"Mo Wentian is so arrogant. The Yuan family and the Qiu family are not comparable to Mo Han. Among them, Qiu Yuan's cultivation has reached the fourth level of Lijian Realm!"
"This kid is bound to die. I guess the Yuan family and his enemies will tear him alive!"
"He's dead!"
…
Everyone was talking, but some people were shouting Mo Wentian's name.
This is how sword cultivators should be!
One man is in charge, and ten thousand men are invincible!
"I announce that the ring battle begins!"
Mo Yizhan gave Mo Wentian a cold look and his voice rolled out.
He only has one idea now.
That is to kill Mo Wentian. As long as Mo Wentian is still there, he will not be able to rest at ease.
"etc… "
Just when the disciples of the enemy family and the Yuan family walked onto the ring, a soft drink suddenly came.
Following this soft drink.
The crowd quickly moved out of the way and saw a golden carriage slowly approaching.
"Who wants to kill Mo Wentian!"
A cold voice came, and a charming figure stepped out of the carriage.
The person who came was none other than Hu Mei.
Today, Hu Mei is wearing a light blue dress with a slim waist and a delicate posture that attracts everyone's attention.
"It's Miss Hu Mei!"
"Tianyahaige is also here. Could it be that Tianyahaige also wants to keep Mo Wentian!"
"Why is this boy so lucky? Miss Hu Mei didn't even pay attention to the young master of the Lin family, but she actually kept this boy!"
…
Jealous eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
If looks could kill, then Mo Wentian would have died countless times now.
On the ring, Mo Wentian couldn't help but touch his nose.
He and Hu Mei seemed to have nothing!
But looking at Hu Mei walking slowly, Mo Wentian couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
"Miss Hu Mei!"
The three family heads quickly stood up.
"Master Mo, if Hu Mei heard correctly, your disciples of the Mo family have already given up defeat just now!"
"Having given up, the arena battle will naturally end. After the end, Mo Wentian saved the Mo family disciples. This shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules, right?"
Looking at Mo Yizhan, Hu Mei chuckled.
"Yes, Master Wentian did not violate the rules!"
"Let Master Wentian come back!"
…
A series of exclamations came from the Mo family.
A group of Mo family disciples actually competed to speak for Mo Wentian.
"This boy really didn't disappoint me!"
When Hu Mei saw this scene, she couldn't help but smile. Her delicate face looked like a blooming lotus, so stunning.
"Only such a woman is worthy of me, Lin Cheng!"
A fiery look came from the crowd.
This person is none other than Lin Cheng who retired.
Lin Cheng was seen staring at Hu Mei, his eyes extremely passionate, and then he seemed to remember something, and Lin Cheng's eyes were suddenly filled with jealousy.
He knew Hu Mei's identity very well.
Even he didn't dare to provoke him easily, but now, Hu Mei protected Mo Wentian so openly, which made him not angry!
What qualifications does Mo Wentian have to be comparable to him!
"Didn't break the rules!"
Mo Yizhan's face was gloomy.
He did not expect that Mo Wentian would have such a big weight. Even Hu Mei came out to speak for Mo Wentian.
"Miss Hu Mei, this is our arena battle in Dongjian City. I have actually announced the start of the arena battle. It is impossible to take it back!"
Gritting his teeth, Mo Yizhan suddenly spoke.
"You really want to kill Mo Wentian!"
Hu Mei's eyes turned cold. Next to Hu Mei, an old man suddenly walked out.
This person is the president of Tianya Hai Pavilion in Dongjian City.
There was an immense coercion coming from the old man's body. Wherever the coercion passed, everyone's hearts trembled slightly.
Even Mo Yizhan, a strong man in the Four Symbol Realm, hesitated slightly.
But for a moment.
Mo Yizhan's face became determined, and his intuition told Mo Yizhan that if he didn't kill Mo Wentian today, he would never have a chance again!
"Miss Hu Mei, please forgive me!"
Mo Yizhan's eyes were extremely indifferent.
"good very good!"
Hu Mei's eyes were full of anger, and just as she was about to say something, a ridiculing voice suddenly came: "Mei'er, they want to die, so don't save them!"
"Mei'er?"
"Save them?"
Everyone was slightly stunned. In Mo Wentian's eyes, Hu Mei's appearance was not to save him, but to...
Save the enemy family and the disciples of the Yuan family!
"Young Master Wentian..."
Hu Mei's expression changed slightly.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level is only at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, but he is among the disciples of the enemy family and the Yuan family.
The weakest ones are all at the eighth level of gathering spirits.
Moreover, both Qiu Yuan and Yuan Chong are swordsmen in the Lijian Realm!
"Don't worry, I won't die!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Hu Mei's mind.
"Sound transmission!"
Hu Mei's pupils shrank and she looked at Mo Wentian with a shocked face, then she seemed to remember something.
Suddenly he took a step back and said: "Master Mo actually insists, let's start!"
"It just so happens that Hu Mei is here, so it's a good time to watch!"
The smile in Hu Mei's eyes was very bright.
"Watch one?"
Mo Yizhan's eyes flickered, and Hu Mei's attitude made people surprised.
But if Mo Wentian is not killed today, there will be no chance again!
Thinking of this, Mo Yizhan's eyes surged with murderous intent.
"The arena battle begins!"
With a cold shout, Mo Yizhan returned to the audience stage.
In the arena.
Among the two disciples, in addition to Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan, there are three other disciples, two of whom are at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm and one is at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm!
Five people fight one person.
Mo Wentian's cultivation level was worse than the worst one. No matter how he looked at this battle, Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest hope.
But in the ring.
Mo Wentian was smiling all over his face, and Hu Mei on the stage was also extremely relaxed.
"Miss, this guy is only at the eighth level of gathering spirits. Can he really block these five people?"
The old man stood behind Hu Mei and asked with a frown.
"Do not worry!"
Hu Mei smiled confidently.
"Is it really okay?"
The old man had a look of surprise on his face. Being able to defeat the ninth level of Soul Gathering at the eighth level was already a genius. If he could defeat these five people...
Then Mo Wentian, is he still a human
"Boy, you can't blame me, Yuan Chong, for this. You are seeking death on your own. I will kill you slowly. I will cut off your limbs first, and then destroy your Dantian, so that you can feel what life is worse than death!"
"Boy, if you hand over Zhu Guo, I, Qiu Yuan, will give you a happy treat!"
"Destroy him first and then..."
…
The eyes of the five people were full of coldness, but the expression on Mo Wentian's face was extremely calm.
"Five ants!"
The four words of indifference came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.
The improvement of his cultivation to the eighth level of gathering spirit is enough for him to display his sword energy like a swordsman in Lijian Realm.
The power of the sword energy of the nine swords.
It is comparable to a swordsman at the third level of Lijian Realm, coupled with the power of the immortal copper body, even Mo Wentian himself does not know how strong he is now.
"Three Yuan Sword Qi!"
Yuan Chong was the first to take action, and a sword energy came at his throat.
"The heavy sword comes out!"
"Boom..."
The heavy power, centered on Mo Wentian, spread out towards the surroundings.