Chapter 16 Miss Yuan Family

"Yes, third uncle!"

Li Han hurried forward, for some reason, seeing Mo Wentian leave, Li Han was slightly relieved in his heart!

Li Mo saw Li Han approaching, snorted coldly, and quickly healed Li Yuanxin.

An hour later.

Li Yuanxin stood up with a pale face.

"Third Uncle, I..."

Li Yuanxin looked at Li Mo, his eyes were full of shame, he was a swordsman in the Lijian realm, but today, he was defeated by a swordsman with a second level of spirit gathering.

And this person is still...

The trash of East Sword City!

"This kid's real combat strength is only comparable to Juling's six or seven, but his understanding of swordsmanship and artistic conception, even I feel ashamed. If I let him grow up, I'm afraid..."

A terrifying murderous intent flashed across Li Mo's eyes.

"Even the third uncle is ashamed of himself..."

Li Yuanxin looked startled, and then said: "Is this person really so evil?"

"Uh-huh!"

Li Mo nodded solemnly. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a swordsman with the second level of spirit gathering is so terrifying!

"Third Uncle, since Senior Wentian is so strong, I think we should stop fighting him!"

Hearing what the two said, Li Han stepped forward and said in a low voice.

"Don't fight with him?"

Li Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and then he said: "Even if we don't fight against him, this person will never let us go. If that's the case, why not..."

"Cut the weeds and root them out!"

Li Mo's voice was extremely cold!

"Third Uncle!"

Li Han exclaimed.

"Han'er, third uncle is right. This person's swordsmanship can be called a monstrous one. If he becomes a swordsman of Lijian Realm, I'm afraid no one in the Li family in South Sword City can match him!"

"If he seeks revenge at that time, wouldn't my Li family..."

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

"elder brother……"

A look of disbelief rose in Li Han's eyes. In the past, Li Yuanxin was an idol in her heart, but today...

In the Dongman Mountains.

Mo Wentian's figure was extremely mysterious, until he retreated to the outer area, Mo Wentian found a safe place and sat down cross-legged!

"A swordsman in Lijian Realm is really strong!"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes were piercingly cold.

He, Mo Wentian, hates ungrateful people the most. Although Mo Wentian seriously injured Li Yuanxin with that move just now, Mo Wentian himself took Li Mo's sword forcefully.

The terrifying sword energy entered Mo Wentian's body, and it was crazily destroying Mo Wentian's physique. If Mo Wentian's physique was not strong, he would have been seriously injured by this sword energy long ago.

"If I want to compete against the Lijian Realm, I must upgrade to the Fifth Level of Gathering Spirits!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

From the Sword Realm, what is scary is not only the sword energy, but also the artistic conception.

Sword repair!

Gathering spirits practice swordsmanship, and those with strong aptitude can comprehend a kind of artistic conception in Gathering Souls Realm, that is, to take it easy!

Lifting light as heavy, as the name suggests, is to increase strength!

A wooden sword, in the hands of a sword cultivator, can be increased to the level of a thousand catties, and in battle, it is like holding a thousand catty heavy sword!

This is the terrible artistic conception!

In addition to lifting weights as if they are heavy, there is another artistic conception, that is, lifting weights as if they are light, which is the same as lifting weights like lightness, and comprehending the sword repair that lifts weights as lightly as possible.

A thousand catty heavy sword is like nothing!

The artistic conception comprehended by the swordsman is only the initial stage. Only in the Lijian state can these two artistic concepts be cultivated to the peak.

It is rumored that those who are in the perfect state can lift weights as lightly as possible, and can hold a three-thousand-jin black iron epee. Once the sword is used, it can conquer everything with strength!

And the perfection of the realm is as light as heavy, and it can also strengthen the wooden sword to a weight of three thousand catties!

If only the two could be combined...

An hour later.

Mo Wentian woke up from the practice, and the sword energy remaining in his body was completely expelled by Mo Wentian, and the magic formula was activated, and it was in Mo Wentian's dantian.

Nine vortexes revolved around the remnant sword, and traces of golden sword energy overflowed from the remnant sword, and then merged into Mo Wentian's sword Xuan!

"My physique is enough for me to rise to the fourth level of gathering spirits!"

Mo Wentian murmured to himself, and immediately took out a bottle of spirit-gathering pills, a bottle of ten spirit-gathering pills, which Mo Wentian poured into his mouth.

If a sword cultivator saw this scene, he would definitely be scared to death.

Gathering Spirit Pill, that is the cultivation elixir for swordsmen in the Spirit Gathering Realm. A Spirit Gathering Pill contains enough spiritual energy for a swordsman in the Spirit Gathering Realm to refine for a day.

If Mo Wentian swallowed ten pieces like this, there will only be one end...

Explode and die!

"God Devouring Art, give me a run!"

Mo Wentian let out a cold snort, the magic formula was running, and the ten spirit-gathering pills were quickly refined, and strands of spiritual energy frantically entered Mo Wentian's dantian.

But the next moment.

All the spiritual energy was absorbed by Can Jian. After absorbing the spiritual energy, the sword energy overflowing from Can Jian increased several times in an instant, and Mo Wentian's cultivation base also began to increase.

after one day.

"The pinnacle of the second level of gathering spirits!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly. Thirty Spirit Gathering Pills didn't even raise a small level. Nine Sword Xuan practiced, plus the Devouring of the Remnant Sword.

The aura Mo Wentian needs to level up is really terrifying!

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

"If I want to practice quickly, I must improve my spiritual root!"

Mo Wentian opened his eyes, a sharp sword glow disappeared in a flash, and a sharp aura shot straight into the sky!

"Zhu Guo, I don't ask God for it!"

Standing up, Mo Wentian let out a low drink, and disappeared in a flash.

Three days later!

Dongman Mountain Range, outlying area!

"It turned out to be Mo Wentian, a genius of the Mo family. This monster was clearly beheaded by a disciple of my Yuan family. You should leave!"

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

The cultivation of the four is not high.

The strongest one was only at the seventh level of Juling, but the seven of them stood opposite Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian with disdain.

"You beheaded?"

Mo Wentian sneered, the monster in the mountain stream was just a little purple leopard, Mo Wentian was because this leopard had good speed.

They deliberately chased and killed half of the outskirts, and finally killed the leopard in this mountain stream!

The cultivation base of this leopard is only at the late stage of the first level, and its combat power is comparable to that of the general Juling six or seven, but the speed of this leopard...

But it was not much slower than Mo Wentian!

Originally, Mo Wentian was going to leave directly, a leopard in the late stage of the first level, Mo Wentian didn't take it to heart, but when Mo Wentian was about to leave!

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

"Is there anything special about this leopard?"

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

There are four people in front of me.

Mo Wentian is no stranger, these four people are disciples of the Yuan family in East Sword City, and the woman in front of them is the eldest lady of the Yuan family, Yuan Sheng!

"Mo Wentian, it's your honor that our eldest miss can take a fancy to this thing!"

"What are you worthless? If you kill this leopard, can you kill it?"

"That's right, our eldest lady killed this leopard!"

...

The four of them looked at Mo Wentian, their eyes filled with sneers, a good-for-nothing from the Mo family is really lucky.

So far, the Dongman Mountains have not been torn apart by monsters.

I even encountered the corpse of a late-level monster, but now that this monster has been seen by a few of them, it's natural...

It no longer belongs to Mo Wentian!