"Yeah?"
"Boy, this city lord will definitely kill you today!"
In the eyes of the Lord of Licheng, the killing intent was terrifying and boundless.
He looked as if he was about to attack Mo Wentian in the next moment.
"Then stop talking nonsense!"
"Come and fight!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
At this moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body also surged rapidly.
The next moment, Mo Wentian stepped forward, clenched his hands into fists, and rushed directly towards the Lord of Licheng.
It rushed away at an extremely fast speed, so fast that even some strong men who had reached the late stage of Heavenly King's cultivation did not even see an afterimage.
As for the city lord of Licheng, his eyes narrowed even more violently.
At this moment, he only felt a dangerous aura coming towards him.
That breath made him feel a chill in his heart.
"Boy, how can your aura be so strong? Aren't you in the early stage of the Heavenly King?"
As if he remembered something, the Lord of Licheng flashed a cold light in his eyes, and said with disbelief on his face.
"Old bastard, your knowledge is too short-sighted!"
"You are right, this emperor's cultivation is indeed at the early stage of a heavenly king!"
"However, there is a kind of person's strength in this world, but it cannot be measured by cultivation!"
Mo Wentian looked at the Lord of Licheng with boundless contempt in his eyes.
"who?"
The Lord of Licheng blurted it out almost subconsciously.
Looking at Mo Wentian, a hint of expectation rose in his eyes.
"That's the emperor!"
"Old bastard, go to hell!"
A cold voice sounded, and a terrifying killing intent suddenly rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Then he punched the Lord of Licheng directly on the head.
"Boy, there's no way you can kill me!"
"Your cultivation level is nothing more than an ant in the early stage of Heavenly King!"
As if he remembered something, the Lord of Licheng suddenly shrank his eyes and shouted coldly.
"Beetle War Halberd!"
The next moment, the Lord of Licheng shouted coldly, and a halberd appeared in his hand.
On top of the halberd, I saw the phantom of a beetle, standing proudly in the void, roaring at Mo Wentian.
"Shenlong Fist!"
"Old bastard, suffer death!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian was not to be outdone at all.
He sped up and rushed towards the city lord of Licheng.
"Lord City Lord!"
"ah… "
…
Just when Mo Wentian was about to hit Licheng City Lord's head with his fist, two figures blocked the Licheng City Lord's head.
I saw the city lord of Licheng holding a disciple in one hand and blocking his head.
"Does the Lord of Licheng want to use these two disciples as a shield? This is too cruel!"
"He is a strong man like the Perfect King of Heaven. He can fight directly. Is it possible that he is afraid of this kid?"
"The Lord of Licheng is too shameless!"
"This scene seems a bit familiar! Oh, I remembered it. This is a trick that the Young City Lord of Licheng also used. Like father, like son!"
…
Looking at this scene, countless warriors' eyes flashed with cold light.
At this moment, they were extremely disgusted with the city lord of Licheng.
Especially the disciples in Licheng were extremely disappointed with the Lord of Licheng.
At this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly and he punched directly.
The two screams stopped abruptly.
Following Mo Wentian's punch, the bodies of the two disciples who had reached the late Heavenly King stage in front of the Licheng City Lord's head exploded.
"Bump..."
Their bodies were directly blasted to pieces.
Mo Wentian's punch directly penetrated the chests of the two men, and a strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.
Mo Wentian's speed was so fast that the two souls didn't even have time to escape.
"Dead! The two powerful men in the late stage of Heavenly King are both dead!"
"Am I reading that right? Those two late-stage Heavenly King warriors were really killed by this kid with one punch?"
"Isn't this kid in the early stage of the Heavenly King? He's too evil!"
"So what if you're a monster? I don't think he can be a match for the perfect city lord, the King of Heaven!"
…
One after another, the figures looked at the figure in the void with different expressions, and they started talking instantly.
"not good!"
Seeing the two disciples of the late Heavenly King being killed by Mo Wentian with one punch, the look of the city lord of Licheng changed drastically in an instant.
That was a strong man in the late stage of Heavenly King. Even he couldn't kill two people with one punch.
But Mo Wentian, a warrior in the early stage of Heavenly King, did it!
He actually did it, and these two late disciples of the Heavenly King died in front of him!
"Boy, who are you?"
"Why did you kill my Jie'er?"
"Aren't you afraid that the powerful men from our Tianniu tribe will come and kill you all here?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the Lord of Licheng's eyes flashed with cold light and shouted crazily.
But in the next moment, the halberd appeared in this man's hand again.
On the halberd, the perfect power of the Heavenly King came out vastly.
"Old bastard, why are you talking so much!"
"The powerful men of the Tianniu tribe are just ants in my eyes. If they dare to come, I will crush as many as they come!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
"Really? Boy!"
"I wish your powers were as powerful as your mouth!"
The old man looked at Mo Wentian with a strange look in his eyes.
"Does this kid really want to fight the city lord?"
"Although this boy's cultivation level is not high, the strength of that punch just now is probably not much different from that of the Lord of Licheng! Who will win in the end of this battle?"
"I think the city lord of Licheng will win. That kid will not be the city lord's opponent after all!"
"It's a pity that this kid had such a strong talent and it's such a pity that he died like this!"
"Who can blame this? If not, blame this guy for being too arrogant!"
…
Seeing the two people with their crossbows drawn in the void, countless warriors began to discuss again.
"Beetle War Halberd!"
"Boy, go to hell!"
With a cold shout, the beetle halberd in the hand of Licheng City Lord shone with light.
The next moment, the Lord of Licheng held the longhorn halberd in his hand and slashed straight at Mo Wentian.
"Well done!"
"Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"
"Breaking the Boundary!"
Looking at the Licheng City Lord who was coming to kill him, Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly.
With a thought, the Heaven-Eating Divine Sword appeared in his hand.
Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian directly used his boundary-breaking sword to greet the Lord of Licheng.
"Qiang Qiang..."
There was a violent collision.
Amidst the shocked expressions of countless people, the shining halberd in the void instantly became extremely dim.
The phantom of the beetle on the halberd also disappeared at this moment.