Chapter 982 Battle Against the Lord of Li City

"Boss, what shall we do now?"

Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"what to do?"

"Look first!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and an evil smile spread from the corner of his mouth.

This Licheng belongs to the Tianniu tribe, originally Mo Wentian had a good impression of the Tianniu tribe, but since the Tianniu tribe didn't know what to do, they put forward those two conditions.

Mo Wentian no longer has any good feelings for them!

If the city lord of Licheng came this time and didn't know good or bad, he wouldn't mind killing him!

"Who dares to kill my son, get out!"

"boom……"

Following the sound of a cold voice, an incomparably terrifying force shot out.

In the next moment, everything in the inn shook.

Behind Mo Wentian, the innkeeper's body couldn't help kneeling on the ground at this moment, his body trembling unceasingly.

If it wasn't for staying behind Mo Wentian and Mo Wentian helped him block the power, the owner of the inn would have been seriously injured under this pressure.

In front of the strong man with the consummation of the heavenly king, the cultivation of the innkeeper is really not enough!

"The city lord is here, who the hell is beheading the city lord's son!"

"This city lord is so angry, I think the person who killed the city lord's son will probably die here today!"

"I heard that the son of the city lord was beheaded by a dragon, and the body of the dragon was hundreds of feet..."

"I think whoever kills the son of the city lord will definitely die!"

"There's a good show to watch!"

...

With the arrival of the city lord at Qingming Inn, discussions arose in the entire city of Li in an instant.

Countless warriors gathered towards Qingming Inn.

"who is it?"

"Who the hell killed my son, get out!"

In the next moment, an extremely cold and stern voice came again, and the extremely stern eyes of the city lord of Li City scanned the entire inn.

However, after scanning the entire inn, only Mo Wentian, the innkeeper, Xiaojiao Huantian, a dragon and a demon were left.

The next moment, as if thinking of something, the eyes of the city lord of Licheng fell on Xiaojiao's body.

"who are you?"

Looking at Xiaojiao, the city lord of Licheng shouted coldly.

In this person's eyes, there was a trace of killing intent.

But behind him, dozens of late-stage figures of the Heavenly King surrounded Mo Wentian and the others at this moment.

After a few breaths, these people surrounded Mo Wentian and the others several times before stopping.

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

"Old bastard, I killed your idiot son!"

Looking at this scene, Xiaojiao grinned slightly and said with a sneer.

"What? Did I hear you right? This little snake said he killed the young city lord? How is this possible?"

"Young City Lord's cultivation is in the late stage of the Heavenly King, and the four guardians of the Young City Lord, although their cultivation bases are all in the middle stage of the Heavenly King, but their combined force has already reached the peak of the Heavenly King !"

"The cultivation of this little snake is only at the early stage of the Heavenly King. With such a cultivation, even my casual punch can turn him into scum!"

"That's right, I can slap him into a meatloaf with one palm. They must not have killed the young city lord!"

...

Hearing Xiaojiao's words, countless warriors all laughed.

Their smiles were full of sarcasm.

They didn't believe that with Xiaojiao, they could really kill the young city lord!

"You killed it?"

"Did you kill my Jie'er?"

The city lord of Licheng was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly soared.

"That's right, I killed your grandpa Xiaojiao!"

"What? Do you have any questions?"

Looking at the City Lord of Licheng, Xiaojiao's face was full of arrogance, and his voice was full of disdain.

"What is the problem?"

"Kill the son of the city lord, the city wants you to pay for your life!"

The cold voice resounded, and the murderous intent in the eyes of the city lord of Licheng was terrifying.

If eyes could kill, Xiaojiao might have been killed no less than a thousand times by the eyes of the city lord of Licheng.

"Hahaha……"

"It's my life! It's ridiculous!"

Hearing the words of the city lord of Licheng, there was no trace of fear in Xiaojiao's eyes, instead he laughed wildly.

"Little snake, I think you are courting death!"

Looking at Xiaojiao, the killing intent in Licheng City Lord's eyes was undisguised.

Seeing this scene, the people around, countless warriors, couldn't help but gasped.

Too arrogant, too arrogant!

A monster in the early stage of the king of heaven, in front of the strong man of the consummation of the king of heaven, it's fine if he doesn't kneel down and beg for mercy, but he is so arrogant!

This is simply not taking this city lord seriously!

"Give it to me!"

"Catch this little snake alive for me. I'm going to skin him, constrict his tendons, and roast him!"

Looking at Xiaojiao, the city lord of Licheng said sternly.

"Catch alive!"

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

"I see that fluffy thing, it should taste good, let's capture it alive together!"

...

Following the order of the city lord of Licheng, the eyes of those dozens of late-stage heavenly kings suddenly became fierce.

In the next instant, those incomparably burly figures slashed directly towards Xiaojiao.

"If you want to braise me, Grandpa Xiaojiao, you are not qualified!"

Looking at the crowd who came towards him, Xiao Jiao's eyes suddenly became cold.

Immediately, his figure flashed, and he transformed into a hundred-foot-long dragon, with light shining on the scales of the dragon.

The vast dragon's power on his body rolled out even more.

"Little Jiao, be careful!"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian said with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Although Mo Wentian knew that these dozens of Heavenly Kings in the late stage would not be Xiaojiao's opponents.

But Mo Wentian still couldn't help wanting to give a warning.

"Don't worry, boss!"

There was a confident smile on Xiaojiao's face.

The conversation between Mo Wentian and Xiao Jiao was overheard by the city lord of Licheng.

It is not difficult for the city lord of Licheng to understand that among Xiaojiao Huantian and Huantian, one dragon and one demon, Mo Wentian is the leader.

"Boy, it's you!"

"You let that little snake kill my Jie'er?"

Suddenly, the eyes of the city lord of Licheng looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Old miscellaneous, you are right!"

"However, you can't blame this Emperor, if you want to blame, you can only blame your stupid son!"

Mo Wentian grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said with an evil smile on his face.

"It's really you!"

"Boy, I think you are courting death!"

The city lord of Licheng looked at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in his eyes instantly surged, and he shouted extremely coldly.

"Old bastard, the person who is looking for death is not the emperor, but you!"

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in an extremely cold voice.