Chapter 999

"Boss, what are you going to do next?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice with a flash of light in his eyes.

After all, the city Lord and the young city Lord of Licheng have been killed by Mo Wentian, and the five elders who came here have also been subdued by Mo Wentian.

In full view of the public, the five elders served not to ask the sky, which was witnessed by countless martial artists.

"What should I do?"

"Isn't the Lord of Licheng dead? How about the emperor being the Lord of Licheng?"

Don't ask the corners of your mouth slightly, a touch of pure light passing by.

"Boss, do you want to be the Lord of Licheng?"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian almost spoke in unison.

They looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes widened, and their faces were somewhat unbelievable.

"What?"

"Is there anything wrong with the emperor being the Lord of these cities?"

Don't ask the sky, but don't answer the rhetorical question.

"Boss, I mean that you are somewhat overqualified to be the leader of this Licheng. Your purpose is to inquire about the news. Wouldn't it be better for us to go to the top cities of the tianniu clan!"

"Being the Lord of this city is still a burden after all!"

Xiao Jiao was a little stunned, and came back to his senses. Looking at Mo Wentian, he said in a deep voice.

"The city in front is really much stronger than this calendar City!"

"But when I go to other cities, can I get more information like being the Lord of these cities?"

The icy voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, I see what you mean!"

"As the Lord of this calendar City, everyone will report to you the news they get. If you go to other cities, you can only inquire by yourself!"

Hearing the words, Xiao Jiao instantly understood and suddenly realized the way.

"That's right!"

"Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian, are you ready to be the vice mayor of Licheng?"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something. Looking at Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, he said with a happy face.

"Boss, be ready!"

"Boss, I'm ready!"

Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian hurried.

Their faces also raised a look of expectation.

Although this Licheng is a small city, they have not yet tasted the taste of the disciples of the ox clan surrendering at their feet on this day.

"All the disciples of Licheng listen to me. From today on, I will be the new owner of Licheng!"

"What happened in front of the inn today is not allowed to be spread to the outside world. If we let the emperor know who spread the news, he will certainly give a good reception!"

The next moment, don't ask the sky, stand proudly in the void, look at the countless tianniu disciples in front of the inn, and say coldly.

"What does this boy mean? He will be the Lord of our cities?"

"Our Licheng City masters are all made by people of our tianniu clan. We can't let this boy be our Licheng City masters!"

"Yes, you can't let this boy be the city master of our Licheng. The city master of our Licheng should be made by the people of our tianniu clan!"

"A little warrior in the early days of the heavenly king, I really don't know why the five elders should surrender at his feet?"

……

Don't ask heaven. As soon as he said this, the crowd instantly burst into flames.

"Boss, I think you want to be the Lord of Licheng. Some people still don't want to!"

Listening to this discussion, the faint light flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes, and the voice sank.

"No?"

"The emperor wants to be the Lord of this calendar City. If you are unconvinced or unwilling, you can stand up!"

"I don't need to fight with you with any weapons. If any of you can win me, I won't be the Lord of the city. Not only will I not be the Lord of the city, but I will reward this person with an artifact in the middle of the king level!"

Don't ask the sky that pair of cold and incomparable cold awns, scanning the people, but the corners of your mouth raised a shallow arc, indifferent way.

As Mo Wentian said this, the crowd instantly quieted down.

"You... What you said is true?"

Suddenly, in the crowd, a magnificent figure stood out from the crowd and looked at Mo Wentian, saying in a low voice.

"The emperor has his word!"

The sonorous and powerful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

"Well, boy, I'll fight you today!"

The strong young man, with a ferocious face, looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

"Is someone really going to fight this boy?"

"This man's cultivation can't be compared with the later stage of the king of heaven. The perfect city Lord and the five elders of the king of heaven were all planted in the hands of this boy. Can this man fight this boy?"

"The breath on this man is not much worse than the peak of the king of heaven. Didn't this boy say that he doesn't use weapons? If he doesn't use weapons, I don't think I'll win or lose!"

"Yes, I think this man will win and that boy will lose!"

"If he didn't use artifact when fighting with the city Lord and the five elders, this boy would definitely not be the opponent of the city Lord and the five elders!"

……

Looking at the figures standing out, all figures flashed in his eyes, and he immediately talked.

"Little bastard, don't blame the emperor for not reminding you!"

"In the later stage of a little heavenly king, the emperor's attack is of no importance. If you are accidentally killed with one punch, no wonder the emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the man, and the radian raised by the corner of his mouth became more and more rich, coldly and arrogantly.

"Boy, don't be arrogant. In the early days of a little king of heaven, I will defeat you in my hands today!"

"The city Lord and the five elders are just scared by you. They are afraid, but I am not afraid of you!"

Listen to don't ask the sky, the man's eyes, raised a touch of terrible killing intent.

At this moment, his hands were clenched into fists, and his joints were creaking.

"Boss, this boy is so angry. Be careful!"

At this time, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, and his voice could not hide his worry.

"It's just a little late king of heaven. One punch is enough!"

The voice full of confidence sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were unparalleled.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but looking at Mo Wentian's confident expression, he finally didn't say anything.

"Longicorn feet!"

"Boy, I'll crush you with one foot."

The next moment, the strong man, looking at Mo Wentian, said with a sad face.

Immediately, the breath on the man suddenly rose.

At this moment, his figure also soared rapidly, but in a few breaths, the man's figure soared several times.

Dozens of feet in size, standing proudly in the void, looking from a distance, it is extremely terrible.