"Fat man, you are my little brother, so I reluctantly accepted it!"
"It's just that your size is a bit too big. If you follow me and your movements are not flexible, I will urge you to lose weight!"
Mo Wentian looked at the fat man in front of him, grinned slightly, and said with a hint of curvature.
"Boss, my physical skills are actually pretty good!"
"Of course, compared to you, the boss, you pale in comparison!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian agreed, Mo Wentian's face couldn't hide his joy.
As for the fat man's body skills, in fact, he has always been his pride.
Although he is huge and fat, he is also a flexible fat man.
There is actually a reason why he looks like this.
The fat man has no other hobbies besides practicing, and his other hobby is eating.
He likes to eat all kinds of delicious food, and it's hard not to get fat with his figure.
Not only that, the fat man is still content with the status quo. He doesn't want to lose weight.
Therefore, when Mo Wentian mentioned this matter, Fatty responded quickly.
"Good physical skills?"
"Fat man, I take it you don't want to lose weight?"
Mo Wentian saw the fat man's thoughts at a glance, reached out and patted the fat man on the shoulder, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Boss, this..."
"You have seen this, you are very powerful!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the fat man laughed naively.
"Fat man, you are really worthless!"
"That boy's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun. Your cultivation has already reached the realm of Tianzun's consummation. But you want to recognize this boy as your boss. Is your head squeezed by the door?"
And at this moment, the little child appeared in front of Mo Wentian out of nowhere.
Looking at the fat man, the little child said with a look of gloating on his face.
"Ant, I recognize you as the boss, what does it have to do with you?"
The fat man looked at the child in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes.
This person hurt him, which made Fatty feel very unhappy.
Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest favorable impression of this person.
If the fat man was strong enough, he would have taken action and killed the child in front of him.
"What does it have to do with me?"
"Fat man, I'm all thinking about you, but you actually said what does it have to do with me?"
"I think you are looking for death!"
Listening to the fat man's words, the little child's pupils turned bright red.
At the same time, the killing intent in this man was terrifying and boundless.
The fat man'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, when he thought that he had not benefited from the battle with Mo Wentian just now, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
"Impossible, that boy's cultivation is only at the early stage of Tianzun. He will not be my opponent!"
"I am a powerful person in the late stage of the Emperor of Heaven. It will be easy for me to kill him!"
The little child looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes suddenly shrank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Not your opponent?"
"Ant, you can try again to see if I am your opponent!"
Mo Wentian seemed to have read the little child's thoughts, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body surged again.
"Buzzing..."
At this moment, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand began to tremble even more.
"Boy, it looks like you're ready to die!"
Looking at the Heaven-devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand, a complicated look flashed in the little child's eyes.
Just now, he was injured by the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword. Now looking at the Heaven-Eating Divine Realm, the little child could not hide the fear in his eyes.
Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, he seemed to be afraid of Mo Wentian's Sky-Eating Divine Sword.
But the next moment, when he thought of his own cultivation, and then looked at Mo Wentian's cultivation, the little child felt instantly confident.
"Am I ready to die?"
"You are the one who should be prepared to die!"
"Do you have anything else to say?"
"This emperor can still give you a chance now. If you don't say it, you will never have the chance to say it!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At this moment, waves of immense coercion spread out from Mo Wentian.
"This... this boy's cultivation is really in the early stage of Tianzun?"
Feeling that aura, the little child's brows frowned.
His eyes were even more impressive.
In terms of cultivation, Mo Wentian's spreading aura would not be so terrifying.
It can be said that Mo Wentian is not a warrior in the early stage of Tianzun, but no matter how you probe, he is in the early stage of Tianzun.
"Ant, don't think about measuring this emperor's strength just by his cultivation!"
Mo Wentian looked at the little child, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.
"Strength is not measured by cultivation?"
"Then how is strength measured?"
The little child looked at Mo Wentian and blurted out almost subconsciously.
"The strength of a genius naturally does not need to be measured by his cultivation level!"
"The strength of a genius is developed in all aspects. If you measure it solely by your cultivation, isn't that a little too casual?"
Mo Wentian looked at the little child, with a slight grin on his lips and an evil smile.
Mo Wentian's evil smile looked extremely dazzling in the little child's eyes.
"Zhizhi..."
At this moment, the little child's fists were clenched and his joints were creaking.
"genius?"
"You are worthy of being a genius, I think you are more like an ant!"
"An ant that I killed!"
A sharp shouting voice sounded, and the little child had murderous intent in his eyes.
"What are you waiting for!"
"Come!"
Hearing this, a fighting spirit instantly rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body increased rapidly.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared within easy reach of the little child.
In Mo Wentian's hand, a Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared.
The Heaven-Eating Divine Sword stabbed directly at the little child's chest.
"No… "
"ah… "
"This...how is this possible?"
…
And just when Mo Wentian's Heaven-devouring Divine Sword pierced the chest of that body, a scream suddenly resounded.
"Ant, nothing is impossible with this Emperor!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.
"Nothing is impossible?"
"Boy, you are so arrogant!"
"But if you wait for me, I will never let you go!"
The little child looked at Mo Wentian and his eyes suddenly shrank.
Immediately, the figure flashed and the man disappeared into the void.
When he appeared again, this person's figure 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 the day you die. If you want to escape from this emperor, you can't escape without my permission!"
The little child in front of him was about to leave, and a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared.
When he appeared again, this person's figure had already appeared in front of that little figure.
"Boy, you..."
"What do you want to do?"
Seeing Mo Wentian appear in front of him, the little figure's eyes were full of surprise.
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 cold.