A slight smile appeared from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
Although the Heaven-Eating Divine Art was able to swallow Lin Xiao last time, it was because Mo Wentian's Heaven-Eating Spiritual Root was only first-rate.
A first-class sky-devouring spiritual root is equivalent to an ordinary fifth-class spiritual root.
And the third-level Heaven-devouring Spiritual Root.
It is already comparable to an ordinary eighth-level spiritual root. Although Qiu Sanjin's spiritual root is seventh-level, it is still far behind Mo Wentian's spiritual root.
A spiritual root worse than his own.
How to repair one's own shortcomings? Naturally, the Heaven-Devouring Divine Technique will not look down on it.
That is to say.
If Mo Wentian wants to improve his spiritual roots again, he must devour stronger spiritual objects and spiritual roots above the eighth level next time!
"This Heaven-Devouring God Technique tastes too weird!"
Mo Wentian smiled slightly, then dodged and disappeared. The moment Mo Wentian left, a dozen people appeared again in the valley.
"Qiu Sanjin, the third young master of the enemy family, was beheaded by Mo Wentian!"
A series of exclamations sounded.
The entire Dongman Mountains became noisy again, especially the people from the enemy family. Everyone looked at the Mo family with cold eyes.
"Mo Han, you also said that this person is not from your Mo family. Now he even dares to kill a genius disciple of my enemy family. I think this is the instigation of your Mo family!"
Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Han and said with an evil look on his face.
Next to Mo Han, there were three other people. The auras of the three people were restrained, but they exuded a sharp edge while hiding.
The elder of the Mo family.
These three old men are the three elders of the Mo family, and the first one among them is the elder who saved Mo Wentian in the Mo family's martial arts arena!
"Presumptuous, Qiu Yuan, what are you talking about? Mo Wentian doesn't even have a first-class spiritual root in my Mo family. Who in the entire Dongjian City doesn't know this!"
"Now that he has killed your enemy's disciples, it means that your enemy's disciples are useless and can't even defeat a loser. I think your enemy is just a bunch of losers!"
Mo Han said with a cold expression on his face.
"Mo Han, you are seeking death!"
Qiu Yuan's eyes surged with evil energy.
The other disciples of the enemy family all looked at Mo Han with anger on their faces, and the atmosphere between the two groups instantly became tense.
"Yuan'er, stand down!"
At this moment, a low shout came.
I saw a white-haired old man walking out of the enemy team and looking at Mo Han indifferently. The old man's eyes fell on the old man in front of Mo Han.
"Mo Yu, your Mo family disciples are going too far by killing my enemy's direct disciples!"
The old man looked at Mo Yu and said in a deep voice.
"Too much?"
Mo Yu grinned and then said: "The little guys like to quarrel and quarrel, so let them go. We are so old, why should we care so much!"
"Why bother so much?"
The old man's eyes turned cold, and he immediately said: "So, you want to keep this good-for-nothing?"
"waste?"
Mo Yu smiled disdainfully, even the Lijian Realm swordsman was beheaded, and he still called Mo Wentian a waste
The enemy deserves to be killed!
"My Mo family will never interfere in the fight for young people, but if some shameless people take action, then don't blame me, Mo Yu!"
The light suddenly surged in Mo Yu's eyes, and an extremely impressive aura spread from Mo Yu's body.
The expressions of the Mo family disciples standing next to Mo Yu changed drastically.
"The peak of Lijian!"
The old man's expression changed, and then he said coldly: "Mo Yu, this person killed the third young master of my enemy's family. Although Sanjin was a bit dandy, Sanyuan was a disciple of Tianjian Sect. My enemy is responsible for this." I don’t care, but if Sanyuan takes action, you can’t blame me!”
"Qiu Sanyuan!"
Mo Yu's brows wrinkled slightly.
"let's go!"
Qiu Yu glanced at the disciples of the Mo family with a cold look, and shouted coldly at the disciples of the enemy family.
"Great Elder!"
Seeing that Qiu Yu was leaving, Qiu Yuan's expression changed drastically.
This time the competition is for Zhu Guo.
The enemy didn't get anything, but they lost several disciples. Even Qiu Sanjin, a seventh-level spiritual disciple, was lost in the Dongman Mountains.
If we leave like this, wouldn't it be...
"Walk!"
Qiu Yu shouted coldly, turned around and disappeared.
See Qiu Yu leaving.
The other enemy disciples could only follow and leave.
As the enemy leaves.
The expressions of the Mo family disciples instantly became serious. Mo Yu's words were equivalent to offending his enemies.
The enemy family and the Mo family are both big families in Dongjian City. Offending the enemy family is definitely not a good thing for the Mo family.
"Great Elder, can this waste really be able to kill Qiu Sanjin?"
Mo Han looked at Mo Yu and asked with twinkling eyes.
"You don't have to worry about this matter. Everyone in the Mo family must return to Dongjian City. This Zhu Guo matter is over!"
Mo Yu looked at Mo Han and said indifferently.
"this… "
Mo Han's expression changed slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "Great Elder, now is the time to fight for the spiritual veins. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for us to offend our enemies like this. This trash is just a first-class spiritual root. I think it's better to give it to our enemies. How to deal with it!”
"Send it to your enemies to deal with?"
A sudden coldness flashed in Mo Yu's eyes. He glanced at Mo Han coldly and said, "You are not even one-tenth as good as Mo Wentian!"
After saying that, he disappeared.
"I'm not even one-tenth as good as this trash..."
Mo Han stood there, his expression extremely dull, so a look of ferocity appeared on Mo Han's face.
"What kind of ecstasy did this waste give the Great Elder, so that he would rather offend his enemies than save this waste!"
"The sword fight is about to begin. I want to see how powerful this loser is..."
Mo Han's eyes were extremely cold.
He is one of the three great geniuses in Dongjian City, but now Mo Yu says he is not even one-tenth as good as Mo Wentian.
How could Mo Han accept this!
"Walk!"
With a cold shout, Mo Han took the Mo family disciples and left quickly.
In the Dongman Mountains.
Mo Wentian's figure looked like a ghost.
In three days, Mo Wentian finally knew the whole story. It turned out that he was a disciple of the Yuan family who wanted to arrest him with a low-grade spiritual weapon.
As long as he catches himself, he can be rewarded with a low-grade spiritual weapon. In addition, he has three red fruits on his body. Who among the sword cultivators in East Sword City would not be tempted
"Thirteen waves!"
Mo Wentian had some helplessness in his eyes. In the past three days, Mo Wentian had fought countless battles. Even if Mo Wentian had a high level of cultivation, he would still be unable to hold on!
"Did you know that the disciples of the Yuan family have just sent out a message again, saying that this wanted order has been cancelled, and even the disciples of the Yuan family have returned to East Sword City themselves!"
"real or fake?"
"Not only the Yuan family, but also the Mo family and the enemy family have retreated. I heard that Mo Wentian also killed Qiu Sanjin, a genius disciple of the enemy family!"
"It turns out to be Qiu Sanjin. This person is a strong man at the peak of spirit gathering. Moreover, this person also has a seventh-level spiritual root. In time, he will definitely become a swordsman in the Lijian Realm!"
…
At this moment, a series of comments suddenly came.
"Have the three major families retreated?"
Mo Wentian stood on the tree, frowning slightly.
Can the three major families resist Zhu Guo's temptation
Looking at the group of people slowly disappearing, an extremely terrifying light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes!