Chapter 2208

"Fat man, you little brother, I barely took it!"

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

Don't ask the sky, looking at the fat man in front of you, with a slight grin on the corner of your mouth, raising a radian.

"Boss, my body method is actually good!"

"Of course, compared with the boss, it's dwarfed!"

Seeing Mo Wentian promise to come down and Mo Wentian's face, it's hard to hide your joy.

As for the body method of fat people, in fact, it has always been the pride of fat people.

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

There is a reason why he looks so good.

He has no other hobbies except practice. His other hobbies are eating.

He likes to eat all kinds of delicious food. It's hard to be fat.

Not only that, the fat man is still content with the status quo. He doesn't want to lose weight.

Therefore, when Mo Wentian talked about it, fatty answered very quickly.

"Good posture?"

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

Mo Wentian saw the fat man's mind at a glance, stretched out his hand and patted the fat man on the shoulder, flashing a light in his eyes.

"Boss, this..."

"You can see this. You are also very good!"

Listen, don't ask the sky, the fat man smiled a few times.

"Fat man, you are really hopeless!"

"The cultivation of that boy is just the initial stage of the emperor, but your cultivation has reached the perfect stage of the emperor, but you have to recognize this boy as the boss, is your head squeezed by the door?"

At this time, the little child, I do not know when, appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at the fat man, the little boy, his face gloating.

"Mole ants, I know the boss. What's it to do with you?"

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

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

For this person, don't ask the sky, but there is no favor at all.

If the fat man had enough strength, he would have killed the boy in front of him.

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Fat man, I'm thinking about you. What do you say to me?"

"I think you are looking for death!"

Hearing the fat man's words, the pupil of the little child became bright red.

At the same time, the murderous intent of this person is boundless.

Fat man's words completely angered him, and his fists were tightly clenched at the moment.

He wanted to punch and kill the fat man in front of him.

But the next moment, thinking of the war with Mo Wentian just now, he didn't take any advantage of it, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

"It's impossible. That boy's cultivation is just the beginning of the emperor. He won't be my opponent!"

"I'm a strong man in the later period of the emperor of heaven. It's easy for me to kill him!"

The little boy looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes suddenly shrunk, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Not your opponent?"

"Mole ants, you can try again to see if Ben Di is your opponent!"

Mo Wentian seemed to see the little child's mind, and his eyes flashed a sense of oblivion, and he drank coldly.

At this moment, don't ask the breath on heaven, soaring again.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, Mo Wentian's heaven devouring sword trembled even more.

"Boy, it seems that you are ready to die!"

Looking at the heaven devouring sword in Mo Wentian's hand, a complex light flashed in the eyes of the little child.

Just now, he was injured by the heaven devouring sword. Now looking at the heaven devouring world, the little child's eyes can't hide his fear.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, he seemed to be afraid of Mo Wentian's sword.

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

"Am I ready to die?"

"You are the one who should be ready 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'll never have a chance to say it!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's overwhelming pressure spread out.

"This... This boy's cultivation is really in the early days of Tianzun?"

Feeling the breath, the little boy's eyebrows frowned.

His eyes were even more impressive.

If according to cultivation, don't ask the breath spread from the sky, it wouldn't be so terrible.

But it should be said that Mo Wentian is not a warrior in the early days of Tianzun, but no matter how you probe, he is in the early days of Tianzun.

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

Mo Wentian looked at the little child, his eyes flashed a cold light, cold voice.

"Strength is not measured by accomplishments?"

"What is the measure of strength?"

The little child looked at Mo Wentian and almost blurted out subconsciously.

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

"The strength of genius is the development of all aspects. Is it too casual to measure it only by virtue of cultivation?"

Don't ask heaven to look at the little child, with a slight grin on the corner of his mouth and a touch of evil smile.

Don't ask the sky this evil smile, fell on the little child's eyes, it looks dazzling.

"Zhizhi..."

At this moment, the little child's fists were clenched, and his joints squeaked.

"Genius?"

"Even you deserve to be a genius. I think it's more like mole ants!"

"A mole ant that I killed!"

The sound of fierce drinking rang out, and the little child's eyes were full of killing intent.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Come!"

Smell the words, don't ask the eyes of the sky, a touch of war instantly rose.

Don't ask the breath on the sky, but it rises rapidly.

"Buzzing..."

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

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

Mo Wentian's hand, there is a heaven devouring sword.

The heaven devouring sword stabbed directly at the little child's chest.

"No..."

"Ah..."

"This... How is this possible?"

……

And when Mo Wentian devoured the divine sword and stabbed it into the chest of the body, a miserable cry instantly rang out.

"Mole ants, nothing is impossible here!"

The cold voice sounded, don't ask the sky, very serious.

"Nothing is impossible?"

"Boy, you are arrogant!"

"But wait for me, I will not let you go!"

The little boy looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes suddenly shrunk.

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

When he reappeared, his figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the man made no secret of his killing intention in his eyes.

"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 can't escape!"

The little boy was about to leave, and a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Buzzing..."

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in situ.

When he reappeared, his figure had appeared in front of the little figure.

"Boy, you..."

"What do you want?"

Seeing Mo Wentian appear in front of him, the eyes of that small figure are full of awe.

He was a little confused. Don't ask heaven why he didn't even let him go.

"I don't want to do anything!"

"I just want you to die!"

Don't ask the sky, indifferent.