Devouring Heaven Sword God

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"That's the case, I don't know how to choose this sword candidate?"

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

"How to choose?"

Mo Yizhuang raised a brow, looked at Mo Wentian strangely, and then Shen Chen said: "Are you going to participate in the selection of candidates?"

"Yes!"

Mo Wentian nodded calmly.

"Mo Wentian wants to participate in the selection of Jianzi candidates?"

"This is a joke!"

"This candidate, Master Mo Han is already a swordsman from the sword realm, and Miss Er is also the pinnacle of the spirit. The remaining two are heard falling on Mo Yu and Mo Xuan!"

"There's a good show here!"

...

In the lobby, there was a lively moment.

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

Mo Yizhan asked in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Mo Wentian nodded again.

"This one……"

Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Tianxiao's look. When he saw that Mo Tianxiao's look hadn't changed at all, Mo Yizhan seemed to remember something, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "As long as you hand in three Zhu Guo, I can let you participate in the sword fight! "

"father!"

Mo Han was excited when he heard this.

"Be calm and restless!"

Mo shouted coldly.

"Yes, Dad!"

Mo Han stepped back quickly, but looking at Mo Wentian's look, it was extremely hot, Zhu Guo, but that is the spiritual fruit that can lift him from the peak of sword realm!

"Want Zhu Guo?"

Do not ask the look of heaven, extremely calm.

Then an indifferent voice.

Sounded again in the lobby.

"The battle of swords, I do n’t know if the sky will inevitably go. As for Zhu Guo, even if I take it to feed the dog, it will never leave a waste, ha ha ha ha ..."

Mo Wentian laughed wildly.

"presumptuous!"

Mo was furious.

"Mo Wentian, dare you say I'm waste?"

Mo Han said angrily.

"You are not what the waste is. Eighth-level spiritual roots. It took fifteen years to cultivate to the point of being away from the sword realm. This is on the Continent of the Sword God. Say you are waste or praise you!"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Han and said indifferently.

"Okay!"

Mo Han was furious, Mo also looked at Mo Wentian with a gloomy face.

"Mo Wentian, even if you want to participate in the battle of swords, you might as well fight with Mo Han. If you can defeat Mo Han, you can join the battle of swords, but if you lose!

"How about surrendering Zhu Guo?"

Just then, Lin Cheng's voice came suddenly.

"Fight with Mo Han?"

The crowd looked slightly fixed, and even Mo Tianxiao next to him stood up from his seat.

"Ask God, as long as you want to participate in the sword battle, I will give you a place now, and I dare not treat you with me?"

Mo Tianxiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with sorrow.

"no need!"

Mo Wentian waved his hand slightly, looking at Mo Tianxiao, Mo Wentian suddenly said: "If Mo Han can't beat me, how can you and my brother be at ease!"

"This……"

"Trust me!"

Mo Wentian is extremely confident in his eyes.

Seeing Mo Wentian's look, Mo Tianxiao's body shook slightly, and the worry in her heart, at this moment, a lot of natural disappeared.

"You have to be careful!"

Mo Tianxiao whispered softly.

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Wentian nodded.

Then take a step forward.

A sudden flash of light and a violent vibration shook Mo Wutian's hands, centering on Mo Wutian.

"war!"

A simple word, but with an immense momentum to break through Jiuxiao.

"Is this an epee?"

"Oh my god, this epee seems to have at least two or three thousand pounds. Who can shake such a heavy epee!"

"It is rumored that Mo Wentian killed Qiu Sanjin with his epee. Is there any hidden means he can't do?"

...

The crowd was stunned for a while.

"Epée, hahaha ..."

Mo Han laughed.

But didn't see it.

Lin Cheng's eyes were incomparably bright.

This sword.

Sure enough, in Mo Wentian's body.

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

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

Lin Cheng was so angry.

Think about it.

Lin Cheng came to understand in an instant, when he asked Mo Tian for asking, he was just playing him!

A Mo's waste.

Where can there be hundreds of thousands of gold coins?

"Dare to play with me, I will make you die!"

Lin Cheng's eyes were terrible.

"Master Lin Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

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: "Does the girl from Qing Cheng know, what's wrong with Mo Wentian recently?"

"Don't ask God's anomaly?"

Mo Qingcheng frowned, and then said, "Wen Tian has recently awakened a first-class spiritual root, but has beheaded the three young masters of the enemy, and has also won three Zhu Guo!"

"First-class spiritual roots?"

"The third master of the enemy's family?"

"Three Zhu Guo?"

Lin Cheng's brow frowned deeply. How did the first-class spiritual roots seize Zhu Guo in the hands of many talented disciples?

"It seems this kid should have an adventure!"

Lin Cheng's eyes flashed, looking at Mo Wentian's look, Lin Cheng's eyes raised a fiery fiery flame.

If we can capture the adventures of Mo Wentian.

Isn't he ...

"Ask God, you have to fight, then fight, Haner, you have to be careful, remember not to hurt the sky!"

When Mo Motian saw Mo Wentian going to battle, his face instantly smiled.

Then he turned his head and instructed Mo Han.

"Dad, I will treat him well!"

Mo Han's eyes were so angry.

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

These three Zhu Guo.

It should belong to him!

"Qing Xuan's sword!"

"Oh!"

Cold drinks came, and the sword came out.

With the flickering aura of sword light, Mo Wentian was instantly killed. When facing the six energetic Mo Wentian, Mo Han even chose ...

Sneak attack!

"How despicable!"

"Mo Wentian is just a waste of first-class spiritual roots. It is a shame to face the waste as well!"

...

In the eyes of everyone, they could not help raising a scorn.

Mo Tianxiao sitting on the seat.

The evil spirit on his body is extremely terrible.

"A sneak attack?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a hidden light.

Immediately stepped forward, the blue tendons violently rose up, Mo Wentian grabbed the hilt of the epee!

"Get me up!"

"Booming ..."

The entire hall was shaking, the giant sword trembling, and a terrible force spread from Mo Wentian.

"So strong!"

Lin Cheng's eyes skyrocketed.

The other Mo family disciples also quickly backed off!

"Mo Wentian, you think you can defeat me with a big sword. You are just a waste of first-class roots. Today I will tell you that in front of me, you will always be a waste!

In Mo Han's eyes, he was so murderous.

"Waste?"

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

at this moment.

The three-pound heavy epee was finally lifted by Mo Wentian, and where the epee passed, a steady mountain-like breath swept out.

"Qing Xuan Jian Qi!"

"Oh!"

The sword fell on the epee, but there was no change at all.

Don't ask the sky's body.

Did not even move.

"how can that be?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Han lost his face.