Chapter 1352 Terrible Naruto?

"Buzz..."

And at this moment, figures surged from the darkness, they seemed to have sensed something, and approached Mo Wentian.

"Someone came to watch the show again!"

"Very good, since you guys want to watch the play, then the emperor will let you have a good look at it!"

Mo Wentian sensed the countless figures approaching in an instant, his eyes shrank suddenly, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and an evil smile spread instantly.

For the disciples in the dark, Mo Wentian clearly sensed that there are not only disciples from the monster race and beast race, but also disciples from other races.

These disciples came to watch the battle, which was just in line with Mo Wentian's wishes. He originally didn't want to kill the Yihuang in front of him, but at this moment, Mo Wentian changed his mind when he looked at the countless disciples in the distance.

This Emperor Yi is a powerhouse at the peak of the Emperor, if he kills Emperor Yi directly in front of these people, it must be a big shock.

And what Mo Wentian wants is this deterrent effect, to deter those martial artists, this will save him a lot of trouble.

"As powerful as my mouth?"

"Old Bastard, this Emperor will let you know that this Emperor is nothing that you can compare to!"

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, looking at Yihuang, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"This...isn't this person the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom?"

"Look, he is fighting someone. Who is that person opposite him? Why have I never seen him before!"

"This person is the Wing Emperor of the Yi Clan. It is not rumored that the Wing Emperor invited Mo Wentian to the outer domain to discuss cooperation. Why did the two fight in this middle domain?"

"The Yi Emperor of the Yi Clan invited the Emperor of the Devouring God Kingdom to discuss cooperation? Is this true?"

"Whether he is real or not, let's see this good show first!"

...

But at this moment, those countless figures landed thousands of feet away from Mo Wentian, looking at the two figures of Mo Wentian and Yihuang standing proudly in the void, countless warriors began to discuss.

Their faces were full of expressions of watching the show.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, Mo Wentian's figure in the void flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of Yihuang.

"Shenlong Fist!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian's punch landed directly on Yi Huang before Yi Huang could recover.

"not good!"

"This kid actually shot at me!"

And just when Mo Wentian's punch was about to land on the top of Yihuang's head, Yihuang instantly came back to his senses, his eyes were full of impressive expressions.

Immediately, even more subconsciously, he stretched out his hand, and punched Mo Wentian directly to greet him.

"boom……"

The violent collision came instantly.

Mo Wentian's body flew upside down.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wentian's mouth.

But Yihuang on the opposite side was not much better. Although he didn't fly backwards, his body also moved back several feet.

"Isn't the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom at the level of a heavenly king? Why did his punch make the Emperor Yi at the peak of the emperor retreat?"

"The emperor of the Heaven-eating God Kingdom is not easy!"

"Being able to destroy the demon race and kill so many strong men from other races, how could it be easy for the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

"So what if it's not simple? He won't be the opponent of the Wing Emperor!"

"The Wing Emperor of the Wing Clan's Song Art is terrifying and boundless. I think the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom may have encountered some difficulties this time!"

...

Looking at Yihuang's body, they all backed up a few feet, and the countless figures in the dark had a flash of impressive look in their eyes, and they began to discuss.

In their opinion, Mo Wentian should not even be the one-stroke enemy of Yihuang.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wentian not only did not die under Yi Huang's move, but also caused Yi Huang's body to fall backwards, which made their hearts startled.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the expressions of some warriors changed a little.

"How can this kid's physique be so strong?"

And at this moment, Emperor Yi looked at Mo Wentian with an impressive look in his eyes.

He never imagined that Mo Wentian, who was in the realm of the perfect king, was physically stronger than him, who was in the peak realm of the emperor.

In the collision with Mo Wentian's punch just now, although he didn't fly upside down, and didn't spit out blood, but at this moment, a salty-sweet taste was evident in his mouth.

Obviously, in the collision with Mo Wentian just now, his body was also injured.

"Old bastard, don't bear the injury!"

But at this moment, Mo Wentian had stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but smiled evilly, and his words were full of sarcasm.

Mo Wentian's spirit unfolded, and the situation in Yihuang's body was clearly presented in his mind.

At this moment, Mo Wentian unleashed the terrifying power of the Dragon Fist, attacking Yi Huang's body.

Yihuang's physique, under this dragon force, tore a series of cracks.

"Don't bear it when you're hurt?"

"Boy, you..."

"You are really arrogant!"

"puff……"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, he felt the increasingly serious injuries in his body, and looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in Yihuang's eyes became more and more terrifying.

As he said that, it seemed that he was a little angry, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

"Old bastard, can you spit out this mouthful of blood?"

"I've been holding it in, I'm suffering from internal injuries. If I fight you again, even if I win, it will be a bit ineffective!"

Seeing Yihuang spitting blood, Mo Wentian approached Yihuang step by step, but the arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

Although the cultivation base of this Yihuang has reached the peak of the emperor, but this Yihuang belongs to the Yi clan. The flying and singing skills of the Yi clan are powerful, but their physique is better than ordinary cultivators. It's still a few points away.

Therefore, Mo Wentian's light punch just now had already hurt Emperor Yi's body.

Coupled with Mo Wentian's blow just now, the Yihuang at this moment has been hurt physically, physically and mentally.

"Even if you win, is it invincible?"

"Boy, you think too much of yourself, just because you want to win me, I don't think you have seen how powerful I am!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the anger in Emperor Yi's heart instantly surged.

"Surrounded by phoenix cries!"

The next moment, Yihuang didn't hesitate at all, and gave a cold shout, and behind Yihuang, a phantom of an ice phoenix thousands of feet appeared.

"The whole body of this ice phoenix shone with azure blue light, and a chill emanated from his body.

"Hawk..."

And at this moment, Bingfeng opened her incomparably sharp mouth, and began to scream at Mo Wentian.