Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1011: Han Jin, Lord of Hancheng

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Chapter 1011 Han Jin, Lord of Hancheng

"Reward a four-level pill? Wouldn't it be possible to raise my cultivation level to the next level!"

"The emperor is so generous. I think that although the emperor is not a member of our Tianniu tribe, it is much stronger than the previous city lord Jiang Hai. I don’t know how many times better. I am willing to follow the emperor to Hancheng. !"

"Dizu really wants to consider us, he really wants to improve our strength!"

"Go to Hancheng, go to Hancheng!"

……

As Mo Wentian said this, the crowd suddenly exploded.

A sound of incomparable excitement sounded, and they looked at Mo Wentian with a touch of admiration in their eyes.

"Boss, what you said is really effective!"

Huantian watched this scene, with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile on his face looking at Mo Wentian.

"We have just conquered Licheng. If we don't give some benefits, we will not be so happy!"

The icy voice sounded, and an extremely cold light appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"But, boss..."

Huantian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Uncle Niu, it's late, it's time to go!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian looked at Uncle Niu, and said coldly.

"Yes, the emperor!"

Uncle Niu did not hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

Immediately, a group of figures headed toward Han Cheng mightily.

The distance between Hancheng and Licheng is only ten thousand miles, at the speed of Mo Wentian and others.

An hour later, Mo Wentian and the others had already appeared in front of Hancheng's city gate.

"Isn't this Niu from Licheng? What are they doing in our Hancheng?"

"Who is the kid in front of him? How come he has never seen him in the ancient relics. Looking at him, it seems to be the head of these people. What does it mean that he brought so many people to our Hancheng?"

"No, that kid's cultivation base, but in the early stage of the heavenly king, why does he stand in front of everyone!"

"Looking at their posture, it must not be a good thing to come to our city in Hancheng, please go and inform the city lord!"

……

Looking at the appearance of Mo Wentian and others, in front of Hancheng's city gate, Hancheng's disciples instantly started talking.

What's more, the Hancheng disciple who was guarding the door quickly moved in the direction of the Hancheng City Lord's Mansion.

"This emperor is the emperor of Licheng, go quickly and inform you that the city lord of Hancheng will come out and bow down to welcome you!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and a wicked smile spread.

But the cold voice resounded throughout Hancheng.

"The emperor of Licheng? When did Licheng have any emperor? Isn't the lord of Licheng Jiang Hai?"

"This kid is so arrogant, he dared to let our city lord come out and bow down to greet him. I think he is tired of living!"

"In the early days of a little king, he dared to scream in our Hancheng. I think if the Lord of the city comes out, this kid will be dead!"

"Arrogance always pays for arrogance, wait for a good show!"

……

Listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, the countless disciples in front of the city gate of Hancheng were stunned for an instant.

Recovered, a group of figures looked at Mo Wentian, and when they saw that Mo Wentian was in the early days of the king, they talked with contempt.

At this moment, the city lord's mansion in Hancheng is full of joy.

"My lord, come on, where am I?"

"Sir Lord, you come and catch me!"

"Giggle..."

"Sir Santo, how good are you!"

……

In the most luxurious courtyard of the City Lord’s Mansion, a middle-aged man covered his eyes with a bright red silk scarf, and his face was full of weird smiles.

He is chasing a group of seductive women in tight skirts.

"Beauty, let the city lord catch you, you have to take care of the city lord!"

"Hahahaha..."

The middle-aged man rushed forward hard, but he rushed to the air, but there was no anger on his face, but the raised smile became more wicked.

"My Lord Santo, it's not good!"

"It's not good, Lord Santo!"

"Professing to be the emperor of Licheng, I have come to our Hancheng with disciples from Wuwanli City!"

Just then, a panicked voice came.

"Have you not seen the city lord doing business?"

"Are you living enough?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man instantly tore off the silk scarf covering his eyes, and the good thing was interrupted. Looking at the Hancheng disciple in front of him, a terrible killing intent appeared in his eyes.

He yelled in a cold voice, and in the next instant, he stepped forward and kicked the Hancheng disciple to the ground.

"The Lord of the City puts down his anger, this must be an urgent matter, you might as well listen to it, it's not too late to kill him!"

Suddenly, a fiery red figure walked over slowly, gently pulling on the middle-aged man's clothes, and said defiantly.

"Then listen to Hong'er!"

"Let's talk, what happened?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and took the woman named Hong'er into his arms.

Immediately, looking at the Hancheng disciple in front of him with a cold face, he shouted coldly.

Actually, when this disciple came, he had already talked about the matter, but at that time, the city lord of Hancheng was bothered by good deeds. He was so angry that he didn't even listen.

"Yes..."

"Yes, Lord Santo!"

"It is the emperor of Licheng who is here!"

Hearing this, the disciple of Hancheng quickly answered.

His face is full of respect, but his body is trembling.

"What?"

"The Emperor of the Calendar City?"

"When did the Licheng have an emperor? In all the cities of our Tianniu tribe, when did someone call the emperor?"

Hearing that, Han Jin, the lord of Hancheng, was stunned for an instant.

Recovered, he let go of his arms around the woman, his expression instantly became serious, and he looked at the Hancheng disciple and said in a cold voice.

"Return to the city lord, this...I don't know this too!"

The disciple of Hancheng said respectfully.

"The city lord of Hancheng, isn't Jiang Hai?"

"Although his cultivation is the perfect state of the heavenly king, he was demoted from the city of heaven. It is impossible for him to come to our Han city to make a second!"

It seems that I remembered something, Han Jin's eyes flashed with cold light.

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

"My Lord, this...this person is not Jiang Hai!"

"The leader is a teenager!"

The disciple of Hancheng spoke tremblingly.

"Not Jiang Hai?"

"A teenager?"

Han Jin's brows frowned upon hearing this disciple's words.

In the calendar city, apart from Jiang Hai and his son Jiang Yujie, there are no people with strong cultivation.

"Is Jiang Yujie?"

In the next instant, Han Jin took a step forward, looked at the disciple, and said coldly.