"
……
With Yuan Po Gui Mei Zhan's action, in Juancheng, countless warriors watched this scene with impressive expressions in their eyes.
The next moment, after regaining consciousness, the expressions of the figures changed slightly, and the original lonely expression instantly became extremely confident.
It seems that at this moment, they have seen Mo Wentian die tragically under Yuan Po's ghost sword.
"Very good!"
"Shenlong Fist!"
Looking at Yuan Po's two swords slashing towards him, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank slightly.
The figure flashed, and in the void, the seven clones instantly disappeared, leaving only the entity of Mo Wentian.
With a cold cry, he greeted Yuan Po with a punch.
"Boom..."
There was a violent collision, and Yuan Po's body flew out again.
And Mo Wentian's body was standing still on the spot, and Mo Wentian's face didn't even fluctuate at all.
"Puff..."
A mouthful of blood was spit out from Yuan Po's mouth again.
Suddenly, Yuan Po's face was pale with no blood at all.
"Sad Lord's Ghost Slash is also defeated!"
"Is this kid a human or a villain? Isn't he the mid-stage of the King of Heaven? Why is he so strong!"
"The Lord of the Lord's trick, Ghost Slash, has been used. Next, what else will Lord Lord use to block this kid!"
"The strength of this kid is terrible!"
"Lord City Lord is not as strong as this kid, is it true that Lord City Lord really wants to surrender him?"
……
The strong smell of blood came, and countless warriors watched this scene with their eyes wide open, their eyes full of disbelief.
Looking at the arrogant figure, they only felt that a cold chill swept toward them, making people shudder.
"Old miscellaneous, what is the strength of this emperor?"
I seemed to think of something, Mo Wentian approached Yuan Po step by step, looking at Yuan Po, Mo Wentian looked contemptuously.
"How strong is it?"
"I lost!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Po's eyes flashed a sad look, but looking at Mo Wentian, he didn't avoid it at all.
"Old Zaxian, since you have lost, then surrender to this emperor!"
"This emperor will let you continue to be the city lord of Juancheng. If you listen to this emperor's words, this emperor will not kill any of the disciples of Juancheng!"
"But if someone doesn't know each other, it's no wonder this emperor!"
Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
"Submit you, you still let me be the lord of Juancheng?"
Hearing this, Yuan Po looked at Mo Wentian with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Yes, the emperor always counts when he speaks!"
"Submit this emperor, he will let you be the lord of Juancheng!"
"However, this emperor has one condition!"
As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly and said coldly.
"What conditions?"
Yuan Po stood up, blurted out subconsciously and debuted.
"The conditions of the emperor are very simple. You surrender to the emperor and hand over all the resources in your Juancheng treasury!"
The cold voice sounded, but the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised a wicked smile.
"Submit you?"
"Hand over all the resources of Juancheng Treasury?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a cold glow flashed in Yuan Po's eyes.
"Hand over the resources of the Juancheng treasure house? Lord City Lord, this can't promise this kid!"
"Juancheng’s treasure house, but in the future, we have the cultivation resources of Juancheng for thousands of years. If all these resources are handed over, then I, Juancheng, let alone rank in the front, even if I want to maintain The original name, that's impossible!"
"But if he doesn't surrender, this kid will definitely kill us!"
"Whether life is important or training resources are important!"
"I am willing to choose to surrender. If the resources are gone, I can grab them, but if they are gone, then there will be nothing!"
……
As Mo Wentian said this, Juancheng instantly exploded.
More warriors are willing to choose to surrender. After all, they have seen Mo Wentian's strength.
Even their city lord, the powerhouse of the Heavenly King's Consummation Realm, is not Mo Wentian's opponent, and they have no idea of fighting.
They just want to survive. After all, they have cultivated to the realm of the emperor, and their life span is one hundred thousand years, one hundred thousand years. If they break through to the realm of the emperor, that is the life span of 200,000 years, how could they be willing? dead!
"Old miscellaneous, this emperor has no patience!"
"Give you three breathing time to consider!"
"Promise this emperor's conditions, and that emperor will spare you all in Juancheng, but if you don't agree, then you, Juancheng, will disappear from the ancient heritage today!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Yuan Po who hesitated, and said coldly again.
"One breath!"
The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian did not hesitate at all, and began to count.
"Two..."
"Juancheng, disappear?"
"I..."
"I am willing to surrender, my disciples in Juancheng are willing to surrender!"
But when Mo Wentian started to count two breaths, Yuan Po looked at Mo Wentian, his face gleaming.
After fighting with Mo Wentian, Yuan Po has no doubt about Mo Wentian's words.
If he didn't agree to Mo Wentian's condition, he was sure that Mo Wentian would definitely kill him in Juancheng.
He is a strong man who is about to break through to the early days of the emperor. He has countless life spans, and he doesn't want to die.
What's more, Mo Wentian promised him that even if he surrendered, he was also the lord of the city.
"Very good!"
"Old miscellaneous, it seems you still have some insight!"
Seeing Yuanpo agreeing to surrender, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became richer, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction.
"Boss, this old **** is so surrendered?"
Looking at this scene, a cold light flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes.
Looking at Mo Wentian, said in a deep voice.
"Just surrender?"
"This is not enough!"
Xiao Jiao's voice came, and Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his eyes shrank suddenly.