Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 999: Tennis feet

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Chapter 999 Beef Foot

"Boss, what do you plan to do next?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed, and said in a deep voice.

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

Under the 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 Licheng dead? How about that Emperor Ben came to be the lord of this city?"

Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and a gleam of light passed.

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

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

They looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes widened, their faces a little unbelievable.

"How?"

"Is there anything wrong with this Emperor being the lord of this calendar city?"

Mo Wentian didn't answer, just didn't answer the question.

"Boss, what I mean is that if you are the lord of this calendar city, you are a little overkill. Your purpose is to inquire about the news. Wouldn't it be better for us to go to the top cities of the Tianniu tribe to find out!"

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

Little 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 calendar city, the city in front is indeed much stronger!"

"But if I go to other cities, can I be like the lord of this calendar city, can I get a lot of news?"

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

"Boss, what you mean, I understand!"

"Being the lord of this calendar city, everyone will report to you the news they get, and if you go to other cities, you can only ask yourself!"

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

"Yes!"

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

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looking at Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian, ​​his face was full of joy.

"Boss, always be ready!"

"Boss, I'm already ready!"

Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian quickly said.

A look of expectation also appeared on their faces.

Although this city is a small city, they haven't tasted the taste of the disciples of the Tianniu tribe, surrendering to their feet.

"The disciples of Licheng, all listen to this emperor. From today on, this emperor will be the new city master of this city!"

"Everything that happened in front of the inn today is not allowed to be passed on to the outside world. If the emperor knows who spread the matter out, the emperor will treat it well!"

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

"What does this kid mean? He is here to be the lord of our calendar?"

"The city lord of our calendar city is made by people of my Tianniu tribe, and this kid cannot be the city lord of our calendar city!"

"Yes, you can't let this kid be the lord of our calendar city. The lord of our calendar city should be made by our Tianniu tribe!"

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

……

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the crowd suddenly exploded.

"Boss, I think you want to be the lord of this calendar city, some people still don't want it!"

Listening to all these discussions, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a faint light, a deep voice.

"Not willing?"

"The emperor will be the lord of this calendar city. If you are unconvinced or unwilling, you can stand up!"

"The emperor does not have to fight you with any weapons. If any of you can win the emperor, the emperor will not be the lord of the city. Not only will he not be the lord of the city, but the emperor will reward him. An artifact of the middle king class!"

Mo Wentian's incomparably cold glow scanned the crowd, but the corners of his mouth raised a shallow arc and said indifferently.

As soon as Mo Wentian said this, the crowd suddenly became quiet.

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

Suddenly, among the crowd, a huge figure stood out from the crowd, looking at Mo Wentian, said in a low voice.

"The Emperor speaks for words!"

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

"Well, boy, I will fight you today!"

The extremely sturdy young man, with a hideous face, looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed fiercely.

"Does anyone really want to fight this kid?"

"This person can't be cultivated in the late stage of the heavenly king. The city lord and the fifth elder of the heavenly king are all planted in the hands of this kid. Can this person fight this kid?"

"The breath of this person is not much worse than the peak of the heavenly king. Doesn't this kid say that he doesn't use weapons? If he doesn't use weapons, I don't think I will win or lose!"

"Yes, I think this guy will win, the kid will lose!"

"If he was fighting with the city lord and the five elders, if he didn't use the artifact, this kid would definitely not be the opponent of the city lord and the five elders!"

……

Looking at the figure that stood out, one after another, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, and they started talking in an instant.

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

"In the late stage of a little heavenly king, the emperor didn't have any seriousness. If you accidentally beheaded with one punch, no wonder the emperor!"

Mo Wentian looked at the man, the arc of the corners of his mouth became richer, and said coldly.

"Boy, don't be arrogant, in the early days of a little king, I will definitely want you to lose in my hands today!"

"The city lord and the fifth elders are just scared by you kid, they are afraid, I am not afraid of you!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a terrifying killing intent appeared in the man's eyes.

His hands were clenched into fists at this moment, and the joints creaked.

"Boss, the hostility on this kid is so heavy, be careful!"

At this moment, Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, with a worried voice in his voice.

"It's just a small late stage king, one punch is enough to solve it!"

A confident voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes were Leng Ao Wushuang.

"Boss..."

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

"Tennis feet!"

"Boy, I will crush you with one foot."

In the next instant, the extremely strong man looked at Mo Wentian with a gloomy expression on his face.

Immediately, the breath on the man's body rose instantly.

At this moment, his figure quickly soared, but within a few breaths, the man's figure soared several times.

The figure tens of meters in size stands proudly in the void, looking from a distance, it is terrifying.