Chapter 2209

"Want me dead?"

"There are many people who want me to die, but who are you!"

"With your strength, you can't even rank up, and you still want me to die?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, that little child's eyes had boundless murderous intent.

Mo Wentian said so, but this little boy did not believe that Mo Wentian could kill him.

After all, his cultivation has already reached the late stage of the Heavenly Emperor. Generally speaking, with his cultivation, it would be a breeze to kill Mo Wentian, a martial artist at the early stage of the Heavenly Venerable.

But at this moment, he has no confidence in his heart.

After all, Mo Wentian was the one who hurt him.

"Yeah?"

"This emperor will let you see today, who is the one who will kill you!"

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

At this moment, Mo Wentian's aura was extremely terrifying.

"Buzz..."

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

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in the void.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Wentian's figure flashed again, and Mo Wentian's figure transformed into Jiu Dao.

The nine figures of Mo Wentian are exactly the same, both in appearance and breath.

The little child at this moment looked at this scene with shock in his eyes.

He couldn't tell which one was Mo Wentian's real body.

But when this person was still shocked, the nine Mo Wentians were already beheading him with the Heaven Devouring God Realm in their hands.

"Want to kill me?"

"You don't have the ability yet!"

Looking at those nine Mo Wentians, the long chain in this person's hand swung.

But there were nine Mo Wentians on the opposite side, coming towards him from different angles, and it was impossible for him to escape.

"die!"

A word of death fell, and the nine Mo Wentians in the void, holding the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword, directly chopped off at the head of the little child.

"No……"

"ah……"

...

This person's chain can't stop Mo Wentian at all.

Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring Divine Sword cut off the little boy's head directly.

Streams of fresh blood flowed down from the child's head, and a strong smell of blood spread even more.

People can't help but want to vomit when they smell this smell.

"boom……"

The next moment, that figure fell directly to the ground.

The vitality in his body quickly dissipated.

This monster was beheaded by Mo Wentian.

In fact, the strength of this monster is not bad.

Otherwise, Mo Wentian didn't need to spend so much effort.

"Dead...dead!"

"He was beheaded by the boss like this?"

"Isn't this monster very strong?"

"The boss was killed so easily?"

"The strength of the boss is really too strong!"

But at this moment, Fatty walked towards Mo Wentian, his eyes were hard to hide.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't even believe it, Mo Wentian actually beheaded this monster just like that.

"Is it really too strong?"

"My strength is still far behind!"

Mo Wentian's expression instantly became extremely serious.

Mo Wentian was very dissatisfied with his current strength.

He wants to stand on the pinnacle of the Celestial Immortal Realm, he wants to take his Heaven Devouring God Realm to stand on the pinnacle, but it is still far away.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's expression darkened.

"Boss, your strength is still far behind, what about my strength?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the fat man blurted out almost subconsciously.

"Your strength?"

"Your strength, if you practice hard, your strength will naturally improve!"

Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him, reached out and patted the fat man's shoulder, and said encouragingly.

"Naturally will it improve?"

"Boss, do you believe in my strength, will it really improve?"

"But my cultivation has reached the perfection of Tianzun 100,000 years ago. I really want to break through my cultivation!"

"But I don't know why, my cultivation base just can't break through!"

The fat man looked at Mo Wentian and said seriously.

"Do you really want to break through your cultivation base?"

"Your cultivation, didn't you deliberately suppress it and not make a breakthrough, in order to participate in the competition for the honor list?"

Hearing Fatty's words, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of shock.

He had always thought that Fatty's cultivation was in the realm of Heavenly Venerable Consummation, and that Fatty suppressed and failed to break through, just to participate in the competition for the honor list.

Unexpectedly, Fatty's cultivation base has not broken through for a hundred thousand years.

Although it is not a simple matter to break through the realm of Heavenly Venerable to the realm of Heavenly Emperor.

But in one hundred thousand years, no matter who it is, they can break through to the realm of the emperor.

Why hasn't Fatty made a breakthrough in his cultivation?

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian frowned.

"Boss, it's not for the battle of honor!"

"My cultivation is just unable to break through!"

Hearing this, the fat man became a little anxious and said hastily.

"Fatty, can you let go of your mind and let this emperor investigate!"

"Maybe this emperor can find trouble on you!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him, and said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Relax?"

As soon as Mo Wentian said to relax his mind, the fat man immediately became vigilant.

It's not that the fat man doesn't know what it means to spread his mind, after all, he watched Mo Wentian subdue those six-winged bats.

He is grateful to Mo Wentian, but he can't treat Mo Wentian like this.

After all, he just wanted to recognize Mo Wentian as the boss, instead of becoming Mo Wentian's slave.

"Fatty, I don't want you to surrender to the Emperor!"

"I just want to see why your cultivation has been unable to break through!"

Mo Wentian saw the fat man's hesitation, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice.

"Boss, I..."

"I have the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the fat man felt ashamed.

Mo Wentian didn't have that kind of thought towards him at all, Mo Wentian just wanted to help him.

"Fatty, let go of your mind!"

"This emperor will investigate for you, and we will end the competition for the ranking. If this emperor finds out the reason this time, he will definitely solve it for you!"

Mo Wentian looked at the fat man and said seriously.

"Thank you, boss!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the fat man hurriedly thanked him.

At this moment, Fatty felt extremely grateful in his heart.

He was really grateful to Mo Wentian, his fat man had never met someone who treated him as well as Mo Wentian.

At this moment, Fatty's eyes turned red.

"You don't need to thank Bendi!"

"From now on, you will follow this emperor well, and this emperor will not treat you badly!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.

"Boss, don't worry, there is nothing good about me being fat, but I will definitely do what I promised!"

The fat man looked at Mo Wentian and said firmly.

"Fatty, I believe in you!"

Mo Wentian reached out and patted the fat man's shoulder, and said seriously.

"Boss..."

Hearing this, the fat man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"This monster was beheaded by this emperor!"

"This demon pill, the emperor said earlier, this emperor needs it, so I won't give you this demon pill!"

The next moment, it seemed that he thought of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed brightly, and he said in a cold voice.

"Boss, you took this demon pill in the first place, and it was originally yours!"

The fat man looked at Mo Wentian, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said in a curving way.

"Fatty, you can talk!"

"It's still very good to have you, little brother, by my side!"

Looking at the fat man in front of him, Mo Wentian became more and more satisfied.