"Hurricane Sword Intent, open!"
Seeing Mo Wentian chasing after him, a cold light flashed in Mo Shang's eyes, and a terrifying hurricane rose. The next moment, Mo Shang's figure quickly climbed up the ladder to the sky.
"Attribute Sword Intent!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he continued to climb the tower.
The ladder to heaven has a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. Every time you go up to one level, the power of the dragon beneath you will become stronger. When you reach the seven thousandth level, Mo Wentian can only feel his feet.
It seemed like a real dragon was rolling.
"What a powerful Dragon God Heavenly Formation!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Mo Wentian's position stopped at step 701, and on the third step above Mo Wentian was Mo Shang.
I saw the crazy raging hurricane above Mo Shang's head, and waves of hurricane sword intent spread from Mo Shang's body.
But Mo Shang's face was extremely pale.
Looking at Mo Wentian, who was only three steps away from him, Mo Shang's face was a little ugly. He had already used the hurricane sword intent with all his strength, but reaching the seven thousandth floor was already his limit.
It is undoubtedly more difficult to move forward than to reach the sky.
"Go up!"
"Boom..."
As he climbed to the first floor again, a pressure three or four times stronger than that of the seventh-thousand-layer suddenly suppressed Mo Wentian.
"Buzz buzz..."
Golden rays of light rose up on Mo Wentian's body. At this moment, Mo Wentian's body reached its limit.
"If I don't use my sword intention, it seems like I really can't get up..."
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up into a slight smile.
If other people heard what Mo Wentian said, they would definitely be frightened and not use their sword intent
Mo Wentian hasn't used his sword to resist this dragon power
That's right, when he reached the 7000th level, Mo Wentian did not use any sword intention. The sword star core was slowly rotating in Mo Wentian's body, and powerful sword energy was flowing in Mo Wentian's body.
"Mo Wentian, you can't go up either!"
Seeing Mo Wentian stop again, a smile suddenly appeared on Mo Shang's lips.
The Sword King of the Southern Territory finally lost to him!
"Can't go up?"
Mo Wentian grinned, and then suddenly took a step forward.
"Qinglong Sword Intent!"
"Roar… "
A dragon roar sounded, and a fire dragon was hovering above Mo Wentian's head. The next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward, three or four steps forward, and directly surpassed Mo Shang, who was just sarcastic!
"How can this be?"
Mo Shang's face was filled with shock. This was already the 7,000th floor. Here, not to mention Mo Wentian, even the young man at the top could only walk one step at a time.
But Mo Wentian…
But it took three or four steps directly.
"Actually, he is right, you are a waste!"
Turning his head, Mo Wentian looked at Mo Shang with a sarcastic face.
"you… "
Mo Shang's face turned red.
The next moment, Mo Shang seemed to have discovered something, and his face suddenly became filled with anger.
"Mo Tianjiao, do you dare?"
The roar came, and Mo Tianjiao was hundreds of steps away from him. The Quicksand Emperor Sword suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and the vast imperial power spread. Mo Tianjiao took a few breaths and walked hundreds of steps directly.
"Get off!"
A scolding sound came, and Mo Shang's body flew out.
"No… "
Mo Shang roared crazily, and his eyes were extremely vicious.
Two sword kings from the Southern Region.
All surpassed him!
How could he, the peerless genius of the Mo family, endure this!
"Mo Wentian, these seven forbidden sword techniques belong to me!"
A cold voice came, and Mo Tianjiao took a few steps forward again and rushed directly towards Mo Wentian.
"your?"
Mo Wentian smiled coldly and relied on the Emperor Sword to get here. Do you still think he is a genius
"Without the Quicksand Emperor Sword, you are no different than useless!"
Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian's face was filled with disdain.
"you… "
Mo Tianjiao's pretty face turned cold, but Mo Wentian was right. Without the Quicksand Emperor Sword, her strength would have dropped countless times.
Her talent is only tenth level. She has no special kendo physique. Such talent is not bad in the Southern Territory.
But entering Zhongzhou, it is a waste.
"Mo Wentian, you say I'm a waste, then let's see who reaches the top of the tower first!"
Mo Tianjiao suddenly took a deep breath and said with a cold and arrogant face.
She wanted to defeat Mo Wentian, and she wanted to tell Mo Wentian that she was the unparalleled talent of the Mo family.
"Who goes up first?"
Mo Wentian smiled disdainfully, and he dismissed the bet.
but…
"If you want to bet, bet, but..."
"But what?"
Mo Tianjiao said coldly.
With the Quicksand Emperor Sword around, she didn't believe that Mo Wentian would go up before her!
"But it has to be a little lucky!"
Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian suddenly smiled evilly.
"Luck?"
Mo Tianjiao frowned, and then said coldly: "What do you want to bet on?"
"I want to bet you..."
"You are shameless!"
Before Mo Wentian finished speaking, Mo Tianjiao's face suddenly turned red and he shouted angrily.
"Ahem...don't get me wrong!"
Mo Wentian coughed lightly, then said with a smile: "I'm not interested in you, but I am a little interested in your Quicksand Emperor Sword!"
"You want to bet on the Liusha Emperor Sword?"
Mo Tianjiao's expression suddenly turned cold.
The Quicksand Emperor Sword was her most important thing. Without the Quicksand Emperor Sword, she was just an ordinary genius. Even entering the realm of the Sword Emperor was extremely difficult.
"I'll use the Thunder Emperor Sword to bet on your Quicksand Emperor Sword!"
"If you lose, the Liusha Emperor Sword will be mine. If I lose, I will give you the Thunder Emperor Sword. How about that?"
Looking at Mo Tianjiao, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
"Thunder Emperor Sword!"
Mo Tianjiao's eyes were filled with fire. Of course she had seen Mo Wentian's Thunder Emperor Sword before. That sword was definitely no worse than the Liusha Emperor Sword.
"I promise you!"
Gritting his teeth, Mo Tianjiao said coldly and arrogantly.
She didn't believe that Mo Wentian could win against her!
She also has the Imperial Sword, and her cultivation has already reached the level of the third-level Sword King, while Mo Wentian has only reached the second-level Sword King level, and she has just entered the realm of the Sword King!
"good!"
Seeing Mo Tianjiao agree, the smile on Mo Wentian's face slowly spread.
Then the figure flashed and walked towards the ladder step by step.
"interesting… "
At the top of the ladder, the young man looked at the two people below, his eyes narrowed slightly.
An interested smile spread from the corner of the young man's mouth.
In the young man's hand, a small purple dragon hovered.
In this purple crayfish, the boy is walking on the ladder to heaven as if he is walking on flat ground, without even the slightest pressure!
"Walk!"
Mo Tianjiao also scolded, and quickly rushed up the ladder with the Quicksand Emperor Sword.
"You think you can defeat me with the Quicksand Emperor Sword?"
Mo Wentian grinned and looked at Mo Tianjiao who was surpassing him and walking towards the top of the ladder. Mo Wentian didn't even have the slightest worry in his eyes.
The Dragon God Heavenly Formation is not that easy to get up to.
"Eight thousand layers!"
Stepping onto the 8,000th floor, Mo Wentian only felt a powerful dragon power, suppressing him crazily.
The fire dragon sword intent above Mo Wentian's head surged crazily.
"Compared to the 7000th floor, the dragon power here is ten times more powerful!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. The pressure at the 8,000th level was ten times that at the 7,000th level. If he remembered correctly, the pressure at the 9,000th level would be a hundred times that at the 8,000th level!