Chapter 173 The Peak Sword Master

"It's okay, you go back first..."

Mo Wentian let out a cold shout, and immediately let go of the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand.

"Buzz..."

The golden rope came in an instant, directly trapping Mo Wentian's Fire Dragon Sword.

The moment the fire dragon sword was trapped by the lock rope, Mo Wentian only felt his heart tremble, and the connection between himself and the fire dragon sword disappeared instantly.

"Sure enough, it's the sword rope!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared, directly cutting off his connection with the Huolongjian, who else could do it except the high-grade imperial weapon lock sword rope?

"Master, he is..."

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the funeral monkey.

"Do it!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian's palms turned into claws, and he directly grabbed the sword rope.

"Buzz..."

As if sensing the power of Mo Wentian's claw, he flashed the sword rope and wanted to escape.

"It has already appeared, and you still want to leave?"

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, unfolded the Qianxun Steps, and directly caught up with the sword rope.

"Come back to me!"

"bump!"

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

"Buzz..."

Waves of powerful force emanated from the rope that locked the sword.

"The ownerless high-grade imperial weapon also wants to escape from my grasp, Mo Wentian?"

Smiling indifferently, Mo Wentian exerted a slight force on his palm, and a golden light gathered on Mo Wentian's palm.

"Heaven Sword Finger Glow!"

"Pfft..."

Several strands of sword energy fell, and the sword energy collided with the sword lock rope, shining golden lights one after another.

"Roar……"

At this moment, the Zangtian Monkey suddenly appeared above the sword-locking rope, and punched it directly towards the sword-locking rope.

"Just in time!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared.

"Buzz..."

Feeling the punch of Zangtian Monkey, the sword rope seemed to want to leave immediately, but was caught by Mo Wentian's palm, and the sword rope couldn't dodge at all.

"boom……"

A fist landed on the sword lock rope, and the sword lock rope let go of Mo Wentian's Fire Dragon Sword directly, a weak connection came, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the Fire Dragon Sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Sword bites the sky!"

"Buzz..."

A supreme sword intent spread from Mo Wentian's body, the terrifying sword intent swept out, and the rope that locked the sword suddenly trembled.

"Surrender!"

"Otherwise, this emperor will directly destroy you!"

Mo Wentian's cold voice resounded in the room.

"Buzz..."

The sword rope was trembling crazily, as if he was hesitating.

"If you don't surrender, you will be destroyed!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the coldness rose sharply, and the fire dragon sword drew a mysterious trace, and fell directly towards the sword rope.

"Clang..."

A metal collision came, and the sword lock rope was directly knocked down to the ground by Mo Wentian's sword.

Mysterious runes rose one after another, and the sword rope trembled crazily.

"Surrender..."

Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded again.

"Buzz..."

The sword-locking rope retreated step by step, and then it seemed that some decision had been made. The sword-locking rope suddenly stopped in the void, and the mysterious runes on the sword-locking rope also began to disappear.

"Surrender..."

Mo Wentian was overjoyed, although the sword lock rope was only a high-grade imperial weapon, and it was a bit worse than his Fire Dragon Sword, but the effect of the sword lock rope was hard to estimate.

Especially here...

In the Dragon Temple.

"Lock the sword rope, refining!"

With a cold shout, a drop of Mo Wentian's blood fell on the rope of the sword lock, and the next moment, the light on the sword lock exploded, turning into a golden light, and entering Mo Wentian's body.

"Defend the law for me!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian quickly sat down cross-legged.

"Buzz..."

The surrounding aura quickly entered Mo Wentian's body.

"what happened?"

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

inside the room.

Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged, a stream of spiritual energy formed a huge vortex above Mo Wentian's head, and the continuous stream of spiritual energy quickly entered Mo Wentian's body.

"The speed of absorbing spiritual energy is so fast!"

The light in Hongjiao's eyes soared, even if she was a four-turn sword emperor, there would not be such a vast scene as Mo Wentian when she was practicing.

"Who the hell is he?"

Hongjiao's eyes suddenly flickered, the number one alchemy emperor in the Southern Region?

Heaven-defying talent in swordsmanship?

Looking at Mo Wentian, Hongjiao suddenly felt that Mo Wentian in front of her was a complete mystery, as if there were countless secrets hidden in him...

"Roar……"

At this moment, the four statues in Mo Wentian's body suddenly lit up.

An incomparably terrifying swordsmanship shot up from Mo Wentian's body.

"This is……"

Hongjiao's pupils contracted violently, and then she said in shock, "The King of Swords!"

"How can this be?"

Hongjiao's eyes were full of disbelief, the king of swords, the legendary king of swords?

"Get out..."

The moment Hongjiao was staring at Mo Wentian in shock, a ferocious aura suddenly struck, and Hongjiao subconsciously blocked her chest with a long sword.

"bump!"

Hong Jiao's body flew upside down.

"This is that monster!"

Hongjiao gasped, and was bumped by the Zantian Monkey. Hongjiao felt as if her whole body was about to fall apart, and her arms were trembling.

"This demon emperor's fighting power is no worse than mine!"

Hongjiao's eyes were extremely solemn, for the first time, he felt the fear of Mo Wentian.

Even Mo Wentian, the demon emperor who is comparable to the four-turn sword emperor, can subdue him, so wouldn't Mo Wentian's cultivation be...

"boom……"

The next moment, the sword intent shot up into the sky in the room, and there were countless roars, and powerful coercion spread crazily towards the surroundings.

"King of Swords!"

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

In those cold eyes.

It seems as if a supreme sword appeared, and when the sword was swung out, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the heavens and the earth died...

"Finally reached the peak sword master!"

The breath on his body receded like a tide.

After refining and locking the sword rope, Mo Wentian originally reached the eighth level of sword master, and finally broke into the ninth level of sword master.

Reached the peak of the sword master.

"Right now, I can easily kill the sword emperor of the third rank, even the sword emperor of the fourth rank..."

"It can also be defeated!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes shot up, and then he seemed to remember something, and Mo Wentian's cold eyes suddenly fell on Hongjiao's body.

"Don't ask God..."

Following Mo Wentian's eyes falling, Hongjiao's body trembled slightly.

Under this gaze, Hongjiao seemed to feel that all the secrets in her body had been seen through by Mo Wentian.

"If there is another time, then die!"

In Mo Wentian's cold eyes, a cold murderous aura flashed across.

Swordsmen practice, that is the most dangerous time.

If he hadn't been protected by the Sky Burying Monkey just now, what would have happened...

Terrible!

"die!"

Hongjiao's body trembled, if Mo Wentian said this to her at the beginning, she would inevitably laugh mockingly.

But when she heard Mo Wentian's words again, Hongjiao's heart suddenly felt cold.

King of swords.

In front of Mo Wentian, her pride was vulnerable!