"Enlightenment?"
"Qualifications for Lingquan cultivation?"
"Earth-level swordsmanship inheritance?"
Mo Wentian smiled, and Tianhu and Xiaojiao beside him also grinned stupidly, their eyes staring at Ku Lai with some mockery and some disdain.
The majestic Martial Emperor needs to listen to the insights of a swordsman who has not even reached the level of the Sword Emperor
As for the Lingquan's cultivation qualifications, Mo Wentian really didn't care about this. The Mo family had spiritual veins, and practicing in the spiritual veins, even if it wasn't as good as this Lingquan, it wouldn't be far behind.
As for the last earth-level swordsmanship inheritance...
"Can earth-level swordsmanship be called inheritance?"
The corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of mischief. In his mind, he was not even interested in practicing heaven-level swordsmanship, let alone earth-level swordsmanship.
"Um...you called Ku Lai, right?"
Looking at Ku Lai in front of him, Mo Wentian asked with a smile.
"That's right!"
Ku Lai frowned and nodded.
Seeing Mo Wentian's playful eyes, Ku Lai suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"A swordsman in the sixth level of wilderness is already pretty good!"
After walking around Ku Lai twice, Mo Wentian nodded with satisfaction, and then said with a smile: "I'll give you a chance, surrender to me, Mo Wentian, how about I let you join my Sword King Pavilion?"
"Sword King Pavilion?"
"give me a chance?"
Ku Lai was stunned, and the others also looked at Mo Wentian in astonishment.
Is there such a force in Fairy Sword City
"What kind of power is this Sword King Pavilion? Why have I never heard of it!"
"It should be a small third-class force!"
"Third-level forces dare to invite Ku. Isn't this looking for death?"
…
A group of people looked at Mo Wentian with sneers on their faces. They didn't seize the good opportunity, but now they invited Ku Lai. Who was Ku Lai? He was a strong man from the Heavenly Killing Gang.
Let alone a third-class force, even if it was a second-class force, Ku Lai didn't take it seriously.
"Boy, you want to invite me to join the Sword King Pavilion... Hahaha..."
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ku Lai suddenly laughed, and then said with disdain: "Boy, do you know what kind of force our Tiansha Gang is?"
"What force?"
Mo Wentian asked with a smile.
"Wait a minute!"
"Boy, do you know what a first-class force is? There are only two first-class forces in the entire Fairy Sword City. Even if the members of my Heavenly Sword Gang kill you, the elders in the sect will not care!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ku Lai said with an arrogant expression.
"So awesome..."
Mo Wentian smiled evilly, and then said with a smile: "So, you don't want this opportunity!"
"Chance!"
Ku Lai's face turned completely cold.
He has already told how powerful the Tiansha Gang is, but Mo Wentian is still inviting him to join some bullshit Sword King Pavilion. This is no longer ignorance, but...
A naked provocation.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ku Lai said coldly.
"This kid is seeking his own death!"
"If you dare to talk to Ku Lai like that, he's finished!"
"poor child… "
…
A group of people looked at Mo Wentian with sneers in their eyes.
Arrogant and ignorant!
"Boss, this kid is too arrogant..."
Xiaojiao's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind again. If Mo Wentian hadn't stopped him, he would have taken action and killed this piece of shit.
"No hurries?"
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently. It had been a day since he entered the Immortal Sword Sect. He had defeated more than a dozen second-class forces in the entire city, and had also lured out the first-class forces!
But now, Qi Botong has not appeared yet.
There is only one possibility, his request is a bit troublesome!
That is to say…
His attempt to enter the Four Elephants Sect was rejected by the Sword King of the Four Elephants Sect!
"I will definitely enter the Four Elephants Gate. If you don't come out, I will beat you until you come out!"
With a cold smile, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"I, Mo Wentian, will establish the Sword King Pavilion, a first-class power!"
In front of the inn, looking at a group of Immortal Sword Sect disciples discussing each other, Mo Wentian's arrogant voice suddenly sounded in the void.
"The Sword King Pavilion was established. It turns out that this boy just established the Sword King Pavilion!"
"This kid is too arrogant. He just came to the Immortal Sword Sect and he dared to establish a force!"
"To invite Senior Brother Ku Lai to a newly established force, this is completely seeking death..."
…
In an instant, there was a huge noise in front of the inn, and a group of people looked at Mo Wentian with expressions on their faces as if they were watching a show.
Ku Lai's face instantly darkened.
Sword King Pavilion was established.
Mo Wentian was treating him like a monkey!
"Boy, you said you want to establish a first-class force?"
As if remembering something, Ku Lai suddenly looked at Mo Wentian with a mocking look on his face.
"What, is there something wrong?"
Mo Wentian looked at Ku Lai and asked with a frown.
"Boy, do you know the conditions for establishing a first-class force? Why do you think cats and dogs can also establish a first-class force?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ku Lai's eyes were full of ridicule.
"What conditions?"
Mo Wentian asked teasingly.
"Boy, if you don't know, I'll tell you!"
"In order to establish a first-class force in Fairy Sword City, you must have true disciples, and among the first-class forces, you must have a Tianhe realm swordsman and ten sword masters with sword souls or above."
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ku Lai said with disdain.
"True disciple?"
Mo Wentian smiled, and then the light flashed in his hand, and a waist badge appeared in the palm of Mo Wentian's hand.
"The identity tag of Elder Beggar!"
A group of people exclaimed, the waist card in Mo Wentian's hand belonged to Qi Botong.
"What's your relationship with Elder Beggar?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ku Lai asked coldly.
"Little guy, Elder Beggar said it himself at the beginning that with this reputation, you can directly become a true disciple. You said..."
"Are my requirements met?"
Mo Wentian said with a smile.
"Become a true disciple directly!"
There was a lot of noise in front of the inn. A group of people looked at Ku Lai and finally understood why the Tiansha Gang, a first-class force, came directly to invite Mo Wentian.
Becoming a true disciple as soon as you get started is still the first among the Immortal Sword Sect.
"Even if you become a true disciple, can you meet the other requirements of Sword King Pavilion?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Ku Lai said calmly.
"other requirements?"
Mo Wentian smiled faintly, and then suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "Xiaojiao, whoever dares to disobey those who came today will be killed!"
"killed?"
A group of people looked at Mo Wentian with stunned expressions.
But the next moment, everyone's expressions changed.
"Roar… "
A roar came, and an extremely ferocious aura suddenly burst out violently. In front of the inn, an ice soul dragon measuring dozens of feet suddenly appeared.
"Boss, I've been putting up with this kid for a long time..."
Xiao Jiao's excited voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind, and he saw Xiao Jiao swinging the dragon's tail directly towards Ku Lai.
"How is this going?"
"A monster at the third level, oh my god!"
"Run away!"
…
Some third-class forces who were watching the excitement quickly fled, and even a dozen second-class forces looked at the Ice Soul Jiao with awe-inspiring expressions on their faces, and then quickly retreated.
"How can you have a third-level peak monster?"
Ku Lai's eyes were full of disbelief. The level three peak monster's combat power was at least comparable to that of a Tianhe realm swordsman.
"Ho ho ho..."
"Rumble..."
The little dragon's tail was lashed out frantically towards Ku Lai.
"White Tiger Sword Soul!"
"Ancient swordsmanship!"
A prehistoric intention spread, and a cyan sword appeared in Ku Lai's hand. Purple sword energy transformed into several huge white tigers and rushed towards the small dragon.
"An ant dares to shake a giant elephant..."
Seeing the white tiger charging towards him, the little dragon smiled disdainfully and tore the white tiger into pieces with a few claws.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Ku Lai's mouth, and the little dragon tore it into pieces. That was Ku Lai's White Tiger Sword Soul.
The sword soul was injured, and Ku Lai's body also suffered a lot of minor injuries.
"Surrender or die!"
Mo Wentian's cold voice came out, and Ku Lai's body trembled slightly.
He saw the little dragon directly blocking his retreat.