Chapter 47

"What a heavy sword, this sword is at least 2000 Jin!"

"I think it's more than 2000 Jin..."

"Don't ask the power of heaven is too strong!"

……

As the Epee came out, the crowd instantly became boiling.

At the moment when the Epee appeared, they only felt a rush of blood boiling in their bodies!

"This boy's strength has improved again!"

The old man behind Hu Mei drew his mouth slightly. He knew this sword very well.

Hu Mei prepared it for Mo Wentian.

It's just 3000 Jin!

"Lifting weights like light is at least a great achievement, even a perfect realm!"

"What a talent!"

……

The pupils of the three owners contracted violently. At this moment, they learned not to ask how evil the sky was.

Artistic Conception!

That's Artistic Conception!

For sword cultivation, although the sword spirit is strong, the artistic conception is the most important.

Because artistic conception is the key to enter the realm of jianhuang!

The sword cultivates, gathers the aura in the spirit realm, and cultivates the sword yuan force from the sword realm, which can play three feet of sword Qi. The swordsman in the four image realm can understand the four image artistic conception.

The sword came out with the pressure of the supreme beast, which was extremely terrible.

And above the swordsman.

That is the eight wastelands, the eight wastelands of heaven and earth, and I am the only emperor.

Such a strong man is called the sword emperor!

Jian Xiu wants to enter the four image realm, he must understand the meaning of the four image sword, and wants to enter the eight wasteland, he must understand the eight wasteland Artistic Conception!

Whether lifting light as heavy, or lifting heavy as light.

This is the first artistic conception. For sword cultivation, sword meaning is the most powerful.

General sword cultivation wants to understand the artistic conception, at least it needs to reach the peak of leaving the sword realm, but don't ask the sky. It seems that you have broken this rule. In the spirit gathering realm, you understand the Artistic Conception!

But also realized the degree of perfection, and further.

Then don't ask the sky, you can understand the meaning of your own sword.

"You must kill this boy, or when he grows up, the whole Mo family will fall into his hands!"

Mo Yizhan's eyes were cold, and Yuan Tianmo and Qiu Li, who were next to him, also flashed cold.

If such a demon cannot be used by itself, it must be destroyed.

"Such a talent, it's no worse than him..."

The old man behind Hu Mei couldn't help but exclaim.

"Him?"

The light in Hu Mei's eyes soared.

He is a real demon. Looking at the whole southern region, no one can match him!

"Boy, if you are not as good as him, you will die. My Hu Mei's golden charm is not something ordinary people can bear..."

Hu Mei's eyes Rose with a touch of intolerance, and then she clenched her teeth, and her eyes were cold and boundless.

"Alas..."

Seeing this scene, the old man behind Hu Mei couldn't help sighing.

On the challenge arena.

With the emergence of Mo Wentian's epee, Yuan Chong's three yuan sword Qi was directly blocked by Mo Wentian.

"Epee?"

Qiu yuan gave Mo Wentian a sarcastic look.

In Dongjian city.

Epee, that is useless sword. Only a strong sword spirit is supreme!

"Jin Jiao sword technique!"

A purple sword appeared in Qiu yuan's hand.

The long sword is three feet long, just like a dragon. Its sword technique is strange. When it comes out, it looks like a dragon going to sea, which is very terrible.

"Powerful sword technique!"

Don't ask the sky with a indifferent smile. The heavy sword in your hand swept out, and the vast momentum directly blocked Qiu yuan's sword.

"Deng Deng Deng..."

Qiu yuan's body retreated threeorfour steps, while Mo Wentian stood firmly in place.

"Boy, go to hell!"

At this time, a yuan family disciple of julingjing jiuzhong suddenly stabbed Mo Wentian on the back.

"Ask the young master, be careful!"

"Ask the sky!"

……

There were startling cries from the whole Mo family.

"Death!"

Feel the sharp sword behind you, don't ask the sky for a flash of cold in your eyes.

"Chop it!"

The Epee in your hand, a simple chop.

But under this sword, the yuan family disciple's face suddenly became extremely pale, and then he gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand continued to stab Mo Wentian in the chest.

"Click!"

The crisp voice came, and the long sword in the hands of the yuan family disciples was directly smashed.

"Mole ants also want to shake elephants!"

With a sneer, don't ask the sky and chop down with a sword.

"Touch!"

With a violent vibration, the man's body was like a bird, which was patted and flew out.

Fell heavily on the ground.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the man fell to the ground.

"Don't ask the sky!"

Yuan Tianmo's eyes were cold.

Five people killed Mo Wentian, but now, Mo Wentian has killed one person instead.

"This is the beginning!"

Don't ask heaven to lick his bright red tongue.

These five people are going to die!

"Let's go together!"

The remaining two soul gathering swordsmen shouted with fear on their faces.

Don't ask the sky in front of you.

It's too strong.

"Two mole ants, die!"

He hit a sword in his hand, and the sword flashed, and two figures fell on the challenge arena.

"This is sword spirit!"

Not only the three owners, but also Hu Mei and the whole people under the challenge arena stood up in shock.

Jianqi, how can it be?

Don't ask genius julingjing Bazhong, how can he play sword Qi!

"This boy is really beyond my expectation!"

A bright light rose in Hu Mei's eyes, and the spirit gathering realm condensed the sword spirit. Isn't this

Broke the rules of kendo.

At this moment, a touch of hope rose in Hu Mei's heart!

"Mo Lao, no matter how much it costs, we must keep him!"

Hu Mei said coldly.

If at first she took a fancy to the person behind Mo Wentian, now Hu Mei takes a fancy to Mo Wentian even more.

Break the rules of kendo.

This has not appeared in the sword God continent for many years?

"Yes, miss!"

Mo Lao's eyes are also extremely dignified.

"How can you have sword spirit?"

"This is impossible?"

Yuan Chong and Qiu yuan looked at Mo Wentian absently.

"There are many things you don't know. In your next life, keep your eyes on the bright spot. Some people, you can't provoke!"

With a sneer, don't ask the dark iron Epee in heaven's hand, and suddenly raise it above your head.

"Powerful sword technique!"

"Fighting across the mountain!"

Don't ask if the dark iron sword in your hand fell straight on the ground.

"Boom..."

The whole arena shook, and a crack appeared in the center of the arena.

"Touch..."

Two powerful forces suddenly broke the ground and directly hit Yuan Chong and Qiu yuan.

The two flew upside down.

"Poof..."

With blood in their mouths, they stared at Mo Wentian with their faces full of awe.

Too strong.

That force, at least, reached the five levels of leaving the sword!

"Die!"

Mo Wentian sneered and flashed in front of Qiu yuan. His palm fell directly on Qiu yuan's chest.

"Don't you want me to live better than die? Then I'll let you suffer. What is life better than death!"

"Devour the divine formula!"

"Ah..."

The sad cry came, and Qiu yuan looked at Mo Wentian with a frightened face. His eyes bulged, and Qiu yuan's body began to dry up quickly.

"Yuan er..."

Qiu Li's expression changed greatly, and he dodged and rushed straight to the challenge arena.

"Enemy, this is a challenge arena. Do you want to break the rules?"

I don't know when Mo Lao's figure blocked in front of the challenge arena.

"Hoomo, do you really want to keep this waste?"

The cold in Qiu Li's eyes soared. In this moment, Qiu yuan's scream had stopped.

"Happy, hahaha..."

"Touch!"

Qiu yuan's body was thrown out of the arena by Mo Wentian, and the dried body fell on the ground, frightening the people around him to retreat quickly.

"Don't ask the sky, I swear to kill you!"

Qiu Li's eyes are murderous.

"And you!"

Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly rose a touch of blood red.

In the bloody pupil, there was a terrible thirst for blood.

"I, I, I..."

Yuan Chong's body trembled slightly. Don't ask the sky in front of him. He was simply a demon!

If you give Yuan Chong another chance.

Yuan Chong will never go to the challenge arena again.

"Death!"

"No!"

"Chong ER!"

Yuan Tianmo rushed frantically to the challenge arena, but with Mo Lao, yuan Tianmo was also stopped.

"Ah ah..."

The scream made people shudder, and two bodies fell under the challenge arena.

On the challenge arena.

In the eyes of that figure, the murderous spirit soared to the sky, as if even this piece of heaven and earth were going to be destroyed!

"All killed, all killed..."

Mo Yizhan talked to himself, and his body was a little cold.

Don't ask the sky in the face of the eight levels of gathering spirit.

At this moment, Mo Yizhan suddenly had a sense of regret in his heart.

If he doesn't do the right thing with Mo Wentian, then in the end

"He must die!"

Mo Yizhan's eyes suddenly became murderous, but for a moment, all the murderous intentions in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

"Hahaha... Congratulations on asking heaven to win the position of Jianzi. This time, the sword belongs to my mo family again. I will temporarily replace the position of city master!"

Mo Yizhan's bright voice sounded in the void.