Chapter 982

"Boss, what shall we do now?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with a twinkling light in his eyes.

"What should I do?"

"First look!"

Don't ask the sky. A smile spreads around the corner of your mouth.

This Licheng is subordinate to the tianniu clan. Originally, don't ask the sky about the tianniu clan, but since the tianniu clan unknowingly proposed those two conditions.

Don't ask heaven to have no good feelings for them!

This time, if the leader of this Licheng comes and doesn't know what's good or bad, he doesn't mind killing!

"Who dares to kill my son? Get out of here!"

"Boom..."

As a cold voice sounded, I saw a terrible momentum, burst out.

In the next moment, the inn shook.

After Mo Wentian, the body of the inn owner couldn't help kneeling on the ground at this moment, and his body trembled unceasingly.

If it weren't for staying behind Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian helped him block the momentum, I'm afraid the boss of the inn would be seriously injured under this pressure.

In front of the perfect strong man of the heavenly king, the cultivation of the inn owner is really not enough!

"The city Lord is coming. Who is it? Kill the son of the city Lord!"

"The anger of the city Lord is so heavy that I'm afraid the man who killed the son of the city Lord will die here today!"

"It is said that the son of the city Lord was killed by a divine dragon, whose body is hundreds of feet..."

"I think whoever killed the son of the city Lord will surely die!"

"There's a good play!"

……

With the arrival of the city Lord at the Qingming Inn, the whole Calendar City instantly began to talk.

Countless warriors gathered towards the Qingming inn.

"Who is it?"

"Who killed my son? Get out of here!"

In the next moment, a cold and fierce voice came again, and the fierce eyes of the Licheng Lord scanned the whole inn.

But after scanning the whole Inn, there were only Mo Wentian and the inn owner and Xiao Jiao Huantian, a dragon and a demon.

The next moment, it seemed to think of something. The eyes of the Licheng City Lord fell on Xiao Jiao.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Xiao Jiao, the Licheng Lord shouted coldly.

The man's eyes were full of murderous thoughts.

Behind him, dozens of figures of the late emperor of heaven surrounded Mo Wentian and others at this moment.

After several breaths, these people surrounded Mo Wentian and others for several times before they stopped.

"Your grandpa Xiaojiao, I am the person you are looking for!"

"Old bastard, your stupid son, I killed him!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao said with a sneer on his face.

"What? Did I hear you right? This little snake said that the young city Lord was killed by him? How is this possible?"

"The cultivation of the little Lord is the later stage of the king of heaven, and there are four Dharma guardians of the little Lord. Although their cultivation is in the middle stage of the king of heaven, their joint efforts have reached the peak of the king of heaven!"

"The cultivation of this little snake is just the initial stage of the king of heaven. Such cultivation can even blow him to pieces with my casual fist!"

"Yes, I can beat him into meat pies with one palm. They must not have killed the young city Lord!"

……

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, countless martial artists all laughed.

Their smiles are full of sarcasm.

They don't believe that with the help of Xiao Jiao, they can really kill the little city Lord!

"Did you kill it?"

"You killed my Jill?"

The city owner of Licheng was slightly stunned, and returned to his mind, and the killing intention in his eyes suddenly soared.

"Yes, I killed your grandpa Xiaojiao!"

"What? Is there something wrong with you?"

Looking at the Licheng Lord, Xiao Jiao's face was cold and arrogant, and his voice was full of disdain.

"What's the problem?"

"Kill the son of the Lord of this city, and the Lord of this city will pay for your life!"

The cold voice rang out, and the killing intention was terrible in the eyes of the Licheng City Lord.

If the eyes can kill, I'm afraid Xiao Jiao has been killed more than a thousand times by the eyes of the Licheng Lord.

"Hahaha..."

"I have to pay for my life! It's ridiculous!"

Listening to the words of Licheng city master, Xiao Jiao had no fear in his eyes, but also laughed wildly.

"Snake, I think you are looking for death!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao, the killing intention in the eyes of Licheng City Lord was undisguised.

Looking at this scene, the people around, countless martial artists, couldn't help but take a breath.

Too arrogant, too arrogant!

A monster in the early days of the heavenly king, in front of the perfect strong man of the heavenly king, did not kneel down to beg for mercy, even if it was so arrogant!

This is simply not taking the city Lord in the eye!

"Give it to me!"

"I'll catch this little snake alive. I'll skin him, cramp him, and then braised it!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao, the Licheng Lord said fiercely.

"Catch alive!"

"Let's go together. I ate the braised snake meat again today. I looked at a little snake. If it comes out in brown sauce, it should taste good!"

"I think that fluffy thing tastes good. We caught it alive!"

……

With the order of Licheng City Lord, the fierce light in the eyes of dozens of heavenly kings soared in the late stage.

In the next moment, the magnificent figures directly chopped away at Xiao Jiao.

"If you want to braised your grandpa Xiaojiao, you are not qualified!"

Looking at the people who came to kill themselves, Xiao Jiao's eyes suddenly cooled.

Then the figure flashed, incarnating into a hundred feet dragon, and the essence light flashed on the dragon scale.

The vast dragon power on his body is rolling out.

"Xiaojiao, be careful!"

Don't ask the sky. Looking at this scene, his eyes flickered with cold light.

Although Mo Wentian knew that these dozens of heavenly kings would not be Xiao Jiao's opponents in the later stage.

But Mo Wentian still couldn't help but want to tell him.

"Don't worry, boss!"

Xiao Jiao smiled confidently on his face.

The conversation between Mo Wentian and Xiao Jiao was heard by the chenglord of Licheng.

It is not difficult for the City owners of Licheng to understand that in fact, among the people of Xiaojiao magic day and magic day, don't ask genius is the leader.

"Boy, it's you!"

"Did you let that little snake kill my Jay?"

Suddenly, the eyes of the Licheng City Lord looked at Mo Wentian, and the cold light in his eyes flickered.

"Old bastard, you're right!"

"However, it's no wonder that Ben Di can only blame your stupid son!"

Don't ask the corner of your mouth, with a wicked smile on your face.

"It's really you!"

"Boy, I think you are looking for death!"

The city Lord looked at Mo Wentian, and the killing intention in his eyes suddenly soared, and he shouted coldly.

"Old bastard, it's not the emperor who is looking for death, it's you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the voice was extremely cold.