"This kid is dead. There is a huge gap between a third-class disciple and a second-class disciple. If this kid is more careful, he can still withstand a few attacks. If he hits hard like this, his palms will probably be destroyed!"
"I guess he'll be beheaded!"
"What a pity..."
…
Around him, sympathetic eyes fell on Mo Wentian.
There is a head-on collision between the middle stage of Xiaotian position and the late stage of Xiaotian position.
If he were an ordinary person, Mo Wentian's end would definitely be miserable, but it's a pity...
Mo Wentian is not an ordinary person.
"Bang bang bang..."
Five collision sounds came, and five sword energies collided in the void. In front of the inn, everyone only felt a sharp sword energy flash past, and the next moment, it became quiet again.
"Old Wang, hurry up and deal with him..."
"Deal with him!"
"kill him!"
…
Not far away, three servants looked at Mo Wentian with stern faces, but they did not see the slightly evil smile on the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
"Old Wang, what's wrong with you?"
For a moment, the three of them seemed to have discovered something unusual. After the confrontation, Old Wang stood quietly on the spot, motionless.
"Old Wang..."
A servant walked to Lao Wang's side.
But the next moment.
His expression changed drastically, and the old Wang in front of him stood there quietly.
his eyes.
Opening wide, in those eyes...
It seems to still be reflected.
Unbelievable!
It was as if he had seen something with unbelievable eyes, but the aura on his body slowly dissipated, and in a moment, completely disappeared.
"Old Wang, you, you, you..."
"bump!"
In this man's shocked expression, Lao Wang's body...
Slowly fell to the ground.
This person's eyes were filled with shock!
"What's going on? What happened!"
"Old Wang is dead..."
"How is this possible? Isn't this kid only in the middle stage of his junior career?"
…
There was also a commotion outside the inn. The one who fell on the ground was not Mo Wentian, but a servant of the city lord's mansion. The mid-stage Xiaotianzhi fought against the late-stage Xiaotianzhi, killing him instantly with one move.
How terrible this is!
"Boy, what dirty tricks did you use?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the three servants had fierce eyes, but there was a hint of fear in the depths of their eyes. The cultivation of the four of them were all in the late stage of Xiaotian.
Mo Wentian can kill Lao Wang, then that's fine...
Kill them!
"Dirty means?"
Mo Wentian grinned. On Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao and others also looked at the three of them with sneers. You must know that Mo Wentian is the master of the Sword Temple with five consecutive heavenly positions.
They were all beheaded.
What's more, it is the middle stage of the small heaven position, which is only equivalent to three heaven positions.
"You are not..."
"Are you going to kill me?"
Looking at the three people, Mo Wentian said with a smile.
"What do you want to do?"
When the three of them saw Mo Wentian, their expressions changed instantly.
"Trash, even an ant in the Sword Tribulation Realm can't handle it. It's a waste of resources for me to raise you. Come together and kill this kid!"
At this moment, the cold voice of the young man behind the three people suddenly came.
He originally thought.
It would be easy to kill Mo Wentian, who knows...
Kicked onto the iron plate!
"Young City Lord, this guy is a little weird!"
"That's right..."
…
The three of them stood in front of the young man and looked at Mo Wentian. Their eyes flashed crazily. At this moment, there were three strong men in the late stage of Xiaotian.
Mo Wentian was immediately shocked.
He actually didn't dare to take action against Mo Wentian.
"Waste..."
"A bunch of trash!"
The young man's eyes were full of anger. He was the young city lord of the majestic dungeon. With so many people watching, he couldn't even handle a mid-level sword cultivator.
What are you going to do next, hang out in this dungeon!
"Kill him for me, or kill him if you don't..."
"I will kill your whole family!"
Looking at the three people in front of him, the young man's eyes were extremely cold.
"Kill our whole family?"
The expressions of the three people changed drastically. They knew the boy's character very well. If they didn't take action against Mo Wentian today, the boy would definitely do what he said.
"This is a group of..."
"poor guy!"
At the door of the inn, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of sneers. These four servants were really looking for death. How dare they serve such a master
"We go together, I don't believe that this kid can stop the three of us!"
"That's right, this kid's despicable methods have been used just now. Let's suppress him!"
"Kill him and avenge Lao Wang!"
…
The three of them looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes stern again.
"Come again..."
"Giving someone a head?"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of indifference. The three sword cultivators in the late stage of the Little Heaven Rank, and now Mo Wentian, really didn't pay attention to them. As long as Mo Wentian is willing, how many people will he kill!
Endless ease.
"Nine Nether Sword Art..."
"Nine Swords of Shadow!"
"Demon Soul Hidden Sword!"
…
The three of them shouted coldly at the same time, and three sharp sword energies rose into the sky. The next moment, the three of them disappeared directly from the place like ghosts.
Around Mo Wentian, there were countless sword energies...
Coming under wraps!
"Well done!"
Mo Wentian stood there, his eyes indifferent.
"Emperor..."
"Wentian..."
…
Chi Xiao and others also took a deep breath. Mo Wentian, who was in the middle stage of the Small Heaven Rank, could block...
Three powerful men in the late stage of Xiaotian
"This boy is so courageous. Three powerful men in the late stage of the Little Heavenly Stage attacked him, but he didn't even show the slightest hint of timidity on his face!"
"I wonder where this kid comes from?"
"It's a pity that this kid offended the young city lord. Even if he kills these three people, he can't escape from this dungeon. Who dares to disobey the city lord's order in this dungeon?"
…
The people around him sighed. At first they were looking at the jokes made by Mo Wentian and others, but now, they seemed to have a sense of expectation, expecting Mo Wentian to continue to create miracles!
"Boy, suffer death!"
At this moment, a cold shout came, and the next moment...
A pitch black sword.
Coming in an instant, stabbing directly...
Mo Wentian's chest!
"Nine Heavens Sword Art..."
"The sword touches the sky!"
"Buzzing..."
Looking at the killing sword of darkness, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with indifference. The next moment, he directly formed a sword formula, and saw chaos above his head, as if they were separating!
"The sword opens chaos..."
"kill!"
"Pfft..."
"Pfft..."
…
Blood splattered everywhere, and everyone could only see drops of blood rising into the sky. The scene in front of the inn seemed to be frozen. The figure was holding a dark sword in his hand.
Wherever the Excalibur passes...
Blood is everywhere!
"In a fit of rage..."
"For the beauty!"
A faint voice sounded in the void. Behind Mo Wentian, Chi Xiao and others felt their blood boiling. They wanted to step forward, draw out the divine sword in their hands, and fight.
"Bang bang bang..."
The next moment, three figures fell limply to the ground. Their eyes were full of disbelief. Even until their death, the three of them did not understand why Mo Wentian...
So terrible!