"That's how it is. I wonder how to select candidates for this sword?"
Mo Wentian looked at Mo Yizhan and asked with a smile.
"How to choose?"
Mo Yizhan raised his brows, glanced at Mo Wentian strangely, and then said in a deep voice, "Do you want to participate in the selection of candidates?"
"That's right!"
Mo Wentian nodded calmly.
"Mo Wentian wants to participate in the selection of Jianzi candidates?"
"This is a joke!"
"The candidates this time, Master Mo Han is already a swordsman in the Lijian Realm, and the second lady is also at the peak of Soul Gathering. I heard that the remaining two candidates will fall on Mo Yu and Mo Xuan!"
"Now there's something good to watch!"
…
The hall instantly became lively.
"Are you really going to participate in the selection of candidates?"
Mo Yizhan asked in a deep voice.
"That's right!"
Mo Wentian nodded again.
"this… "
Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Tianxiao's expression. When he saw that there was no change in Mo Tianxiao's expression, Mo Yizhan seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly said with a twinkling look in his eyes: "As long as you hand over three red fruits, I can let you participate in the sword fight!"
"father!"
When Mo Han heard this, his eyes instantly became excited.
"Don't be impatient!"
Mo Yizhan shouted coldly.
"Yes, Dad!"
Mo Han quickly retreated, but looking at Mo Wentian's expression, he was extremely hot. Zhu Guo, that was the spiritual fruit that could elevate him to the peak of Lijian Realm!
"Want Zhu Guo?"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely calm.
Then there was an indifferent voice.
rang in the hall again.
"I, Mo Wentian, will definitely go to the sword fight. As for the Zhu Guo, even if I feed it to the dogs, I will never leave it as a waste, hahahaha..."
Mo Wentian laughed wildly.
"presumptuous!"
Mo Yizhan looked furious.
"Mo Wentian, do you dare to say that I am a waste?"
Mo Han said with anger on his face.
"You are nothing but a waste. You have an eighth-level spiritual root. It took you fifteen years to reach the first level of the Lijian Realm. In the Sword God Continent, calling you a waste is still a compliment!"
Mo Wentian looked at Mo Han and said indifferently.
"Okay, okay!"
Mo Han was furious, and Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Wentian with a gloomy face.
"Mo Wentian, you want to participate in the sword fight. You might as well fight Mo Han. If you can defeat Mo Han, you can naturally participate in the sword fight, but if you lose!"
"Then how about handing over Zhu Guo?"
At this moment, Lin Cheng's voice suddenly came.
"War with Mo Han?"
Everyone's expressions froze slightly, and even Mo Tianxiao stood up from his seat.
"Wentian, as long as you want to participate in the sword fight, I will get you a place now. With me here, they won't dare to do anything to you?"
Mo Tianxiao looked at Mo Wentian and said with an evil spirit all over his body.
"No!"
Mo Wentian waved his hand slightly and looked at Mo Tianxiao. Mo Wentian suddenly said: "If I can't defeat Mo Han, how can you and my brothers be so free?"
"this… "
"Believe me!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with confidence.
Seeing Mo Wentian's expression, Mo Tianxiao's body trembled slightly, and the worry in his heart naturally disappeared at this moment.
"You have to be careful!"
Mo Tianxiao said softly.
"Uh-huh!"
Mo Wentian nodded.
Then he took a step forward.
Suddenly light flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and a violent vibration spread out with Mo Wentian as the center.
"war!"
A simple word, but it carries an incomparable aura that breaks through the sky.
"Is this a heavy sword?"
"Oh my god, this epee looks like it weighs at least two to three thousand kilograms. Who can swing such a heavy epee!"
"It is rumored that Mo Wentian killed Qiu Sanjin with his heavy sword. Does he have any hidden tricks?"
…
Everyone was stunned for a while.
"Epee, hahaha..."
Mo Han laughed.
But didn't see it.
There was an extremely impressive light in Lin Cheng's eyes.
This sword.
As expected, it was on Mo Wentian.
Although the entire sword was wrapped in an unknown monster skin, Lin Cheng still recognized it. This sword was the heavy sword in the auction!
"The trash from the Mo family actually dares to fight with me!"
Lin Cheng was furious.
Think about it carefully.
Lin Cheng instantly understood that Mo Wentian was just playing tricks on him when he raised the price!
A waste of the Mo family.
Where can there be hundreds of thousands of gold coins
"If you dare to play tricks on me, Lin Cheng, I will make your life worse than death!"
The evil aura in Lin Cheng's eyes was extremely terrifying.
"Master Lin Cheng, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Mo Qingcheng, who was next to Lin Cheng, felt the fluctuation of Lin Cheng's aura and couldn't help but ask softly.
"I'm fine!"
Lin Cheng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, then grinned at Mo Qingcheng and said, "Miss Qingcheng, does she know what's wrong with Mo Wentian recently?"
"What's wrong with Mo Wentian?"
Mo Qingcheng frowned, and then said: "Wentian recently awakened his first-class spiritual root, but he killed the enemy's third young master, and also won three red fruits!"
"First-class spiritual root?"
"The third young master of the enemy's family?"
"Three red fruits?"
Lin Cheng's brows furrowed deeply. How could a first-class spiritual root seize the Zhu Guo in the hands of so many talented disciples
"It seems like this kid should have some adventure!"
Lin Cheng's eyes flashed with light, and looking at Mo Wentian's expression, a burning fire rose in Lin Cheng's eyes.
If only he could seize the adventure from Mo Wentian.
Then wouldn't he...
"Wentian, you actually want to fight, then let's fight. Han'er, you have to be careful and remember not to hurt Wentian!"
When Mo Yizhan saw that Mo Wentian was going to fight, his face instantly burst into smiles.
Then he turned his head and gave instructions to Mo Han.
"Dad, I will definitely entertain him well!"
Mo Han's eyes were filled with anger.
Mo Han's heart was filled with fierce jealousy. How could a loser have the right to enjoy the red fruit
These three red fruits.
It should belong to him!
"Qingxuan sword!"
"Qiang!"
A cold drink came, and the spirit sword was unsheathed.
The sword energy flashing with spiritual light rushed towards Mo Wentian in an instant. When facing Mo Wentian at the sixth level of spirit gathering, Mo Han actually chose...
Sneak attack!
"How despicable!"
"Mo Wentian is just a waste with first-class spiritual roots. It's really shameful for him to sneak up on a waste!"
…
Everyone couldn't help but feel a hint of contempt in their eyes.
Mo Tianxiao was sitting on the seat.
The evil spirit on his body was even more terrifying.
"Sneak attack?"
A hidden light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
Then he suddenly took a step forward, veins popped out in his hands, and Mo Wentian grabbed the hilt of the epee!
"Wake it up for me!"
"Rumble..."
The entire hall was shaking, the giant sword was trembling, and an extremely terrifying power spread out from Mo Wentian.
"So strong!"
The light in Lin Cheng's eyes skyrocketed.
The other Mo family disciples also quickly retreated!
"Mo Wentian, you think you can defeat me because of your sword strength. You are just a waste with first-class spiritual roots. I will tell you today that you will always be a waste in front of me, Mo Han!"
Mo Han's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Trash?"
In Mo Wentian's eyes, a sharp sword light slowly rose.
at this moment.
The heavy sword weighing three thousand kilograms was finally lifted by Mo Wentian. Wherever the heavy sword passed, a steady aura swept out.
"Qingxuan Sword Qi!"
"Qiang!"
The sword energy fell on the heavy sword, but there was not even the slightest change.
Mo Wentian's body.
Didn't even move.
"How can this be?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Han's face was filled with confusion.