Chapter 904 Frozen Sword

"Arrogance!"

Patriarch Bing looked at Mo Wentian with anger in his eyes.

Although Mo Wentian beheaded Patriarch Huo, in Patriarch Bing's eyes, it was all thanks to the time roulette.

As for Mo Wentian's own strength, in his opinion, at most it is only in the middle stage of the Heavenly King, and it is simply impossible to kill him with the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Bing's eyes flashed coldly, and he secretly calculated in his heart.

"Mo Wentian, do you dare to make a bet with this ancestor?"

In the next moment, Patriarch Bing looked at Mo Wentian without any hesitation, and said coldly.

"What bet?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, an incomparably cold light rose, and he asked subconsciously.

"You and I fight together, no one else is allowed to join the battle!"

"Also, you and I are not allowed to use artifacts that exceed king level!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Patriarch Bing said with a glint in his eyes.

"It is not allowed to use artifacts that exceed the king level?"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes were flickering coldly.

How could Mo Wentian not understand the meaning of Patriarch Bing's words.

Patriarch Bing was afraid of the time roulette. He said that, obviously he was not allowed to use the time roulette.

"What? You are not allowed to use artifacts beyond the king level?"

"This is clearly aimed at Mo Wentian! In Mo Wentian's hand, there happens to be a time roulette that surpasses the king-level artifact. If Patriarch Bing said so, isn't he just not letting Mo Wentian use the time roulette?"

"It's really shameless for a strong man in the late stage of the Heavenly King not to let a warrior with a perfect Heavenly King use a good weapon!"

"When will the people of the Demon Race have to show their faces?"

"I think Patriarch Bing is afraid of Mo Wentian's time roulette, so he proposed such a condition!"

...

Outside the city gate of the Demon Clan, the disciples of other clans looked at Patriarch Bing in the void, their eyes full of contempt.

"good!"

"The Emperor agrees!"

"However, the Emperor also has one condition!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a cold voice.

"Boss, I know your strength is very strong, but this ice patriarch is a strong man in the late stage of the king, if you don't use the time roulette..."

"You can't promise him!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian agreed, Huantian's expression became serious instantly.

He got out of Mo Wentian's arms in a flash, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

"Huantian, don't worry!"

"Even if I don't have the time roulette in hand, I can still beat this ice patriarch!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Huantian, and said indifferently.

"Boss..."

Huantian opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, but seeing Mo Wentian's determined expression, Huantian finally didn't say anything.

"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

Seeing that Mo Wentian promised not to use the time roulette, Patriarch Bing breathed a sigh of relief instantly, and a complex glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.

What he wanted was for Mo Wentian not to use the time roulette. Seeing that Mo Wentian agreed to come down and fell for the trick, he was naturally overjoyed.

"If I don't use the time roulette, if you lose, then you will surrender to the emperor!"

"Not only you, but you also want all the disciples of your demon clan to be slaves to this emperor!"

Looking at Patriarch Bing, Mo Wentian said indifferently.

"Ice Patriarch, no!"

"We can't promise him, Mo Wentian is extremely cunning, we can't promise him!"

"That's right, Patriarch Bing, we disciples of the Demon Race cannot be slaves to this kid Mo Wentian!"

"I can't promise him!"

...

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, before Patriarch Bing could speak, the disciples of the Demon Race exploded in an instant.

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, Patriarch Bing's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted in a cold voice.

With Patriarch Bing's cold shout, the disciples of the Demon Race fell silent instantly.

"What? Don't you believe in this ancestor?"

The next moment, Patriarch Bing turned his head, glanced at the group of demon disciples, and asked in a cold voice.

"No...no..."

"Old Ancestor Bing, how could it be? You are the strongest of the Heavenly King, Mo Wentian is just a consummate ant of the Heavenly King, if you want to defeat him, it will not be easy!"

"That's right, Mo Wentian is like an ant in front of you!"

...

Seeing Patriarch Bing's anger, a group of demon disciples quickly changed the direction of the wind and began to flatter him.

It has to be said that the disciples of the Demon Race are really powerful. Apart from being shameless, they also have a unique skill, that is, playing tricks on the wind.

"no problem!"

Patriarch Bing didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

Because in his opinion, it is impossible for Mo Wentian to defeat him without using the time roulette.

"Boy, what you are talking about now is the condition for me to lose, what about the condition for me to win?"

As if thinking of something, Patriarch Bing looked at Mo Wentian, and a gleam of incomparable brilliance rose in his eyes.

"The conditions for winning?"

"If you win, this emperor and the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan will be at your mercy!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

"Let me handle it?"

"Okay! Boy, you are really a straightforward person. If you are not so arrogant and kill my demon disciples, this ancestor can still consider keeping you!"

"But you are really too arrogant. My ancestor really doesn't like arrogant people!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Patriarch Bing's eyes showed a terrifying killing intent.

The next moment, the breath on this person's body exploded instantly.

"Boom..."

Within a thousand feet of the place where Patriarch Bing was, at this moment, the void trembled.

Behind the Bing Patriarch, a thousand-foot iceberg appeared, the iceberg was boundless, and the cold air quickly swept towards Mo Wentian.

"Buzz..."

The surroundings of Patriarch Bing were frozen directly, and the temperature dropped several degrees within a radius of thousands of feet.

"Mo Wentian, even though you killed Patriarch Huo, that was only due to the time roulette!"

"Now you, without the time roulette in your hands, you will definitely die today!"

In Patriarch Bing's eyes, the cold air rose wildly.

The aura on this person's body also became more and more frightening, with streams of cold air vibrating crazily around his body.

"Frozen Sword!"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded, and in the void, countless cold air gathered towards the hands of Patriarch Bing.

But within a few breaths, a cold sword appeared in his hand, flickering with light blue light.

Following the appearance of this sword, a terrifying and boundless sharpness charged towards Mo Wentian.

"Frozen Power!"

"Ice power becomes a sword!"

Mo Wentian looked at Patriarch Bing, with an incomparably cold glint in his eyes.

This Bing Patriarch, in the late stage of the Heavenly King, was able to display such strength, he could barely be called the pride of heaven!