Chapter 984

In the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed directly in front of the Licheng City Lord.

With a grab, the heaven devouring sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.

"No..."

As the longicorn halberd appeared in Mo Wentian's hand, the Licheng City Lord only felt that a connection quickly disappeared from his body.

Looking at Mo Wentian, the eyes of the city Lord were full of impressiveness.

Longicorn battle halberd, that's an artifact of the late king level!

Unexpectedly, he was directly wiped out by Mo Wentian in this way?

"It's a little bad, but it's OK to use it reluctantly!"

Don't ask the sky, looking at the longicorn and halberd in your hand, with a wicked smile on your face.

"Boy, how can you be so strong?"

"Why did my longicorn halberd surrender to your hands!"

Hearing the words, the Licheng City Lord came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and shouted madly in his eyes.

"Old bastard, you should go!"

With a cold drink, don't ask the sky for a sword to shoot again.

Directly towards the chest of the Licheng Lord.

"Boy, it's not so easy to kill me!"

"Do you think the city master has only one halberd?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's sword coming towards him again, the light flashed in the eyes of the Licheng City Lord.

"Ho ho..."

Immediately, I saw him prostrate on the ground, and his figure soared rapidly.

However, in a few breaths, I saw his figure, which had soared to the size of several feet, standing proudly in the void, roaring at Mo Wentian.

"Boy, the city Lord has the blood of one in ten thousand ancient longicorn. Do you want to kill me?"

"No way!"

The mayor of Licheng's eyes flickered and shouted coldly.

"Longicorn bodyguard!"

"The city Lord has a longicorn to protect him. Today I see that the boy is going to be planted here!"

"He deserved to die here. This is the price of his arrogance!"

"A good play seems to be coming soon!"

……

In front of the inn, countless martial artists, with their eyes flashing cold, said.

"One in ten thousand of the blood of the tianniu clan, it's also meaningful to say it?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Old bastard, I think you'd better start early!"

Don't ask the sky for a sneer, and then suddenly cold down.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian held the sword of devouring the sky, and the sword once again killed the Licheng Lord.

"Bang..."

The violent collision came again.

In the void, a huge figure flew out directly.

The man who flew out upside down was no other than the owner of the Licheng.

"Poof..."

Immediately, a mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth.

But don't ask the sky, but there was no injury at all. Standing proudly in the void, looking at the City owners, his eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

"The Lord of Licheng was defeated?"

"Isn't this boy just in the early days of the king of heaven? How can his strength be so strong!"

"Are our Licheng City masters really going to die in the hands of this boy?"

"The weather is going to change in Licheng!"

……

Countless warriors, looking at the arrogant figure in the void, their eyes were full of an imposing look.

"This..."

"This is impossible!"

"How can you break my longicorn?"

Licheng's Lord was slightly stunned. He turned around and looked at Mo Wentian. His eyes were full of impressiveness.

"Nothing is impossible in front of the emperor!"

Don't ask the corner of heaven's mouth slightly, with a indifferent way on your face.

It seems that the war just now has nothing to do with him.

"Boy, who the hell are you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, the Licheng Lord's eyes flickered wildly, and he shouted loudly.

At this moment, his heart trembled.

Who is the boy in front of you?

Obviously, it is only the cultivation of the heavenly king in his early days. The power that can be exerted is even stronger than his perfect strong man.

This is not only a genius, but a demon!

"Don't ask heaven!"

A faint voice sounded, but there was no fluctuation on Mo Wentian's face.

"Don't ask the sky?"

He said to himself, looking at Mo Wentian, and the eyes of the Licheng City Lord flashed.

He only felt that the name was familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"It seems that the emperor's fame is not enough!"

Looking at the puzzled look of the Licheng Lord, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

"Boy, you killed my jie'er and my disciples in Licheng. We will not let you go!"

"If you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy from the city Lord now, the city Lord may be in a good mood and spare you a dog's life!"

"Otherwise, when we tianniu clan send a strong man, you will undoubtedly die!"

It seemed that I remembered something, and the look in the eyes of the city masters suddenly changed.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he said with a sad face.

In the next moment, the eyes of the Licheng City Lord flashed, and a rune with golden light appeared in his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Lord of Licheng wanted to crush the rune.

"No, boss, this old bastard is transmitting!"

Huan Tian looked at this scene, his expression suddenly changed, and said in a deep voice.

"In front of the emperor, still want to transmit?"

"Old bastard, let's go!"

There was a reminder from magic heaven. Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly cooled, and then he took a sword directly.

"Ah..."

"No..."

……

A scream sounded, and I saw that the chest of the Licheng Lord was directly pierced.

Waves of blood gushed out, and the rich smell of blood instantly filled the air.

Mo Wentian's speed is very fast, and he is fast to the spirit of the Licheng city master, who can escape in the future.

The vitality of Licheng's Lord dissipated in an instant.

Licheng Lord, fall!

"Dead! The Lord of Licheng is dead!"

"This... This is too terrible!"

"We'd better leave quickly!"

"Go!"

……

Countless warriors, looking at this scene in the void, were slightly stunned, returned to their senses, and left quickly.

"Boss, the task is completed!"

At this time, a figure fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder. Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao said proudly.

"Yes!"

"Very good!"

Don't ask the sky and nod.

"Boss, this is the space ring of this group of ants. Although there are no artifact and high-level magic medicine, it still has some effect on our disciples with lower cultivation of devouring the God kingdom!"

It seemed that he remembered something. In Xiao Jiao's eyes, the light flashed, and with the help of space one by one, it appeared in his hands.

Don't ask the sky. There are 99 space rings.

The things in the space ring are really, as Mo Wentian said, just some low-level elixirs and artifacts.

"Xiaojiao, it's done well!"

"Continue later!"

Mo Wentian didn't pick up the space ring, but looked at Xiao Jiao and said with satisfaction.

"Boss, the Lord of Licheng has been killed by us!"

"What should we do next?"

Suddenly, the light in magic sky's eyes flashed, and his voice sank.