Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 1: The Sword Emperor returns

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In the Sword God Continent, swordsmanship reigns supreme!

Warriors all enter the Tao with swords and cultivate the supreme sword spirit.

It is said that a powerful swordsman master can kill enemies thousands of miles away with his sword, and his sword energy can reach nine heavens!

East Sword City, City Lord’s Mansion!

In the backyard of the city lord's mansion, in a small abandoned courtyard.

"Wuwuwu... Master, you can't die. What will happen to Qingyu if you die? Qingyu only has you. Without you, Qingyu won't be able to live anymore!"

Intermittent crying sounds came, and in the only shabby little bed in the small courtyard, a pale-faced young man lay.

The young man's fingers were long and slender, but the joints were covered with calluses.

You can tell at a glance that he is someone who has been practicing swordsmanship all year round!

At this time, the blood on the corners of the young man's mouth had dried, and the breath on the tip of his nose had completely disappeared.

In other words, this boy is dead!

"Litian Sword Emperor, Yu Shang, if I, Mo Wentian, can survive, I will definitely eat your soul, rip off your flesh and blood, and crush your bones into ashes..."

At this moment, the boy on the bed suddenly roared, and a shocking wave of resentment burst out from the boy.

"Master..."

The little maid who was crying suddenly felt happy in her eyes. She stepped forward and hugged the young man, crying with joy.

"Master, it's great that you're not dead, woo woo woo..."

"what happened?"

Mo Wentian gradually came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the dilapidated rooms around him. Mo Wentian's body shook, and then a majestic message was transmitted into Mo Wentian's mind.

In the year 10127 of the Sword God Continent, the Wentian Sword Emperor mysteriously disappeared!

In the year 15127 of the Sword God Continent, the Four Emperors broke through the sky and left behind the Human Emperor Sword Sect!

Sword God Continent 20119.

When Mo Wentian was ten years old, he entered Dongjian City and was adopted as his adopted son by the Lord of Dongjian City.

Mo Wentian is extremely talented, and he has mastered eighteen Xuan-level sword techniques to perfection in three years!

At the age of fifteen, I learned how important it is to do something light!

Three years later, on the Spiritual Enlightenment Stage, I thought that Mo Wentian, a genius, could awaken the ninth level of spiritual roots. But what was shocking was that Mo Wentian had no spiritual roots!

From then on, everyone rebelled against their relatives and separated from each other!

One day ago, Mo Wentian went out and met Lin Xiao, the son of the captain of the city lord's palace.

Lin Xiao saw Mo Qingyu next to Mo Wentian and coveted it, so he asked Mo Wentian for it. Mo Wentian didn't comply and was beaten up by Lin Xiao!

Scene after scene flashed through Mo Wentian's mind, and Mo Wentian's mind went blank!

Sword God Continent 20127

Then wouldn't he...

"Hahahaha... It turns out that I'm not dead, Li Tian Sword Emperor, Yu Shang, I'm afraid you can't think of it, but I, Mo Wentian, am not dead, I'm not dead!"

Mo Wentian looked up to the sky and smiled angrily, he was not dead, he was still alive, this thief God actually gave him another chance!

Litian Sword Emperor, his brother Mo Wentian!

Yushang, his confidante who has been with Mo Wentian for thousands of years!

The two followed Mo Wentian for who knows how many years. For the sake of his brother, Mo Wentian risked his life to save them many times.

For Yu Shang, he Mo Wentian searched for the body shaping stone for thousands of years, just to transform her talent and let her stay with him forever!

But in the end, they stabbed the swords in their hands coldly into Mo Wentian's heart.

"Master... Master, are you okay? Wuwuwu... Poor master, he was not beaten to death, but now he has become a fool!"

Qingyu laughed and cursed when she saw Mo Wentian. The tears in her eyes couldn't help but fall. The young master was already very pitiful without spiritual roots!

Unexpectedly, the young master is actually crazy now!

"Who's crazy?"

Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Qingyu, and the information in his mind emerged. The little girl's information appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

Mo Qingyu was a beggar girl that Mo Wentian met while practicing swordsmanship outside Dongjian City. After he was brought back, Mo Wentian gave him the name Qingyu and stayed by his side as a girl!

Since Mo Wentian was judged not to have even a first-class spiritual root, all the maids around Mo Wentian have left, except Mo Qingyu, who still stays by Mo Wentian's side!

"Master, you are okay!"

Mo Qingyu touched the tears on her cheeks and looked at Mo Wentian with surprise!

"I'm fine, and nothing will happen to me in the future!"

Mo Wentian looked into the void, his pale face looking extremely cold and arrogant!

Of course he'll be fine. He doesn't even have a first-class spiritual root

This is not a problem at all for him, Mo Wentian. The body of the Sword God in his previous life has penetrated deeply into his soul.

It’s so easy to get it back this time!

"Master, actually it's okay if you don't have spiritual roots. Once your body recovers, we will leave Dongjian City and find a place to live a good life!"

Mo Qingyu looked at Mo Wentian and comforted!

"Is it okay if I don't have spiritual roots?"

Mo Wentian's eyes were a little dazed, and then he said: "Don't worry, the young master will not let you down, nor will he..."

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then said with a cold and arrogant face: "I won't let them down either!"

An icy chill passed through Mo Wentian's eyes.

He must not be ashamed of heaven and earth. He wants to return to the top. He wants to personally question Li Tian Sword Emperor and Yu Shang. Where is their conscience

"Won't let me down..."

Mo Qingyu was stunned for a moment, her eyes fell on the young master's resolute face, and Mo Qingyu suddenly found that the young master was different from usual.

The confidence in the young master's eyes rose again, and his cold and arrogant face looked like the king of heaven and earth!

"bump!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came, followed by an arrogant and obscene sound!

"Mo Qingyu, let me see how you can escape from this young master today!"

"what happened?"

Mo Wentian asked with a chill in his eyes when he heard this.

The voice outside the door was very familiar to Mo Wentian. It was Lin Xiao who attacked him after begging Mo Qingyu to no avail!

"Master, it's Lin Xiao..."

Mo Qingyu's pretty face turned extremely pale in an instant, and then she said tremblingly: "Master, leave quickly, Lin Xiao will not let you go..."

"Won't let me go!"

Mo Wentian stood up from the bed. Severe pain came from his chest. Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows and opened the door!

"Ouch... isn't this our Young Master Wentian? Why does Young Master Wentian not live in Wentian Pavilion, but in this shabby kennel? Could it be that he thinks this kennel is suitable for you!"

"Ha ha ha ha… "

Behind Lin Xiao were three young men, all of whom were disciples of the City Lord's Mansion. The three of them looked at Mo Wentian with wild smiles in their eyes!

"Three days later, on the sword platform, you and I will fight to the death!"

Just when the three of them were laughing so hard, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the small courtyard. Following this voice, the expressions of Lin Xiao and others froze slightly!

Because the person who spoke was none other than Mo Wentian!

"Sword platform?" Lin Xiao's eyes were filled with a cold smile, and then he said with a cold expression: "You don't even have spiritual roots, so why are you qualified to follow me to the sword platform? I have opened my spirit now, and I still have a fifth-level spiritual root. , I want to kill you without even one move!"

"You do not dare?"

Mo Wentian looked at Lin Xiao without any change in his eyes. His indifferent eyes looked down from above!

Seeing Mo Wentian look at him like this, Lin Xiao's eyes suddenly filled with anger.

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