"Mo Wentian, in today's sword fight, you must win the sword position, otherwise..."
Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Yizhan's eyes flashed with coldness.
"Don't worry, head of the family, God knows!"
Mo Wentian smiled coldly.
He is determined to be the swordsman.
The fight for the position of Jianzi is not for the Mo family, but...
For his sake, Mo Wentian himself!
Only the sword can be obtained.
Only then can he participate in the ranking battle of Four Swords City, and then directly enter the inner courtyard of the three major sword gates, and...
This sword is not just a title, it also has some benefits.
According to the rules, once one of the three major families wins the position of Sword Master, the General Sword City will reward him with a spiritual crystal.
Spiritual crystal stone is the essence of spiritual stone, and the spiritual energy it contains is very rich.
If it were Mo Wentian before, he wouldn't have cared so much.
But now Mo Wentian's immortal body has reached the first level.
As long as the spiritual energy is enough, Mo Wentian's body is enough for Mo Wentian to improve his cultivation to the level of a swordsman in the Lijian Realm.
So this time Mo Wentian not only wants the position of Sword Master, but also the Spiritual Crystal Stone!
"Uh-huh!"
Mo Yizhan nodded with satisfaction, and then shouted coldly: "Disciples of the Mo family, follow me to participate in the battle of Jianzi!"
"yes!"
In the hall, the Mo family disciples instantly became excited.
The battle of swords is finally coming!
A group of people rushed toward the center of Dongjian City.
The center of East Sword City.
A arena measuring dozens of feet has long stood here.
This arena has been established for who knows how many years. It will only be opened during the sword battle.
Under the arena, countless warriors gathered here.
The Battle of Jianzi is the biggest event in East Sword City, and no sword cultivator in East Sword City is willing to miss it.
"The disciples of the Mo family are here!"
With the arrival of the Mo family disciples, there was an instant commotion under the arena.
"Mo Yizhan, you are finally here!"
A cold shout came, and on the audience stage, two terrifying forces suddenly rose into the sky.
Yuan Tianmo, the head of the Yuan family, Qiu Li, the head of the enemy family!
Both of them are Four Symbol Realm sword masters and one of the three great sword masters in Dongjian City.
"Hahaha... Brother Yuan and Brother Qiu came very early!"
Mo Yizhan laughed loudly, and disappeared in a flash.
When he appeared again, he was already on the audience stage.
"What a speed!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
The movement technique that Mo Yizhan just performed was at least at the peak of Xuan level!
"Where's Mo Han?"
At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came.
With this exclamation.
Countless looks fell on the Mo family.
Behind the great elder Mo Yu, except for Mo Wentian and the other four, there was no figure of Mo Han.
"snort… "
Hearing this voice, Mo Yizhan snorted coldly, and the coldness shone slightly in his eyes.
"Hahaha... Could it be that your Mo family knew that there was no chance for you to be the swordsman this time, so Mo Han also acted like a turtle to avoid being embarrassed!"
At this moment, a sarcastic voice suddenly came.
Everyone looked towards the sound.
I saw a young man walking slowly over. His face was full of arrogance, but his aura was extremely sharp.
Qiu Yuan!
The third level of Lijian Realm.
He is also the enemy's number one genius, and he is the most popular candidate to win this Dongjian City sword fight.
"It's Qiu Yuan!"
"Qiu Yuan is here. I heard that Qiu Li bought three Lijian Pills three days ago. Now Qiu Yuan has probably reached the fourth level of Lijian Realm!"
"The fourth level of Lijian Realm, this is too terrifying. With such a level of cultivation, doesn't the position of Sword Master belong to him!"
…
Under the ring, there was a lot of discussion in an instant.
When Qiu Li, the head of the enemy family, heard these comments, his eyes became even more proud, while Yuan Tianmo and Mo Yizhan's expressions instantly darkened.
He's at the fourth level of Lijian Realm.
With such a level of cultivation, he was much stronger than other disciples. Even if Mo Han participated in a sword fight, he might not be able to block a few moves.
"It's true that Mo Han didn't come, but he didn't just cower, he was crippled!"
At this moment, a cold shout suddenly sounded.
"Abolish it?"
Everyone was slightly stunned, and even the other two family heads looked over with stunned expressions.
Speaker.
It was Mo Qingcheng!
"Qingcheng..."
The coldness in Mo Yizhan's eyes surged.
"You said Mo Han has been deposed? That's ridiculous. Who else in the Mo family can depose Mo Han?"
Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Qingcheng and said with a sneer on his face.
"he!"
Mo Qingcheng's eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
moment.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Wentian.
"It's him?"
Qiu Yuan's eyes suddenly became cold.
It was Mo Wentian who took Zhu Guo away in front of countless geniuses.
"Hahaha... You said it was him, the number one loser of the Mo family, who actually destroyed Mo Han and Mo Qingcheng. Even if Mo Han wants to be a coward, there is no need for you to find such a bad excuse!"
A sneer came again, and everyone turned around to see Yuan Chong looking at Mo Qingcheng with a sarcastic look on his face.
"How is this possible? Mo Han is a swordsman in the Lijian Realm. Although Mo Wentian has awakened his spiritual roots, they are first-class waste spiritual roots. How can he defeat Mo Han!"
"That's right!"
"A loser defeated Mo Han. I think the entire Mo family is a loser!"
…
There was a lot of discussion under the ring.
Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with disdain in their eyes, even though Mo Wentian killed Qiu Sanjin.
But Qiu Sanjin's cultivation level is only at the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
"Ahem..."
Looking at the group of people talking, Mo Wentian felt that he should stand up.
With a slight cough, Mo Wentian suddenly took a step forward, and then said with a smile: "It was a little stronger, but I accidentally destroyed it!"
"I wonder if these two geniuses will also be destroyed by me!"
"Arrogant!"
"He also wants to destroy Qiu Yuan, who is a genius at the fourth level of the Lijian Realm!"
"This Mo Wentian is too arrogant. Mo Han was destroyed by him. He is a waste. Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan are the peerless geniuses of our Dongjian City!"
…
The disciples of the two major families were filled with anger.
Even Yuan Tianmo and Qiu Li looked at Mo Wentian with twinkling faces.
Mo Han was actually destroyed by Mo Wentian.
"The sword battle begins!"
It wasn't until Mo Yizhan's cold shout came that the crowd in the arena became quiet.
But everyone looked at Mo Wentian.
There was a sneer in his eyes, as if he was waiting to see Mo Wentian's joke.
"Some people only know they are injured when they see blood stains!"
Mo Wentian sneered, his eyes filled with indifference.
This sword fight.
Mo Wentian has completely ignored them. Today, he just wants to take away the sword position and the spiritual crystal. As for the geniuses of the Yuan family and the enemy family.
If you dare to provoke him.
Then Mo Wentian wouldn't mind letting them wake up!
"All the participating disciples from the three major families came up to draw lots!"
Mo Yizhan shouted coldly, and twelve figures walked onto the ring.
Twelve people.
There are four people in each family. Among the Mo family, in addition to Mo Wentian and Mo Qingcheng, there are also Mo Xuan and Mo Yu from the lineage of the First Elder and the Second Elder!
"Mo Wentian, I will kill you with my own hands!"
Qiu Yuan stared at Mo Wentian with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Qiu Yuan, this boy belongs to me. If he dares to steal Zhu Guo from me, Yuan Chong, I will tell him what despair means!"
Yuan Chong's eyes were filled with coldness.
"I am waiting!"
Looking at the two people in front of him who were vying to kill him, Mo Wentian smiled indifferently.
Pulling out a lottery ticket, Mo Wentian returned to the audience stage.
"I'm number three!"
"I'm number seven!"
…
Among the three disciples of the Mo family, Mo Xuan and Mo Yu were drawn with numbers seven and three respectively.
"Brother Wentian, what's your number?"
Mo Xuan suddenly asked curiously as if he remembered something.
"number twelve!"
Mo Wentian said calmly.
"I'm number 12 too!"
A cold shout suddenly came.
The one who spoke was none other than Mo Qingcheng!