Immemorial War God

When the fatty arrived in front of him, Mo Feng slowly flicked his finger on the fat guy's fist.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

An ear-splitting sound rang out as the fatty's golden face suddenly changed. His pupils constricted and a small hole appeared in his fist!    

    

"AHH!"    

    

"Shua!"    

    

Following that, an unbearable pain struck. The fat man was sent flying and he crashed into a valley before he came to a stop. However, his figure was no longer visible. He had already fallen into the depths of the valley!    

    

Mo Feng could not help but smile and shake his head when he heard the fatty's miserable cries. Comparing flesh and blood with him, isn't this asking for a beating? The difference was like the difference between heaven and earth.    

    

"This, this …"    

    

The two girls were worried that Mo Feng might be their opponent, since the fatty's power was too scary. However, after witnessing this scene, their eyes stared wide open, and with a flick of their fingers, Mo Feng was sent flying away. Furthermore, he even smashed him into the valley. This was too terrifying and too exaggerated!    

    

If they did not see it with their own eyes, they would have suspected that the fatty was acting with Mo Feng.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

This time, his finger was almost snapped by Mo Feng, and his hand was almost going to break into pieces. And this time, he almost felt as if he was going to fall apart.    

    

"Well, do you want to fight again?"    

    

The big fatty raised his head to look at Mo Feng with a depressed expression on his face. This was too abnormal, a monster, it cultivated even less than he did, and it had already surpassed him by far. Monster, this was definitely a monster!    

    

"Fight my ass!"    

    

The fatty's face was filled with depression as he looked at Mo Feng with a hidden bitterness.    

    

"Master, I've just broken through, can't you show mercy? "You've hurt my self-confidence."    

    

Mo Feng shrugged his shoulders, blaming himself.    

    

The big fatty flew in front of Mo Feng with a depressed face, he continued to rub his hands, and took out a stalk of medicinal ingredient to fiercely bite on, as if he was going to vent all his anger onto this ingredient.    

    

"Lord, what realm are you in?" had injured him so badly that he did not want to take the hit right after he flicked the bullet.    

    

"Seventh Stage of the Earth Slicing Realm." Mo Feng laughed faintly.    

    

"What?" "Impossible!"    

    

The fat guy stopped chewing for a second, then exclaimed in shock. The medicinal ingredients he had just chewed directly sprayed towards Mo Feng, which allowed Mo Feng to quickly dodge it, thus avoiding the embarrassing look on his face that was full of dregs.    

    

"Wait, that's impossible!"    

    

Before, he was shocked that it was impossible for Mo Feng to use that kind of terrifying physique power just by relying on his Seventh Stage of the Earth Slicing Realm, so he at least had the strength of a Heavenly Completion Stage. But now, he realized that this was not the f * cking important point, the important point was that Mo Feng already had the strength of a Seventh Stage of the Earth Slicing Realm!    

    

What kind of concept was this? Mo Feng had far less cultivation time than him. Crush him into pieces!    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Suddenly, two screams sounded out, scaring the fatty to the point that he jumped. The fatty turned around, only to see the two girls looking at Mo Feng with their pale faces, their eyes twitching.    

    

"Husband, how did you break through the Seventh Stage of the Earth Slicing Realm?"    

    

"Darling, you, you've only been gone for a few months, yet you've already broken through so many realms?"    

    

The two girls looked at Mo Feng as if they had seen ghosts. Previously, they had always been angry at Mo Feng, but later on, Wu Shan and Yun Yu did not even notice anything about his cultivation, and now that they heard from Mo Feng, they finally understood what Mo Feng's cultivation was. In just a few months of time, they had worked so hard in their cultivation, and had only broken through a single realm.    

    

This was geotextile, not even a Astral Reaching Realm, just being able to break through a realm in a few months time was already world shocking. Breaking through five realms consecutively, this was simply unimaginable, and even more unbelievable!    

    

Seeing the three of them so terrified that they were about to die, Mo Feng shrugged and asked them all the while what was he doing?    

    

"S-Lord, how did you do that?" The fat man swallowed his saliva and asked.    

    

"Just like that." Mo Feng shrugged his shoulders and replied, there was nothing to explain, wasn't he always like this?    

    

Seeing Mo Feng's indifferent attitude, the big fatty only felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart. This was way too understated, harming others was too hurtful.    

    

"Lord, I … I really don't know when I'll be able to catch up to you." The fat man laughed bitterly and shook his head. He had originally wanted to convince her, to be completely convinced, but when he thought about how wrong it was, Mo Feng was convinced, and now he felt despair. He desperately trained yet could not even catch up with Mo Feng, and the distance between him and Mo Feng was getting further and further.    

    

Okay, even if he could not compare to this monster, he did not want to stay here forever. He wanted to go out and fight alongside Mo Feng, but he did not want to be like this, always being a burden to Mo Feng.    

    

"There's no need to rush. Your physique has a bright future ahead of you." Mo Feng patted the fatty's shoulder and said. The fatty's physique was not much weaker than Qiu Qian's War God's bloodline. His achievements in the future would definitely not be lower than the original body of the person in the painting, or perhaps even far more.    

    

The fat man nodded slightly, barely accepting Mo Feng's consoling, but his heart was getting more and more bitter. Then, he raised his head to look at Mo Feng and said:    

    

"Master, can you tell me your true strength?"    

    

"Are you sure you want to know?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows. Was he not afraid of receiving another blow from him?    

    

"Yes."    

    

The fat guy nodded his head heavily, he had already suffered a blow once, and was not afraid of another. With Mo Feng's power, he believed that he could challenge someone stronger than him, and defeating someone at the peak of the geotextile was not a problem at all, even Quasi-Heavenly Realm was not his opponent!    

    

"Gulp, gulp."    

    

Thinking up to here, the fat man's mouth was already parched and he could not help but swallow his saliva.    

    

"Right now, defeating someone at the first level of Heavenly Completion Stage shouldn't be a problem for me."    

    

"Hmm, hm? Wha, what! "    

    

The fat guy nodded in understanding, then realized something was wrong and shouted in surprise.    

    

"Tong, defeated Heavenly Completion Stage!"    

    

At this moment, the fatty felt that his heart was no longer sufficient. He was already prepared to take another blow, but his mental limit was Quasi-Heavenly Realm, not Heavenly Completion Stage!    

    

There was already a chasm between the geotextile, and geotextile was a chasm that could not be crossed!    

    

"Fatty, take your time and cultivate."    

    

Mo Feng smiled and patted the fatty's shoulder. You were the one who had to take the hit yourself, so you can't blame him.