Chapter 192: One Hundred and Seven Sword Emperors

"Master, I will explain the matter of Mingyou to the master of Nether Sword Palace, but I want to leave Jianshen Mountain for a while..."

Seems to have remembered something, Mo Tianjiao gritted her teeth and said.

"leave?"

The Mountain Sword Emperor gave Mo Tianjiao an indifferent look, and then said indifferently: "You have passed the level of the Underworld Sword Palace first, and then the disciples of the Underworld Sword Palace fell in the southern region. This is..."

"Master, don't worry, even if this disciple is risking his life, he will definitely appease the anger of the master of Nether Sword Palace!"

Mo Tianjiao said quickly.

"It's almost the same, get out!"

The Mountain Sword Emperor snorted coldly, and Mo Tianjiao hurriedly withdrew from the Sword God Palace.

In the Sword God Palace, only the Mountain Sword Emperor was left, looking at the distant void, coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Mo Wentian, you dare to swallow the Quicksand Emperor Sword from my Sword God Mountain. This time, I not only want you to hand over the Quicksand Emperor Sword, but also the Seven Swords Forbidden Technique and Taixu Talisman, which are also from my Sword God Mountain..."

The mountain sword emperor's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

Nanman Mountains, in front of the Emperor's Realm Hall.

"What a strong boy, how did his strength grow so fast!"

The shock in Hong Yi's eyes was extremely shocking. The last time we met, Mo Wentian was the pinnacle of the genius sword master, but now, Mo Wentian actually killed the Heavenly Dao Sword Emperor with a single strike.

Although the Heavenly Sword Emperor is not strong, it is also...

Four-turn sword emperor!

"Owner……"

The Sky Burying Monkey appeared in front of Mo Wentian, looking at the red-clothed opposite, in the eyes of the Sky Burying Monkey, he was extremely ferocious.

"Hehehe...Little brother, are the Seven Swords Forbidden Technique and Taixu Talisman really in your hands?"

The figure appeared more than ten meters away from Mo Wentian, and the red dress asked with a charming smile.

"That's right!"

Looking at the red clothes, Mo Wentian looked extremely indifferent.

Although the current Mo Wentian couldn't kill the sword emperor of rank six, if Hong Yi wanted to kill him, it was impossible!

"Little brother, I don't want the Seven Swords Forbidden Art anymore, but the Taixu Talisman is not a good thing, why don't you give it to my sister, how about letting her keep it for you?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Hong Yi said with a coquettish smile.

"here you are?"

Mo Wentian smiled, then suddenly turned cold, and said indifferently: "The Sword Emperor in red, if you want the Taixu Talisman, then come and take it from me, Mo Wentian, but if you die..."

"Then don't blame me, Mo Wentian, for not reminding me, hahahaha..."

Mo Wentian suddenly laughed out loud.

"help yourself……"

In Hong Yi's eyes, killing intent flashed away.

Looking at the laughing Mo Wentian, the red-clothed expression flickered, how strong is the Mo Wentian in front of him?

"According to what Hongjiao said, he has at least two emperor swords and two emperor swords to protect his body. Even if I want to kill him, I'm afraid..."

Hong Yi couldn't help but sigh, the two Emperor Swords, those are Emperor Swords, although her strength is much stronger than Mo Wentian, but to kill Mo Wentian...

Undoubtedly a fool's dream!

"Little brother was joking, but he wants to keep it for himself, so the red-clothed farewell..."

Hongyi suddenly let out an evil laugh, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of Hongjiao again.

"master……"

Seeing that Hongyi was about to leave, Hongjiao's expression changed slightly.

"Walk!"

With a cold drink, the two disappeared in front of the Imperial Palace.

"Master, this woman is very strong!"

Following the departure of the red clothes, the Zangtian Monkey said solemnly.

"Very strong..."

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, the sword emperor in red was definitely one of the strongest opponents he had ever met in this life, this red robe might be compared to Qinglian who possessed the ancient Skyline swordsmanship.

Not too far away.

"The place where the sword is buried, the emperor will go back again..."

Nana muttering to himself, Mo Wentian shouted in a deep voice, "We're leaving now!"

"Yes, Master!"

One man and one beast disappeared into the Nanman Mountains.

And with Mo Wentian's departure, the Nanman Mountain Range suddenly began to vibrate, and after a while, the Imperial Realm Palace disappeared strangely in the Nanman Mountain Range.

Sword King Pavilion.

"Second Pavilion Master, the Sword Emperor of the Northern Territory is clamoring outside again!"

In the Sword King Hall, Ku Lai looked at Tianhu and the others in the main hall, and said angrily.

"Northern Sword Emperor!"

Following Rong Lai's words, the expressions of Tianhu and the others suddenly turned cold.

"This group of old bastards, if the boss didn't tell us not to conflict with other forces, Grandpa Xiaojiao, I would go out now and kill all these old bastards!"

Xiao Jiao said angrily.

"Seven days, he should be back!"

Tianhu's eyes looked towards the void, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

It has been almost a week since Mo Wentian left the Sword King Pavilion.

And it was the second day after Mo Wentian left.

The Sword Emperor of Xuanyin Sword Sect suddenly appeared outside the Sword King Pavilion. Represented by Xuanbing Sword Emperor, a group of Sword Emperors called for battle outside the Sword King Pavilion.

"Mo Wentian, get out..."

Outside the Sword King Pavilion, there was a rolling sound, and the sword intent of a dozen Northern Region Sword Emperors enveloped the entire Sword King Pavilion.

In the Sword King Pavilion.

All the disciples of the Sword King Pavilion had ugly faces.

"Seventeen sword emperors, this is definitely not easy. The Xuanyin Sword Sect is the number one sword sect in the Northern Territory, but it is impossible for so many sword emperors to appear. Two of them, even I feel a palpitation!"

"This time the Northern Territory Sword Emperor's killing is probably premeditated!"

Tiansha stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Premeditated!"

The faces of several people sank. Among the seventeen sword emperors, Xuanbing Sword Emperor stood at the front, but Tianhu and the others still sensed that this matter was unusual.

"Could it be that the boss doesn't come back, and we just watch this group of people shouting outside my Sword King Pavilion?"

Xiao Jiao looked at the crowd and said with an ugly face.

"The second pavilion master is right. There are now more than fifty sword emperors in my sword king pavilion. Are you afraid that the seventeen sword emperors in the Northern Territory will fail?"

An elder stood up and said angrily.

"That's right, kill it!"

"Let the Sword Emperor of the Northern Territory see the power of my Sword King Pavilion!"

"Several pavilion masters, please give orders!"

...

Several elders knelt in the hall.

Tianhu frowned deeply.

"kill……"

"Ask God!"

Tianhu was about to give an order, at this moment, Tianhu seemed to have discovered something, and his expression was suddenly very pleasantly surprised.

I saw a figure suddenly appearing in the hall.

"Master!"

"Boss!"

...

Surprised voices sounded one after another, and it was Mo Wentian who appeared in the hall. Behind Mo Wentian, there was still the Monkey Burial!

"Boss, I miss you so much..."

Xiao Jiao jumped up and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, arching his head on Mo Wentian's neck, Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of excitement.

"Master..."

Mo Qingyu also looked at Mo Wentian with surprise on his face.

"What's going on outside?"

As if remembering something, Mo Wentian suddenly frowned and asked.

"Report to Pavilion Master, they are the Sword Emperors of the Northern Territory!"

Ku Lai stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Northern Sword Emperor!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and then he said in a deep voice, "Let's hear it..."

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

Kulai hurriedly told Mo Wentian what had happened in the past few days.

"Northern Sword Emperor!"

"Seventeen Sword Emperors!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and the power of the soul unfolded, and the scene outside the Sword King Pavilion all appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

"You were right not to go out!"

Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly.

"Pavilion Master, don't they only have seventeen Sword Emperors? There are now more than fifty Sword Emperors in my Sword King Pavilion. Are you afraid that they will fail!"

An elder couldn't help but said.

"Seventeen Sword Emperors?"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and then he said calmly: "Who told you that you are the Seventeen Sword Emperors?"

"Not seventeen?"

Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with astonishment.

"What the eyes see is not necessarily true, they are..."

"One hundred and seven sword emperors!"

"One hundred and seven!"

In the hall, there was a sound of gasping for air.