"It's the three sword gods who attacked the Fourth Pavilion Master!"
"Damn it, these three old bastards are finally here!"
"kill him… "
…
Angry voices came one after another. Looking at the appearance of the three powerful Sword Gods and the disciples of the Sword King Pavilion, their eyes were full of anger.
"Ask the Heavenly Emperor..."
"These three people are now..."
"Leave it to you!"
Standing in front of Mo Wentian, the Abyss Sword Demon...
He said with a respectful expression.
"Leave it to me..."
"good very good!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of indifference, and he dared to attack Tianhu. These three sword gods were already on the blacklist in Mo Wentian's heart, even if the Lord of Nine Nethers didn't send them...
He, Mo Wentian, would also kill them!
"Someone is coming..."
"Take these three!"
"Take out the soul!"
On the sword platform, in Mo Wentian's eyes...
Boundlessly cold.
"Take out the soul!"
The expression of the Abyss Sword Demon changed slightly. Mo Bai, Bai Shu and other Xuanyuan disciples also looked at Mo Wentian with surprised expressions.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
…
Following Mo Wentian's voice, several figures...
Come out of the Sword King Pavilion.
"Take out your soul, no..."
"Wen Tian Sword God, this is none of our business. It is the Lord of Nine Netherworlds. He asked us to take Miss Sky Fox back. It is none of our business!"
"Wentian Sword God..."
"ah… "
…
A series of screams sounded in front of the sword platform.
Hearing these screams, the disciples of Jiuyou Shrine shook their bodies violently. Only three sword gods were seen, their faces pale...
Kneeling on the ground!
Their whole bodies were shaking!
The corners of their mouths…
Blood gushes out desperately!
"kill me… "
"kill me… "
"ah… "
Sounds of begging for mercy were heard. At this moment, the eyes of the three strong sword gods were extremely frightened. Looking at Mo Wentian, their faces were even more panic-stricken!
"Kill you..."
"It's not that easy!"
There was boundless indifference in Mo Wentian's eyes. Although the mastermind behind all this was the Lord of Nine Netherworlds, it was actually these three people who took action. How could Mo Wentian...
Let these three people go!
"ah… "
The screams lasted for an hour.
"Pavilion Master Mo..."
The Abyss Sword Demon swallowed, and the three sword gods knelt on the ground. The auras on their bodies were getting weaker and weaker, and the tops of their heads...
A trace of dark soul power!
Being pulled out!
"kill me… "
"Roar… "
A roar came, and the next moment, a sword god was seen, and finally...
fell to the ground.
Above his head, the dark soul power...
Slowly forming a phantom!
"Mo Wentian, you must die a good death..."
"The world will not tolerate it!"
"Mo Wentian, we won't let you go even if we are ghosts!"
The three souls, with boundless resentment in their eyes, pulled out their souls. From today on, not only did the cultivation of these three people turn into flowing water, they even had the opportunity to enter reincarnation...
nothing!
"Be a ghost..."
"You won't let me go either?"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, "To be a ghost, you have to have..."
It takes a chance!
"Magic Dzi Bead..."
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, a sudden light flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and a beautiful bead appeared in Mo Wentian's hand. Among the beads...
Two phantoms were reflected.
"It's red clothes and red clothes..."
Tianhu's body trembled slightly. Most people didn't know the two figures in the beads, but she knew them very well. She had been following Mo Wentian for countless years.
Of course he knows...
Who are these two people
"Wentian, they..."
"They..."
"He died for me!"
Mo Wentian's voice was extremely deep, and Mo Wentian's eyes erupted with extremely terrifying cold light. The Sword Temple was destroyed...
But the Seven Killing Sword Gods...
But still can't come back!
"Hongshang..."
"Red..."
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, and the next moment, Mo Wentian grabbed his hand, and the three souls in the void were directly killed by Mo Wentian...
Inhaled into hands!
"Mo Wentian, what do you want to do?"
"Let us go..."
"Hoho..."
The three souls were filled with anger in their eyes, but unfortunately, no matter how hard they struggled, they just couldn't break free from Mo Wentian's hand.
"I don't ask the sky..."
"I'll bring you back!"
With a hint of flesh color on his face, Mo Wentian pressed his palms hard, and the three souls...
Instantly, he screamed again and again.
"No… "
"ah… "
The three souls were captured by Mo Wentian...
Directly erasing the divine thoughts.
Countless soul powers...
Shock surrounding Mo Wentian!
"Magic Dzi Bead..."
"Swallow!"
"Buzzing..."
After casting a seal, extremely terrifying suctions came from the Magic Dzi Pearl. The power of countless souls was like a tide...
Entered into the Magic Dzi Bead.
"Buzzing..."
The Magic Dzi Pearl trembles, as countless soul power enters the Magic Dzi Pearl...
Mo Wentian seemed to see it.
Those two phantoms...
It trembled slightly.
"They..."
"Absorbing soul power!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with surprise. He could absorb soul power. This meant that as long as he obtained enough soul power, the Seven Killing Sword God...
Will come back one day!
"Wentian..."
"Emperor..."
…
The figures looked at Mo Wentian with some worry in their eyes.
"I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
Then he turned his head with a full face, Mo Wentian's eyes...
It fell on the Abyss Sword Demon again.
"Tell the Lord of Nine Netherworlds..."
"One month later!"
"This Emperor will personally..."
"Come to the land of Nine Netherworlds!"
Looking at the Abyss Sword Demon, Mo Wentian's eyes...
The indifferent and boundless way.
"One month later..."
"Come here in person!"
The Abyss Sword Demon's body trembled, and he quickly said: "The Abyss Sword Demon..."
"I will definitely pass the news to the Lord of Nine Netherworlds!"
"Uh-huh… "
Mo Wentian nodded indifferently.
"Back off!"
"Yes Yes… "
…
Abyss Sword Demon and others quickly retreat!
"Order to go down..."
"In this month, we will rectify the entire Sword King Pavilion!"
"One month later..."
"Follow me to the Nine Netherlands!"
On the sword platform, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance. Hearing Mo Wentian's words...
A disciple of Sword King Pavilion.
One by one, their eyes were filled with excitement.
"Yes, Emperor..."
"Yes, Emperor!"
…
One after another, figures quickly retreated.
"Back off!"
"Yes Yes… "
…
One after another, figures quickly retreated.
On the sword platform, it became quiet again.
In front of the entire sword platform, only Mo Wentian was left...
and Tianhu and others.
"Wentian, the land of Nine Netherworlds..."
"This Sword God Continent!"
"From now on..."
"Only me, Sword King Pavilion!"
Looking at Tianhu, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with an extremely terrifying light. Was the Lord of the Nine Nethers trying to please him? So what, on this Sword God Continent...
The land of Nine Netherworlds and the demons outside the territory!
Must disappear!