Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 47: Complete the sword intent
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"What a heavy sword, this sword is at least two thousand catties!"
"I can't stop two thousand catties..."
"Mo Wentian's power is too strong!"
……
As the heavy sword came out, everyone instantly boiled.
At the moment the epee appeared, they only felt a rush of blood boiling in their bodies!
"The strength of this kid has improved again!"
The old man behind Hu Mei's mouth twitched slightly. He knew this sword very well.
Hu Mei prepared for Mo Wentian.
Exactly three thousand catties!
"Lifting the least weight is also a great achievement, even a perfect state!"
"What a great talent!"
……
The pupils of the three Patriarchs shrank violently. At this moment, they knew how evil Mo Wentian was.
Artistic conception!
That's artistic conception!
For Jian Xiu, although sword aura is strong, artistic conception is the most important thing.
Because artistic conception is the key to entering the Sword Emperor Realm!
Sword masters practice, gather spiritual energy in the gathering spirit realm, and cultivate sword power when leaving the sword realm. They can produce three-foot sword energy, and the sword master in the four-image realm can comprehend the four-imaging mood.
A sword came out, with the pressure of the supreme beast, it was terrifying.
And above the sword master.
That is the Eight Desolate Realm, the heaven and the earth, and I am the emperor.
Such a strong one is called the Sword Emperor!
Sword Xiu wants to enter the Four-Image Realm, he must understand the Sword Intent of the Four-Images, and if he wants to enter the Eight Desolate Realm, he must understand the Eight Desolate Artistic Realm!
Whether it is lifting light and heavy, or lifting heavy.
These are the original moods, for Jian Xiu, sword intent is the most powerful.
A general sword repairman wants to comprehend the mood, at least he has to reach the peak of the Lijian realm, but Mo Wentian, it seems that he has broken this rule, and he understands the mood in the Spirit Gathering Realm!
Moreover, I realized the degree of Consummation, so I went one step further.
That Mo Wentian can comprehend his own sword intent.
"You must kill this kid, otherwise when he grows up, the entire Mo family will fall into his hands!"
Mo Yizhan's eyes were full of coldness, and Yuan Tianmo and Qiu Li beside them also flickered with coldness.
Such a wicked evildoer cannot be used by oneself, so it must be destroyed.
"Such talent, no less than him..."
The old man behind Hu Mei couldn't help exclaiming.
"He?"
The light in Hu Mei's eyes skyrocketed.
He, but the real evildoer, looking at the entire Southern Region, no one can compare!
"Boy, if you are inferior to him, then you will definitely die. My Hu Mei golden charm is not something ordinary people can bear..."
A touch of unbearable appeared in Hu Mei's eyes, and then she gritted her teeth, her eyes indifferent.
"Sigh..."
The old man behind Hu Mei saw this scene and couldn't help sighing.
On the ring.
With the appearance of Mo Wentian's heavy sword, Yuan Chong's Sanyuan Jianqi was directly blocked by Mo Wentian.
"Eepee?"
Qiu Yuan gave Mo Wentian a mocking look.
In the East Sword City.
The heavy sword, that is a useless sword, only a strong sword energy is the highest!
"Golden Jiao Sword Technique!"
A purple long sword appeared in Qiu Yuan's hands.
The three-foot long sword is like a flood dragon, with weird swordsmanship, and one sword strikes out, like a flood dragon going out to sea, very terrifying.
"Strong swordsmanship!"
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, the epee in his hand swept out, and the mighty power directly blocked Qiu Yuan's sword.
"Stick and pedal..."
Qiu Yuan retreated three or four steps, but Mo Wentian stood firmly on the spot.
"Boy, die!"
At this moment, a disciple of the Yuan family from the Ninth Level of Spirit Gathering Realm suddenly pierced Mo Wentian's back.
"Will God, be careful!"
"Ask God!"
……
In the whole Mo family, there were a series of exclamations.
"Looking for death!"
Feeling the sharp sword aura behind him, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold.
"Chop me!"
The heavy sword in his hand, a simple split.
But with this sword, the Yuan family disciple's face suddenly became extremely pale, and then gritted his teeth, the sword in his hand continued to pierce Mo Wentian's chest.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp voice, and the long sword in the hands of the Yuan family disciple was directly shattered.
"The ants want to shake the elephant too!"
With a sarcasm, Mo Wentian slashed.
"Touch!"
The violent shaking made the man's body look like a bird and was shot and flew out.
It fell heavily on the ground.
"Puff..."
Blood spurted from his mouth and the man fell to the ground.
"Don't ask God!"
Yuan Tianmo's eyes are full of coldness.
Five people killed Mo Wentian, but now, Mo Wentian has killed one person.
"This is the beginning!"
Mo Wentian licked his bright red tongue.
These five people are going to die!
"Let's go together!"
The remaining two spirit gathering swordsmen shouted with trepidation.
Mo Wentian in front of him.
It is too strong.
"Two ants, die!"
A sword aura flew in his hand, the sword aura swept across, and two figures fell on the ring.
"This is Jian Qi!"
Not only the three Patriarchs, but Hu Mei and the entire group of people under the ring, stood up in shock.
Sword Qi, how is it possible?
Don't ask the genius eightfold of the Spirit Gathering Realm, how can it be possible to use sword energy!
"This kid is beyond my expectation!"
A bright light rose in Hu Mei's eyes, and the Spirit Gathering Realm condensed sword energy. Isn't this...
Break the rules of kendo.
At this moment, a glimmer of hope rose in Hu Mei's heart!
"Elder Mo, no matter how much you spend, you must keep him!"
Hu Mei said indifferently.
If first she fancyed the people behind Mo Wentian, then Hu Mei now fancy Mo Wentian even more.
Break the rules of kendo.
How many years hasn't this appeared in the Sword God Continent?
"Yes, miss!"
Mo Lao's eyes are also very solemn.
"How can you have sword spirit?"
"Is this impossible?"
Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Wentian with blank faces.
"There are still many things you don't know. In the next life, there will be bright spots. Some people are not something you can provoke!"
With a sneer, the mysterious iron epee in Mo Wentian's hand suddenly raised high above his head.
"Strong swordsmanship!"
"Strike across the mountain!"
Mo Wen stepped forward, and the mysterious iron sword in his hand fell straight on the ground.
"Boom..."
The whole ring shook, and a crack appeared in the center of the ring.
"Bump..."
Two powerful forces suddenly broke through the ground and hit Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan directly.
The two flew out.
"Puff puff..."
There was blood in the mouth, and the two of them stared at Mo Wentian impressively.
Too strong.
That power, at least reached the fifth level of Leaving Sword Realm!
"Die!"
Mo Wentian gave a sneer, and a flashing body appeared in front of Qiu Yuan, with the palm of his hand directly on Qiu Yuan's chest.
"Don't you want me to be better than to die, then I will let you pay for it, what is meant by life is better than death!"
"Heaven Devouring God Technique!"
"Ah..."
A miserable cry came, and Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Wentian in horror, his eyes raised, and Qiu Yuan's body began to wither quickly.
"Yuaner..."
Qiu Li's expression changed drastically, and he slammed into the ring.
"The enemy, this is a ring battle, do you want to break the rules?"
I don't know when, Old Mo's figure stood 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, Qiu Yuan's screams had stopped.
"Happy, hahaha..."
"Touch!"
Qiu Yuan's corpse was thrown out of the ring by Mo Wentian, and the dry corpse fell on the ground, scaring the people around him back quickly.
"Mo Wentian, I swear by Qiu Li, I will kill you!"
Qiu Li's eyes were murderous.
"And you!"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a splash of blood suddenly rose.
There is a terrible bloodthirsty touch in the blood-colored pupils.
"I, I, I..."
Yuan Chong's body trembled slightly, Mo Wentian in front of him was a demon!
If you give Yuan Chong another chance.
Yuan Chong will never go to the ring again.
"Dead!"
"No!"
"Chonger!"
Yuan Tianmo rushed to the ring frantically, but with Mo Lao, Yuan Tianmo was also stopped.
"Ah ah..."
The screams made people shudder, and two corpses fell under the ring.
On the ring.
The figure's eyes are murderous, as if even this world is going to be broken!
"All killed, all killed..."
Mo Yizhan muttered to himself, his body was a little bit cold.
Facing Mo Wentian in the Eightfold Spirit Gathering State.
At this moment, Mo Yizhan's heart suddenly felt regret.
If he didn't do the right thing with Mo Wentian, then finally...
"He must die!"
Mo Yizhan suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes, but for a moment, all the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
"Hahaha...Congratulations to Wentian for winning the position of the sword, this time the sword belongs to my Mo family again, this city lord, the old man will temporarily replace it!"
Mo Yizhan's hearty voice sounded in the void.