Chapter 2015 Leave It to You

"Little reptile, I will not surrender!"

"I will not surrender!"

Hearing Xiaojiao's words, Yu Zhentian said with a face full of madness.

In his heart, he was unwilling to submit to Mo Wentian's hands.

In his opinion, Mo Wentian's cultivation is only in the state of the emperor's consummation, if he surrenders, what will his face be.

At this moment, Yu Zhentian stood up, and the aura on his body grew even more rapidly.

"If you don't surrender, I think you are courting death!"

An icy voice sounded, and the Longwei on Xiaojiao's body was extremely vast.

"Buzz..."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, and a tail fell towards Yu Zhentian again.

Seeing Xiaojiao's tail attack again, Yu Zhentian's expression changed instantly.

"I... I surrender!"

"Don't beat me, I am willing to surrender!"

The next moment, Yu Zhentian hastily bowed down to Mo Wentian with an extremely respectful expression.

"If you want to surrender now, then you have to accept my tail from your grandpa Xiaojiao!"

Seeing Yu Zhentian surrender, a cold light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, but his tail still fell down.

"boom……"

In the void, a collision sounded.

I saw a figure flying upside down dozens of feet away.

This figure was none other than Yu Zhentian.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Yu Zhentian's mouth again.

Yu Zhentian's complexion turned extremely pale in an instant.

"I let go of my heart!"

"I'm willing to let go of my heart, don't smoke me again!"

The next moment, Yu Zhentian knelt on the ground, looked at Mo Wentian, begging for mercy.

Xiao Jiao's cultivation was not weaker than his, and he didn't stop Xiao Jiao's tail at all.

Xiaojiao's tail was firmly drawn on him, and at this moment, he even felt his internal organs move.

He was scared, he was really scared, if Xiao Jiao was allowed to whip his tail a few more times, his old life would be gone.

"Our World Lord, is this about to surrender?"

"Our world lord's cultivation base is not far behind this divine dragon, and even our world lord's aura is stronger, and the world lord is willing to surrender!"

"Didn't you see it just now? Beside that kid, there are still the World Lord and the Supreme Elder of the Yitian Realm!"

"Haven't our world lords always been on good terms with the world lords and elders of Yitian Realm?"

"The World Lord and Supreme Elder of Yitian Realm treat this kid with incomparable respect. This person's identity is not simple!"

...

Seeing Yu Zhentian begging for mercy, countless disciples of Yu Tianjie began to discuss in an instant.

In their eyes, there was something impressive.

After all, the cultivation level of Mo Wentian in front of him is only the perfection of the emperor, but Yu Zhentian, the world lord of them, has reached the perfection of the emperor.

This is only in terms of cultivation, it is a big difference in realm.

For warriors to cultivate, not to mention a large difference in realm, even a small difference in realm, there is a huge difference in strength.

The Mo Wentian in front of him is only in the perfect state of the emperor, but Yitianlai and Yiyuan are extremely respectful to him, which makes countless disciples of Yu Tianjie become curious about Mo Wentian's identity.

"You little grandfather, I haven't played enough, and you want to beg for mercy?"

Seeing Yu Zhentian begging for mercy, Xiao Jiao looked at Yu Zhentian with interest, and said with an evil smile on his face.

"Little Jiao, that's enough!"

"Leave Yu Zhentian to me to deal with!"

And just when Xiaojiao was about to attack again, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said coldly.

"Boss..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of Yu Zhentian.

At this moment, Yu Zhentian's body trembled.

His eyes looked at Mo Wentian, not daring to show any disrespect.

"Are you willing to surrender?"

Looking at Yu Zhentian, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

"My mind has been let go. Master can deal with me as he wants. As long as he doesn't kill me, he can do anything!"

Yu Zhentian looked at Mo Wentian and said hastily.

That appearance seemed to be afraid that Mo Wentian would change his mind in an instant.

"You've been so knowledgeable for a long time, why do you need to be slapped by Xiaojiao's two tails!"

Seeing Yu Zhentian's begging for mercy, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.

"Master, I will be very sensible in the future!"

Yu Zhentian kowtowed to Mo Wentian a few times, and said respectfully.

"Um!"

Mo Wentian hummed lightly and nodded.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and quickly made countless seals with both hands towards the void.

"Buzz..."

Following the printing of these countless seal formulas, a word slave appeared in the void, and above the word slave, exuded a simple and boundless aura.

Seeing the word slave appearing in the void, the expressions of Yitianlai and Yiyuan changed slightly.

The word slave is very familiar to them.

This is the Slave God Seal, as long as the word "Slave" falls towards the center of their eyebrows, their life and death will be completely in Mo Wentian's hands.

Immediately, with a wave of Mo Wentian's hand, the simple and boundless slave character formed in the void fell directly towards Yu Zhentian's eyebrows.

"ah……"

As the word slave fell between Yu Zhentian's eyebrows, Yu Zhentian rolled on the ground as if he was enduring great pain.

"What was that just now? I seem to have seen a word slave enter the brow of our World Lord!"

"The word slave enters between the eyebrows. I have heard of this in rumors. This is the seal of the slave god in the rumors that enslaves people!"

"That's right, this is the Seal of the God of Slave. As long as the word "Slave" enters the center of someone's forehead, their future life and death will be in their hands!"

"This is too scary. Who is this kid? His cultivation is no more than the Emperor's Consummation. Why are his methods so terrifying!"

"I don't think this kid is a good one. We should leave Yu Tianjie quickly. He has already subdued our world master. We continue to stay here. This is not good for us! "

...

Seeing Yu Zhentian writhing in pain on the ground, the eyes of countless Yu Tianjie disciples were full of shock.

The next moment, when I came back to my senses, those countless Yu Tianjie disciples frantically wanted to escape.

"Boss, these Yu Tianjie disciples want to leave?"

Seeing the countless disciples wanting to leave, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed a cold light, and said in a deep voice.

"Little Jiao, I will leave these disciples to you!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.

"Okay, boss!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Jiao quickly agreed.

Xiao Jiao really didn't pay attention to these disciples.

This Yu Tianjie ranks behind Beimo Tianjie and Yitian Realm, and the strength of the disciples is indeed quite different.

Among the disciples of Yu Tianjie, the cultivation bases are all in the middle and late stages of Tianzun, and there are very few disciples who are even at the peak of Tianzun.

The current Xiaojiao is already a strong Tianzun consummated, and he naturally doesn't pay attention to the disciples of Tianzun in the middle and later stages.

"Ho Ho..."

The next moment, Xiaojiao didn't hesitate at all, and in a flash, he transformed into a mighty dragon, standing proudly in the void.

One after another roars sounded, and the terrifying and boundless power enveloped the countless Yu Tianjie disciples.

Those countless disciples of Yu Tianjie fell to the ground in an instant when Xiao Jiao roared.

Their faces turned pale at this moment.

Xiaojiao's roars are already comparable to the perfection of Tianzun, how can these disciples of Yu Tianjie be able to bear it.