Chapter 47 Complete Sword Intent

"What a heavy sword, this sword weighs at least two thousand catties!"

"I think it's more than two thousand catties..."

"Mo Wentian's power is too strong!"

...

As the epee came out, everyone boiled instantly.

The moment the epee appeared, they only felt a rush of blood boiling in their bodies!

"This kid's strength has improved again!"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched slightly behind Hu Mei, he was very clear about this sword.

Hu Mei prepared it for Mo Wentian.

Exactly three thousand catties!

"Lifting weights lightly is at least a great achievement, even a perfect state!"

"What a strong talent!"

...

The pupils of the three Patriarchs shrank violently. At this moment, they realized how monstrous Mo Wentian was.

Artistic conception!

That's the artistic conception!

For sword cultivators, although the sword energy is powerful, the artistic conception is the most important thing.

Because artistic conception is the key to entering the realm of Sword Emperor!

A swordsman cultivates, gathers spiritual energy in the spirit-gathering state, cultivates sword energy from the sword state, and can shoot three-foot sword energy, and a sword master in the four-image state can comprehend the four-image artistic conception.

When the sword came out, it carried the coercion of the supreme beast, which was extremely terrifying.

And above the sword master.

That is the Eight Desolation Realm, the world and the eight desolations, and I am the only emperor.

Such a strong man is called the Sword Emperor!

If a sword cultivator wants to enter the Four Elephant Realm, he must comprehend the Four Elephant Sword Intent, and if he wants to enter the Eight Desolation Realm, he must comprehend the Eight Desolation Artistic Realm!

Whether it's lifting lightly or lightly.

This is the first artistic conception. For sword cultivators, sword intent is the most powerful.

Ordinary sword cultivators must at least reach the peak of the Lijian Realm if they want to comprehend the artistic conception, but Mo Wentian seems to have broken this rule. In the Gathering Spirit Realm, he comprehended the artistic conception!

Moreover, I have comprehended to the degree of consummation, and I will go one step further.

Then Mo Wentian could comprehend his own sword intent.

"You must kill this kid, otherwise when he grows up, the entire Mo family will fall into his hands!"

Mo Yizhan's eyes were full of coldness, and Yuan Tianmo and Qiu Li's faces were also gleaming with coldness.

If such a monstrosity cannot be used by oneself, it must be destroyed.

"Such talent is no worse than him..."

The old man behind Hu Mei couldn't help but exclaim.

"he?"

Hu Mei's eyes brightened.

He is a real evildoer, no one can compare to him in the entire southern region!

"Boy, if you are not as good as him, then you will definitely die. My Hu Mei's golden talisman is not something ordinary people can bear..."

A hint of unbearableness appeared in Hu Mei's eyes, and then she gritted her teeth, her eyes were boundless indifference.

"well……"

Seeing this scene, the old man behind Hu Mei couldn't help but sigh.

In the arena.

With the appearance of Mo Wentian's epee, Yuan Chong's three-element sword energy was directly blocked by Mo Wentian.

"Epee?"

Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Wentian mockingly.

In East Sword City.

An epee is a useless sword, only a strong sword spirit is supreme!

"Golden Flood Sword Technique!"

In Qiu Yuan's hand, a long purple sword appeared.

The long sword is three feet long, like a flood dragon, the sword technique is weird, when the sword comes out, it looks like a flood dragon going out to sea, it is very terrifying.

"Strong swordsmanship!"

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, and the epee in his hand swept out, the vast power directly blocked Qiu Yuan's sword.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Qiu Yuan took three or four steps back, while Mo Wentian stood firmly in place.

"Boy, go to hell!"

At this moment, a disciple of the Yuan family who was at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm stabbed Mo Wentian in the back with his sword.

"Master Wentian, be careful!"

"Ask God!"

...

There were exclamations of surprise in the entire Mo family.

"court death!"

Feeling the fierce sword energy behind him, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly.

"Chop me!"

With the epee in his hand, he made a simple chop.

But under this sword strike, the disciple of the Yuan family suddenly turned extremely pale, and then he gritted his teeth, and the sword in his hand continued to stab at Mo Wentian's chest.

"Crack!"

A crisp voice came, and the long sword in the hands of the disciples of the Yuan family was directly shattered.

"The ants also want to shake the elephant!"

With a sarcasm, Mo Wentian slashed down with his sword.

"bump!"

Violently shaking, the man's body was shot flying like a bird.

It fell heavily on the ground.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and the man fell to the ground.

"Don't ask God!"

There was boundless coldness in Yuan Tianmo's eyes.

Five people killed Mo Wentian, but now, Mo Wentian killed one person instead.

"This is just the beginning!"

Mo Wentian licked his bright red tongue.

These five people are going to die!

"Let's go together!"

The remaining two swordsmen of the Gathering Spirit Realm shouted with trepidation on their faces.

Mo Wentian in front of him.

It is too strong.

"Two ants, die!"

A sword aura shot out from his hand, the sword aura passed by, and two figures fell on the ring.

"This is sword energy!"

Not only the three Patriarchs, Hu Mei and the entire audience stood up in shock.

Sword Qi, how is it possible?

Don't ask a genius at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, how could he use his sword energy!

"This kid really exceeded my expectations!"

A bright light rose from Hu Mei's eyes, and the Spirit Gathering Realm gathered sword energy. Isn't this...

Breaking the rules of kendo.

At this moment, a glimmer of hope rose in Hu Mei's heart!

"Mo Lao, no matter how expensive it is, you must keep him!"

Hu Mei said indifferently.

If in the beginning she had set her sights on the people behind Mo Wentian, then now Hu Mei has set her sights on Mo Wentian even more.

Break the rules of kendo.

How many years has it been since this happened on the Sword God Continent?

"Yes, miss!"

Mo Lao's eyes were also very serious.

"How can you have sword energy?"

"This is impossible?"

Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Wentian with blank faces.

"There are still many things you don't know. In the next life, keep your eyes open. Some people are not something you can provoke!"

With a sneer, the black iron epee in Mo Wentian's hand suddenly lifted high above his head.

"Strong swordsmanship!"

"Fight against the mountains!"

Mo Wentian took a step forward, and the black iron sword in his hand fell straight to the ground.

"boom……"

The entire arena vibrated, and a crack appeared in the center of the arena.

"Bump..."

Two powerful forces suddenly broke through the ground and hit Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan directly.

The two flew out backwards.

"Puff..."

With blood dripping from their mouths, the two of them stared at Mo Wentian imposingly.

too strong.

That power has at least reached the fifth level of Lijian Realm!

"Die!"

Mo Wentian sneered, and a flash appeared in front of Qiu Yuan, and his palm fell directly on Qiu Yuan's chest.

"Didn't you want my life to be worse than death? Then I will let you pay for it. What does life mean to be worse than death!"

"God Devouring Art!"

"ah……"

A miserable cry came, and Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Wentian in horror, his eyeballs bulged, and Qiu Yuan's body began to dry up rapidly.

"Yuan'er..."

Qiu Li's expression changed drastically, he dodged and rushed straight to the ring.

"Master Qiu, this is a ring battle, do you want to break the rules?"

At some point, Mo Lao's figure stood in front of the ring.

"Humo, do you really want to keep this trash?"

The coldness in Qiu Li's eyes soared, and in this moment, Qiu Yuan's screams had stopped.

"Happy, hahaha..."

"bump!"

Qiu Yuan's body was thrown out of the arena by Mo Wentian, and the withered body fell on the ground, causing the surrounding people to back away in fright.

"Mo Wentian, I, Qiu Li, swear that I will kill you!"

Qiu Li's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"And you!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a touch of blood suddenly rose.

In the blood-colored pupils, there was a touch of terrifying bloodlust.

"I, I, I..."

Yuan Chong's body trembled slightly, Mo Wentian in front of him was simply a devil!

If you give Yuan Chong another chance.

Yuan Chong will never be in the ring again.

"die!"

"No!"

"Chonger!"

Yuan Tianmo rushed towards the ring frantically, but with Mo Lao present, Yuan Tianmo was also stopped.

"Ahhh..."

The screams made people shudder, and two corpses fell under the ring.

In the arena.

The murderous aura in the eyes of that figure was soaring, as if even this world was about to be smashed!

"Kill them all, kill them all..."

Mo Yizhan murmured to himself, feeling a little chilled all over his body.

Facing Mo Wentian who was at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

At this moment, Mo Yizhan suddenly felt regret.

If he didn't fight Mo Wentian right, then in the end...

"He must die!"

Mo Yizhan's eyes suddenly shot up with murderous intent, but for a moment, all the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

"Hahaha... Congratulations to Wentian for winning the position of Jianzi. This time, Jianzi belongs to my Mo family again. This old man will temporarily replace the position of city lord!"

Mo Yizhan's hearty voice resounded in the void.