Chapter 47: Complete sword

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"Heavy sword, this sword is at least two thousand pounds!"
"I don't see more than two pounds ..."
"Mo Wentian is too powerful!"
...
As the epee came out, everyone instantly boiled.
At the moment when the epee appeared, they only felt a blood, boiling in their bodies!
"This kid's strength has increased again!"
The old man behind Hu Mei drew a little at the corner of his mouth, but he knew the sword very well.
Hu Mei prepared for Mo Wentian.
Just three pounds!
"At least lifting weights is a big achievement, even a perfect state!"
"Good talent!"
...
The three homeowners had pupils shrink sharply. At this moment, they knew that Mo Wentian was so envious.
Artistic mood!
That's the mood!
For Jian Xiu, although Jian Qi is powerful, artistic conception is the most important.
Because artistic conception is the key to entering the realm of sword emperor!
Swordsman practice, gather spirits together in spiritual realm, practice sword power from sword realm, you can play three-foot sword energy, and four imagery sword masters can understand four imagery artistic conception.
A sword came out, with the coercion of the supreme beast, terrible.
And above the sword division.
That is the Eight Wastelands, the world is wasteful, but I am called Emperor.
Such a strong person is called the sword king!
Jian Xiu wants to enter the four-image realm, must understand the four-image realm of sword, and wants to enter the eight-barren realm, must understand the eight-barren realm!
Whether it is heavy or light.
These are the initial moods. For Jian Xiu, Jian Yi is the most powerful.
The general Jian Xiu wants to comprehend the artistic conception, at least it must reach the peak of the realm of the sword, but Mo Wentian seems to have broken this rule. In the spiritual state, he comprehends the artistic conception!
But also realized the degree of completeness, and went further.
Then you can realize that it belongs to your own sword.
"You must kill this boy, or when he grows up, the entire Mo family will fall into his hands!"
In the eyes of Mo Yizhan, the coldness in the eyes, and Yuan Tianmo and Qiu Li beside him, also flashed cold.
Such evilness cannot be used by oneself, then it must be destroyed.
"This talent is no worse than him ..."
The old man behind Hu Mei couldn't help but marvel.
"he?"
Hu Mei's eyes skyrocketed.
He, but the real evildoer, no one can match the whole southern region!
"Boy, if you are not as good as him, then you will surely die. My golden charm of Hu Mei is not what ordinary people can bear ..."
Hu Mei's eyes grew intolerable, then she gritted her teeth, and her eyes were indifferent.
"Ugh……"
The old man behind Hu Mei saw this scene and couldn't help sighing.
On the stage.
With the emergence of Mo Wentian's epee, Yuan Chong's ternary sword was directly blocked by Mo Wentian.
"Epée?"
Qiu Yuan gave a mocking look at Mo Wentian.
In the East Sword City.
Epee, that's a useless sword. Only strong sword spirit is supreme!
"Golden swordsmanship!"
In the hands of Qiu Yuan, a purple long sword appeared.
The three-footed sword is like a dragon, with strange swordsmanship. One sword comes out, as if a dragon is going out to sea, which is very scary.
"Strong swordsmanship!"
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, the epee in his hand swept out, and the mighty power directly blocked Qiu Yuanyi sword.
"Pedals ..."
Qiu Yuan stepped back three or four steps, but Mo Wentian stood firmly in place.
"Boy, die!"
At this moment, a disciple of the Yuan family who gathered together in the spirit realm suddenly stabbed Mo Wentian's back.
"Ask Master Tian, ​​be careful!"
"Ask me!"
...
Exclaimed in the entire Mo family.
"court death!"
Feeling the sharp sword gas behind him, Mo Wentian flashed the cold air.
"Cut me!"
Epee in hand, a simple slash.
But under this sword, the disciples of Yuan family suddenly paled, and then gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand continued to pierce Mo Motian's chest.
"Click!"
A clear voice came, and I saw the long sword in the hands of the disciples of the Yuan family smashed directly.
"The ants want to shake the elephant!"
With a sneer, Mo Wentian cut off with a sword.
"bump!"
After a violent shock, the man's body was like a bird and was photographed and flew out.
Falling heavily to the ground.
"puff……"
Blood spurted from his mouth, and the man fell to the ground.
"Ask me!"
The coldness in Yuan Tianmo's eyes was boundless.
Five people killed Mo Wentian, but now, Mo Wentian has killed one person instead.
"That's it!"
Mo Wentian licked his bright red tongue.
All five of them will die!
"Let's go together!"
The remaining two soul-gathering swordsmen trembled in fear.
In front of Mo Wutian.
It's too strong.
"Two ants, die!"
There was a sword qi in his hand, the sword qi passed, two figures fell on the ring.
"This is sword air!"
Not only the three homeowners, Hu Mei, and the entire audience, stood up in shock.
How is sword qi possible?
Do n’t ask geniuses to gather in the realm of Yae, how could it be possible to make a sword!
"This boy is really beyond my expectations!"
A bright light rose in Hu Mei's eyes, and the sword spirit was condensed in the spiritual realm. Isn't this ...
Breaking the rules of Kendo.
At this moment, Hu Mei's heart raised a touch of hope!
"Mo Lao, even if it costs so much, you must keep him!"
Hu Mei said with a cold face.
If the person behind Mo Wentian starts to fancy her, then Hu Mei is even more interested in Mo Wentian.
Break the rules of Kendo.
How many years haven't appeared on the sword continent?
"Yes, miss!"
Mo Lao's eyes were extremely dignified.
"How could you possibly have sword spirit?"
"This is impossible?"
Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Wutian with a dismay.
"You still don't know many things, the eyes will brighten the next life, some people, you can't provoke!
With a sneer, Mo Wentian's black iron epee suddenly raised his head high.
"Strong swordsmanship!"
"Strength across the mountains!"
Don't ask Heaven to take a step forward, the black iron sword in his hand fell straight on the ground.
"boom……"
The whole ring was shaken, and a crack appeared in the center of the ring.
"Bumping ..."
Two powerful forces suddenly broke through the ground and directly hit Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan.
The two flew upside down.
"Hmm ..."
With blood in their mouths, the two stared at Mo Wentian with staring faces.
too strong.
That power, at least reached the fivefold from the sword realm!
"Dead!"
Mo Wentian sneered, and a flash appeared in front of Qiu Yuan, and his palm fell directly on Qiu Yuan's chest.
"Don't you want me to die better than life, then I'll let you suffer, what's life not worth death!"
"God Eater!"
"what……"
A miserable cry came, and Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Wentian with a horrified face, his eyes were raised, and Qiu Yuan's body began to dry quickly.
"Yuaner ..."
Qiu Li's expression changed greatly, a flashing body, straight to the ring.
"Vendor, this is a battle against Taiwan. Maybe you want to break the rules?"
I do not know when Mo Lao was standing in front of the ring.
"Hu Mo, do you really want to keep this waste?"
The coldness in Qiu Li's eyes skyrocketed. At this moment, the scream of Qiu Yuan has stopped.
"Happy, hahaha ..."
"bump!"
Qiu Yuan's body was thrown out of the platform by Mo Wentian, and the withered body landed on the ground, scaring everyone around to step back.
"Mo Wentian, I swear, I will kill you!"
Qiu Li's eyes were murderous.
"And you!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly rose with blood.
There was a terrible bloodthirsty in the pupil.
"I, I, I ..."
Yuan Chong trembled a little, and Mo Wentian in front of him was just a demon!
If you give Yuan Chong another chance.
Yuan Chong will never go to the ring again.
"dead!"
"Do not!"
"Chonger!"
Yuan Tianmo rushed on the pilgrimage madly, but Mo was still there, and Yuan Tianmo was also stopped.
"Ahhhhh ..."
The screams shuddered, and two bodies fell under the ring.
On the stage.
The figure was so murderous in the eyes of the figure, as if to destroy this world!
"All killed, all killed ..."
Mo Yizhan whispered to himself, his body was a bit cold.
In the face of Julingjing's heavy Wu Motian.
At this moment, Mo Yizhan suddenly had a remorse.
If he didn't do right with Mo Wentian, then finally ...
"He must die!"
Mo Yizhan's eyes were suddenly murderous, but for a moment, all the killing intentions in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
"Hahaha ... Congratulations on asking Tian to win the position of sword. This time, the sword belongs to my Mo family again. The old man's position will be replaced temporarily!
Mo Yizhan's hearty voice sounded in the void.