Devouring Heaven Sword God

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"Yes, uncle!"

Li Han hurried forward, somehow, seeing Mo Wentian leaving, Li Han's heart was slightly relieved!

When Li Mo saw Li Han coming, he gave a cold hum and quickly healed Li Yuanxin.

After an hour.

Li Yuanxin stood up pale.

"Uncle San, I ..."

Li Yuanxin looked at Li Mo with eyes full of shame. He was a swordsman from the sword realm, but today, he was defeated by a sword-gathering dual swordsman.

And this person is still ...

Waste of East Sword City!

"This boy's real combat power is only as strong as that of Juling Liuqi, but his understanding of swordsmanship and artistic conception is not even worthy of me. If he grows up, I'm afraid ..."

There was a terrible killing in Li Mo's eyes.

"Even the uncle is ashamed ..."

Li Yuanxin looked startled and immediately said, "Is this man really so wicked?"

"Uh-huh!"

Li Mo nodded solemnly. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that a sword-gathering dual swordsman would be so terrible!

"Uncle San, since Senior is so strong, I don't think we should be wicked with him anymore!"

After hearing the two of them, Li Han took a step forward and whispered.

"Don't go against him?"

Li Mo's eyes flickered slightly, then he said, "Even if he doesn't ill with him, this person will never let us go. In this case, it might as well ..."

"Cut grass and roots!"

Li Mo's voice was extremely cold!

"Uncle San!"

Li Han exclaimed.

"Haner, the third uncle is right. This man's accomplishments in swordsmanship can be called an evil spirit. If he is to become a swordsman from the sword realm, I am afraid that no one in my Li family in Nanjiancheng is his opponent!"

"If he seeks revenge then, isn't my Li family ..."

Li Yuanxin looked at the direction in which Mo Wentian disappeared, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"brother……"

There was an incredible touch in Li Han's eyes. In her mind, Li Yuanxin was an idol, but today ...

In the Eastern Mang Mountains.

The figure of Mo Wentian was extremely mysterious. Until he returned to the outer area, Mo Wentian found a safe place and sat down with his knees crossed!

"Swordsman from Lijian Realm is really strong!"

There was blood in the corners of his mouth, and the coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes was pressing.

He did not ask God, the one he hated most was the ungrateful man. Although the trick that Mo Wentian had hurt Li Yuanxin seriously, Mo Wentian himself also took Li Mo's sword.

The terrible sword energy entered Mo Wentian's body, and was destroying Mo Wutian's physique madly. If it was not Mo Wutian's strong physique, he would have been seriously injured by this sword gas.

"If I want to compete with Lijian Realm, I must ascend to the fifth level of Juling!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

From the sword state, it is not only the sword spirit, but also the mood that is terrible.

Sword repair!

The practice of Juling is swordsmanship. Those with strong qualifications can realize a kind of artistic conception in Juling, which is important.

It matters, as the name implies is to increase strength!

A wooden sword, in the hands of the sword repairer, can be increased to the level of a thousand pounds. In battle, it is like holding a heavy epee!

This is the terrible mood!

In addition to lifting heavy weights, there is also a mood, that is lifting heavy weights, lifting heavy weights is the same as lifting light weights, and realized that lifting heavy weights is a sword repair.

Thousands of epee, like nothing!

The artistic conception realized by the swordsman is only the first one. Only when he leaves the sword realm can he cultivate these two artistic conceptions to the peak.

It is rumored that if the weight of the perfect state is light, you can hold a 3,000-pound black iron epee, and once the sword is out, you will surrender everything!

And the fulfillment of the realm is so important that you can also bless the wooden sword to three thousand pounds!

If the two can be combined ...

After an hour.

Mo Wentian woke up from the cultivation, and the sword qi remaining in his body was completely expelled by Mo Wentian, and the magic trick worked, Mo Mantian's Dantian.

Nine swirls revolved around the residual sword. Among the residual swords, the golden sword scent overflowed, and then merged into Mo Xuan's sword Xuan!

"My physique is enough to make me ascend to the quadruple spirit!"

Mo Wentian na na whispered to himself, and immediately took out a bottle of Juling Dan, a bottle of ten Juling Dan, was knocked into the mouth by Mo Wentian.

If Jian Xiu saw this scene, he would be scared to death.

Ju Ling Dan, that is the spiritual medicine for the sword cultivating spirit, a magic spirit, the aura contained is enough to make the sword cultivating spirit for one day.

Mo Wentian swallowed ten directly, so there was only one ...

Exploded!

"Teach the gods, let me run!"

Mo Wentian snorted, and the **** tactics were working. The four Julingdans were quickly refined, aura, and madly entered Modan's Dantian.

But next moment.

All the Reiki was absorbed by the residual sword. After absorbing the Reiki, the sword energy overflowing from the residual sword increased several times in an instant, and the cultivation of Mo Wentian also began to grow.

one day later.

"Only the pinnacle of the spiritual duality!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly. Thirty Julins did not even improve in a small realm. Nine swords were cultivated, and the remaining sword was devoured.

Do not ask the aura needed for the upgrade, it is too scary!

"Although my current spiritual root is comparable to fifth-class spiritual root, it is still not enough. I have cultivated nine swords, which has increased the difficulty by dozens of times!"

"To practice quickly, I must elevate my spiritual roots!"

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, a sharp swordman flashed away, a sharp breath, straight into the clouds!

"Zhu Guo, I don't want to ask!"

Standing up, Mo Wentian gave a low drink, and a flashing body disappeared.

Three days later!

Dongman Mountains, Outskirts!

"It turned out that it was the genius of the Mo family, and this monster was beheaded by my disciples of the Yuan family, so you should leave!"

In front of a mountain stream, four men and one woman looked at Mo Wentian with smiles in their eyes.

The practice of four people is not high.

The strongest one is not only the seventh of Juling, but the seven of them stood opposite Mo Wutian and looked at Mo Wutian with disdain.

"Did you kill?"

Mo Wentian sneered, the monster in the mountain stream was just a little purple leopard, Mo Wentian because the leopard's speed is good.

He deliberately pursued and killed half of the peripheral area, and finally killed the leopard in this mountain stream!

The cultivation of this leopard is just a first-level and late-stage, and its combat power is comparable to that of the ordinary Juling six or seven, but this leopard's speed ...

But it's not much slower than Mo asked!

Originally Mo Wentian was going to leave directly. A leopard of the first-stage and late stage, Mo Wentian hadn't taken his mind, but just when Mo Wentian was going to leave!

Mo Wentian suddenly discovered that the magic formula in the body was working again!

"Is there anything special about this leopard?"

Mo Wentian looked at his body while staring coldly at the four people in front of him.

Four people in front of me.

Mo Wentian is no stranger. These four are the disciples of the Yuan family in the East Sword City. The first woman is the young lady of the Yuan family, Yuan Sheng!

"Mo Wentian, our young lady can see this thing, that's your pleasure!"

"What is your waste? This leopard killed you. Can you kill it?"

"That's right, this leopard was killed by our young lady!"

...

The four looked at Mo Wentian, eyes full of sneer, a waste of the Mo family, really good luck.

To the Dongman Mountains was not torn by the monster.

Even a corpse of a first-level late monster was encountered, but now this monster has been seen by a few of them, naturally ...

Will no longer belong to Mo Wentian!