Chapter 219: Battle against the Eight-Turn Sword King

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"Hurricane swordsmanship, you have, I have ..."
Seems to remember something, Mo Wentian corner of the mouth, a smile of evil, suddenly spread.
"Hurricane swordsmanship!"
"Chihiro!"
With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure suddenly accelerated several times. The terrible speed was more than double that of Qingfeng!
"So fast!"
Qingfeng's pupils shrunk slightly. With the wind attribute, his speed of movement in the sword emperor is definitely one of the best.
But in front of me ...
The speed is not slower than him.
"Hurricane sword gas!"
"Hmm ..."
The blue divine sword played a terrible sword, and the sword crickets gathered on the blue wind's imperial sword and directly killed Mowen Tian.
"Boy, even if you are fast, you will die today ..."
The cold voice came, and Qingfeng's eyes were fierce.
"No doubt ..."
Don't ask Tian a slight smile. For ten thousand years, I don't know how many people want to die ...
But he didn't ask God, but he still lives well.
"If you want me to die, then you have to be ready to die ..."
Mo Wen Tianyin's voice suddenly sounded in the void.
With Mo Wentian's remarks, the crowd felt only a cold air, and the sound of a gurgling rose from the soles of the feet and rushed directly to the forehead.
"So bad breath ..."
People around looked at Mo Wentian with a shocked look, and the blue wind appeared. They originally thought that Mo Wentian would ask for forgiveness.
But who knows ...
Do not ask Tian Lian Qingfeng, did not look at it at all.
"The majesty of the Qing family asked the Kingdom of Heaven, and no one dared to touch it. No one dared to abide by the rules of Qingcheng!"
"but now……"
...
The expressions of all the people looked down.
They seem to have felt it.
A terrible storm is coming. With the talent of this boy, if Mo Wentian grows up, the Qingcheng Qingjia ...
"He must die ..."
Qing Hao and Qing Feng had the same indifference in their eyes.
Mo Wentian's strength makes them afraid!
The five-turn sword emperor, but the speed exceeded the eight-turn peak of the sword emperor, Qinghao, a six-turn genius sword emperor ...
Chao Mowen didn't have the courage to shoot.
How terrible it is!
"Thirty thousand kills!"
"Buzz ..."
Void, violent hurricane swords, madly assembled ...
The terrible power, even the whole world, began to tremble!
"So strong!"
"The sword is breaking!"
Mo Wentian coldly sang, Mo Wentian, a thick layer of golden light, quickly rose.
"kill!"
A word of killing fell, and an extremely terrifying sword was formed on the top of Mo Wentian's head!
"What a strong sword ..."
Everyone's face changed again. The eight-turn sword emperor was very strong, but there was no question in front of him ...
But it's even more scary.
The terrible body of Mo Wentian is scary!
"Hmm ..."
The sound of metal collision came, and Mo Wentian's Lei Emperor sword and Qingfeng's best imperial sword met together in the void.
Metal friction, sparks of fire!
"Buzz ..."
The surrounding aura, like the tide, entered the two's bodies.
The terrible aftermath, centered on the two, spread wildly around.
"Rewind!"
Exclaiming in excitement, a group of people who had intended to watch a good show sounded back in the void.
That terrible aftermath is enough to kill the average sword king.
Even Qinghao couldn't help but retreat hundreds of meters!
"This boy, such a strong sword, my hurricane sword, was blocked by him ..."
In the void, Qingfeng's pupil narrowed sharply.
I saw Mo Wentian on the opposite side, with an indifferent look.
The slightly raised corner of the mouth was still a little mocking.
"Eight Turns of the Sword King, but that's it!"
A faint voice came, everyone ...
Can't help but take a breath.
Eight Turns of the Sword King, but so?
Eight-turn sword king, is already the strongest existence under the peak sword king!
It's not that the Eight-Turn Sword Emperor is not strong, but ...
Mo Wentian is too evil!
"Is that human being?"
Qing Hao Nana whispered to himself that he had already claimed to be a genius, but compared with Mo Wentian ...
That's a long way off!
"Old man, you give me a sword, and then you pick me a sword ..."
But at this moment, Mo Wentian's war frightened everyone's body.
Take him a sword, just now ...
"Boy, you are arrogant!"
Qingfeng's face rose with a touch of anger, and Mo Wutian was too arrogant.
"Arrogance?"
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, then the Lei Di sword in his hand suddenly waved four swords.
"White Tiger Eater!"
"Blue Dragon Eater!"
"Suzaku bite!"
"Xuanwu bite!"
"Four Elephants in One, Sword Eats the World!"
"Roar roar ..."
Void, four roars came, and with every sword, there was a terrible breath in the void.
All four swords came out, the whole world.
The four-headed beast sword-like, magnificent, terrifying power, centered on Mo Wentian, spread wildly around.
"Tian Tian Jian Ju enters the third form, and even the power of the second form ..."
"It's grown a lot!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light is bright, and the second type of four elephants bit, and at this moment, he also brought the power of attributes.
Compared to Sixiang bite a month ago.
The four elephants now are two or three times stronger!
"how can that be?"
Qingfeng's lips trembled slightly, Qinghao's face was ugly ...
Others looked at Mo Wutian with a dismay.
Four swordsmanship, this is ...
King of swords!
"I didn't expect to be the king of swords, this kid's talent is so terrible!"
"The King of Swords, the King of Swords is said to have the opportunity to enter the realm of the sword god!"
"This kid's talent is so strong, this time the Qing family ..."
"How about being strong, offending the Qing family, this kid is dead, but it's a pity that his talent ..."
...
There was a lot of discussion around, and those eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
Envy, sigh, and jealousy ...
King of swords, what is that ...
evildoer!
"King of swords, you must kill him ..."
"Must kill him ..."
The crazy roar in Qingfeng's heart, the king of swords, as the eight-turned sword emperor, Qingfeng is very clear, the king of swords is terrible.
Once let Mo Wentian grow up.
I am afraid that even his youth ...
"Blue Wind Nirvana: Nine Kills!"
"Kill kill kill ..."
Nine consecutive 'kills' fell, and Qingfeng's killing intentions rolled out.
"It's the nirvana of Qingfeng Sword Emperor!"
"This kid is dead!"
"Pity……"
...
As Qingfeng shot again, the eyes around him suddenly filled with sighs.
Is the King of Swords a flash in the pan?
Today, is this extremely wicked young man going to fall into the hands of the Qing family?
"Buzz ..."
Void, an extremely dangerous breath, struck towards Mowen.
"Nirvana ..."
Mo Wentian's mouth, a cold smile slowly rose.
"Four elephants in one, kill!"
"Boom!" The four-headed beast, suddenly mad, rushed towards the blue sky of the void.