"It's Mo Wentian, it's really him!"
"He's out!"
"One year has passed, what level has this person reached now?"
…
Discussions came one after another, and the entire imperial city...
Everyone was shocked!
On the sacred mountain above the Human Emperor Sword Gate, dozens of vast auras are terrifying!
In the imperial city.
"He's out!"
The Duan family's eyes suddenly opened, and the next moment...
The figure disappeared.
Not only the Duan family, but also other major forces...
They all mobilized instantly!
"Uncle..."
"You finally came out!"
In the Tianyahai Pavilion Hu's house, in a small courtyard, a figure...
Slowly open your eyes.
on his face…
A smile spreads!
The imperial city was completely shocked, with terrifying figures...
Gathering towards the Renhuang Sword Gate.
The Human Emperor Sword Gate, on the True Legend Peak.
"Ask the ancestors!"
"Senior Brother Tianwen!"
…
At the bottom of the mountain, figures are looking at the top of the mountain.
There, there are three figures!
Stand proudly in the sky!
One of them is Mo Wentian...
As for the other two people, they are Duan Qi and Duan Linger!
"Finally, are you here?"
On the True Legend Peak, Mo Wentian's eyes looked down at the entire True Legend Peak, and then he suddenly raised his eyes...
It landed on the sacred mountain.
"Today, let me..."
"Let's have a big killing!"
"Hahaha… "
A wanton smile rang out on the True Legend Peak...
An extremely terrifying aura came from the True Legend Peak.
The entire True Legend Peak is trembling. On the True Legend Peak, several disciples from the Holy Mountain...
One by one, their eyes were filled with astonishment.
"The aura on his body..."
"So strong!"
The disciples of Shenshan were extremely shocked.
The last time we met, Mo Wen was a genius at the fifth level of the Heaven Realm.
But the aura of Mo Wentian in front of him...
It has reached the eighth level of the Heaven Realm!
"Boss..."
The little dragon had a fierce and terrifying light in his eyes.
"Mo Wentian, let's capture him without mercy!"
"Mo Wentian, you are doomed today!"
"Mo Wentian..."
…
A series of sharp shouts came from the top of the sacred mountain...
The rolling power was suppressed.
"Well done!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely bright, and the Wentian Sword...
At some point, it appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.
"Jian Po Tian!"
"Buzzing..."
On top of the True Legend Peak, Mo Wentian jumped...
Fall into the void.
The next moment, Mo Wentian swept out with his sword...
"bump!"
The entire Zhenjian Peak was trembling, and the sword light that reached thousands of feet...
Divided the entire True Legend Peak into two halves.
"Rumble..."
On the True Legend Peak, many disciples of the Holy Mountain fled out one by one.
"What a powerful sword!"
"The No. 1 Sword Emperor from thousands of years ago is back!"
"I wonder if the Holy Mountain can catch him this time!"
…
Exclamations came one after another, and the sword marks on the True Legend Peak were shocking.
Next to them, Duan Qi and Duan Linger were filled with shock.
too strong…
"Mo Wentian, stop!"
On the True Legend Peak, a figure stood out. This person was a disciple of the Holy Mountain.
His cultivation has also reached the realm of false gods.
He is the leader who has guarded the True Legend Peak this year.
"Little Jiao..."
"kill!"
"Roar… "
A roar came, and Mo Wentian completely...
There is no intention of stopping!
With a roar, the little dragon rushed out, and its body that was over a thousand feet swept out.
The next moment, several figures flew out upside down, these disciples of the Sword Emperor’s Perfect God Mountain!
How to block...
Now the little dragon!
"Puff puff..."
Mouthfuls of blood sprinkled from the void.
The entire True Legend Peak!
They are all trembling, as if the next moment...
It's about to completely collapse.
"Senior Brother Tianwen..."
"He's so strong!"
Not far from the True Legend Peak, Qin Feng’s eyes were full of shock...
A sword split open the True Legend Peak.
With such strength, among the Sword Emperors...
Who can do it!
"Ancestors..."
"came back!"
Mo Lei's eyes were shining brightly, the Mo family's faith...
came back!
"Hoho..."
His body hovered on the Zhenzhuan Peak, and Mo Wentian's figure flashed...
It fell on Xiaojiao.
"You two..."
"Retreat quickly!"
Looking at Duan Qi and the two of them, Mo Wentian said with an indifferent expression.
"Back off!"
Duan Qi and Duan Ling'er couldn't hide the shock in their eyes!
They knew that Mo Wentian's strength had improved a lot this time in the sword pool.
But they didn't expect that Mo Wentian would now become...
So terrible!
"Senior Brother Tianwen!"
"Be careful!"
With a soft cry, Duan Qi and Duan Linger quickly retreated towards the Zhenzhuan Peak.
The two of them knew the upcoming battle without even thinking...
It's not them who can participate.
"Mo Wentian, you are seeking death!"
In the void, a cold voice came.
The next moment, a figure appeared on the True Legend Peak, with a sharp sword energy...
Lightning fell towards Mo Wentian.
"Three levels of pseudo-god realm..."
"Just in time!"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes, and the next moment, the little dragon underneath him roared angrily.
Taking Mo Wentian with him, he hit the man directly with the Wentian Sword in Mo Wentian's hand...
It appears in your hand instantly!
"The Heaven-Eating Sword River..."
"Zhangzhangzhan..."
"Buzzing..."
Countless sword energies surrounded Mo Wentian.
On top of Mo Wentian's head, a galaxy was transformed.
Among the stars, two stars were slowly circling.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
There was a bit of surprise in the man's eyes.
The vast stars made him unable to help...
Want to sink into it.
"Sword..."
"Broken Sky!"
"Tear..."
The void was torn open by Mo Wentian's sword, and the terrifying sword energy...
Cutting through the void, it fell towards the man.
"bump!"
The sword energy collided, and the sword energy...
Wandering in the void.
The terrible aftermath of the battle may even affect the peak Sword Emperor...
I don’t dare to get even close!
"retreat… "
"Get back, everyone!"
On the True Legend Peak, cold shouts came one after another, and all the disciples of the Holy Mountain...
Retreat quickly.
"Dengdengdeng..."
Mo Wentian's body took more than ten steps back from Xiaojiao!
The strong man of the triple false gods.
Compared to Mo Wentian now, he is much stronger...
There are just too many!
"Hoho..."
"Boss, let me tear this old bastard apart!"
Xiaojiao's angry voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"etc… "
In Mo Wentian's eyes, countless cold gleams stirred up.
The triple false god in front of me.
It’s not today’s protagonist, on top of the sacred mountain…
How is it possible, there is only one triple false god!
"You actually..."
"Blocking me?"
Countless murderous intentions surged in the man's eyes.
He is a third-level pseudo-god expert, while Mo Wentian is only at the eighth level of the Heaven Realm.
Use the eighth level of heaven to fight against his three levels of false gods.
If word of this gets out...
Where is his face!
"Everyone, step back..."
Just when these Holy Mountain disciples were about to attack Mo Wentian again, a cold shout came.
The next moment, an incomparably vast aura came from the top of the sacred mountain...
Coming down.