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Chapter 437 It's your turn!

Mo Wentian changed his gaze, looked at Qianshanchou, and shouted, "Tell me the truth, did you kill my son?"

As he said that, Mo Wentian also concentrated the scattered momentum together and rushed towards Qianshan Sorrow.

The old woman immediately blocked Qianshanchou's face and shouted: "Master Mo Island, stop. I haven't understood the truth of the matter yet. How can I use the one-sided words of others to do it? Shanchou must have done it."

As he said that, the old woman released her momentum and pushed Mo Wentian back.

Then, the atmosphere in the yard dropped to freezing point, and everyone retreated involuntarily. The same is true for Heng Batian, Ye Wushang and others. Everyone was looking at the old woman and Mo Wentian at this moment. Among them, the one who hoped that they would fight the most was probably Heng Batian.

Because, as long as the old woman fights Mo Wentian, the final result will be either Mo Wentian dies, the old woman is injured, or both of them are injured. Whether it is the former or the latter, it will be a good thing for Heng Batian. At that time, Heng Batian takes action and kills the two, so what votes do you have to vote? The overlord of the Twelve Islands must be him.

Mo Wentian and the old woman kicked each other, and finally, the old woman said, "Master Mo Island, why not do this. Wait until we can calculate the demons clearly and determine who is the first this time, and then discuss who killed Mo Yuan, okay?"

Mo Wentian is not stupid, so he naturally knows what the old woman means. In addition, he only broke through to the ninth level of Tiandan last year. If he really fought, he would definitely not be able to beat the old woman. So he nodded and agreed.

Heng Batian began to worry, turned around, glanced at Qian Ke and Li Fei, and did not say anything, but nodded to the two of them.

Ye Wushang naturally saw this scene, and immediately turned his head to look at Qian Ke and Li Fei, and found that their eyes were a little frightened, and they were sweating on their foreheads. Then, Ye Wushang contacted Mo Yuan's death to the two, because he had never forgotten the feeling of Qian Ke's big knife that day,

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Enter the hall,

The old woman sat in the main seat, looked at Mo Wentian, and said to Qianshanchou: "Shanchou, take out your demon core."

"Yes, the island owner." Qianshan was worried to the center of the hall and took out the demon core, and pushed it out very much.

The old woman immediately sent three people to count,

Two minutes later, the three of them said the numbers of their respective numbers, and after adding them together, there were a total of 10,532."

When Ying Luobing heard this number, her body was shocked. Could it be that she really wants to marry Qianshanchou?

After hearing this number, the old woman nodded to Qianshanchou in praise, and then said to Mo Wentian: "Master Mo Island, with Shanchou's strength, is there any problem to kill more than 10,000 fifth-level monsters within ten days?"

"No." Mo Wentian replied coldly,

Indeed, Qianshanchou is the seventh level of the Heavenly Pill. There is no problem in killing more than 10,000 fifth-level monsters within ten days.

The old woman turned to look at Ying Luobing and said, "Luo Bing, take out yours."

Ying Luobing came to the center of the hall in a depressed mood and took out all the demon cores.

Two minutes later, the three counted the numbers reported a number.

"Eight thousand two hundred and twenty-nine."

"Yes." The old woman nodded and looked at Mo Wentian: "If it were Luo Bing killed, then Mo Island Lord, do you think Luo Bing's demon core would be only like this?"

Mo Wentian nodded. Mo Yuan's death was naturally related to snatching the demon core, because as long as Mo Yuan was killed, you could get at least eight thousand fifth-level demon cores. Therefore, if Mo Yuan was killed by Ying Luobing, then Ying Luobing's current demon cores would have at least fifteen thousand.

"Okay, since the Lord of Mo Island thinks that Shanchou and Luo Bing have no problem with the number of demon cores, then the suspicion of Shanchou and Luo Bing killing Mo Yuan is temporarily put aside. Let's see how many demon cores Hengzhou Chang's men have obtained." After saying that, the old woman looked at Heng Batian,

Ye Wushang kept observing Qian Ke and Li Fei with his own light. When the old woman finished speaking, Ye Wushang found that their legs were shaking. He immediately confirmed that Mo Yuan's death was definitely inseparable from the two of them.

Heng Batian glanced at Mo Wentian, turned his head, and said to Qian Ke and Li Fei: "You two, take out the demon core, don't be afraid. I am here, no one can wrong you."

"Yes." Heng Batian's words made Qian Ke and Li Fei take a calming pill. They came to the hall and took out the demon core at the same time.

"Crazy~~"

The next second, two large piles of demon cores appeared in the center of the hall.

Mo Wentian immediately stood up, looking at Qian Ke and Li Fei with a look of his eyes like a knife.

Heng Batian said in time: "Brother Mo, don't worry, wait for me to explain to you."

"Say." Mo Wentian replied coldly,

"Have you ever been surprised by the Lord Sakurajima? Why do I have so much confidence in them entering the top three?"

Mo Wentian glanced at the old woman and nodded.

Heng Batian smiled and said, "I can tell you the reason now, because one-third of the warriors participating in this competition were bribed by me. The demon cores they obtained from hunting monsters were handed over to them. Therefore, it is reasonable for them to have so many demon cores."

"Shameless." Before Mo Wentian could speak, the old woman said coldly: "I actually bribed people to cheat. Their results are not counted."

"Why don't you forget it? Master Sakurajima never said that cheating is not allowed." Heng Batian retorted,

"I don't think it's not."

"I'll say I'll do it."

Then, there is no doubt that the old woman and Heng Batian were angry, and there was a possibility of fighting at any time.

The atmosphere in the hall was in a strange fluctuation. Ye Wushang was ready to exit the hall at any time because the two Tiandan Ninth Levels started a war, and he was in it, and he was simply looking for death.

At this time, the three people counted the number of two piles of demon cores and reported the number.

"Ten,2,114."

"Ten,2,115."

"Hmph, Master Sakurajima, I said it's okay, you haven't said that cheating is allowed, so both of them are better than Qianshanchou. Now, they are ranked first and second. If you insist on not counting, then start a war. I, Heng Batian, are not afraid of you." After saying that, Heng Batian stopped looking at the old woman and turned to look at Mo Wentian: "Brother Mo, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with their two demon cores. Think about it, one-third of the people help them hunt. If I can't raise so many demon cores, then I wasted so much money to bribe those people for what, Heng Batian never did a loss business."

Mo Wentian looked at Heng Batian and finally moved his gaze to Ye Wushang: "It's up to you."
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