Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 185: Bet

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"Hurricane Jianyi, open!"

Seeing Mo Wentian chasing him, Mo Shang's eyes flashed with cold light, and a terrible hurricane rose. The next moment, Mo Shang's figure quickly climbed up the ladder.

"Property Sword Intent!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, then he continued to climb the tower.

The ladder has a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. Every time you go up one floor, the dragon under you will be a little stronger. When you reach the seven thousand floor, Mo Wentian only feels his feet.

There seems to be a real dragon rolling around.

"What a strong Dragon God Formation!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Mo Wentian stopped at Step 701, and the third step above Mo Wentian was Mo Shang.

I saw the hurricane frantically surging above Mo Shang, a hurricane sword intent spreading from Mo Shang.

Mo Shang's face was extremely pale.

Looking at Mo Wentian, who was only three steps away from him, Mo Shang's expression was a bit ugly. He had already used his hurricane sword intent with all his strength, but reaching the seven thousandth floor was already his limit.

It is undoubtedly harder to move on than to climb to the sky.

"Go up!"

"Boom..."

Ascending to the first floor again, a pressure three or four times stronger than the Seven Thousand Floor, suddenly suppressed on Mo Wentian.

"Buzzing..."

On Mo Wentian's physique, golden rays of light rose up. At this moment, Mo Wentian's physique had reached its limit.

"If you don't use the sword intent, it seems that you really can't get up..."

Mo Wentian's mouth turned into a chuckle.

If others hear Mo Wentian's words, they will definitely be frightened and won't use their sword intent?

Mo Wentian, didn't even use his sword intent to resist this dragon?

Yes, when he reached the seventh thousandth floor, Mo Wentian didn't use any sword intent. In Mo Wentian's body, the sword star core slowly revolved, and a powerful force of the sword flowed in Mo Wentian. in vivo.

"Mo Wentian, you can't get up too!"

When Mo Wentian stopped again, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Mo Shang's mouth.

The sword king of the Southern Territory, after all, lost in his hands!

"Can't go up?"

Mo Wentian grinned, and then suddenly stepped out.

"Blue Dragon Sword Intent!"

"Roar..."

A dragon chant sounded, and I saw a fire dragon hovering above Mo Wentian's head. In the next moment, Mo Wentian took a step, stepped forward three or four steps, and directly surpassed Mo Shang, who was just satirical!

"How is this possible?"

Mo Shang's face was shocked. This is already the seventh thousandth floor. Here, let alone Mo Wentian, even the young man at the top can only walk step by step.

But don't ask God...

But it took three or four steps directly.

"Actually, what he said was right, you are a trash!"

Turning his head, Mo Wentian looked at Mo Shang sarcastically.

"You..."

Mo Shang's face rose flushed.

The next moment, Mo Shang seemed to have discovered something, and his face suddenly became angry.

"Mo Tianjiao, do you dare?"

The roar came, and I saw Mo Tianjiao who was hundreds of steps away from him. The Quicksand Emperor Sword suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and the vast emperor prestige spread, Mo Tianjiao took a few breaths and walked directly hundreds A ladder.

"Get down!"

Mo Shang's body flew upside down.

"No..."

Mo Shang's mad roar, his eyes are extremely bitter.

Two sword kings of the Southern Territory.

All surpassed him!

How can he endure this peerless genius of the Mo family!

"Mo Wentian, this seven-sword forbidden technique is mine!"

An indifferent voice came, and Mo Tianjiao stepped forward again, charging directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Yours?"

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently and walked here with the Emperor Sword, thinking he was a genius?

"Without the Quicksand Emperor Sword, you are no different from waste!"

Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian looked disdainful.

"You..."

Mo Tianjiao's face was cold, but Mo Wentian was right. Without the Quicksand Emperor Sword, her strength would drop countless times.

Her talent is only a tenth class. She does not have a special kendo physique. Such a talent is not bad in the Southern Region.

But entering Zhongzhou is a waste.

"Mo Wentian, you say I'm a trash, then you and I will see, whoever walks to the top of the tower first!"

Mo Tianjiao suddenly took a deep breath and said with a cold face.

She wants to defeat Mo Wentian, and she wants to tell Mo Wentian that she is the peerless pride of the Mo family.

"Who will go up first?"

Mo Wentian smiled dismissively, and he dismissed this bet.

But...

"You gamble if you want, but..."

"But what?"

Mo Tianjiao said coldly.

There is the Quicksand Emperor Sword, she doesn't believe it, Mo Wentian will go up before her!

"But it will take a bit of color!"

Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian suddenly smiled evilly.

"Color head?"

Mo Tianjiao frowned, and then said indifferently: "What do you want to bet on?"

"I want to bet on you..."

"You are shameless!"

Mo Wentian hasn't finished speaking, Mo Tianjiao's face suddenly flushed red, and he shouted angrily.

"Ahem...Don't get me wrong!"

Mo Wentian gave a light cough, then smiled: "I am not interested in you, I am a little interested in your Quicksand Emperor Sword!"

"You want to bet on the Quicksand Emperor Sword?"

Mo Tianjiao's expression suddenly became cold.

The Quicksand Emperor Sword, that is her most important thing. Without the Quicksand Emperor Sword, she would be just an ordinary genius, and it would be extremely difficult to even enter the Sword Emperor Realm.

"I use the Thunder Emperor Sword, bet your Quicksand Emperor Sword!"

"You lose, the Quicksand Emperor Sword belongs to me, I lose, and the Thunder Emperor Sword is given to you, how?"

Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian said with a cold face.

"Lei Di Sword!"

Mo Tianjiao's eyes were hot, Mo Wentian's Thunder Emperor Sword, of course she had seen it, that sword was definitely not worse than the Quicksand Emperor Sword.

"I promised you!"

After gritting his teeth, Mo Tianjiao said coldly.

She doesn't believe it, Mo Wentian can beat her!

She also has the Emperor Sword, and her cultivation level has reached the level of the Sword Emperor, and Mo Wentian, but only the Second Level Sword Emperor, and she has just entered the realm of the Sword Emperor!

"Good!"

When Mo Tianjiao agreed, the smile on Mo Wentian's face slowly spread.

Then the figure flashed and walked up the ladder step by step.

"Interesting..."

Above the ladder, the boy looked at the two people below, his eyes narrowed slightly.

A smile that spared interest spread from the corner of the boy's mouth.

In the hands of the young man, a purple dragon hovered.

In this purple crayfish, the boy walked on the ladder, as if walking on the ground, without even the slightest pressure!

"Go!"

Mo Tianjiao also screamed, carrying the Quicksand Emperor Sword, and quickly rushed up the ladder.

"Thinking that you can beat me with the Quicksand Emperor Sword?"

Mo Wentian grinned and looked at Mo Tianjiao who was walking towards the top of the ladder beyond him, Mo Wentian didn't even have the slightest worry in his eyes.

The Dragon God Sky Formation is not so easy to go up.

"Eight thousand floors!"

Stepping on the eight thousand floor, Mo Wentian only felt a powerful dragon, crazily suppressed.

The sword intent of the fire dragon above Mo Wentian's head is soaring crazy.

"Compared to the seventh thousandth floor, the dragon here is ten times stronger!" Mo Wentian took a deep breath. The pressure of the eight thousandth floor is ten times that of the seventh thousandth floor. If he remembers correctly If so, the coercion of the ninth floor will be one hundred times that of the 8,000 floor!