Devouring Heaven Sword God

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"No problem, you retreat ..."

Mo Wentian coldly sang, then immediately released the fire dragon sword in his hand.

"Buzz ..."

The golden rope came instantly, directly trapping Mo Wentian's fire dragon sword.

At the moment when the sword was locked by the rope, Mo Wentian felt only a trembling of his mind, and his connection with the sword was instantly disappeared.

"Sure enough it's a sword lock!"

Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and he cut off his connection with the Fire Dragon Sword directly. Who can do it, except for the top quality imperial sword lock rope?

"Master, he is ..."

A faint gleam flashed in the eyes of the burial monkey.

"Do it!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian turned his palms into claws and grabbed directly at the lock sword rope.

"Buzz ..."

It seems that the power of Mo Wentian's claw was sensed, and the flashing of the sword's rope turned out to be trying to escape.

"Already appeared, still want to leave?"

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, Chihiro stepped forward, and caught up with the locked sword rope directly.

"Give me back!"

"bump!"

A violent collision came, and Mo Wentian's palm landed directly on the lock sword rope.

"Buzz ..."

A powerful force emanated from the locked sword rope.

"Owner's top-grade imperial weapon, also wants to escape my Mo Wentian's control?"

With a smile of indifference, Mo Wentian's palm was slightly hardened, and a golden light gathered on Mo Wentian's palm.

"Tianjian refers to mans!"

"Hmm ..."

Several sword qi fell, the sword qi and the locked sword rope collided together, one after another shining.

"Roar……"

At this moment, the burial sky monkey suddenly appeared above the lock sword rope, punched directly toward the lock sword rope.

"Just here!"

Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.

"Buzz ..."

Feeling the punch of burying the sky monkey, the lock sword rope seemed to want to leave immediately, but was caught by Mo Wentian's palm, the lock sword rope could not be avoided at all.

"boom……"

A punch fell on the lock sword rope, and the lock sword rope directly released Mo Wentian's Fire Dragon Sword. A weak connection came. Mo Wen Tian's heart moved, and the Fire Dragon Sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Sword Eater!"

"Buzz ..."

A supreme sword intention spread out from Mo Wentian, the terrible sword intention swept out, and the locked sword rope suddenly shook.

"Submit!"

"Otherwise, the emperor ruined you directly!"

Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded in the room.

"Buzz ..."

The trembling of the locked sword rope seemed to be a little hesitant.

"Unsubmit, then destroy!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the cold air skyrocketed, and the fire dragon sword made a mysterious trace, and fell directly towards the lock sword rope.

"Hmm ..."

A metal collision came, and the sword-locking rope was directly hit by Mo Wentian Yijian to the ground.

Mysterious runes rose, and the sword-lock rope trembled wildly.

"Submit ..."

Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded again.

"Buzz ..."

The lock sword rope receded steadily, and then it seemed that a decision had been made. The lock sword rope suddenly stopped in the void, and the mysterious runes on the lock sword rope began to disappear.

"Submitted ..."

A joy in Mo Wentian's eyes, although the lock sword rope is only a top quality weapon, it is worse than his fire dragon sword, but the role of the lock sword rope is difficult to estimate.

Especially here ...

Dragon Temple.

"Lock the sword rope, refine!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian dropped a drop of blood on the lock sword rope. At the next moment, the light on the lock sword skyrocketed, turning into a golden mansion, and entering Mo Wentian's body.

"Protect me!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian quickly sat down with his knees crossed.

"Buzz ..."

The surrounding aura quickly entered Mowentian.

"what happened?"

In the small courtyard, Hongjiao's eyes raised a little suspicion, and then the figure flashed and landed in the room.

In the room.

Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged, and each aura formed a huge vortex above Mo Wentian's head. A steady stream of aura quickly entered Mo Wentian's body.

"This absorbs Reiki quickly!"

Hong Jiao's eyes skyrocketed. Even if she was a four-turned sword emperor, she wouldn't have such a vast scene when she practiced.

"Who is he?"

Hong Jiao's eyes flashed suddenly, the first emperor in the southern region?

Kendo talent against the sky?

Looking at Mo Wentian, Hong Jiao suddenly felt that Mo Wentian in front of him was completely a mystery, and he seemed to have countless secrets ...

"Roar……"

Just then, Mo Wen's four idols suddenly lighted up.

An extremely dreadful kendo will rise from Mo Wentian.

"this is……"

Hongjiao's pupils shrank violently, and then her face shook, "King of the sword!"

"how can that be?"

Hong Jiao's eyes are full of incredible, the king of swords, the legendary king of swords?

"Get out ..."

At the moment Hongjiao stared at Mo Wentian in shock, a fierce breath suddenly struck, and Hongjiao subconsciously blocked a sword in her chest.

"bump!"

Hong Jiao's body flew out.

"This is the monster!"

Hongjiao took a breath and was hit by the buried monkey. Hongjiao just felt as if her whole body was about to fall apart, her arms trembling.

"This demon emperor is no worse than me!"

Hong Jiao's eyes were extremely dignified. For the first time, he felt Mo Wentian's horror.

Even the demon emperor, who is comparable to the four-turned sword emperor, can be subdued by Mo Wentian, but the cultivation of Mo Wentian is not ...

"boom……"

The next moment, the sword rose into the sky in the room, and there were numerous roars inside, a powerful coercion, spreading wildly around.

"King in the sword!"

The faint four words sounded, and Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.

In those cold eyes.

As if a supreme excalibur appeared, the excalibur wielded, the mountains and rivers shattered, and the heavens and the earth disappeared ...

"Finally reached the peak of the swordsman!"

The breath on my body receded like a tide.

After refining and locking the sword rope, Mo Wentian originally reached the eighth level of the sword division and finally rushed into the nineth level of the sword division.

Reached the peak of the sword division.

"Now I can easily kill the sword king with three turns, even the sword king with four turns ..."

"It can be defeated!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the light soared, and then it seemed to remember something. Mo Wu Tian's cold eyes suddenly fell on Hong Jiao's body.

"Mo Wentian ..."

As Mo Wentian's eyes dropped, Hongjiao's body shook slightly.

In this look, Hongjiao seemed to feel that all the secrets on her body were all seen through by Mo Wentian.

"Next time, then die!"

Mo Wentian passed a pair of cold murderous in his cold eyes.

Swordsman practice is the most dangerous time.

If it hadn't been for the burial monkey to protect him, then ...

Terrible!

"dead!"

Hong Jiao's body trembled. If Mo Wentian started to say this to her, she would inevitably laugh at it.

But hearing Mo Wentian's words again, Hong Jiao's heart suddenly felt a cool air.

King of swords. In front of Mo Wentian, her pride was vulnerable!