"What a domineering Ba Tian Dan..."
Mo Wentian did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and quickly concentrated on refining the power of the Tyrant Pill.
"Rumble..."
In Mo Wentian's body, the power of the Tyrant Pill rolled inside Mo Wentian's body. These medicinal powers formed hammers that hit Mo Wentian's body crazily.
"The first tempering..."
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and as these hammers fell, Mo Wentian felt that his entire body was being torn apart, and traces of blood seeped out from Mo Wentian's body.
"uh-huh… "
"uh-huh… "
…
Mo Wentian sat cross-legged and kept his mind close. Under the tempering of these hammers, the power of the Tyrant Pill was gradually absorbed by Mo Wentian's body, and Mo Wentian's body became stronger and stronger.
Within Mo Wentian's body, the sword star core was slowly rotating.
"Buzz buzz..."
I don't know how much time had passed, but Mo Wentian felt that his body had become numb, but the next moment, a terrifying force of medicine entered Mo Wentian's body crazily.
"Hiss, hiss..."
Mo Wentian took a breath. The strength of these medicines increased his body's newly adapted strength several times again.
"It's the second round..."
Mo Wentian gritted his teeth and simply activated the Heaven-Devouring God Art, immersing himself in cultivation.
"Bump bump bump..."
Under the cliff, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged. Countless phantoms suddenly appeared around Mo Wentian. These phantoms swung hammers one by one and landed on Mo Wentian.
They seemed to be forging something.
Don't know how long it has been.
Until an extremely mysterious aura came, Mo Wentian instantly woke up from his practice.
"My body is about to break through..."
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and countless hammer phantoms fell around him. The layers of golden light on Mo Wentian's body were extremely bright.
Under these hammers, Mo Wentian's body was undergoing some changes.
"The last temper..."
An extremely violent medicinal power suddenly rushed out of Mo Wentian's body, and the next moment, Mo Wentian's golden body suddenly glowed.
"Boom..."
The golden light flashes crazily, and these golden lights form mysterious inscriptions.
"Wave… "
As if something was broken, a vast force spread out from Mo Wentian's body. The next moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body suddenly surged.
"Buzz buzz..."
A ferocious aura spread crazily around.
"What a strong aura!"
"This is a peak level four monster..."
…
Everyone in the Sword King Pavilion stood up.
"This aura seems to come from under the cliff, and the Pavilion Master is practicing under the cliff!"
Ku Lai said with a surprised expression.
"Is it the boss..."
"Breakthrough!"
Xiao Jiao's eyes lit up, and the next moment, a terrifying force rose into the sky again.
"Third Rank Sword King, Fourth Rank Sword King..."
"No, it's the Fifth Rank Sword Emperor!"
A group of people looked shocked. This aura was very familiar to them. It came from their pavilion master!
"The late golden body is broken!"
A roar came, and the next moment, a bright light rose on Mo Wentian's body. At this moment, Mo Wentian's body finally reached the late stage of the golden body.
"High-quality imperial weapon..."
Mo Wentian opened his eyes, and a high-grade imperial weapon suddenly appeared in his hand. Mo Wentian's palm was slightly exerted, and the high-grade imperial weapon shattered directly in the palm of Mo Wentian's hand!
"What a strong physique. Now, with my physical strength alone, I am enough to compete with the Rank 7 Sword Emperor!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. In the late stage of his golden body, his physique was comparable to that of a seventh-level sword emperor. From today on, he, Mo Wentian, has become a high-level sword emperor!
"My cultivation level has been improved to rank five Sword Emperor..."
Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows, and then a strong will suppressed him. In Mo Wentian's dantian, the sword star core was running crazily. Mo Wentian's cultivation level, from the fifth-level sword king, to the third-level sword, was suppressed. Emperor.
"The improvement of cultivation level is not as fast as possible!"
"It was precisely because I improved too quickly in my last life that my cultivation became slower and slower in the end. When I reached the peak of the Sword Emperor, it was even harder to make progress!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, although his cultivation was suppressed.
But his strength is stronger!
"It's time to get out!"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and disappeared under the cliff. When he reappeared, Mo Wentian was already in the main hall of Sword King Pavilion.
"Boss..."
"Pavilion Master..."
…
Seeing Mo Wentian appear, the faces of the group of people in the hall were instantly happy.
"Boss, a disciple just sent news that people from Tianjian Sect and Sword God Mountain are here..."
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
"Tianjianmen and Sword God Mountain..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and then he asked in a deep voice, "Where are they now?"
"Boss, according to the news from the disciples, the people from Tianjian Sect will arrive in one day, but the people from Sword God Mountain will take two days to arrive!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao said softly.
"after one day?"
"Two days later?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
"Boss, Tianjianmen and Sword God Mountain are coming to kill us. What should we do now?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao asked in a deep voice.
"what to do?"
Mo Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he seemed to remember something. A powerful aura suddenly rose from Mo Wentian's body to the sky.
"coming… "
Two faint words came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.
"Boss, what's coming?"
Xiaojiao asked with astonishment on his face.
"People from Sword God Mountain and Tianjian Sect are here..."
Mo Wentian said with a cold face.
"Everyone is here?"
Xiao Jiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "Isn't it going to be one day later..."
"Mo Wentian, get out!"
After Xiao Jiao finished speaking, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly descended on the Sword King Pavilion.
"It's really here!"
Xiaojiao's pupils shrank, and the expressions of the other disciples of the Sword King Pavilion also became extremely solemn.
"Boss..."
"Little Jiao obeys the order!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian suddenly shouted coldly.
"Boss!"
The little dragon jumped up and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder.
"Little Jiao, you are now leading the twenty-five sword kings from my Sword King Pavilion to intercept and kill the people from Tianjian Sect halfway!"
"Not only that, I want you to destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect for me too!"
Looking at Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian said coldly.
"Intercept and kill the disciples of Tianjian Sect?"
"Destroyed the Heavenly Sword Sect..."
Xiao Jiao's eyes lit up, and he quickly said: "Don't worry, boss, Xiao Jiao promises to complete the task!"
"good!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.
Then he shouted in a cold voice again: "God damn it, where is the Burial Monkey?"
"The disciple is here!"
"Owner!"
The Burial Monkey and Tiansha appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"God damn it, you take the Buried Sky Monkey, plus the remaining Sword King experts from my Sword King Pavilion, to intercept and kill the disciples of Sword God Mountain, and then kill Sword God Mountain..."
"destroyed!"
Mo Wentian said coldly.
"Pavilion Master, don't worry, God will definitely complete the mission!"
The Heavenly Killer and the Buried Heavenly Monkey also disappeared.