Chapter 40 The Three-Year Agreement

"How can this be?"

Everyone also looked at Mo Wentian blankly.

The sword energy fell on the heavy sword.

Just leave a sword light, as for the others...

Then there is no more!

"What a strong sword energy, I'm really scared!"

A weak voice sounded.

Looking at Mo Wentian behind the heavy sword, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

I'm really scared?

"Mo Wentian, you are looking for death, Qingxuan swordsmanship!"

"Clang clang..."

Mo Han slashed wildly, but the epee in Mo Wentian's hand only moved slightly, but he insisted on blocking all the sword techniques.

"Epee can still play like this?"

"So strong, Mo Wentian!"

"If this goes on like this, Mo Han won't be able to beat Mo Wentian even if he fights for a day!"

...

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The epee is big. Such a big sword is equivalent to half of Mo Wentian's body. When he hides behind the epee, this is equivalent to an epee with the hardness of a high-grade spiritual weapon!

Not to mention Mo Han, even a swordsman in the Lijian Realm of the fourth or fifth level would definitely not be able to hurt Mo Wentian.

"This kid..."

Mo Tianxiao's eyes were full of smiles.

On the other hand, Mo Yizhan on the stage had a gloomy expression, as if water was about to drip out.

Originally, he thought that it would not be easy for Mo Han to defeat Mo Wentian, but by then Jianzi's candidate spot would still be available, but Zhu Guo would fall into his own hands.

This is simply killing two birds with one stone.

but now……

"Mo Wentian, come out if you have the guts, what kind of hero are you blocking back and forth like this?"

Mo was so cold that he almost vomited blood.

The spirit sword landed on Mo Wentian's epee.

Mo Wentian is fine.

On the contrary, it was him, his arm was numb from the shock.

How does this not surprise him!

"You want me to hit you?"

Mo Wentian blocked back Mo Han's spirit sword, and asked a little strangely.

"If you don't make a move, you lose!"

Mo Han said viciously.

"I lost?"

Mo Wentian couldn't help shaking his head, Mo Wentian had seen a lot of shameless people, but this was the first time Mo Wentian had seen such a shameless person.

"Since you are so earnestly asking me to hit you, then I will not be polite, but I want to remind you that my attack is not as soft as yours, hahaha..."

"you……"

Mo was trembling with coldness.

But the next moment.

The epee in Mo Wentian's hand was suddenly lifted up, and the epee fell from the void.

It's such a simple action.

But Mo Han under the sword looked at Mo Wentian in shock, as if he had encountered something incredible.

"Han'er!"

"bump!"

A flash of sword energy flashed, and the epee in Mo Wentian's hand deflected and landed on the edge of Mo Han's sword.

"Crack!"

The sword in Mo Han's hand was cut off like mud, and the heavy sword fell on the ground, shaking the whole ground.

"Ahem..."

There was a light coughing sound, the dust dispersed, and everyone finally saw clearly the scene in the middle of the battle.

"Accidentally used too much force, I'm sorry!"

A slight voice came. In the middle of the battle, the epee in Mo Wentian's hand had disappeared somewhere, but Mo Han was opposite Mo Wentian.

But his face was pale and he knelt on the ground.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Mo Han's mouth, looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Han's eyes were extremely dull.

"Han'er!"

Mo Yizhan's expression changed, and a sword force entered Mo Han's body, and the expression on Mo Yizhan's face became a little colder again.

"What a vicious heart, Mo Wentian, Han'er was just exchanging ideas with you, and you actually directly shattered seventy percent of his meridians!"

"Seventy percent of the meridians are broken, even if Han'er can recover, it will be difficult to make further progress. You really have a vicious heart!"

"If you grow up, wouldn't my Mo family be destroyed in your hands? Today I will kill you here and clean up the door for my Mo family!"

Mo Yizhan was full of murderous aura.

"Mo Yizhan, dare you!"

At this moment, Mo Tianxiao's figure suddenly stood in front of Mo Wentian.

"God, are you okay!"

Turning his head, Mo Tianxiao asked with concern.

"Ahem...it's okay, I just accidentally used too much force!"

Mo Wentian said in embarrassment.

He had indeed used too much force just now, he was able to lift weights as lightly as possible, and he still couldn't retract and release a 3,000-jin epee!

"Too much force!"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

How could this be too much force? If it wasn't for Mo Yizhan's attack, the sword just now could have split Mo Han in half!

"Mo Tianxiao, are you going to stop me?"

Mo Yizhan said with a cold face.

"Uncle Mo, why are you so angry? Wentian also accidentally hurt Mo Han, and what Wentian did was also approved by Uncle Mo!"

"Besides, now is a critical moment. Tomorrow is the battle of swords. I heard that Yuan Chong of the Yuan family is already comparable to a swordsman at the second level of Lijian!"

"The Qiu family's Qiu Yuan has even reached the third level of the Lijian realm!"

"Mo Han has been seriously injured, and it is impossible to participate in the battle of swords tomorrow. I think it is better to let Wentian go. With Wentian's strength, maybe he can keep Uncle Mo's position as the city lord!"

Looking at Mo Yizhan, Mo Tianxiao suddenly said with a smile.

"A battle of swords?"

Mo Yizhan's expression froze, his eyes flickered, and then he said coldly: "I hope you can take the position of Jianzi tomorrow, otherwise..."

In the eyes of Mo Yizhan.

An incomparably terrifying murderous aura passed by.

"The position of the sword?"

Mo Wentian smiled disdainfully, looked at the group of people in front of him and said: "If anyone wants to compete with Wentian, Mo Wentian will definitely accompany him, even if it is..."

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, and then his eyes fell on Lin Cheng. Looking at Lin Cheng, Mo Wentian smiled evilly, and said again: "Even if it is Master Lin Cheng!"

"Me too!"

Lin Cheng's body trembled, looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, a deep fear rose in Lin Cheng's eyes.

"Master Wentian misunderstood, how dare we compete with Master Wentian!"

"I have known for a long time that Young Master Wentian is very talented. The sword just now is a bit stronger than the demeanor of the young lady back then!"

"Master Wentian, let me toast you!"

...

Everyone's attitudes changed in an instant, and they looked at the smiling faces in front of them.

Mo Wentian's expression.

Incomparably bland!

When you are so strong that people tremble, others will admire you and respect you!

"Wen Tian, ​​tomorrow I will definitely defeat you!"

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng suddenly walked up to Mo Wentian, and said with a firm face.

"Defeat me?"

Looking at Mo Qingcheng in front of him, Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then said with a smile: "I'm very strong, really!"

I'm strong, really!

Mo Qingcheng looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes suddenly lost his focus.

Mo Wentian in front of him.

Although she was laughing, she clearly felt that an insurmountable gap appeared between the two of them. This gap made them people from two worlds!

"If he is trash, then what am I?"

Mo Qingcheng laughed at himself and left.

"God, you come with me!"

After the banquet, Mo Tianxiao suddenly walked up to Mo Wentian and said.

"It's finally coming!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, followed Mo Tianxiao, and disappeared into the main hall of the Mo family.

Mo's backyard.

In front of the steep cliff.

"Wen Tian, ​​you exceeded my expectations!"

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Mo Tianxiao had a happy smile on his face.

"Exceeded expectations..."

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, this is just the beginning!

"Within three years, if you can reach the Four Elephant Realm Sword Master and become a core disciple of the three major sword sects, then I will come to you again!"

The voice sounded on the cliff.

But Mo Tianxiao's figure had disappeared.

"Three years?"

"Four Elephant Realm Sword Master!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and then his figure flashed and disappeared on the cliff!