"Master, I will explain Mingyou's matter clearly to the adults of Mingjian Palace, but I want to leave Sword God Mountain for a while..."
As if remembering something, Mo Tianjiao gritted his teeth and said.
"leave?"
The Mountain Sword Emperor glanced at Mo Tianjiao with an indifferent expression, and then said indifferently: "You must first pass the level of the Underworld Sword Palace. The disciples of the Underworld Sword Palace died in the Southern Region. This is..."
"Master, don't worry. Even if the disciple risks his life, he will definitely make the Lord of the Underworld Sword Palace appease his anger!"
Mo Tianjiao said quickly.
"That's pretty much it, get out!"
The Mountain Sword King snorted coldly, and Mo Tianjiao quickly exited the Sword Temple.
In the Sword Temple, only the Mountain Sword King was left, looking at the distant void with a sudden chill in his eyes.
"Mo Wentian, you dare to swallow the Liusha Emperor Sword from my Sword God Mountain. This time I not only want you to hand over the Liusha Emperor Sword, but the Seven Swords Forbidden Technique and the Taixu Talisman also belong to my Sword God Mountain..."
The eyes of the Mountain Sword King were suddenly extremely cold.
Nanman Mountains, in front of the Imperial Palace.
"Such a strong boy, how come his strength has grown so fast!"
Hongyi's eyes were filled with shock. The last time they met, Mo Wen was a genius swordsman at his peak, but now, Mo Wentian had killed the Tiandao Sword Emperor with one sword.
Although the Tiandao Sword Emperor is not strong, that's still...
The Fourth Rank Sword King!
"Owner… "
The Sky Burying Monkey appeared in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at the red man opposite him, the Sky Burying Monkey's eyes were extremely fierce.
"Giggle... Little brother, do you really have the Seven Swords Forbidden Technique and the Taixu Talisman in your hands?"
The figure appeared ten meters away from Mo Wentian, and Hong Yi asked with a sweet smile.
"That's right!"
Looking at Hongyi, Mo Wentian looked extremely indifferent.
Although the current Mo Wentian could not kill the rank-6 Sword Emperor, it was impossible for Hong Yi to kill him!
"Little brother, I don't want the Seven Swords Forbidden Technique, but the Taixu Talisman is not a good thing. How about you give it to your sister and let her keep it for you?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Hongyi said with a sweet smile.
"here you are?"
Mo Wentian smiled, then suddenly became cold, and said with an indifferent expression: "The Sword Emperor in red, if you want the Taixu Talisman, come and take it from my hand, Mo Wentian, but if you die..."
"Then don't blame me, Mo Wentian, for not reminding me, hahahaha..."
Mo Wentian suddenly laughed.
"help yourself… "
The killing intent flashed in Hongyi's eyes.
Looking at the laughing Mo Wentian, Hong Yi's expression flickered. How strong is the Mo Wentian in front of him
"According to what Hongjiao said, he has at least two imperial swords and two imperial swords to protect his body. Even if I want to kill him, I'm afraid..."
Hongyi couldn't help but sigh, "Two Emperor Swords, those are Emperor Swords. Although she is much stronger than Mo Wentian, but if she wants to kill Mo Wentian..."
It is undoubtedly a fantasy!
"The little brother was joking, but he actually wanted to keep it for himself, so the red man said goodbye..."
Hongyi suddenly laughed evilly, and his figure flashed before appearing in front of Hongjiao again.
"Master..."
Seeing Hong Yi about to leave, Hong Jiao's expression changed slightly.
"Walk!"
With a cold shout, the two disappeared in front of the Imperial Realm Palace.
"Master, this woman is very strong!"
As Hong Yi left, the Buried Sky Monkey said solemnly.
"Very strong..."
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. The Sword King in red was definitely one of the strongest opponents he had ever encountered in this life. This red man was probably even better than Qing Lian, who had the ancient Tianhen swordsmanship.
Not too far off.
"The place where the sword is buried, I will go back again..."
Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian shouted in a deep voice: "Let's leave now!"
"Yes, Master!"
One man and one beast disappeared into the Nanman Mountains.
As Mo Wentian left, the Nanman Mountains suddenly began to shake, and in a moment, the Imperial Realm Palace mysteriously disappeared into the Nanman Mountains.
Sword King Pavilion.
"Second Pavilion Master, the Sword King of the Northern Territory is making noise outside again!"
In the Sword King's Hall, Ku Lai looked at Tianhu and the others in the hall and said with anger on his face.
"The Sword King of the Northern Territory!"
Following Rong Lai's words, the expressions of Tianhu and others suddenly turned cold.
"These old bastards, if the boss hadn't told us not to conflict with other forces, Grandpa Xiaojiao, I would have gone out right now and killed all these old bastards!"
Xiaojiao said angrily.
"It's been seven days, he should be back!"
Tianhu looked into the void with his eyes, and a trace of light flashed across his eyes.
Almost a week had passed since Mo Wentian left the Sword King Pavilion.
And the day after Mo Wentian left.
The Sword Emperor of the Xuanyin Sword Sect suddenly appeared outside the Sword King Pavilion. Represented by the Xuanbing Sword Emperor, a group of Sword Emperors called for battle outside the Sword King Pavilion.
"Mo Wentian, get out..."
Outside the Sword King Pavilion, rolling sounds rang out, and the sword intent of more than a dozen Northern Territory Sword Kings enveloped the entire Sword King Pavilion.
In the Sword King Pavilion.
The disciples of the Sword King Pavilion all had extremely ugly faces.
"Seventeen Sword Emperors, this is definitely not simple. Xuanyin Sword Sect is the number one sword sect in the Northern Territory, but it is impossible for there to be so many Sword Emperors. Two of them even made me feel a palpitation in my heart!"
"This time the Northern Territory Sword King came to kill, I'm afraid it was premeditated!"
Tiansha stood up and said in a deep voice.
"Premeditated!"
The faces of several people darkened. Among the seventeen Sword Emperors, the Xuanbing Sword Emperor stood at the front, but Tianhu and the others still sensed that this matter was unusual.
"If the boss doesn't come back, will we just watch these people clamoring outside my Sword King Pavilion?"
Xiaojiao looked at everyone and said with an ugly face.
"The second pavilion master is right. Our Sword King Pavilion now has more than fifty sword kings. Are we still afraid of the seventeen sword kings in the Northern Territory?"
An elder stood up and said angrily.
"That's right, get out!"
"Let the Northern Territory Sword King see the power of my Sword King Pavilion!"
"Pavilion masters, please give me orders!"
…
Several elders were kneeling in the main hall.
Tianhu's brows furrowed deeply.
"kill… "
"Ask the sky!"
Tianhu was about to give an order, but at this moment, Tianhu seemed to have discovered something, and his expression suddenly looked extremely surprised.
I saw a figure suddenly appearing in the hall.
"Pavilion Master!"
"Boss!"
…
Voices of surprise rang out, and it was Mo Wentian who appeared in the hall. Behind Mo Wentian, there was the Sky Burial Monkey!
"Boss, I miss you so much..."
Xiao Jiao's body jumped up and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder. His head arched on Mo Wentian's neck. Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of excitement.
"Master..."
Mo Qingyu also looked at Mo Wentian with surprise on her face.
"What's going on outside?"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian suddenly frowned and asked.
"Report to the Pavilion Master, they are the Sword Emperors of the Northern Territory!"
Ku Lai stood up and said in a deep voice.
"The Sword King of the Northern Territory!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with coldness, and then he said in a deep voice: "Tell me and listen..."
"Yes, Pavilion Master!"
Ku Lai quickly told Mo Wentian what happened in the past few days.
"The Sword King of the Northern Territory!"
"Seventeen Sword Emperors!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and the power of his soul unfolded. The scene outside the Sword King Pavilion all appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.
"You were right not to go out!"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.
"Pavilion Master, aren't they only seventeen Sword Emperors? Our Sword King Pavilion now has more than fifty Sword Emperors, why are we still afraid of them!"
An elder couldn't help but said.
"Seventeen Sword Emperors?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and then he said calmly: "Who told you that they were seventeen sword emperors?"
"Not seventeen?"
Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with astonishment.
"What the eyes see is not necessarily true, they are..."
"One hundred and seven sword kings!"
"One hundred and seven!"
In the main hall, there was a sound of gasping for air.