Chapter 999

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

Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

After all, the city lord and young city lord of Li City had already been beheaded by Mo Wentian, and the five elders who had come here had also been subdued by Mo Wentian.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the five elders surrendered to Mo Wentian, which was witnessed by countless warriors.

"what to do?"

"Isn't the city lord of Li City already dead? How about this emperor coming to be the city lord of Li City?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and a gleam of light flashed across.

"Boss, do you want to be the city lord of this Li city?"

Hearing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian almost said in unison.

They looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes widened involuntarily, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"how?"

"Is there anything wrong with this emperor being the lord of Licheng?"

Mo Wentian didn't answer, but just asked rhetorically.

"Boss, what I mean is that you are overqualified to be the city lord of Li City. Your purpose is to inquire about news. Wouldn't it be better for us to go to the top cities of the Tianniu clan to inquire!"

"Being the city lord of Licheng is still a burden after all!"

Xiao Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

"Compared to this Licheng, the strength of the previous city is indeed much stronger!"

"But if I go to other cities, can I get as much news as the city lord of this Li city?"

An incomparably cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold glint.

"Boss, I understand what you mean!"

"As the city lord of this Li city, everyone will report to you the news they get, but if you go to other cities, you can only inquire about it by yourself!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao instantly understood and said suddenly.

"That's right!"

"Little Jiao, Huantian, are you ready to be the deputy city lord of Licheng?"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian, and said with joy on his face.

"Boss, always be ready!"

"Boss, it's already ready!"

Xiaojiao and Huantian hurriedly said.

There was also a look of expectation on their faces.

Although this Licheng is a small city, they have not yet tasted what it is like for the disciples of the Tianniu tribe to submit to their feet.

"All the disciples of Licheng, listen to this emperor. From today on, this emperor is the new city lord of this Licheng!"

"The things that happened in front of the inn today are not allowed to spread to the outside world. If the emperor knows who spread the news, the emperor will definitely treat him well!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, looked at the countless Tianniu disciples in front of the inn, and said coldly.

"What does this kid mean? He is coming to be the lord of our city?"

"Our city lord of Li City is all made by people from the Tianniu tribe, we can't let this kid be our city lord of Li City!"

"That's right, we can't let this kid be the city lord of our Li city. The city lord of our Li city should be a member of our Tianniu clan!"

"A martial artist in the early days of the Little Heavenly King, I really don't know why the Fifth Elder surrendered at his feet?"

...

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the crowd exploded in an instant.

"Boss, I think you want to be the city lord of Licheng, some people still don't want to do that!"

Listening to the discussions, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Don't want to?"

"This emperor wants to be the city lord of Licheng. If you are not convinced or unwilling, you can stand up!"

"I don't need to fight any of the weapons of this emperor. If any of you can win this emperor, I will not be the lord of the city. Not only will I not be the lord of the city, but I will reward this person with a king-level mid-term artifact!"

Mo Wentian's pair of incomparably cold eyes scanned the crowd, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said indifferently.

After Mo Wentian's words came out, the crowd fell silent instantly.

"You... are you telling the truth?"

Suddenly, in the crowd, an incomparably burly figure stood out from the crowd, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a low voice.

"The emperor keeps his word!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"Well then, kid, I will fight with you today!"

The incomparably strong young man had a ferocious face, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes were gleaming fiercely.

"Is there really someone who wants to fight this kid?"

"This person's cultivation is not in the late stage of the Heavenly King. The city lord and the five elders who have completed the Heavenly King have fallen into the hands of this kid. Can this person beat this kid?"

"The aura on this person's body is not much different from that of the peak of the Heavenly King. Didn't this kid say that he doesn't use weapons? If he doesn't use weapons, I don't know whether he will win or lose!"

"That's right, I think this guy will win, and that kid will lose!"

"If he doesn't use the divine weapon when fighting against the city lord and the five elders, this kid will definitely not be the opponent of the city lord and the five elders!"

...

Looking at the figures that stood up one after another, a look of concern flashed in their eyes, and they started discussing in an instant.

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

"A little heavenly king in the late stage, this emperor doesn't care about the severity of his strikes. If you accidentally kill you with a single punch, no wonder this emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the man, the arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, and said coldly and arrogantly.

"Boy, don't be arrogant, a little early stage king, I will definitely want you to be defeated by me today!"

"The city lord and the fifth elder are just scared by you kid. They are afraid, but I am not afraid of you!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, a terrifying killing intent rose in the man's eyes.

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

"Boss, this kid has a lot of hostility, be careful!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, and said worriedly in his voice.

"A little Heavenly King is only in the late stage, and one punch is enough to solve it!"

A confident voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were cold and arrogant.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Mo Wentian's confident expression, he didn't say anything in the end.

"Beetle feet!"

"Boy, I'm going to crush you to pieces."

The next moment, the extremely burly man looked at Mo Wentian and said with a gloomy face.

Immediately, the aura on the man's body suddenly rose sharply.

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

The figure tens of feet in size stood proudly in the void, and looked terrifying from a distance.