Chapter 201 Gathering the Powerful

"wanted……"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a cold light flashed.

Mo Wentian couldn't see the possessiveness in the young man's eyes.

"Don't ask me how you dare to covet a woman like that?"

"Today is your death day!"

His eyes turned cold, Mo Wentian said in a deep voice: "You all stand down, these three people, let me come..."

"Master..."

"Ask God!"

Tianhu and Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian worriedly.

"It's just three ants!"

Don't ask the two of Tianchao and smile slightly.

"If you dare to hurt the young master, I will burn you with a small fire dragon..."

Glancing fiercely at the three of them, Qingyu waved his hand, and a fire dragon several feet in length appeared, and the fire dragon circled around Qingyu's body, and streams of incomparably terrifying fire energy spread out from Qingyu's body.

"The seven-fold sword emperor, this fire energy is comparable to the ordinary eight-fold sword emperor..."

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, who has the highest cultivation in the Sword King Pavilion?

It's not Mo Wentian, it's not Tianhu...

But whisper!

Sleeping can improve one's cultivation level. In terms of cultivation speed, who can compare to Qingyu?

"What a pure fire power. If I can devour her fire power, maybe my fire attribute will mutate..."

In Qing Hao's eyes, there was a bit of frenzy again.

"Master, be careful!"

Qingyu exhorted Mo Wentian, and then backed away.

Tianhu also backed away.

"Boy, these two women will belong to me from now on. Don't worry, I will take good care of them!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Hao said with an evil smile on his face.

"Take good care of them?"

Mo Wentian's eyes turned cold, and then the light flashed in his hand, and the Thunder Emperor Sword appeared in the palm of Mo Wentian's hand.

"All of you today, don't even think about leaving!"

A cold voice sounded in the void, and the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure suddenly disappeared.

"A Thousand Paths!"

"Sword bites the sky!"

As soon as the sword came out, the sword star core in Mo Wentian's body spun crazily, rolled the sword's energy, and crazily entered the Thunder Emperor Sword.

"Roar……"

The Thunder Emperor Sword turned into a thunder dragon, as if thunder punishment was coming, the thunder dragon roared and rushed towards Qinghao directly.

"Qingxuan swordsmanship!"

"Thousand Rock Swordsmanship!"

The two elders moved at the same time, with one sword, one after another sword curtains enveloped Qing Hao, and Mo Wentian's Thunder Dragon rushed in directly.

"bump!"

There was a violent collision, and the Thunder Emperor Sword flew back upside down.

"Buzz..."

The Thunder Emperor Sword landed on the palm of Mo Wentian's hand, and let out soft groans one after another.

"My cultivation is still too weak..."

Holding the Thunder Emperor Sword in his hand, Mo Wentian's eyes shone with light.

The current Mo Wentian, although his physique has reached the level of a high-grade imperial weapon, but Mo Wentian's cultivation is still at the third rank of Sword Emperor.

The three-turn sword emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Art is at most comparable to the ordinary five-turn sword emperor.

And the physique of a high-grade imperial weapon can only make Mo Wentian's strength reach about the rank seven Sword Emperor.

Therefore, the current Mo Wentian's combat power is comparable to that of the Sword Emperor at the peak of rank seven.

"The Sword Emperor at the pinnacle of rank seven, is that..."

"When using the Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

A cold sword intent suddenly rose from Mo Wentian's eyes.

"The second form of the Heaven Devouring Sword Art!"

"Four elephants devour!"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

Four divine beasts roared out, and rolling sword intent spread in the void.

"Four-headed idol, could it be that he is..."

As if remembering something, the boy's pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of shock.

Four gods, that is the king of swords!

"How is this possible? I am the peerless arrogance of the Qing Clan. Even I have only comprehended the sword intent of the two great beasts. How could he comprehend the four sword intents? This is absolutely impossible..."

The boy's eyes were full of jealousy.

He is the arrogance of the Qing Clan, and even he can't comprehend the Four Great Sword Intents. Mo Wentian, a disciple from the Southern Territory, has the qualifications to comprehend it?

"Master, we..."

The surprised eyes of the two old men fell on the young man.

"He must be killed!"

The boy's cold voice resounded in the void.

Sixiang Sword Intent, King of Swords!

This is the legend of the Sword God Continent. Mo Wentian must die. Once Mo Wentian grows up, it will definitely become a big problem for his Qing family!

"Yes, master!"

The eyes of the two old men also turned cold.

Mo Wentian's talent was beyond their expectations. If they wanted to kill Mo Wentian in the first place, it was to get the Seven Swords Forbidden Technique and Taixu Talisman, so now they want to kill Mo Wentian...

It was because Mo Wentian was terrifying!

In the void.

On the back of a Lei Diao, three figures stood on the Lei Diao's back, quietly watching the scenes on the Sword King Pavilion.

"The King of Swords..."

The girl in Qingcheng spit out four words lightly from her mouth, and then a terrible coldness suddenly spread from the girl.

"Why didn't you tell me that he has comprehended the four sword intents?"

The faint voice made the Mountain Sword Emperor and Mo Tianjiao tremble.

"My lord, I, Sword God Mountain, don't know about his comprehension of the Four Great Sword Intents..."

The Mountain Sword Emperor said hastily.

"have no idea……"

Under the veil, that gaze gave the Mountain Sword Emperor a faint look, and the Mountain Sword Emperor's complexion became extremely pale.

"The king of swords, no wonder you can kill people from my Nether Sword Palace..."

In the eyes of the Qingcheng woman, a bright light rose.

The king of swords is a peerless arrogance that even Zhongzhou does not have. If Mo Wentian can be brought into the Nether Sword Palace, then when Mo Wentian grows up, wouldn't she be in the Nether Sword Palace...

"Qing family, you are so stupid..."

After uttering a few faint words, under the veil, a stunning smile suddenly appeared on the face of the alluring woman.

On the Sword King Pavilion.

"The Heaven Devouring Sword Art..."

"Sword bites the sky!"

"Clang..."

The sound of metal collisions came, Mo Wentian and the two old men fought together.

In the void, sword intent is rolling!

The terrifying power made all the disciples of the Sword King Pavilion tremble with fear!

"How did this kid's strength improve so quickly? Even the elder Xiaoyun of the Qing family can't do anything to him!"

In front of the Sword King, several figures appeared.

The people who appeared here were Hong Yi and Hong Jiao. In the figure of Hong Yi, there was also a man standing. The man's breath was as deep as the sea, and his eyes fell into the void.

The traces of light flashed by!

"Third Uncle, that's him!"

Standing next to the man, Hong Yi said softly.

"King of Swords!"

"And it's still Danhuang..."

"Hongyi, you've done a great job this time!"

A faint smile suddenly appeared in the man's eyes.

"What does Uncle San mean?"

Hong Yi's eyes lit up.

"The king of swords, he already has the potential to become a sword emperor, and his soul is so terrifying, if he grows up, he will definitely become the peak powerhouse in the sword god continent."

"If such a strong person can't win over, then..."

"destroyed!"

The man said lightly.

"destroyed……"

The red-clothed body trembled. In the oracle, she knew very well how terrifying the man was. No one had ever been able to hide from whom the oracle wanted to kill.