"You are so shy, you finally dare to stand up!"
"Then stop talking nonsense and come on!"
Mo Wentian looked at Han Jin and said with a sneer.
"Boy, I will definitely kill you today!"
"Your Licheng will also become my Han Jin's!"
"The beetle devours!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Han Jin's eyes were filled with a cold look.
With an angry shout, Han Jin reached out and slapped his chest hard.
"Pfft..."
The next moment, only a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
"Boy, suffer death!"
An extremely cold voice came, and in the void, Han Jin's face was filled with a ferocious look.
The aura on his body was even more violent and boundless, as if it was about to roll out in the next moment.
Behind him, at this moment, a phantom of a hundred-foot long beetle appeared. The beetle opened its huge mouth of the abyss. In the huge mouth, a terrifying and boundless suction force spread instantly.
It engulfed Mo Wentian directly.
"The beetle devouring! What a terrifying aura. The city lord's cultivation has reached the peak of the king of heaven, and his practice of devouring the beetle has also reached its peak. This kid is going to die here today!"
"The beetle devouring is the most powerful skill of the city lord. He always uses his special moves. It seems that the city lord is really angry!"
"If you want to blame, it's because this kid was so arrogant. If he died, it's not our city lord's fault!"
"The arrogant boy actually dares to say that he will defeat the City Lord within three moves. I don't think he can even block the City Lord's first move!"
…
The terrifying and boundless suction force hit, and Han Cheng's disciples all had extremely confident faces.
As if they had all seen the consequences of Mo Wentian's devouring move by Han Jin, the beetle, they looked at Mo Wentian with expressions of contempt on their faces.
"Boss, this old bastard actually has the ability to swallow demons!"
"Be careful!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and couldn't hide his worry.
"Don't worry, this little trick of this coward won't hurt me!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread.
"Shenlong Fist!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank and he shouted coldly.
Immediately, in the void, Mo Wentian's hand was clenched into a fist, and above the fist, there seemed to be a dragon roaring.
From a distance, the power is terrifying.
The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian punched directly towards the abyss in the void.
But this scene, in the eyes of others, was a bit funny.
An ordinary human-sized hand moved towards the huge mouth several feet in size. It seemed that Mo Wentian was overestimating his capabilities.
His small fist looked even smaller in front of the huge mouth of the abyss.
"Is this kid so frightened by the Lord of the City that he just used this small punch to fight the Lord of the City?"
"He's really arrogant to the extreme. A little king in the early stage and at the peak of the king doesn't even take the artifact. But don't tell me, I even admire his courage!"
"It seems that the city lord can kill this kid with just one move. Licheng will soon become ours!"
"The people in Licheng are really pitiful, they actually listen to this kid's nonsense!"
…
Seeing that Mo Wentian only punched, Han Cheng's disciples instantly sneered.
They looked at Mo Wentian as if they were watching a funny joke.
"Little fist, you also want to beat me?"
"Boy, I think you'd better get on your way!"
Seeing Mo Wentian greet him with a punch, Han Jin laughed crazily and said sadly.
"On the road?"
"It's just you who is so shy, but you don't have the ability to let me go!"
Hearing these words, Mo Wentian couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and said indifferently.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and blasted directly towards the man's right arm.
"Boy, what do you want to do?"
"Get out of here!"
Seeing Mo Wentian's figure suddenly disappearing into the void, Han Jin's eyes suddenly shrank and he said with a cold face.
Seeing Mo Wentian disappear, Han Jin felt a bad premonition in his heart.
It was obvious that the Mo Wentian in front of him was just a warrior in the early stage of the Heavenly King, but he gave him a dangerous aura.
"What?"
"I think your right arm is pretty good. If you blow it to pieces, it should produce some nice blood!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's figure appeared only a foot away from Han Jin's right arm.
The next moment, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth in a strange way, and punched the man's right arm directly.
"Boy, how dare you!"
"The beetle devours!"
Seeing the strange curve at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth, Han Jin couldn't help but reach out and touch his right arm.
He couldn't explain why, but listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, he felt a chill on his right arm.
"My beetle devouring seems to have no effect on the boy!"
"How is it possible? This is impossible!"
But the next moment, Han Jin looked at Mo Wentian who was so close, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He is a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly King, and his Heavenly Bull Devouring is one of the most terrifying techniques among the Heavenly Bull Clan.
When he was in the late stage of the Heavenly King, he used this Heavenly Bull to devour and kill the strong men at the peak of the Heavenly King. But now, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Heavenly King.
The Mo Wentian in front of him was just a small early stage Heavenly King, but why, his Heavenly Bull devouring had no effect on Mo Wentian at all.
"A frog in a well, there are still many impossible things in this world!"
Mo Wentian looked at Han Jin, and the curve of his mouth became more intense.
The next moment, a punch hit Han Jin's right arm directly.
"Boy, you..."
"Ah... my right arm!"
…
Screams rang out one after another, and the man's eyes were full of fear.
In the void, Han Jin's right arm was shattered directly to the shoulder level, blood shot out instantly, and a strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.
Han Jin stretched out his left hand and covered his right arm heavily. His face was pale and there was no trace of blood at all.
"This... how is this possible? The Lord's arm was blown to pieces by this kid!"
"Isn't this kid in the early stage of the Heavenly King? How can he be so strong?"
"The Lord of the City's beetle devouring it seems to have no effect on him!"
"This kid is so evil!"
…
Seeing this scene in the void, countless disciples in Han City were stunned for an instant.
After coming back to their senses, they looked at the figure standing proudly in the void, their eyes full of surprise.
"Old bastard, I think you should just hand over your Hancheng treasure house!"
"If you keep fighting, I'll see your other arm..."
Mo Wentian grinned slightly, looked at Han Jin, and said with a sneer.