Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 106: Xuan Kong Sword Technique

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"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

Yu Hengjiu muttered to himself, and the disciples of the Yu Heng family all felt their legs trembling for a while, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, the moment the Yuheng family took action against Mo Wentian, it meant that the Yuheng family could disappear.

"A small Yuheng family dares to provoke me, Mo Wentian?"

Looking at Yu Hengjiu in front of him, Mo Wentian's lips curled up with a hint of disdain.

"Boy, it's all you. If it weren't for you, how would the elder of my Yuheng family die?"

"Today, you will definitely die!"

"Trapped Sword Formation, kill me!"

Yu Hengjiu came back to his senses and suddenly looked at Mo Wentian with a crazy look on his face.

All the responsibilities were placed on Mo Wentian by Yu Hengjiu.

It was Mo Wentian who killed Yu Hengba, and it was Mo Wentian who killed the two elders of his Yu Heng family. If it weren't for Mo Wentian, how could he...

"Is it all because of me?"

Looking at Yu Hengjiu with a crazy face, Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold, because of him? When he was in Yucheng, if Yuhengba hadn't been greedy for Tianhu and Mo Qingyu's beauty, how would he have died in his hands, Mo Wentian.

This time, he, Mo Wentian, had given the Yuheng family a chance, but now...

The Yuheng family is unwilling to let him go, Mo Wentian, could it be...

It's his fault!

"If you didn't seize the opportunity given to you, then it's no wonder that I, Mo Wentian..."

His eyes were filled with indifference for a moment, and a cold voice suddenly came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"Blue Dragon Eats!"

The three words of indifference seemed to carry a shocking power.

I saw a heaven-defying aura suddenly spreading from Mo Wentian's body. In Mo Wentian's body, the Qinglong statue, one of the four statues, came to life instantly.

"Ho ho ho..."

The idol turned into a green dragon and wandered around Mo Wentian's body.

Waves of blue dragon pressure swept out of Mo Wentian.

"My sword, the soul of Nu Qinglong, eats everything in the world..."

"Blue Dragon Eats!"

A cold voice sounded, and above Mo Wentian's head, a green dragon rose into the sky.

"Roar… "

The angry dragon roared, soaring into the sky with an incomparably vast sword energy.

"Click..."

The Qinglong Sword Soul directly broke through the trapped sword formation. .

"die!"

The cold voice came again, and the Azure Dragon Sword Soul did not disappear immediately after breaking away from the sword formation. Instead, it turned into a Azure Dragon Sword Qi and killed directly towards Yu Hengjiu.

"How can this be?"

"How could you possibly break through my sword formation? This sword formation cannot even be broken through by the strong men in the wilderness. How could you possibly break through it?"

Yu Hengjiu's eyes were extremely shocked.

"Buzz buzz..."

The terrifying sword energy vows to destroy the world.

Yu Hengjiu finally came to his senses.

"Yuheng Sword Technique!"

"Qiang..."

A ray of sword light passed by, and the Qinglong sword soul was seen falling on the sharp sword in Yu Hengjiu's hand.

"This is… "

"Low-grade imperial weapon!"

A cold flash flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes. What blocked his Qinglong Sword Qi was a low-grade imperial weapon. With the appearance of this imperial weapon, Mo Wentian only felt a surge of imperial pressure. From Yu Hengjiu's Spread out on the body.

"So what about the imperial weapon? I don't believe you can block my sword!"

With a flash of coldness in his eyes, Mo Wentian turned his fingers into swords and struck directly at Yu Heng with two ten-foot sword energy.

"Ten feet..."

"Sword Qi!"

Yu Hengjiu's pupils were wide open, and he saw Mo Wentian's two fingers resting on Yu Hengjiu's eyebrows, but the sword energy had already passed through Yu Hengjiu's body.

Xuan Kong Sword Finger, a heaven-level primary sword technique!

This sword technique comes from the Xuan Kong Sword Emperor. It is said that when this sword technique is at its peak, one can cut through the endless void with a single sword, and kill people invisibly with one finger.

"Heaven-level swordsmanship is still a bit expensive..."

With one move of Azure Dragon Bite and one move of Xuan Kong Sword Finger, although Mo Wentian killed Yu Hengjiu, the sword energy in Mo Wentian's body was almost exhausted.

The originally brilliant Azure Dragon Statue was now extremely dim.

Only the white tiger statue still shone faintly.

"I must understand the Four Symbols as soon as possible. Only when my cultivation reaches the realm of a swordsman can I use heaven-level swordsmanship at will!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and then put away the purple sword in Yu Hengjiu's hand.

The long sword is one foot and three feet long and is purple in color. On the hilt, there are two simple small characters carved on it.

"Ziyun!"

Mo Wentian muttered to himself, his mind entered the sword, and a vast imperial sword energy directly charged towards Mo Wentian's soul.

"The little Imperial Sword Intention also wants to suppress me, Mo Wentian!"

"Suppress the Heaven-Eating Sword Technique!"

A will that goes against the heavens rises into the sky. The Imperial Sword Intention seems to feel timid in front of this will that goes against the heavens and quickly retreats.

"Submit, or I will destroy you now!"

Mo Wentian's cold will appeared in the purple sword.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Within the purple sword, there was another cave in the sky, and a purple divine dragon was seen rushing towards Mo Wentian.

"presumptuous!"

Mo Wentian's soul emerged from the purple sword. Looking at the purple divine dragon rushing towards him, Mo Wentian's soul suddenly surged, and a powerful force directly suppressed it.

"Ouch..."

Zilong stopped in front of Mo Wentian and groaned.

"Surrender!"

Looking at Zilong, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Ho ho ho..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Zilong roared again.

"It seems you are unwilling to surrender!"

There was also anger in Mo Wentian's eyes, and an imperial sword spirit dared to resist Mo Wentian.

This is simply...

Seeking death!

"My sword eats the sky and destroys the gods!"

A cold voice came, and a will that defied heaven spread crazily on Mo Wentian.

"Ouch..."

Feeling the terrifying sword intent on Mo Wentian, the little purple dragon crawled directly to the ground.

"Surrendered?"

Mo Wentian smiled coldly, and his mind entered the purple dragon's body. The next moment, the purple sword suddenly turned into a small dragon and rushed into the sky.

Ziyun Sword, a low-grade imperial weapon.

"Imperial Sword, not bad!"

After making a seal, the purple dragon turned into a purple cloud sword and fell into the palm of Mo Wentian's hand.

"Congratulations to the boss for getting a sword!"

Mo Wentian had just subdued the Ziyun Sword when a flattering voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Little Jiao!"

Looking at the pair of small eyes in front of him, Mo Wentian grinned, and then asked with a smile: "Others from the Yuheng family..."

"They're all dead!"

Xiaojiao grinned.

"They're all dead!"

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, and there was not much in his heart. However, a group of disciples from the Immortal Sword Sect looked at Mo Wentian with shock on their faces. The battle just now will probably never disappear in their minds. middle.

"Boss, this is the space ring of three old bastards!"

After spitting out three space rings from his mouth, Xiao Jiao said with a proud face.

"Space ring?"

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, and then his soul swept away, and his mind easily entered the three space rings. Everything in the rings appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

"The ultimate spiritual weapon?"

"Spiritual stone?"

One thing after another appeared in Mo Wentian's mind. Mo Wentian shook his head slightly. Although the three elders were already very good, they were only as good as sword masters.

It is impossible to achieve anything good with such cultivation.

"Boss, do you have anything good?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao asked quickly.

"without!"

Mo Wentian shook his head, simply packed up these things, and then walked to Yu Hengjiu's side.

"Mo Wentian..."

Three big characters with wanton blood fell next to Yu Hengjiu.

"let's go!"

"Go to the Immortal Sword Sect!"

After leaving three big characters, Mo Wentian shouted loudly, and a group of people rushed towards the Immortal Sword Gate again.