Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 173: The pinnacle of swordsmanship

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"It's okay, you retreat first..."

Mo Wentian gave a cold shout and immediately let go of the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand.

"Buzz buzz..."

The golden rope came in an instant and directly trapped Mo Wentian's Fire Dragon Sword.

At the moment when the sword rope trapped the Fire Dragon Sword, Mo Wentian felt his heart tremble, and the connection between himself and the Fire Dragon Sword disappeared in an instant.

"It's indeed a sword-locking rope!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and he directly cut off the connection between him and the Fire Dragon Sword. Who else could do this except the high-grade imperial sword-locking rope

"Master, he is..."

A glint flashed in the eyes of the Burial Monkey.

"Do it!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian turned his palms into claws and grabbed directly for the sword locking rope.

"Buzz buzz..."

As if sensing the power of Mo Wentian's claw, he flashed the sword rope and tried to escape.

"You've already shown up, and you still want to leave?"

Mo Wentian smiled coldly, unfolded the Qianxun Bu, and directly caught up with the sword locking rope.

"Come back!"

"bump!"

There was a violent collision, and Mo Wentian's palm fell directly on the sword-locking rope.

"Buzz buzz..."

Waves of powerful power emanated from the sword-locking rope.

"The masterless high-grade imperial weapon also wants to escape from my control, Mo Wentian?"

With a cold smile, Mo Wentian exerted slight force on his palm, and a golden light gathered on Mo Wentian's palm.

"The Heavenly Sword Points to the Light!"

"Pfft..."

Several rays of sword energy fell, the sword energy and the sword locking rope collided together, and golden light shot out.

"Roar… "

At this moment, the Buried Sky Monkey suddenly appeared above the sword-locking rope and punched directly towards the sword-locking rope.

"Just in time!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.

"Buzz buzz..."

Feeling the punch from the Sky-Burying Monkey, the sword-locking rope seemed to want to leave immediately, but was caught by Mo Wentian's palm, and the sword-locking rope could not be avoided at all.

"Boom..."

A punch landed on the sword-locking rope, and the sword-locking rope directly let go of Mo Wentian's Fire Dragon Sword. A weak connection came, and Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the Fire Dragon Sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Sword bites the sky!"

"Buzz buzz..."

A supreme sword intention spread from Mo Wentian's body, the terrifying sword intention swept out, and the sword locking rope suddenly trembled.

"Surrender!"

"Otherwise, I will destroy you directly!"

Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded in the room.

"Buzz buzz..."

The sword-locking rope trembled crazily, seeming to be hesitant.

"If you don't surrender, then you will be destroyed!"

The coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes surged as the fire dragon sword traced a mysterious trace and fell directly towards the sword-locking rope.

"Qiang..."

There was a metal collision, and the sword locking rope was directly knocked to the ground by Mo Wentian's sword.

Mysterious runes rose up one after another, and the sword rope trembled crazily.

"Surrender..."

Mo Wentian's cold voice sounded again.

"Buzz buzz..."

The sword-locking rope retreated step by step, and then it seemed that he had made some decision. The sword-locking rope suddenly stopped in the void, and the mysterious runes on the sword-locking rope also began to disappear.

"Surrendered..."

Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with joy. Although the sword-locking rope was only a top-grade imperial weapon, slightly inferior to his Fire Dragon Sword, the effect of the sword-locking rope was hard to estimate.

Especially here…

In the Dragon Temple.

"Lock the sword rope and refine it!"

With a cold shout, a drop of Mo Wentian's blood fell on the sword-locking rope. The next moment, the light on the locking sword surged, turning into a golden light and entering Mo Wentian's body.

"Defend me!"

With a cold shout, Mo Wentian quickly sat down cross-legged.

"Buzz buzz..."

The surrounding spiritual energy quickly entered Mo Wentian's body.

"what happened?"

In the small courtyard, a hint of surprise rose in Hongjiao's eyes, and then her figure flashed and landed in the room.

inside the room.

Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged, and a stream of spiritual energy formed a huge vortex above Mo Wentian's head. A steady stream of spiritual energy quickly entered Mo Wentian's body.

"The speed of absorbing spiritual energy is so fast!"

The light in Hongjiao's eyes skyrocketed. Even if she was a Rank 4 Sword Emperor, she would never see such a vast scene as Mo Wentian during her training.

"Who is he?"

Hongjiao's eyes suddenly flickered, "The number one Dan Emperor in the Southern Territory?"

Incredible swordsmanship talent

Looking at Mo Wentian, Hongjiao suddenly felt that the Mo Wentian in front of her was a complete mystery. He seemed to be hiding countless secrets...

"Roar… "

At this moment, the four statues in Mo Wentian's body suddenly lit up.

An extremely terrifying will to swordsmanship rose into the sky from Mo Wentian.

"This is… "

Hongjiao's pupils shrank violently, and then she said with shock on her face: "The King of Swords!"

"How can this be?"

Hongjiao's eyes were full of disbelief, the King of Swords, the legendary King of Swords

"Get out..."

Just when Hongjiao was staring at Mo Wentian with shock on her face, a fierce aura suddenly came over her. Hongjiao subconsciously blocked her chest with a long sword.

"bump!"

Hongjiao's body flew out upside down.

"This is the monster!"

Hongjiao took a breath of cold air and was hit by the Burial Monkey. Hongjiao felt as if her whole body was about to fall apart, and her arms were trembling.

"This Demon King's combat prowess is no worse than mine!"

Hong Jiao's eyes were extremely solemn. For the first time, he felt how terrifying Mo Wentian was.

Even the Demon Emperor Mo Wentian, who is comparable to the Rank 4 Sword Emperor, can subdue him. Then Mo Wentian’s cultivation level, isn’t it...

"Boom..."

The next moment, the sword intent in the room soared into the sky, countless roars resounded inside, and waves of powerful pressure spread crazily towards the surroundings.

"King of Swords!"

Four faint words sounded, and Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes.

In those cold eyes.

It seemed as if a supreme divine sword appeared. With one swing of the divine sword, the mountains and rivers shattered, and the heaven and earth became extinct...

"Finally reached the peak of swordsmanship!"

The aura on his body receded like the tide.

After refining the sword-locking rope, Mo Wentian originally reached the eighth level of sword master, and finally broke into the ninth level of sword master.

Reached the peak of swordsmanship.

"Now I can easily kill a rank three Sword Emperor, even a rank four Sword Emperor..."

"It can also be defeated!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and then he seemed to remember something. Mo Wentian's cold eyes suddenly fell on Hong Jiao.

"Mo Wentian..."

As Mo Wentian's eyes fell, Hongjiao's body trembled slightly.

Under this look, Hongjiao seemed to feel that all the secrets in her body had been seen through by Mo Wentian.

"Next time, I'll die!"

A cold murderous aura flashed across Mo Wentian's cold eyes.

When a swordsman is practicing, that is the most dangerous time.

If it hadn't been for the Buried Sky Monkey protecting him just now, what would have happened...

Horrible!

"die!"

Hong Jiao's body trembled. If Mo Wentian said this to her in the beginning, she would inevitably smile mockingly.

But when she heard Mo Wentian's words again, a chill suddenly rose in Hongjiao's heart.

The King of Swords.

In front of Mo Wentian, her pride was vulnerable to a blow!