Chapter 39 The Power of the Epee Sword

"It's so, I don't know how to choose the sword candidate?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Yizhan and asked with a smile.

"How to choose?"

Mo Yizhan frowned, looked at Mo Wentian strangely, and then said in a deep voice, "Are you going to participate in the selection of candidates?"

"That's right!"

Mo Wentian nodded calmly.

"Mo Wentian wants to participate in the selection of Jianzi candidates?"

"This is simply a joke!"

"The candidates for this time, Master Mo Han is already a swordsman at the Lijian Realm, and the second lady is also at the peak of Spirit Gathering. I heard that the remaining two will fall on Mo Yu and Mo Xuan!"

"Now there's a good show to watch!"

...

In the hall, it became lively in an instant.

"Are you really going to participate in the selection of candidates?"

Mo Yizhan asked in a deep voice.

"That's right!"

Mo Wentian nodded again.

"this……"

Mo Yizhan looked at Mo Tianxiao's expression, and when he saw that Mo Tianxiao's expression did not change, Mo Yizhan seemed to think of something, and suddenly said with flickering eyes: "As long as you hand over three vermilion fruits, I can let you participate in the battle of swords!"

"father!"

When Mo Han heard this, his eyes instantly became excited.

"Be safe and don't be impatient!"

Mo Yizhan shouted coldly.

"Yes, Dad!"

Mo Han hurriedly retreated, but looking at Mo Wentian's expression, he was extremely fiery. Zhu Guo, that is the spiritual fruit that can elevate him to the peak of Lijian Realm!

"Want Zhu Guo?"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely calm.

Then there was an indifferent voice.

It rang again in the hall.

"The battle of swords, I, Mo Wentian, will definitely go. As for Zhu Guo, even if I feed it to the dogs, I will definitely not leave it to a waste, hahahaha..."

Mo Wentian laughed wantonly.

"presumptuous!"

Mo Yizhan looked furious.

"Mo Wentian, how dare you call me a waste?"

Mo Han said angrily.

"You are not a waste, eighth-level spiritual root, and it took fifteen years to cultivate to the first level of the Lijian state. This is on the Sword God Continent. Calling you a waste is still a compliment!"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Han and said indifferently.

"Okay!"

Mo Han was furious, and Mo Yizhan also looked at Mo Wentian with a gloomy face.

"Mo Wentian, even if you want to participate in the battle of swords, you might as well fight Mo Han. If you can defeat Mo Han, you can naturally participate in the battle of swords, but if you lose!"

"Then how about handing over Zhu Guo?"

At this moment, Lin Cheng's voice suddenly came.

"War with Mo?"

Everyone's expression froze slightly, and even Mo Tianxiao who was beside him stood up from his seat.

"Wentian, as long as you want to participate in the sword competition, I will ask for a spot for you right now. With me here, they dare not do anything to you?"

Mo Tianxiao looked at Mo Wentian, and said with evil spirit all over his body.

"No!"

Mo Wentian waved his hand slightly, looking at Mo Tianxiao with his eyes, Mo Wentian suddenly said: "If I can't even defeat Mo Han, how can you and my brothers live in peace!"

"this……"

"Believe me!"

Mo Wentian was extremely confident in his eyes.

Seeing Mo Wentian's expression, Mo Tianxiao's body trembled slightly, and the worry in his heart naturally disappeared a lot at this moment.

"You have to be careful!"

Mo Tianxiao said softly.

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Wentian nodded.

Then step forward.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Mo Wentian's hand, and a violent vibration spread out from Mo Wentian's center.

"war!"

It's a simple word, but it carries an incomparably straight-through momentum.

"Is this an epee?"

"Oh my god, this epee looks like it weighs at least two to three thousand catties. Who can swing such a heavy epee!"

"It is rumored that Mo Wentian beheaded Qiu Sanjin with his epee. Could it be that he still has some hidden means?"

...

Everyone was dumbfounded for a while.

"Epee, hahaha..."

Mo Han laughed.

But did not see.

There was an incomparably impressive light in Lin Cheng's eyes.

this sword.

Sure enough, it was on Mo Wentian's body.

Although the whole sword was covered by an unknown monster skin, Lin Cheng still recognized it. This sword is the heavy sword in the auction!

"The waste of the Mo family dares to compete with me!"

Lin Cheng was furious.

Think carefully.

Lin Cheng instantly understood that when Mo Wentian asked for the price, he was just playing him!

A trash from the Mo family.

Where will there be hundreds of thousands of gold coins?

"If you dare to play with me, Lin Cheng, I will make your life worse than death!"

In Lin Cheng's eyes, the evil spirit was extremely terrifying.

"Master Lin Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qingcheng, who was next to Lin Cheng, felt the fluctuation of Lin Cheng's breath, and couldn't help asking softly.

"I'm fine!"

Lin Cheng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, then grinned at Mo Qingcheng and said, "Miss Qingcheng, do you know what's unusual about this Mo Wentian recently?"

"Mo Wentian's abnormality?"

Mo Qingcheng frowned, and then said: "Wentian recently awakened a first-class spiritual root, but he beheaded the third young master of the enemy family, and also won three vermilion fruits!"

"A first-class spiritual root?"

"The third young master of the enemy family?"

"Three vermilion fruits?"

Lin Cheng's brows were deeply frowned, how did the first-class spiritual root seize Zhu Guo from the hands of many talented disciples?

"It seems that this kid should have some adventures!"

There was a flash of light in Lin Cheng's eyes, looking at Mo Wentian's expression, a crackling heat rose in Lin Cheng's eyes.

If he could snatch the adventure from Mo Wentian.

Isn't he...

"Wentian, you actually want to fight, so let's fight, Han'er, you have to be careful, don't hurt Wentian!"

When Mo Yizhan saw that Mo Wentian was going to fight, his face instantly burst into a smile.

Then he turned his head and gave instructions to Mo Han.

"Father, I will definitely treat him well!"

Mo Han's eyes were filled with anger.

In Mo Han's heart, fierce jealousy rose even more, a waste, how could he be entitled to enjoy Zhu Guo.

These three vermilion fruits.

It should belong to him!

"Qingxuan sword!"

"Clang!"

The cold drink came, and the spirit sword was unsheathed.

The flashing sword energy came towards Mo Wentian in an instant. When facing Mo Wentian, who was at the sixth level of gathering spirits, Mo Han actually chose...

Sneak attack!

"How despicable!"

"Mo Wentian is just a trash with a first-class spiritual root. It's really embarrassing to sneak up on a trash!"

...

In the eyes of everyone, they couldn't help but feel a touch of disdain.

Mo Tianxiao was sitting on the seat.

The evil spirit on his body is even more terrifying.

"Sneak attack?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a hidden light flashed across.

Immediately, he took a step forward suddenly, the veins in his hand popped out, and Mo Wentian grabbed the hilt of the epee!

"Get up!"

"Boom..."

The entire hall was shaking, the giant sword trembled, and an incomparably terrifying force spread from Mo Wentian.

"So strong!"

Lin Cheng's eyes brightened.

The other disciples of the Mo family also quickly backed away!

"Mo Wentian, you think you can defeat me with a strong sword. You are just a trash with a first-class spiritual root. Today I will tell you that in front of me, Mo Han, you will always be a trash!"

In Mo Han's eyes, there was a murderous look.

"Trash?"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a sharp sword light rose slowly.

at this moment.

The epee weighing three thousand catties was finally lifted by Mo Wentian, where the epee passed, a mountain-like aura swept out.

"Qingxuan Sword Qi!"

"Clang!"

The sword energy fell on the epee, but it didn't even change at all.

Mo Wentian's body.

Didn't even move.

"How can this be?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Han lost his mind.