Although the Ming Wangtian warrior was exhausted and he did not even have the power to resist, because he usually focused on physical practice, the strength of the physical body was placed there, and for opponents who were equally exhausted, they were not allowed to be killed at will.

Such a situation is unprecedented.

Yang Kai, who was dragging the Ming Wangtian warrior towards the angry flames, was very nervous. He didn't know whether his plans could be realized.

But you have to try it anyway, after all, it involves a life.

In that secret realm, Mengqi once told him that when he meets Mo Tu in the future, he does not need to show mercy. If he can kill him, just take action. Death is sometimes a kind of relief.

He didn't expect that such a choice would appear in front of him so soon, but when faced with such a Motu who came from Wang Tian, ​​he could not make up his mind to kill him.

After all, he has the means to clear the source, and may find an opportunity to save him and restore his nature.

That's why he tried every means to defeat his opponent without killing him.

He staggered to Nuyan, and Yang Kai clasped his fists slightly and said, "Master, I'm lucky to be unfair to my fate!"

Angry Yan smiled and kept nodding: "Very good, I really did not see you wrong."

In fact, he had already planned to abandon him when he sent Yang Kai before, but now he has the foresight.

Nu Yan lowered his head and looked at the Ming Wangtian warrior who was dragged in front of Yang Kai. A trace of greed flashed in his eyes and reached out and said, "Leave him to me."

Yang Kai always obeyed.

Angry flame reached out and grabbed the Ming Wangtian warrior. He held it directly on the palm of his hand. Then Jimo's power surged and wrapped it.

Seeing this scene, Yang Kai breathed a sigh of relief. The angry Yan's actions did not disappoint him. This was what Yang Kai was looking forward to happening.

However, Langya, who had been standing beside her and gritting her teeth, looked gloomy in an instant and shouted: "Ri Yan, what are you doing?"

He thought that Angry Flame wanted to enjoy his spoils, after all, it was a sixth-grade Kaitian power, and it was also a great tonic for the superior Motu. If he devoured such a sixth-grade Kaitian power, Angry Flame's strength would definitely increase greatly.

Unexpectedly, Nori had no such plan at all, but instead used his ink power to erode the Ming Wangtian's warrior.

In this way, wouldn’t Ming Wang Tian’s warrior become the Fury’s disciple?

How can Langya accept this? A living Motu and a dead Motu have different meanings. Since he had made an appointment with Noriya to fight to the death, now that the winner has been decided, he is mentally prepared to be killed by his Motu.

If Nu Yan really killed the Ming Wangtian warrior, he would have nothing to say, but he would be unbearable if Nu Yan did this.

With this move, Nu Yan's strength increased greatly, but he had one general under his command. With this increase and decrease, the gap between him and Nu Yan was huge.

"Do you have any objection?" Nu Yan looked at him squintly.

Langya said angrily: "You and I have agreed to fight to the death, and we must score points for life and death. What does it mean to rob me of Mo Tu now?"

If it is a life fight, it is agreed to bet on Mo Tu's belongings, and Nu Yan is not criticized for doing this, but the death fight will be different.

Fu Yan sneered: "Why is it a robbery? The winner is decided. This is my spoil. If I want him to live, he will die. If he wants him to die, his life is mine. What does it have to do with you?"

Langya insisted on the rules and refused to let go: "Death fight is death fight. Only one of these two Mozang can survive. You can choose one by yourself!"

Fu Yan shook his head: "No one has ever said that one can only survive if the death fight."

No one has ever said that it is just that every death fight is the result. The main reason is that the Mo disciples who end up fighting are almost the same strength, and there will be no situation where high-grade Mo disciples suppress low-grade Mo disciples. There is no way to hold back when fighting, and one side will always be defeated and die.

Everyone agreed with this rule.

If Yang Kai captured his opponent alive and ran back, he had only appeared this time in so many years, so there was room for dispute.

Langya didn't waste his saliva with him, and shouted: "You ask these many tribesmen what the rules are to fight to the death!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Cheers sounded around, which was shocking. Many Mo tribes didn't care who benefited, they just wanted to see blood and killing.

Langya looked at Riyan provocatively with a proud look on his face.

The expression of An Yan became solemn. He really liked the warrior of Ming Wang Tian. It would be better if he could be taken over to his command. However, if he violated the public anger of his clan members here, it would be a bit more worthwhile.

While hesitating, Yang Kai suddenly clasped his fists and said, "Master, why not let me fight him again, I can torture him slowly and slowly!"

Fu Yan frowned: "Slowly torture him to death?" What's the point?

Yang Kai said: "How about a hundred years?"

Only then did Nu Yan understand it, thinking who would rather watch here for a hundred years? Even Langya probably wouldn't have the patience. As long as he leaves, Ming Wangtian's warrior will naturally become his Mozhan.

This is not a solution.

"You are looking for death!" Langya turned her head suddenly and glared at Yang Kai.

Yang Kai lowered his head and said, "Master wants me to die, I will die by myself!" The implication is that you are not qualified.

Ding Si's eyelids twitched when he was listening, and only then did he realize that the little brother was too brave. He dared to talk to the Mo clan so sarcastically. He probably didn't know how to write the word "death".

"Rareless!" Nu Yan scolded, but there was no reprimanding tone.

Yang Kai lowered his head and expressed his respect.

Nu Yan turned his head and looked at Langya: "I don't think you would rather spend a hundred years watching a bad fight, right? If you really have this leisure, I can let these two Mo Tu continue fighting here."

Anyway, the Ming Wang Tian’s Mo Tu has been stained with his Mo Tu, so he is considered his Mo Tu. As long as he gives orders, the two Mo Tu can really fight for a hundred years.

Wolf Teeth's cold face was silent.

"Let's do this, let's ask the three lords to make a decision and ask their opinions. If the less you accept more, what decisions are made by the lords, let's follow it." Nu Yan suggested.

The reason for such a proposal is that no matter what the result is, he will not suffer any loss.

If the Ming Wangtian warrior really survived, he would naturally have one more general under his command.

If he had to die, the angry flame could take the opportunity to devour his great power of heaven and earth and turn it into his own powerful capital.

Anyway, no matter what, Wolf Teeth has no benefit.

The rage flame has no hundred years to waste.

He had made such a suggestion, but Langya would not disagree. He nodded immediately and said, "Yes!"

Fu Yan turned his head and looked around, stretched out his hand to support his chest: "Please ask the three lords to decide this matter." He pointed to the Ming Wang Tian warrior and said, "This Mo disciple is alive or dead, all in the thoughts of the adults."

Among the Mo tribes around, there are the Mo tribes of the lord level, and there are quite a few. The lord is divided into the Mo tribe level. When his strength reaches his level, he can naturally become the Mo tribe at the lord level.

But not every lord-level Mo tribe has its own territory.

This place is the Marsh Wind Lord, and the Lord is the Marsh Wind Lord, and it has nothing to do with other lords. However, the Marsh Wind Lord has such a territory, so his strength is naturally comparable to that of ordinary Mo tribe lords.

Just like the Void Land, there are so many sixth-grade openings, but Yang Kai, who is also a sixth-grade, is the master of the Void Land. Although the others are also people in the Void Land, they are not the master's identity.

After the rage flame finished speaking, I waited quietly.

After a while, a female lord said in a stern tone: "The death fight naturally requires life and death. What is the point of living both?"

Her meaning is already very obvious.

Langya and Fu Yan both reached out and bent down to support their chests, showing respect to him, and waiting for the next lord to speak. However, with the support of this female lord, Langya's expression was obviously much easier.

No matter how bad the Qi Yan was, as he had planned before, it would be harmless to him no matter what the result was.

After a while, another lord said, "Motu is also the power of my Mo tribe. Let him survive and be of some use on the battlefield."

The two lords had opposite opinions, and the last lord could undoubtedly determine the life and death of the Ming Wangtian warrior.

I don’t know which direction, a voice came out: “It’s alive!”

It was concise and not explained much. It was probably the same as the second lord thought, so that the Motu survived and could play some role in the battlefield.

Fury and Langya saluted again.

When he got up, Angry smiled at Langya with smell, the latter snorted and led his Mo Tu to turn and leave.

He originally gathered three Mo Tu, two fifth grade and one sixth grade. One of them was killed by Ding Si, and the only sixth grade was captured by Yang Kai. Now there is only the last fifth grade left, which is extremely desolate.

If he wants to get more Motu, he can only buy from other Motu's hands, or participate in such a gambling battle, or wait for the war to break out and turn into a warrior on the battlefield.

But no matter what, Langya has suffered a huge loss this time.

And the anger that was somewhat alienated from him was naturally overjoyed.

In two bets, one of them died, but one more King Tian warrior of Ming Dynasty was added. The team still maintained the lineup of five generals and their strength was also enhanced.

All of this is attributed to this newly acquired slave named Wu Wu. If he hadn't given himself an unexpected surprise, he would not have been as happy as he is now.

Turning his head and looking at Yang Kai, who was covered in blood and embarrassed, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.

I have never thought that any Mo Tu was so popular.

"From today, you will be called Jiayi!" Nuyan looked at Yang Kai and said.

Yang Kai was stunned for a moment, clasped his fists and whispered: "Yes!"

From the name of Wuwu, it suddenly became Jiayi, which was obviously a huge ascension to status.

"Your name is Wu Wu!" The Mo clan looked at the Ming Wangtian warrior again.
Chapter completed!