"Uncle Third, what should we do now?"
Looking at the man, Hongyi asked in a low voice.
"what to do?"
A bright light flashed across the man's eyes, and then he said calmly: "Wait..."
"wait!"
Red eyes flashed with light.
"How can the small Sword King Pavilion block the Qing family and the Underworld Sword Palace? Now that the emperor is out, the most he can do is be grateful. If he had waited until the Sword King Pavilion was about to perish to save him..."
A confident smile appeared in the man's eyes.
"Wait until Sword King Pavilion is about to perish before saving..."
Hongyi took a deep breath. For some reason, Hongyi suddenly had a premonition in his heart. Sword King Pavilion, maybe...
"I was overthinking it. How could a small sword gate in the southern region block the Qing Family and the Underworld Sword Palace!"
Hongyi smiled bitterly, and then his eyes fell on the figure in the void again.
In the void, the battle between Mo Wentian and the two Rank 8 Sword Emperors has entered into full daylight.
Although Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only the third rank of Sword Emperor, the power of each sword wielded by Mo Wentian is comparable to that of an ordinary seventh rank Sword Emperor. With the Heaven Devouring God Art, Mo Wentian and the two eight Turning the Sword Emperor, the battle was evenly matched!
"Qiang Qiang!"
The sound of two metal collisions was heard, and Mo Wentian's figure took a dozen steps back.
The two rank eight sword kings also quickly retreated.
"This kid is so powerful!"
The two old men had extremely solemn expressions. After fighting Mo Wentian, they discovered how terrifying Mo Wentian was. Every time they collided, in addition to the terrifying sword energy, they realized how terrifying Mo Wentian was.
There was also an extremely terrifying force that was introduced into their bodies.
"This kid is so evil. If he doesn't die today, he will definitely become a big problem for our Qing family in the future!"
The two old men looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes. With such a terrifying talent, if Mo Wentian grows up, he may become...
The supreme sword emperor!
"My cultivation level is still too low!"
"If I were the fifth-level sword king now, then I could kill these two people with one sword strike!"
Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, with an incomparable indifference on his face. It was indeed not easy for Mo Wentian to kill the two Rank 8 Sword Emperors, but it was even more impossible for the two Sword Emperors to kill Mo Wentian!
"These two old guys are going to get serious!"
On the thunder sculpture, a bright light flashed across the eyes of the Qingcheng woman.
"Get real..."
Mo Tianjiao and Shandi Sword Emperor's eyes were filled with shock.
Their feelings have just been inextricably linked, but these two Rank 8 Sword Emperors have yet to show their true feelings!
"This kid is going to be unstoppable..."
Next to the man in red, his eyes also showed a smile.
The two Rank 8 Sword Emperors attacked with all their strength.
This is definitely a very scary thing. Mo Wentian, a third-level sword emperor, wants to block two eighth-level reduced sword emperors who are attacking with all their strength. This is simply impossible!
"Master!"
"Ask the sky!"
…
In the Sword King Pavilion, eyes fell on Mo Wentian one after another.
"Finally we have to go all out..."
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, how could the Eighth Rank Sword King be that simple
"Mo Wentian, you will definitely die today!"
"Provoking my Qing family is definitely the worst decision you have ever made!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and in the void, Qing Hao stood on top of Huo Luan. A sharp sword energy suddenly rose into the sky from the two old men.
"Boom..."
The spiritual energy of the void raged, and the terrifying sword energy raged around the two old men.
"Qingxuan Sword Intent!"
"Buzz buzz..."
The terrifying sword intention formed a white tiger in the void. On the white tiger, the murderous aura was wanton, and the terrifying sword energy vibrated crazily in the void.
"Roar… "
The white tiger roared angrily and rushed towards Mo Wentian.
"Xuanwu Sword Intent!"
"boom!"
Another terrifying sword intent also rose.
A Xuanwu that was several feet tall appeared. As the Xuanwu appeared, Mo Wentian seemed to feel that a big mountain was coming to suppress him.
"Although the rock attribute has strong defensive power, it does not prove that it has no attack power!"
"The powerful rock attribute can directly suppress the opponent to death..."
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and then the Thunder Emperor's sword shot a sword flower toward Xu, and a bolt of thunder and lightning sword energy condensed instantly.
"Blue Dragon Eats!"
"Roar… "
The lightning sword energy turned into a thunder dragon and rushed directly towards the white tiger.
"bump!"
The void trembled crazily, the spiritual energy was chaotic, and the powerful sword intent caused the disciples of the Sword King Pavilion to retreat quickly one by one.
"White Tiger Sword Kill!"
"Buzz buzz..."
In the void, the white tiger suddenly jumped, opened its bloody mouth and bit down on Mo Wentian's thunder dragon.
"Xuanwu suppression!"
"boom!"
But the next moment, an extremely heavy force suddenly suppressed Mo Wentian's body.
"Pfft..."
Mo Wentian felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Such a strong sword spirit. If my body wasn't comparable to a top-grade imperial weapon, I would probably have lost my fighting power now..."
Taking a deep breath, the immortal sword body moved, and the sword energy circulated in Mo Wentian's body.
Mo Wentian's internal injuries recovered quickly.
"Rock attributes, I can also..."
"Xuanwu Eater!"
"Ouch..."
A low roar came, and a Xuanwu several feet tall appeared above Mo Wentian's head.
"Isn't it possible that the sword energy in this boy's body is endless..."
The expressions of the two old men instantly became serious.
Even they didn't dare to unleash so many Four Elephant Sword Intentions, but Mo Wentian didn't seem to feel even a little bit of pressure!
"White Tiger Eats!"
"Suzaku bites!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian fired two sword intents again. A murderous intent arose. The white tiger roared and pounced directly on the two old men.
The red bird flew, and the terrifying fire energy poured down.
"Mo Wentian, do you dare?"
The expressions of the two old men changed slightly.
"Don't you dare?"
Mo Wentian sneered, and then his figure flashed and suddenly disappeared into the void.
"Qianxunbu!"
"Shadow Secret!"
"Buzz buzz..."
A strange figure instantly filled the entire void, and the next moment, a terrifying force fell on an old man.
"you dare?"
Frightened and angry voices sounded in the void, and in the void, an old man's figure was seen flying backwards.
"Pfft..."
The old man's mouth was filled with blood, and a fist mark was deeply dented in the old man's chest.
"Mo Wentian..."
On Huo Luan, Qing Hao's expression suddenly changed.
Although the old man was the Sword King, how could the old man's physique be comparable to that of Mo Wentian? When Mo Wentian got close to him, he was not paying attention and was seriously injured by Mo Wentian's punch.
If the old man hadn't retreated quickly, he would have fallen into Mo Wentian's hands by now.
"Pity… "
In the void, Mo Wentian's figure appeared strangely. Looking at the old man who had retreated to Huo Luan, an evil smile appeared on the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
If the old man had retreated a little slower just now, then the old man would not even think about it...
Back away!
"The Eighth-Rank Sword Emperor wants to kill me, Mo Wentian. This is a bit too much. You are looking down on yourself..."
A cold voice sounded in the void again, light flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and two sharp edges appeared again.
"Fire dragon, show up!"
"Rock Dragon, show up!"
"Hoho..."
Two roars came, and two swords of tens of feet appeared in the void again.