Chapter 2208 Let Go

"Fatty, you little brother, I will reluctantly accept it!"

"It's just that your size is a bit too big. If you follow this emperor, if your body is not flexible, this emperor will urge you to lose weight!"

Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said with an arc.

"Boss, my agility is actually pretty good!"

"Of course, compared to you, boss, it pales in comparison!"

Seeing that Mo Wentian agreed, Mo Wentian's face couldn't hide his joy.

As for Fatty's agility, in fact, it has always been Fatty's pride.

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

There is actually a reason why he looks like this.

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

He likes to eat all kinds of delicious food, and it is difficult for him not to get fat.

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

Therefore, when Mo Wentian mentioned this matter, Fatty answered very quickly.

"Good posture?"

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

Mo Wentian saw the fat man's thoughts at a glance, stretched out his hand and patted the fat man's shoulder, and said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Boss, this..."

"You have seen all this, and you are also very powerful!"

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

"Fatty, you are really worthless!"

"That kid's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun, but your cultivation has already reached the consummation of Tianzun, but you want to recognize this kid as the boss, is your head squeezed by the door?"

And at this moment, that little child, Tong Tong, appeared in front of Mo Wentian at some unknown time.

Looking at the fat man, that little kid, he said gloatingly.

"Ant, I recognize the boss, what does it have to do with you?"

Fatty looked at the child in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes.

This person hurt him, which made Fatty grieve in his heart.

For this person, Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest affection for him.

If Fatty was strong enough, he would have shot and beheaded the child in front of him.

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Fatty, I'm just thinking about you, why did you say it has nothing to do with me?"

"I think you are looking for death!"

Hearing the fat man's words, the little boy's pupils turned bright red.

At the same time, the killing intent on this person was terrifying.

Fatty's words completely angered him, and his fists were clenched tightly at this moment.

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

But the next moment, thinking that he didn't gain any advantage from the fight with Mo Wentian just now, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

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

"I'm a strong man in the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven, so it's easy for me to kill him!"

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

"Not your opponent?"

"Ant, you can try again to see if this emperor is your opponent!"

Mo Wentian seemed to have seen the little boy's mind, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura surged again.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, the Heaven Devouring Sword in Mo Wentian's hand trembled even more.

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

Looking at the Heaven Devouring Sword in Mo Wentian's hands, a complex look flashed in the eyes of the little child.

Just now, he was injured by the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, and now looking at the Heaven Devouring God Realm, the little child's eyes could hardly conceal the fear.

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, he seemed to be afraid of Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring Sword.

But the next moment, thinking of his own cultivation, and looking at Mo Wentian's cultivation, that little child instantly became full of confidence.

"Am I ready to die?"

"The one who should be ready to die is you!"

"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 the chance to say it!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

At this moment, waves of incomparably vast coercion spread out from Mo Wentian's body.

"This... This kid's cultivation is really only at the early stage of Tianzun?"

Feeling that aura, the little boy's brows were furrowed.

In his eyes, it was even more impressive.

According to his cultivation, Mo Wentian's aura would not be so terrifying.

It can be said that Mo Wentian is not a martial artist in the early days of Tianzun, but no matter how you check, he is still in the early days of Tianzun.

"Ants, don't think about measuring the strength of this Emperor with cultivation alone!"

Mo Wentian looked at the little child, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.

"Isn't strength measured by cultivation?"

"What is the measure of strength?"

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

"The strength of a genius is naturally not measured by cultivation!"

"The strength of a genius is developed in all aspects. If you only rely on your cultivation base to measure it, isn't that a little too casual?"

Mo Wentian looked at the little child, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and raised a wicked smile.

Mo Wentian's evil smile, in the eyes of this little child, was extremely dazzling.

"Squeak..."

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

"genius?"

"As long as you are worthy of being a genius, I think it's almost as good as an ant!"

"An ant that I beheaded!"

The voice of stern shouting sounded, and the little child's eyes had boundless murderous intent.

"What are you waiting for!"

"Come!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes instantly showed a fighting spirit.

The aura on Mo Wentian's body increased even more rapidly.

"Buzz..."

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

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared within walking distance of the little child.

In Mo Wentian's hands, there was a Heaven Devouring Divine Sword.

The Heaven Devouring Sword directly stabbed at the little child's chest.

"No……"

"ah……"

"This...how is this possible?"

...

And just when Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring Divine Sword pierced into the chest of that body, a scream resounded instantly.

"Ants, with this emperor, nothing is impossible!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.

"Nothing is impossible?"

"Boy, you are very arrogant!"

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

The little child looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

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 murderous intent in this man's eyes was undisguised.

"You won't let me go?"

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

"Because, today is your death day, you want to escape from the hands of this emperor, without the permission of this emperor, it is impossible for you to escape!"

The little child in front of him was about to leave, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

"Buzz..."

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

When it reappeared, this person's figure had already appeared in front of that little figure.

"Boy, you..."

"What do you want?"

Seeing Mo Wentian appear in front of him, the little figure's eyes were full of shock.

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

"I don't want to do anything!"

"I just want you dead!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.