Devouring Heaven Sword God

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"carry on!"

Physical recovery, Mo Wentian returned to the waterfall again, this time Mo Wentian, a heavy iron sword appeared in his hand!

The iron sword is three feet long, and even the sword is not open!

But in Mo Wentian's hands, this sword has become extremely mysterious. A sword is swung out, and the water under the waterfall flows with Mo Wutian's sword technique!

Once, twice ...

Under the waterfall, the figure is not tired, and landed again and again, into the water again and again!

"Isn't this kid still dead? Without a spiritual root, he can't become a real sword repair!"

"Well ... I heard that this kid will challenge Lin Xiao!"

"Challenge Lin Xiao, it's a joke. Lin Xiao is a fifth-class spiritual root and a strong quadruple power. How can he be a waste!"

"Pity……"

...

Mo Wentian watching sword practice under the waterfall, there was a lot of discussion around, some people ridiculed, some people regretted!

But Mo Wentian under the waterfall never wavered!

City main house.

Lin Xiao's courtyard.

"Waste, two wastes!"

Lin Xiaoqi shivered, more than a hundred gold coins, now it is gone!

More importantly, these gold coins also fell into Mo Wentian's hands!

This is simply naked shame!

"Mo Wentian, tomorrow will be the day of your appointment with me, tomorrow's battle, I will humiliate you in front of the entire East Sword City!"

In Lin Xiao's eyes, he was so murderous!

In the backyard of the city's main house, in a very magnificent courtyard, a cold and beautiful woman is playing a set of fierce swordsmanship.

"Miss, rumors outside, ask Master Tian to start practicing sword again, and this time under the waterfall!"

The woman stopped and a voice came from outside.

"Mo Wentian ..."

When the woman heard this, her expression suddenly became cold, and then she said, "What about practicing swords, without a spiritual root, I can never marry him!"

With a distaste in the eyes of women!

Under the waterfall.

Once again, Mo Wentian stood up slowly and practiced all day long.

Improving rapidly!

"It ’s too domineering. If you practice general exercises, I will enter the waterfall three times a day, but today ..."

Mo Wentian raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. Today, he has practiced under the waterfall seventeen times!

Seventeen cultivations, Mo Wentian has been able to persist for a quarter of an hour under the 100-meter waterfall!

That's a five-fold improvement over the first three minutes!

"Get here today and continue tomorrow!"

Mo Wentian, carrying a heavy iron sword, walked towards his run-down courtyard, and all eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

Do n’t ask me if it ’s unknown!

"Ask me, stop!"

Just when Mo Wentian turned and left two steps, a coquettish sound came suddenly!

"It's Miss Two, Miss Two is here!"

"This **** came here to practice swords. It turned out that I wanted to get Miss Er's attention!"

"Miss Er is a seventh-class spirit body. When she enters Lijian Realm, she will become a disciple of the three major sword gates!"

"Does this waste want lazy toads to eat swan meat?"

...

Talks rang out, turned their heads, and a delicate body fell into Mo Wentian's sight.

Seeing this figure, Mo Wentian was shocked.

"Ask Brother Tian, ​​can you teach me how to practice Qingxuan swordsmanship?"

"Ask Brother Tian, ​​when you wake up Jiu Lingling, I beg my father to let me marry you!"

...

"Mo Wentian, you don't even have one class of spiritual roots. I'm the seventh class of spiritual roots. From now on, you will leave and ask Tiange.

...

Every voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind. Mo Wentian was so relieved that he felt inexplicable.

"It turned out to be confidante, but it was just a joke ..."

Mo Wentian looked at Jiao Yan's woman, and her face recovered again.

Mo Qingcheng, Miss Mo's Second Family, Seventh-level Spiritual Roots.

"What are you looking for?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Qingcheng and asked indifferently.

Such a confidant, what nostalgia, pinch off feelings, Mo Wentian instantly calm in the heart!

"Mo Wentian, you don't even have a first-class spiritual root, and you can't become a sword repair again!"

"I know you want to get my attention, but you and Lin Xiao are about to fight, this is undoubtedly the most stupid behavior!"

"And my dad has agreed to the proposal of the Lin Family Jianzi of the General Sword City. Only the genius like the Lin Family Jianzi is worthy of me!"

"As for you, it's just a waste!"

Mo Wentian had not spoken yet, Mo Qingcheng stepped forward suddenly, his eyes were aggressive.

"waste!"

Mo Wentian was so angry that even if it was given to him, he didn't bother to play with it!

Although he didn't care, he wouldn't let others humiliate him!

"I don't know if I am a waste, I know it, but you ..."

Mo Wentian gave a slight meal, then said with disdain: "Xiao Xiaoqi and other spirit roots, but the frog at the bottom of the well, you ..."

"I'm not qualified to be a woman of my question!"

You are not qualified to be a woman of my question!

In a faint light, stubbornly, the people around him looked at each other stunned!

Mo Qingcheng is not qualified to be his woman?

"This waste is too arrogant. Miss Er is the seventh-level spiritual root. He even said that Miss Er is not qualified to be his woman!"

"It's arrogant to ask God ...!"

...

There was a lot of noise around, and Mo Qiancheng's cheeky face became even more red.

"Mo Wentian, no matter what you do, it will not be able to attract my attention anymore. You will get out of the city's capital tomorrow when you fight tomorrow!"

Mo Qingcheng roared and disappeared when he spread his body.

"Get your attention?"

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently. In the disdainful eyes of everyone, Mo Wutian returned to the courtyard.

Practice overnight!

In the morning, Mo Wentian woke up from cultivation.

Jian Xuan's body slowly moved, Mo Wentian opened his eyes, and there was a hidden edge in his eyes.

"Master, do you really want to compete with Lin Xiao?"

"Trust me?"

Patted Mo Qingyu's little head, Mo Wentian smiled slightly.

Cultivating last night, with the help of enhanced physique and psychic spirit, he successfully condensed four swords again!

Now Mo Wentian, although still focused on the spirit, but Mo Wentian's power is equivalent to four times yesterday!

"Five swordswords are equivalent to the quadruple of the general gathering of spirits!"

Mo Wentian whispered in his mouth.

This is the terrible way to eat the **** of heaven. The first-class spiritual root is equivalent to the general fifth-class spiritual root!

The weight of the nine swords is the same as that of the ordinary five swords!

"Master, it's time!"

Mo Qingwen looked at Mo Wentian, said nervously.

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Wentian nodded faintly, dragged the heavy iron sword in his hand, and casually walked towards the Yanwu Stadium of the main city!

"Look, Mo Wen is innocent!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and the whole Yanwu Stadium burst into an instant.

On the stage of Yanwu Stadium, Mo Wentian even saw several elders!

"Mo Wentian, you really dare to come!"

On the sword stage, Lin Xiao had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Mo Wentian, the cold on Lin Xiao's body suddenly skyrocketed!