Chapter 1012 Killed Within Three Moves

"Reporting to Lord City Master, it's not Jiang Yujie!"

"This person is not a member of our Tianniu clan!"

Hearing Han Jin's words, the disciple of Hancheng who reported the letter quickly answered without any hesitation.

"It's not Jiang Hai, nor Jiang Yujie, so who is this person?"

"By the way, what did you just say this person said?"

Han Jin's eyes were full of doubts.

For this young man, Han Jin's heart unexpectedly aroused curiosity.

"He said...he said to let you..."

"Let the city lord, you go out in person... Kneel down to welcome him!"

The disciple of Han Cheng trembled even more when he said this.

But facing the Hancheng City Lord in front of him, he dared not say anything.

"Go out and bow down to greet me?"

"It's really ridiculous. My city lord is the 105th-ranked city lord of Han City. He, a little city lord of Li City, dares to make this city lord kneel down to greet him?"

"I'm going to see, who is this, who is so arrogant!"

Hearing this, Han Jin's eyes shrank suddenly, and a cold light flashed away.

Immediately, Han Jin's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

As Han Jin left, the disciple of Han Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

When it reappeared, Han Jin's figure had already appeared in front of the gate of Han City.

As soon as he appeared, looking at the scene in front of him, a dignified look appeared on his face.

"Boss, that person should be the city lord of Han City!"

Seeming to have discovered something, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and appeared on Mo Wentian's shoulder, looking at Mo Wentian, his eyes sparkled.

"It's coming, but it's still not showing up!"

"Still being the lord of Han City, I think it's a coward!"

Following the sound, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Han Jin.

Looking at Han Jin, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a wicked smile spread.

"The Lord City Lord is here!"

"Meet the Lord City Lord!"

"Meet the Lord City Lord!"

...

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, figures came back to their senses, looked at Han Jin in the corner in front of the city gate, and hurriedly knelt down and bowed down.

When these figures came, Han Jin had nowhere to hide, and a complex glint flashed in his eyes.

In the next moment, he could only stand out from the crowd.

"Who came to make trouble in Hancheng?"

Han Jin looked at Mo Wentian who was standing in front of the Licheng disciples, and said with a gloomy face.

"It's the emperor!"

"Shrinking your head, this emperor didn't come to make trouble, this emperor came here this time to borrow something from you!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, he stepped forward and stood up directly.

Looking at Han Jin, his eyes were full of indifference and arrogance.

"Boy, who are you calling a shrinking turtle?"

"You come to borrow things from the city lord, so you have to have the attitude of borrowing things?"

"But you brought so many people here, is it an attitude of borrowing something?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Han Jin's eyes instantly lit up with anger.

"A turtle with a shrunken head, I came here to borrow the artifacts and elixir from your treasury!"

"In a word, do you want to borrow or not!"

Mo Wentian looked at Han Jin, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was full of cold words.

"Boy, if you want to borrow something from Hancheng, you have to tell me, who are you?"

Hearing this, Han Jin couldn't help clenching his hands into fists, his joints creaked, and his cold eyes, looking at Mo Wentian, became even colder.

"You alone are not worthy of knowing who this emperor is!"

"This emperor will give you another chance. Do you want to borrow the artifacts and elixir in your treasury?"

A cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian looked at Han Jin, his eyes were full of arrogance and arrogance.

"Boy, you are just an ant in the early stages of a little heavenly king!"

"As for this city lord, his cultivation has already broken through to the peak of a heavenly king. You still want something from the treasure house of Han City. I think you are dreaming!"

Han Jin's eyes froze slightly, and when he saw Mo Wentian's cultivation, the corners of his mouth raised a contemptuous arc.

"A turtle with a shrunken head, do you dare to make a bet with this emperor?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and then the corner of his mouth raised a sly arc, and he said indifferently.

"bet?"

"What bet?"

Han Jin was slightly stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he blurted out almost subconsciously.

"You fight this emperor, if this emperor wins, you will lend me all the things in your Hancheng treasury to use in Licheng!"

"But if the emperor loses, then all of the emperor's Licheng will be given to you!"

Mo Wentian looked at Han Jin, his eyes flashed, and said indifferently.

Although Han Jin, the city lord of Han City, has reached the peak of the Heavenly King, his aura is very unstable.

From this, it can be seen that he must have just broken through.

In fact, for the current Mo Wentian, let alone the peak of the Heavenly King, even if the Heavenly King is consummated, it would be easy for Mo Wentian to kill him.

"If we lose, we will turn Licheng into Hancheng? Isn't the emperor's bet a bit big?"

"What are you afraid of? Although the emperor's cultivation is only at the stage of the early days of the king, the strength of the emperor is not measured by cultivation!"

"That's right, City Lord Jiang Hai is a lesson learned from the past!"

"It fell into the hands of our emperor, this Han Jin seems to have been planted today!"

...

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the disciples in Li City couldn't help discussing.

"What? This kid actually wants to fight the city lord, is he crazy?"

"His cultivation is at the early stage of a Heavenly King, and our City Lord has reached the peak of a Heavenly King's cultivation. He wants to fight the City Lord beyond his control. I think he is courting death!"

"I see that Lord City Master can kill this kid without three moves!"

"This kid is probably going to die here today. According to what he said, if he loses, then Licheng will all belong to my Hancheng!"

...

After Mo Wentian's words came out, countless Hancheng disciples also discussed excitedly.

They looked at Mo Wentian as if they were watching a very funny joke, and some warriors couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Boy, are you serious?"

Hearing the discussions of the disciples in Hancheng, Han Jin's eyes were full of confidence.

The next moment, looking at Mo Wentian, he said coldly.

"A turtle with a shrinking head, there is no need for this emperor to lie to you!"

Mo Wentian looked at Han Jin, the corners of his mouth curled up a little more intensely, but those eyes were full of contempt.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

"This city lord will definitely let you know the price of arrogance!"

Hearing what Mo Wentian said, Han Jin frowned, and the anger in his eyes was undisguised.