Chapter 2078: Frightened legs

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Chapter 2078 Scared Of Soft Legs
"Boss ..."
Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Xiaoxiong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"This ... how is this possible? Under the physical strength of our king, this boy was only slightly injured? His cultivation is really only the emperor's perfection?"
"This boy must have hidden Xiuwei, otherwise his strength cannot be so strong!"
"What exactly is this kid? What is the purpose of his entry here!"
"But this boy acknowledged himself. The conflict between our three-headed Tiger and Stegosaurus was initiated by him. What is his purpose? Even for Xiyan Shenhua, it is not necessary!"
"Our king was hurt by this kid again. Keep going, our king can't beat this kid!"
...
And at this moment, the countless disciples of the three-headed tiger clan suddenly made a noise.
They looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes were hard to hide.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it. With the successful cultivation of the emperor Mo Wentian, he could have fought against the strongest man at the peak of the emperor, and he could have fought it.
Thinking about this, the countless disciples of the three-headed Tiger family could not help taking a few steps back.
"Boy, you're in great shape!"
"Under my body, I have only suffered minor injuries!"
Suddenly, it seemed to be remembering something. Yuan Hu's figure flashed, standing proudly in the void, looking at Mo Wentian, saying coldly.
That being said, in fact, Yuan Hu's heart was already calm.
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you!"
"The Emperor gives you a chance to kill the Emperor. There are only two options, to submit to the Emperor or die!"
Looking at Yuan Hu, Mo Wentian flashed a cold, cold voice.
Do not ask the sky like the king who stands high, and his words should not be allowed to beak.
"Submit or die?"
"Boy, you are really arrogant. With the cultivation of my God Emperor, I am going to kill you but it is very easy!"
"You want me to surrender to you, it's ridiculous!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yuan Hu laughed wildly.
It looked as if I had heard something funny and couldn't stop.
"Submit? The boy said that we should submit to our king?"
"Although this boy's strength is good, he wants us to be subject to the king, at least if he is a strong emperor who is successful. This kid wants the king to be successful?"
"I really don't know where the courage came from, so dare to speak like that!"
"I think this kid is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, but he is in our three-headed tiger family today. He didn't want to leave!"
"Yes, this boy is so arrogant that he has completely angered our king. The king will surely kill him!"
...
Listening to Yuan Hu's remarks, the countless three-headed tiger family disciples exploded instantly.
In their opinion, Mo Wentian's strength, although good, could not be Yuan Hu's opponent.
And Mo Wentian said so arrogantly that he had to surrender to Yuan Hu. This sounded like a joke to them.
But what they didn't know was that Mo Wentian's remarks were really what he said.
"It's so easy to kill me?"
"Shit, don't you think it's funny?"
"But you have already fought against the Emperor twice, but have you killed the Emperor?"
"It seems that Bendi was only slightly injured, but you lost an arm, right?"
And at this moment, Mo Wentian's figure flickered, and he looked at Yuan Hu with a look of contempt in the void.
This Yuan Hu is really ridiculous. Mo Wentian can be sure that this second collision, this Yuan Hu has already exerted his full strength, but it only just made him slightly injured.
What's more, Mo Wentian's spirit and soul were unfolded, and it has been discovered that the spirit of Yuan Hu is only a thousand feet.
Although the soul of thousands of feet is only two hundred feet away from his soul of 1,200 feet, Mo Wentian is extremely confident, and it is easy to suppress this tiger with his soul.
Thinking in this way, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed, and there was a complex light in his eyes.
"Boy, you ..."
It was okay not to say this to Mo Wentian. When Mo Wentian said this, Yuan Hu was almost furious.
Mo Wentian cut off his straight arm and didn't say it. He dared to speak out so brightly. Mo Wentian was arrogant.
But at the moment, Yuan Hu was still speechless by the weather.
At this moment, Yuan Hu only felt extremely humiliated.
"How about Bendi?"
Looking at Yuan Hu's anxious look, Mo Wentian gave a slight grin at his corner, raised a wicked smile, and deliberately asked.
"Boy, I want to kill you!"
"I am going to kill you!"
The sound of cold drinking sounded.
I saw Yuan Hu's figure flicker and disappeared in place.
When he appeared again, Yuan Hu's figure had already appeared in the void.
At this moment, Yuan Hu's figure has skyrocketed to the size of a thousand feet, and the characteristics of the three-headed tiger family are obviously incomparable.
The three heads, the three big pairs of eyes, looked straight at Mo Wentian, and the killing intention in the eyes was not concealed.
If it is said that his eyes can kill people, Mo Wentian at this moment does not know how many times he was beheaded by this Yuan Hu.
"kill me?"
"What about your incarnation?"
"Bendi told you long ago that you would not be the opponent of Bendi!"
Looking at Yuan Hu's incarnation into its original form, Mo Wentian's eyes did not show any slight fluctuations.
That look, it seems that he had long known that Yuan Hu would transform into his original form.
In fact, what does this Yuan Hu incarnate look like? His soul is still only a thousand feet.
As long as his soul is only a thousand feet, this has no impact on Mo Wentian.
"Will not be your opponent?"
"Boy, see how I swallow you!"
"No, I will tear you into pieces and swallow them one by one, so that your spirits cannot escape!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, the killing in Yuan Hu's eyes became more wanton.
At the same time, the breath on Yuan Hu's body quickly skyrocketed.
"is it?"
"But the spirit of this emperor is not something you and other ants can catch!"
"No, I'm afraid, if you see the spirit of the emperor, your legs will be scared!"
The indifferent voice sounded, and the rising arc at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth became richer.
"Seeing your spirits will make your legs soft?"
"Boy, have to say, your mouth is very good!"
"I hope that your spirit will be as powerful as your mouth, otherwise, wouldn't you let the king down!"
Hearing that, Yuan Hu laughed wantonly.
In Yuan Hu's opinion, Mo Wentian is just arrogant words. As for Mo Wutian's spirit, it cannot be stronger than him.
Mo Wentian was able to cut off his straight arm, but it was just a fluke.
As for Mo Wentian's true strength, he cannot be his opponent.
As for the spirit, Mo Wentian's spirit cannot be stronger than his, not to mention it will scare his legs soft.
"Soul!"
"Suppression!"
Mo Wentian ignored Yuan Hu's evil smile in the least.
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian directly launched the spirit.
Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and the spirit unfolded, and went directly towards Yuan Hu's spirit.
Mo Wentian's terrible soul power is attacking Yuan Hu.
"Do not……"
"You ... how can your spirit reach 1,200 feet?"
"You ... your cultivation is, no ... isn't the emperor successful?"
The moment Mo Motian was facing Yuan Hu, Yuan Hu looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were incredible.
His body shuddered at this moment.