Chapter 91

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

On the sword platform, Jianliu struck again, as if there was no god, the blue dragon sword intent wrapped around Jianliu's body, and when the sword came out, a domineering aura that reached the sky directly suppressed Young Master Ming.

"Flame Ice Sword Technique!"

Young Master Ming also struck a sword, and the spirit swords in their hands collided fiercely.

"Clang!"

The flames were shining brightly, and the sword cultivator under the sword platform couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Finally, the two backed away, Jianliu took a dozen steps back, while Mr. Ming, who was opposite him, took a few dozen steps back.

"Hahaha... Boy, did you see that Mr. Ming is doomed to lose, and he said that Mr. Ming can defeat Mr. Jianliu with three swords? This is simply wishful thinking!"

Seeing the scene on the sword platform, the swordsman who was arguing with Mo Wentian suddenly said sarcastically.

The others couldn't help but sneered at Mo Wentian a few times.

Mo Wentian's cultivation level did not hide it. He is a sixth level swordsman. Such a cultivation level is not bad in the four major sword cities, but in this total sword city, it is the scum of the scum.

"Yeah?"

Mo Wentian grinned, on the sword stage, Jianliu did gain the upper hand, but in the process of retreating just now, it wasn't that Mr. Ming lost.

No one else saw it.

But he, Mo Wentian, could see clearly that Jianliu made a swallowing movement for that sword strike just now, and he swallowed the surging Qi and blood in his body alive.

In other words, Jianliu was already injured in that sword strike just now!

"Boy, if Brother Jianliu loses, I will kneel down and call you Grandpa..."

This person looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of anger.

But the next moment!

"Flame and Ice Sword Technique, Ice and Fire Nine Heavens!"

At this moment, the aura on Young Master Ming's body suddenly changed drastically, and an incomparably icy breath spread from Young Master Ming's body.

at the same time.

A stream of cold sword energy shot straight at Jianliu.

Seeing this sword qi coming, Jianliu's face changed drastically in an instant.

Ice and Fire Nine Heavens!

Just now he greeted Mr. Ming's sword, and the fiery sword intent had already entered his body. If there was another icy sword intent, then he would definitely...

Lose!

"Jueba Sword Intent, kill me!"

Jianliu stood up, and three cyan dragons soared into the sky, and the three sword gangs seemed to break through the world, and directly killed Mr. Ming.

"Clang..."

There was a crisp collision, and the sword platform suddenly fell silent.

"What's the matter? Brother Jianliu why didn't move!"

The swordsman next to Mo Wentian couldn't help shouting.

"It's not that he doesn't move, but that he can't move..."

Mo Wentian's voice sounded slowly.

"Boy, shut up for me..."

The swordsman couldn't help shouting angrily, but the next moment, he saw a icy cold air, centered on the ring, spreading crazily towards the surroundings.

Where the cold air passes, everything is frozen.

"Flaming Nine Heavens, good swordsmanship!"

Mo Wentian couldn't help admiring, this Mr. Ming's attainment in sword intent was no less than that of the average peak sword master.

"puff……"

A mouthful of bright red blood was spat on the sword platform, and Jianliu was seen kneeling on the ground with an extremely pale face.

"Brother Jianliu!"

The little swordsman next to Mo Wentian was pale.

"Congratulations, I lost!"

A faint voice came, and there was a commotion under the sword platform.

"Master Jianliu actually lost, how is this possible, how could this kid defeat Senior Brother Jianliu!"

"Being number one on the Heavenly Sword Ranking, with this young man's talent, he will definitely be on the Heavenly Ranking List!"

"In the list of the heavens, there are all the proud sons of the sky, the Heavenly Sword Sect, has once again obtained a peerless genius!"

...

There was a sound of exclamation, and the smile on the face of the third elder in the inn was extremely bright.

"Master, we must capture him this time, otherwise my Sword God Mountain..."

Jiang Xu looked at the old man next to him with gloomy eyes.

"Heavenly Sword Sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect has become stronger and stronger in the past few years. It is rumored that the cultivation of the Heavenly Sword Emperor has also broken through again. It seems..."

In the eyes of the old man, a touch of dignity rose.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, not to mention the three major sword gates. If the Tianjian gate is ridiculously powerful, how can they look at the sword god mountain and the fairy sword gate to share the resources of the southern region.

"With the relationship of the eldest lady, this kid will definitely enter my Sword God Mountain..."

The old man seemed to be very confident. He looked at the complacent third elder beside him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Under the sword platform.

"That...that..."

The swordsman who started to mock Mo Wentian blushed completely.

"Ahem... just call me grandpa, I don't have a useless grandson like you, besides..."

"I'm going to play the rankings!"

With a chuckle, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"Is he going to play the ranking?"

This person was slightly taken aback, and the people around him were also full of astonishment.

Mo Wentian's cultivation...

Only the sixth level of swordsman, if the sixth level of swordsman goes to the list, I am afraid that he will not even be able to enter the Immortal Sword Gate.

"What about others?"

The few people who came back to their senses were taken aback again.

But the next moment!

A cold voice suddenly sounded from the sword platform.

"I don't ask the sky, challenge the first place in the Heavenly Sword Ranking!"

I don't ask the sky, challenge the first place in the Tianjian list

...

A faint voice echoed under the sword platform, and the eyes of many sword cultivators who were about to leave fell on Mo Wentian again.

"Who is this person?"

"It seems to be the head of the Mo family, Mo Wentian!"

"It turned out to be Mo Wentian. It was rumored that Qi Tian died at his hands, and he also came to challenge Senior Brother Jianliu?"

...

Under the sword platform, there was a commotion.

"This kid..."

"It's too arrogant!"

In the inn, a group of people stared dumbfounded, challenging for the first place in the Heavenly Sword Ranking?

The one Mo Wentian challenged turned out to be number one on the Heavenly Sword Ranking!

"Boy, do you dare to challenge me?"

"puff……"

After seeing Mo Wentian's cultivation, Jianliu spat out a mouthful of blood again, looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Jianliu's face flushed red.

A swordsman who is beyond the sixth level of the sword realm, dare to challenge him?

It's just...

A naked humiliation to him!

"Boy, you are only at the sixth level of the Sword Realm, what qualifications do you have to challenge Brother Jianliu!"

A disciple of Tianjianmen stood up and said angrily.

"Who said I was going to challenge him?"

Mo Wentian looked at this person and frowned slightly.

"Aren't you going to challenge Brother Jianliu?"

This person was slightly taken aback.

Under the sword platform, one after another looked at Mo Wentian with astonishment.

"I've known for a long time that this kid doesn't dare to challenge Senior Brother Jianliu, a little swordsman at the sixth level of the Sword Realm, Senior Brother Jianliu can take him down with one move!"

A disciple of Tianjianmen said with disdain on his face.

"A defeated trash, what qualifications does he have to be number one on the Heavenly Sword Ranking? I don't want to challenge him, it's him!"

Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Mr. Ming.

"Challenge Mr. Ming?"

Under the sword platform, Yaque was silent, and Mr. Ming's eyes also fell on Mo Wentian.

"You want to challenge me?"

Young Master Ming looked at Mo Wentian, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

Even the fourth-level swordsmanship of the sword master was defeated by him. Mo Wen, a genius who left the sixth level of the sword, how could he defeat him.

"This kid is too arrogant!"

The corner of Jiuqian's mouth twitched slightly, Mr. Ming was very crazy, but when he saw Mo Wentian in front of him, Jiuqian realized what real arrogance is.

"Not qualified……"

"puff……"

Jianliu spat out a mouthful of blood again, tilted his head, and passed out.

Today, he was hit really hard.

It's fine to be defeated by Mr. Ming's three swords, but a patriarch of the Mo family, a waste from the sixth level of the sword state, said that he is not qualified to fight against him. This is simply...

What a shame!

"Brother Jianliu!"

A group of people hurriedly took Jianliu away.

"Boy, I can kill you with one blow!"

Young Master Ming looked at Mo Wentian and said coldly and arrogantly.

"Yeah?"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up, and a wicked smile spread from the corner of his mouth.