Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 2040: Killing The Big Chief

"Ant, want to kill me?"

"It's a dream!"

Watching Lie Hu rush towards himself, Mo Mantian's eyes skyrocketed.

Immediately, Mo Wentian flashed, even staggering the three tiger mouths of the fierce tiger.

But Mo Wentian's Devouring Heavenly Sword fell directly towards the leftmost head of the fierce tiger.

As Mo Wentian's sword fell, a scream rang out instantly.

"what……"

The look of the fierce tiger changed instantly.

The breath of the fierce tiger fell even more rapidly.

A strong **** smell gushes out from the position of the falling head.

This thick **** smell can't help but feel sick.

"This ... this head of our chief executive was actually cut off by this kid!"

"This boy cut off one of our heads, but we are three tigers, and one head was cut off. The power of the head will be reduced by half!"

"The boy's strength is so terrible. I thought that our chief executive could directly rip him into pieces, but I did not expect that he was not injured. Our chief executive lost a head. ! "

"What exactly is this kid? He is not a member of the Nine-Claw Thunder Leopard family at all, why should he help these Nine-Claw Thunder Leopard people come to the inner layer of our peak!"

"No matter who this kid is? Today he is completely angered by our three tigers. We can't let him go!"

...

The strong **** smell came, and countless three-headed tiger disciples began to discuss.

They looked at Mo Wentian's expression, and even changed.

In their view, Mo Wentian is just a warrior in the emperor's successful state, and a strong emperor who is in the front of the emperor in the early days is nothing but a ant.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wentian not only was not beheaded by this fierce tiger, but he was also beheaded by Mo Wentian.

The heads of the three-headed tiger tribe are a symbol of their strength, and each head is a part of their strength.

Lie Hu was cut off by Mo Wentian. This head was still the strongest of Lie Tiger's head. This head was cut off by Mo Wentian. His strength was instantly reduced by half.

At this moment, they guessed about Mo Wentian's identity.

"This ... is this impossible?"

"Boy, you ... how can you cut off one of my heads, the heads of my three tigers, and if you want to cut off, at least you need the artifact of the royal peak!"

Listening to the comments, the fierce tiger came back to God.

Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something. Looking at Mo Wentian, Lie Tiger's eyes were full of impressiveness.

The three strongest three-headed tigers are these three heads. These three heads are also the hardest places.

Other fierce tigers dare not say, but their three heads want to be cut off, at least they need the artifact of the royal peak.

But in front of me, the sky-stealing sword in Tianwen's hands looked just like an ordinary sword.

In any case, none of this Devouring Sword is like an artifact of the imperial peak.

"To cut off your head, at least also the artifact of the imperial peak?"

"The ants, so to speak, the Emperor's Devouring Sword is at least an artifact of the imperial peak?"

Listening to Liehu's words, Mo Wentian took a moment's glance and returned to God.

Mo Wentian's mouth slightly grinned and he couldn't help raising a radian.

I do n’t know what kind of artifact Artillery Sword is.

This has always been a mystery in Mo Wentian's heart, but I didn't expect that now the fierce tiger said that the Devourer of Heaven is at least an artifact of the imperial peak.

This makes Mo Wentian's heart not to be shocked?

"Boss, isn't this Devouring Sword an artifact of the imperial peak?"

"No, is it at least the artifact of the imperial peak?"

At this moment, Xiao's figure flickered and fell in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, it was difficult to hide his happy words on his face.

"Ok!"

Mo Wentian didn't say much, but just quietly nodded.

"Boy?"

"Isn't you sure what grade of this Excalibur in your kid's hands?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's impressive face, a flash of cold mang flashed in Liehu's eyes.

"The ants, Bendi's things, Bendi naturally knows!"

"Don't you have to fight against the Emperor just now?"

"Don't you say that you will not beheaded and killed today, you are in the inner layer of this peak, can't you stand?"

"Fight again!"

The cold business sounded, and Mo Wentian's war will grow.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's breath was soaring rapidly.

"Buzz ..."

The sky-swallowing sword in Mo Wentian's hands trembled violently.

That looks like it's a little bit impatient at this moment.

"Boy, this is your own death!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, the look of the fierce tiger changed instantly.

But the next moment, it seemed to be thinking, in the eyes of the fierce tiger, the cold mang skyrocketed.

The breath of the fierce tiger grew again.

Regarding this questioning, Liehu's heart was already a little afraid.

After all, during his heyday, he was not a rival to Mo Tian.

Not to mention, he has been cut off with a head, and his current strength is half of his original strength.

At this moment, a strong resignation rose in the heart of the fierce tiger.

His body stepped back innocently.

"What are you ants?"

"I'm afraid of this emperor, and dare not fight with him?"

Watching the fierce tiger step backward, Mo Wentian's mouth corner, the rising arc, getting richer.

In fact, Mo Wentian's mind was very clear about this fierce tiger's mind.

Liehu was afraid. He was afraid that Mo Wentian would once again cut off his other head.

As long as his two heads are cut off by Mo Wentian, his strength will be lost.

Although his cultivation reached the early state of Emperor Tian, ​​his head that was cut off by Mo Wentian wanted to grow up again, although it was not difficult.

But it will take tens of thousands of years. In these tens of thousands of years, the strength of others is growing, but he is recovering, and the gap is wide.

This fierce tiger is the chief of the three-headed tiger family. Among the monsters, strength is the last word.

If his strength is inferior to others, this chief executive cannot be his.

Mo Wentian knew very well that this fierce tiger wanted to escape.

But with him asking questions, without him asking questions, it is impossible to escape.

"Councilman really want to flee?"

"The chief manager is afraid of this kid. This kid's strength is really too strong!"

"If I were the chief executive, I would leave!"

"Yes, life is the most important thing!"

"The chief manager said in front of the disciples of the Stegosaurus. If he didn't kill the kid today, wouldn't he humiliate our three tigers!"

...

As Mo Wentian said this, according to countless three-headed tiger disciples, his eyes looked toward the fierce tiger.

They watched the tigers have retreated a lot, and they also knew the tiger's mind.

Although the fierce tiger was the chief of the three-headed tiger tribe and the son of the elder of the three-headed tiger tribe, they could not help raising a scorn in their hearts.

You know, this fierce tiger's cultivation is stronger than Mo Wentian.

"Boy, you ..."

"You are awful!"

Listening to the comments, the tiger who had wanted to leave was a little embarrassed.

He could have left silently, his face, and the face of his three-headed tiger tribe could be preserved.

But when Mo Tian asked this, the countless disciples of the three tigers were watching him.

He just wanted to leave, and he couldn't leave at the moment.

Suddenly, the fierce tiger attributed all this to Mo Wentian.

If it weren't for asking questions, he could leave, and the face of his three-headed tiger tribe could be preserved.