Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Level 2208

"Fat man, you little brother, I will barely accept it!"

"It's just that your size is a little too big. Following Bendi, if your body is not flexible, Bendi will urge you to lose weight!"

Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him, his mouth slightly widened, and raised a touch of arc.

"Boss, my body style is actually good!"

"Of course, it pales in comparison to your boss!"

Seeing Mo Wentian agree to come down, Mo Wentian's complexion is hard to conceal his joy.

As for the fat man's body style, in fact, it has always been the pride of the fat man.

Although he is huge and fat, he is also a flexible fat man.

He looks so close, in fact, there is a reason.

Apart from cultivation, his fat man has no other hobbies. The other hobby is eating.

He likes to eat all kinds of delicious food.

Not only that, the fat man is still very comfortable with the status quo, he does not want to lose weight.

Therefore, when Mo Wentian said this, the fat man answered quickly.

"Good body style?"

"Fat man, I don't think you want to lose weight?"

Mo Wentian saw the fat man's thoughts at a glance, reached out and patted the fat man's shoulder, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Boss, this..."

"It's all seen by you, and you are amazing!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the fat man laughed a few times.

"Fat man, you are too stupid!"

"The boy's cultivation practice is only the realm of Tianzun's early days. Your cultivation practice has reached the realm of heavenly respect. But you have to recognize this kid as the boss. Is your head squeezed by the door?"

And at this moment, the little child, who did not know when, appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at the fat man, the little child, said with a sullen face.

"Ant ants, I recognize the boss, what do you do?"

The fat man looked at the child in front of him, and his eyes were murderous.

This man hurt him, which made the fat man's heart grudge.

For this person, Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest favor.

If the fat man had enough strength, he would have shot long ago and beheaded the child in front of him.

"What's with me?"

"Fat man, I'm thinking of you, why did you say that to me?"

"I think you are looking for death!"

Listening to the fat man's words, the pupils of this little child became bright red.

At the same time, the killing intention of this person was terrible.

The fat man angered him completely, and his fists were clenched tightly at the moment.

He wanted to shoot with a punch, and directly killed the fat man in front of him.

But at the next moment, thinking of the battle with Mo Wentian just now, he didn't get the slightest benefit, and a complex flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Impossible, that kid's cultivation behavior is only the early stage of Tianzun, he will not be my opponent!"

"I am a strong man in the late Emperor Tiandi, I want to kill him, it's easy!"

The little child looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flinching abruptly, a cold flash in his eyes.

"Not your opponent?"

"Mary ants, you can try again, whether Emperor Ben is your opponent!"

Mo Wentian seemed to see the little boy's thoughts, a flash of killing in his eyes, and said coldly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's breath rose again.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian's Sky Devouring Sword was shaking.

"Boy, it looks like you are ready to die!"

Looking at the sword that devoured the gods in Mo Wentian's hands, a complex flash of light flashed in the child's eyes.

Just now, he was injured by the God Eater, and now looking at the God Eater Realm, it is hard to hide his fear in the eyes of the little child.

For a decade after being bitten by a snake and afraid of Jingsheng, he seemed to be afraid of Mo Wentian's divine sword.

But at the next moment, thinking of his cultivation behavior, and then looking at Mo Wentian's cultivation behavior, the little child was instantly confident.

"Am I ready to die?"

"You are the one to die!"

"What else do you want to say!"

"The Emperor can still give you a chance now, if you don't say it, you will never have a chance to say it!"

A icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes raised a cold cold mango.

At this moment, in Mo Wentian's body, a vast colossal pressure spread out.

"This... this kid's cultivation base, is it really the early days of Tianzun?"

Feeling that breath, the little child's brow furrowed.

In his eyes, it was even more impressive.

If according to Xiu Wei, Mo Wentian's breath will not be so terrible.

It can be said that Mo Wentian was not the warrior in the early days of Tianzun, but no matter how he probed, he was in the early days of Tianzun.

"Mary ants, for the strength of the emperor, don't think about just using repair to measure!"

Mo Wentian looked at the little child, a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Is strength not measured by cultivation behavior?"

"What is the strength to measure?"

The little child looked at Mo Wentian, almost subconsciously blurting out.

"The strength of genius is naturally measured without cultivation behavior!"

"The strength of geniuses is developed in all aspects. You can only measure by virtue of cultivation. Is this too casual?"

Mo Wentian looked at the little child, his mouth slightly widened, and a wicked smile was raised.

Mo Wentian's evil smile fell into the eyes of the little child, and it was extremely dazzling.

"Squeak..."

At this moment, the little boy's fists were clenched tightly, and his bones creaked.

"genius?"

"As long as you deserve to be a genius, I think the ants are almost the same!"

"A ant that I beheaded!"

The sound of drunkenness sounded, and the little child had a killing intention in his eyes.

"What are you waiting for!"

"Come!"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes, a moment of war rose instantly.

Mo Wentian's breath was soaring rapidly.

"Buzz..."

At the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.

When it reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared close to the little child.

In Mo Wentian's hands, a sword that engulfed the gods appeared.

The Devouring Sword pierced the chest of the little child directly.

"Do not……"

"what……"

"This... how is this possible?"

...

And just when Mo Wentian bite the **** sword into the chest of the body, a screaming sound rang out instantly.

"Ant ants, there is nothing impossible for Emperor Emperor!"

The icy voice sounded, Mo Wentian's expression was very serious.

"Nothing is impossible?"

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"But wait for me, I will never let you go!"

The little child looked at Mo Wentian and his eyes shrank suddenly.

Immediately, the figure flashed and the person disappeared into the void.

When he appeared again, the figure of this person appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intention in this person's eyes made no secret.

"You won't let me go?"

"I don't need you to let me go?"

"Because today is your death, you want to escape from the hands of the emperor. Without the permission of the emperor, you cannot escape!"

In front of him, the little child was about to leave. In Mo Wentian's eyes, there was a flash of coldness.

"Buzz..."

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.

When he appeared again, the figure of this person had already appeared in front of the little figure.

"Boy, you..."

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Mo Wentian appeared in front of him, the little figure was full of awe.

He wondered why Mo Wentian didn't even let him go.

"I don't want to do anything!"

"I just want you to die!"

Mo Wentian's expression was indifferent.