Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1015: Get back

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Chapter 1015 Roll back

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"You want me to hand over the treasure house of Hancheng, don't think about it!"

Mo Wentian's arrogant words came in his ears, and Han Jin's eyes flashed with a cold light, angrily said.

Hancheng’s treasure house contains all the training resources of Hancheng. If he handed over Hancheng’s treasure house to Mo Wentian, what else would his Hancheng cultivate!

How can his Hancheng survive!

"Shrink the head turtle, it seems that you don't want to hand over the treasure house!"

"Very well, there are only two of the three tricks left, the emperor will play with you again!"

Listening to Han Jin's words, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly became cold, and his voice was full of cold words.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"Boy, you have a way to don't play with me!"

Watching Mo Wentian's figure disappear again, a panic of fear rose in Han Jin's heart.

Mo Wentian directly ignored his engulfing beetle and smashed his right arm with a punch. This strength has at least exceeded the realm of the peak of the heavenly king.

However, as the city lord of Hancheng, he who always loves face has a complicated gaze flashing in his eyes, and his words are not to be outdone.

"Shrink the head tortoise, even if the emperor does not expand his body skills, it will be easy to kill you!"

After hearing this, Mo Wentian's figure appeared dozens of feet away from Han Jin.

Looking at Han Jin, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of Leng Ao Wushuang.

"Since one arm has been broken, then this grandpa is broken, otherwise it looks asymmetrical!"

"This is a favor, Bendi helped you!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and said with a wicked smile on his face.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

"I was asking you just now, don't let me do a trick!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Han Jin's body couldn't help trembling slightly.

What's more, at this moment, he actually has an urge to escape from here.

"A trick?"

"Shrink your head tortoise, I think you are already out of skill now!"

"Your left arm, I want it!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were suddenly cold, and his voice was extremely cold.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. He shot directly with a punch and blasted directly at Han Jin's left arm.

"Boy, you wait for me!"

"Waiting for the strong man of my longicorn tribe to come, is your death date!"

Suddenly, Han Jin looked at Mo Wentian, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, a rune gleaming with golden light appeared in his hand.

"No good, boss, this old man wants to transmit voice!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao seemed to have discovered something, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

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

"Left arm, break it to me!"

Little Jiao's voice came from his ears, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank slightly, and he said coldly.

In the next instant, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and hit Han Jin's left arm directly with a punch.

"No..."

"Ah..."

……

Screams resounded throughout Hancheng.

I saw Han Jin's left arm, which was directly shattered by Mo Wentian's punch.

The sound transmission note shining with golden light fell to the ground.

Han Jin's sound transmission talisman will not be transmitted in the future, and his left arm has been shattered by Mo Wentian.

"The left arm of Lord Santos is also broken! Lord Santos is defeated!"

"This kid is so enchanting, he smashed the Lord's arm with one punch!"

"I see Lord City Lord, this is no match for this kid, I think we should leave quickly, otherwise we will stay in this city of Han, and there will be no training resources!"

"Yes, take advantage of the opportunity to leave now, hurry up!"

……

Looking at Han Jin's left arm also fractured, Han Cheng's disciple instantly started talking.

Among them, some disciples started to walk outside the city gate.

It looks like I want to escape this Hancheng!

"Little Jiao, none of the people in this Han City want to escape!"

The sound of the discussion reached Mo Wentian's ears, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank slightly, and he said coldly.

"Boss, don't worry, people in Hancheng, leave it to me!"

Little Jiao didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

"The disciples of Licheng listen to orders, all the disciples of Hancheng will stay with me!"

"Don't let out any of them!"

In the next instant, Xiao Jiao's figure flickered, directly incarnate as a Baizhang Shenlong, standing proudly in the void, with a proud face.

"Yes, Master Xiao Jiao!"

"Yes, Master Xiao Jiao!"

……

An uplifting voice resounded throughout Hancheng.

Immediately, I saw countless Licheng disciples, approaching the gate of the city.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

"Within three strokes, this is only two strokes. I haven't lost yet!"

"What's more, the gambling agreement between you and me is nothing but Hancheng's treasure house. What do you mean to my Hancheng disciple like this?"

Looking at this scene, Han Jin was slightly stunned, then came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and said sharply.

It's just that there was a flash of light in his eyes.

That's what he said, but he was not thinking of these Hancheng disciples, he was thinking of himself.

He also wanted to take advantage of this Hancheng disciple's chaos and escape.

A punch smashed an arm, and Mo Wentian in front of him was really terrifying!

He didn't want to stay, and he didn't want to continue fighting Mo Wentian.

Now he just wants to escape, but he also knows very well that Mo Wentian in front of him, how could he let him go.

But if this Hancheng disciple is in turmoil, he may still have a chance to leave at the moment of confusion.

"Yes, our Lord Santos did not lose!"

"You, the lord of the calendar city, don't know how to speak, right?"

"Why are you blocking our way, we fought with the disciples of Licheng!"

"We Hancheng is the 105th city. The ranking of this city is still behind us. I don't believe that the disciples of this city can beat us!"

……

Listening to Han Jin's words, countless Han Cheng disciples, as Han Jin expected, they were full of fighting spirit.

In front of Han Cheng, there was an instant confusion.

"Boy, I won't let you go!"

Suddenly, Han Jin looked at Mo Wentian and said gloomily.

In the next instant, Han Jin's figure flashed and fled directly towards the heavenly city of the Celestial Bull tribe.

"In front of the emperor, do you still want to escape?"

"Bring me back!"

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

Immediately, Mo Wentian's figure also flashed, chasing in the direction where Han Jin disappeared.

"This kid, why is the speed so fast!"

Looking at Mo Wentian who was following him, Han Jin's eyes were extremely impressive.

At this moment, the bad premonition in Han Jin's heart became even stronger.