Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 39: The power of the epee

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"It is so, I don't know how to choose this sword candidate?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Yizhan and asked with a smile.

"How to choose?"

Mo Yizhan raised his brows, gave Mo Wentian a strange look, and then said in a deep voice, "Are you going to participate in the selection of candidates?"

"Yes!"

Mo Wentian nodded calmly.

"Does Wentian want to participate in the selection of Jianzi candidates?"

"This is just a joke!"

"This time the candidate, Young Master Mo Han is already a swordsman out of the sword realm, and the second young lady is also the pinnacle of gathering spirits. The remaining two are heard to fall on Mo Yu and Mo Xuan!"

"Here is a good show!"

……

In the hall, it became lively in an instant.

"Do you really want to participate in the selection of candidates?"

Mo Yizhan asked in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Mo Wentian nodded again.

"This..."

Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Tianxiao's expression. When Mo Yizhan saw that there was no change in Mo Tianxiao's expression, Mo Yizhan seemed to remember something, and suddenly his eyes flickered and said: "As long as you hand over three Zhu Guo, I can let you participate in the sword fight!"

"Father!"

When Mo Han heard this, his eyes instantly became excited.

"Be safe and not restless!"

Mo Yizhan shouted coldly.

"Yes, father!"

Mo Han quickly retreated, but looking at Mo Wentian's expression, he was extremely hot, Zhu Guo, that was the spirit fruit that could lift him to the peak of the Sword Realm!

"Want Zhu Guo?"

Mo Wentian's expression is extremely calm.

Then indifferent voice.

It sounded in the lobby again.

"The battle between swordsmen, I will definitely go to Wentian. As for Zhu Guo, even if I take it to feed the dog, it will definitely not be left as a waste, hahahaha..."

Mo Wentian laughed presumptuously.

"Presumptuous!"

Mo Yizhan looked furious.

"Mo Wentian, do you dare to say that I am a waste?"

Mo Han said with an angry face.

"You are not a trash, what is it, eight-class spirit roots, only fifteen years after you have cultivated to the first level of the Sword Realm, this is on the Sword God Continent. If you are a trash or praise you!"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Han and said coldly.

"Good, good!"

Mo Han was furious, and Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Wentian gloomily.

"Mo Wentian, if you want to participate in the sword fight, you might as well fight with Mo Han. If you can defeat Mo Han, you can naturally participate in the sword fight, but if you lose!"

"How about handing over Zhu Guo?"

At this moment, Lin Cheng's voice suddenly came.

"Fighting with Mo Han?"

The expressions of everyone condensed slightly, and even Mo Tianxiao next to him stood up from his seats.

"Wen God, as long as you want to participate in the sword fight, I will give you a place now. With me, they dare not do anything to you?"

Mo Tianxiao looked at Mo Wentian, and said with stern anger.

"No more!"

Mo Wentian waved his hand slightly and looked at Mo Tianxiao with his eyes. Mo Wentian suddenly said: "If I can't even defeat Mo Han, how can you and my brother go away!"

"This..."

"Trust me!"

Mo Wentian's eyes are extremely confident.

Seeing Mo Wentian's expression, Mo Tianxiao's body shook slightly, and the worries in his heart naturally disappeared a lot at this moment.

"You have to be careful!"

Mo Tianxiao said softly.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wentian nodded.

Then one step forward.

Mo Wentian's hands suddenly flashed, and a violent vibration spread out with Mo Wentian as the center.

"War!"

A simple word, but with an incomparable momentum.

"This is the epee?"

"Oh my god, this epee looks at least two or three kilograms at least. Who can swing such a heavy epee!"

"It is rumored that Mo Wentian killed Qiu Sanjin with an epee. Does he have any hidden means?"

……

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Eepee, hahaha..."

Mo Han burst out laughing.

But I didn't see it.

The incomparable light of a man in Lin Cheng's eyes.

This sword.

Sure enough, it was on Mo Wentian.

Although the entire sword was wrapped in an unknown monster skin, Lin Cheng still recognized it. This sword is the epee in the auction house!

"Mo family's waste, dare to compete with me!"

Lin Cheng's heart was full of anger.

Think carefully.

Lin Cheng understood in an instant. When Mo Wentian asked for a price, he was playing tricks!

A waste from the Mo family.

Where will there be hundreds of thousands of gold coins?

"Dare to play with me Lin Cheng, I will make you better than dead!"

In Lin Cheng's eyes, the evil spirit is extremely terrifying.

"Master Lin Cheng, what makes you uncomfortable?"

Mo Qingcheng next to Lin Cheng felt the fluctuation of Lin Cheng's breath and couldn't help asking softly.

"I'm fine!"

Lin Cheng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, then grinned at Mo Qingcheng and said: "Girl Qingcheng knows, what's wrong with Mo Wentian recently?"

"Mo Wentian's anomaly?"

Mo Qingcheng frowned, and then he said: "Wen Tian recently awakened the first-class spirit root, but he killed the enemy's three young masters, and also won three Zhu Guo!"

"First-class spiritual root?"

"The enemy's three young masters?"

"Three vermilion fruits?"

Lin Cheng's brows furrowed deeply, how did the first-class spirit root seize Zhu Guo from the hands of so many talented disciples?

"It seems that this kid should have some adventure!"

Lin Cheng's eyes flashed, looking at Mo Wentian's expression, Lin Cheng's eyes were filled with fiery heat.

If I could seize the adventure of Mo Wentian.

Isn't he...

"Wen Tian, ​​you actually want to fight, then fight, Han'er, you have to be careful, remember not to hurt Wen Tian!"

Mo Yizhan saw Mo Wentian going to fight, and his face instantly smiled.

Immediately turned his head, and ordered to Mo Han.

"Father, I will definitely entertain him!"

Mo Han's eyes were full of anger.

In Mo Han's heart, fierce jealousy rose up, a waste, what qualifications to enjoy Zhu Guo.

These three vermilion fruits.

It should belong to him!

"Qingxuan One Sword!"

"Qiang!"

A cold drink came, and the spirit sword came out of its sheath.

The sword aura gleaming with aura, killing Mo Wentian in a flash, when facing the sixth-level Mo Wentian, Mo Han actually chose...

Sneak attack!

"So despicable!"

"Mo Wentian is just a **** of first-class spiritual roots, and it is a shame to attack him in the face of rubbish!"

……

In everyone's eyes, there was a touch of contempt.

Mo Tianxiao sitting in the seat.

The evil spirit on his body is even more terrifying.

"Sneak attack?"

A faint light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

Suddenly stepped forward, and the veins in his hand violently, Mo Wentian grabbed the hilt of the heavy sword!

"Get me started!"

"Rumble..."

The entire hall was shaking, the giant sword trembling, and an extremely terrifying force spread from Mo Wentian.

"So strong!"

The light in Lin Cheng's eyes skyrocketed.

The other disciples of the Mo family stepped back quickly!

"Mo Wentian, you think you will be able to defeat me if your sword is great. You are just a waste of first-class spiritual roots. Today I will tell you that you will always be a waste in front of my Mo Han!"

Mo Han's eyes were murderous.

"Waste?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a sharp sword light slowly rose.

At this moment.

The 3,000-jin heavy epee was finally lifted by Mo Wentian, wherever the epee passed, a steady mountain-like aura swept out.

"Qingxuan Jianqi!"

"Qiang!"

The sword energy fell on the epee, but there was not even the slightest change.

Mo Wentian's body.

It didn't even move.

"How is this possible?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Han looked lost.