Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 2040: Behead the Chief Executive

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Chapter 2040 Killing the Chief Executive

"Ant, want to kill me?"

"It's a dream!"

Looking at Liehu pounced towards him, Mo Wentian's eyes saw the coldness skyrocketing.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he directly staggered the three mouths of Liehu.

But Mo Wentian's Heaven Devouring Divine Sword fell directly towards the leftmost head of Liehu.

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

"Ah..."

The look of Liehu changed instantly.

The aura on Liehu's body has dropped rapidly.

A strong smell of blood came out from where the head fell.

The strong smell of blood makes people feel sick first.

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

"This kid chopped off one of our heads. We are a three-headed tiger clan. If we are cut off, the strength of the heads will be reduced by half!"

"The strength of this kid is so terrifying. I thought that our chief executive could directly rip him to pieces with this blow, but unexpectedly, he was not injured. Our chief director fell. Got a head!"

"What is the identity of this kid? He is not a member of the nine-clawed Thunder Leopard clan at all. Why should he help this nine-clawed Thunder Leopard come to the inner layer of our Misty Peak!"

"No matter who this kid is? Today, he completely angered our three-headed tiger clan, we can't let him go!"

……

The strong smell of blood came, and countless three tiger disciples started talking.

The expressions they looked at Mo Wentian changed even more.

In their view, Mo Wentian is nothing but a warrior in the Emperor's Consummation Realm, and a powerful man with the Emperor's Consummation is just an ant in front of the powerhouse in the early days of the Emperor.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wentian not only was not beheaded by this Liehu, but Liehu was also beheaded by Mo Wentian.

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

Liehu's head was cut off by Mo Wentian. This head was still Liehu's strongest head. This head was cut off by Mo Wentian, and his strength was instantly reduced by half.

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

"This...Is this impossible?"

"Boy, you... how could you slash one of my heads, the heads of my three-headed tiger clan, if you want to slash it, you need at least an artifact of the imperial peak!"

Listening to all the discussions, Liehu came back to his senses.

Suddenly, it seemed to be thinking of something. Looking at Mo Wentian, Liehu's eyes were full of shock.

The strongest of his three-headed tiger tribe is these three heads, and these three heads are also the hardest.

The other fierce tigers dare not say, but their three heads, if they want to be cut off, at least they need to be the emperor's peak artifact.

But the Heaven Devouring God Sword in Mo Wentian's hand looked like an ordinary God Sword.

No matter how you look at it, this Heaven Devouring Divine Sword is not like an artifact at the peak of the Emperor rank.

"If you want to chop off your head, at least you need the artifact of the emperor's pinnacle?"

"Ant, in this case, this emperor's Sky Devouring Sword, at least is also an artifact of the emperor's peak?"

Listening to Liehu's words, Mo Wentian was taken aback for a moment and recovered.

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and he couldn't help but raise a curve.

Mo Wentian doesn't know what level of divine weapon the Heaven Devouring God Sword is.

This has always been a mystery in Mo Wentian's heart, but he didn't expect that now this Liehu actually said that the Heaven Devouring Divine Sword was at least an artifact of the emperor's pinnacle.

How can Mo Wentian's heart not be surprised?

"Boss, is this Heaven Devouring Divine Sword an artifact of the emperor's pinnacle?"

"No, is it at least an artifact of the Emperor's pinnacle?"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and fell in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, his face couldn't hide his joy.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wentian didn't speak much, he just gave a soft hmm and nodded.

"Boy?"

"Could it be that you still don't know the level of the sword in your kid's hand?"

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

"The ants, the emperor's things, the emperor naturally knows!"

"Didn't you have to fight the emperor just now?"

"Didn't you say that you will not behead the emperor today. You can't stand on the inner layer of this misty peak?"

"Fight again!"

The cold business sounded, and Mo Wentian's war spirit also grew.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's aura rose rapidly.

"Buzzing..."

The Heaven Devouring Divine Sword in Mo Wentian's hand trembled violently.

It looks like it can't wait for it at this moment.

"Boy, this is you who are looking for death!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Liehu's expression changed drastically.

But the next moment, as if thinking of something, Liehu's eyes rose sharply.

The aura on Liehu's body has grown again.

For this Mo Wentian, Liehu's heart is actually a little afraid.

After all, in his heyday, he was not Mo Wentian's opponent.

What's more, his head has now been cut off, and his current strength is half of the original.

At this moment, Liehu's heart felt a touch of retreat.

His body stepped back even more honestly.

"Ant, what?"

"Is this afraid of the emperor, I dare not fight with the emperor?"

Watching the Liehu retreat, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, the raised arc, became more and more dense.

Actually, in Mo Wentian's heart, he was very clear about this Liehu's mind.

Liehu was scared, he was afraid that Mo Wentian would cut off his other head with a single sword.

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

Even though his cultivation has reached the early stage of the Emperor of Heaven, his head that was cut off by Mo Wentian wants to grow back, although it is not difficult.

But it also took 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 big.

This fierce tiger is the chief manager of the three-headed tiger clan. Among the monster beast clan, strength is the last word.

If his strength is inferior to others, it is impossible for him to be the chief executive.

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

But with him, Mo Wentian, without his consent, it is impossible to escape.

"Master, is this really trying to escape?"

"The chief executive is scared of this kid. The strength of this kid is really too strong!"

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

"Yes, life is the most important thing!"

"The general manager said in front of the disciple of the sword dragon clan, if he didn't kill this kid today, wouldn't he shame us the three-headed tiger clan!"

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, he pressed countless three-headed tiger disciples and looked at Liehu.

They looked back at Liehu a lot, and they knew Liehu's mind.

Although this fierce tiger is the chief director of their three-headed tiger clan, and the son of the three-headed tiger clan elder, their hearts cannot help but a touch of contempt arises.

You know, this Liehu's cultivation base is two realms stronger than Mo Wentian.

"Boy, you..."

"You are really hateful!"

Listening to all the discussions, Liehu who originally wanted to leave was a little embarrassed.

He could have left without a sound, his face, and the face of his three-headed tiger clan can be preserved.

When Mo Wentian said this, the countless three-headed Tiger Clan disciples were all looking at him.

He just wants to leave, and he can't leave now.

In an instant, Liehu attributed all of this to Mo Wentian.

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