Chapter 202 Rank Eight Sword Emperor: Fall

"Third uncle, what should we do now?"

Looking at the man, Hong Yi asked in a low voice.

"what to do?"

A bright light flashed across the man's eyes, and he said lightly, "Wait..."

"wait!"

The red-clothed eyes sparkled.

"How can the small Sword King Pavilion block the Qing Family and the Nether Sword Palace? Now that the emperor is out, he will be grateful at most. If he saves him when the Sword King Pavilion is about to perish..."

A confident smile appeared in the man's eyes.

"Save the Sword King Pavilion when it is about to perish..."

Hongyi took a deep breath, for some reason, Hongyi suddenly had a premonition in her heart, Sword King Pavilion, maybe...

"I was thinking too much, how could a small sword gate in the Southern Region block the Qing family and the Underworld Sword Palace!"

Hong Yi gave a wry smile, and then his eyes fell on the figure in the void again.

In the void, the battle between Mo Wentian and the two Rank 8 Sword Emperors had turned into daylight.

Although Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only three ranks of Sword Emperor, but with one swing of the sword, the power of each Mo Wentian's sword is comparable to that of an ordinary seventh rank Sword Emperor. Turning to the Sword Emperor, the battle was evenly matched!

"Clang clang!"

The sound of two metal collisions was heard, and Mo Wentian's figure stepped back more than ten steps.

And the two rank eight sword emperors also quickly retreated.

"This kid, what a strong combat power!"

The two old men looked extremely solemn. After fighting Mo Wentian, they realized how terrifying Mo Wentian was. Every time they collided, except for the terrifying sword power.

There was also an incomparably terrifying power that passed into their bodies.

"This kid is too evil, if he doesn't die today, he will definitely become a big problem for my Qing family in the future!"

The two old men looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes at the same time. If Mo Wentian grows up with such a terrifying talent, it may become...

The Supreme Sword Emperor!

"My cultivation is still too low!"

"If I were the rank five sword emperor now, then my sword would be enough to kill these two people!"

Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, his face extremely indifferent, the two Rank 8 Sword Emperors, it was indeed not easy for the current Mo Wentian to kill Mo Wentian, but it was even more impossible for the two Sword Emperors to kill Mo Wentian!

"These two old guys are going to get serious!"

On the Lei Diao, a bright light flashed in the eyes of the Qingcheng woman.

"Really..."

Mo Tianjiao and the Mountain Sword Emperor's eyes suddenly brightened.

The relationship was so inextricably fought just now, these two rank eight sword emperors haven't really moved yet!

"This kid can't stop..."

Next to the red clothes, the man's eyes showed a smile.

The two rank eight sword emperors shot with all their strength.

This is definitely a very terrifying thing. Mo Wentian, a rank three sword emperor, wants to block two rank eight minus sword emperors who are attacking with all their strength. This is simply impossible!

"Master!"

"Ask God!"

...

In the Sword King Pavilion, all eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

"Finally going to do my best..."

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, how could it be so simple to turn eight sword emperor.

"Mo Wentian, you will definitely die today!"

"You provoked my Qing family, that is definitely the worst decision you ever made!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and in the void, Qinghao stood on top of Huo Luan, and a fierce sword energy suddenly shot up from the two old men.

"boom……"

The spiritual energy of the void was rampant, and the terrifying sword energy was rampant around the two old men.

"Qingxuan Sword Intent!"

"Buzz..."

The terrifying sword intent formed a white tiger in the void, the killing aura was reckless on the white tiger, and the terrifying sword essence oscillated crazily in the void.

"Roar……"

The white tiger roared angrily and rushed towards Mo Wentian.

"Xuanwu Sword Intent!"

"boom!"

Another terrifying sword intent also rose.

He saw a basalt several feet long appearing, and with the appearance of this basalt, Mo Wentian seemed to feel that a big mountain was coming to suppress him.

"Although the rock attribute is strong in defense, it does not mean that it has no attack power!"

"The powerful rock attribute can directly suppress the opponent to death..."

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes soared, and then Lei Dijian shot a sword flower towards Xu, and a thunderbolt sword energy was condensed in an instant.

"Blue Dragon Biting!"

"Roar……"

The thunder and lightning sword turned into a thunder dragon and rushed directly towards the white tiger.

"bump!"

Void trembled crazily, the aura fluttered, and the powerful sword intent caused the disciples of the Sword King Pavilion to retreat quickly one by one.

"White Tiger Sword Kill!"

"Buzz..."

In the void, the white tiger jumped suddenly, opened its bloody mouth and bit Mo Wentian's Thunder Dragon.

"Xuanwu suppression!"

"boom!"

But the next moment, an incomparably heavy force suddenly suppressed Mo Wentian's body.

"puff……"

Mo Wentian only felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Such a strong sword intent, if not for my physique comparable to a high-grade imperial weapon, I am afraid that I have lost my fighting power now..."

Taking a deep breath, the body of the Immortal Sword circulated, and one after another sword energy circulated in Mo Wentian's body.

Mo Wentian recovered quickly from the injuries in his body.

"Rock attribute, I will also..."

"Xuanwu bite!"

"Aww..."

A low growl came, and a Xuanwu several feet long appeared above Mo Wentian's head.

"The sword energy in this kid's body is endless..."

The expressions of the two old men suddenly became serious.

Even they didn't dare to use so many Four Elephant Sword Intents, but Mo Wentian didn't seem to have even the slightest pressure!

"White Tiger Bites!"

"Suzaku bite!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian struck out two sword intents again, a killing intent rose, and the white tiger roared angrily, and threw itself directly at the two old men.

Suzaku flew, and the terrifying fire power poured down.

"Don't ask the sky, do you dare?"

The expressions of the two old men changed slightly.

"Don't you dare?"

Mo Wentian sneered, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the void.

"A Thousand Paths!"

"Shadow Profound Truth!"

"Buzz..."

The strange figure instantly filled the entire void, and the next moment, a terrifying force landed on an old man.

"you dare?"

A voice of shock and anger sounded in the void, and in the void, the figure of an old man flew upside down.

"puff……"

There was blood in the old man's mouth, and a fist mark was deeply dented on the old man's chest.

"Don't ask God..."

On Huo Luan, Qing Hao's expression changed instantly.

Although the old man was the sword emperor, how could the old man's physique be comparable to that of Mo Wentian, when Mo Wentian got close to him, if he didn't pay attention, he directly punched Mo Wentian and seriously injured him.

If the old man hadn't retreated so quickly, he would have fallen into the hands of Mo Wentian now.

"Pity……"

In the void, Mo Wentian's figure appeared strangely. Looking at the old man who had retreated to the Huo Luan, Mo Wentian smiled evilly.

If the old man retreated a little slower just now, then the old man would not even think about it...

Back off!

"The eighth-rank sword emperor wants to kill me, Mo Wentian, that's a little bit, think highly of yourself..."

The cold voice sounded out of the void again, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and two sharp edges appeared again.

"Fire Dragon, show up!"

"Yanlong, show up!"

"Ho Ho..."

Two roars came, and two tens of feet of sword intent, once again appeared in the void.