Chapter 43: Number Twelve

"Mo Wentian, in today's battle of swordsmen, you must win the position of swordsman, otherwise..."

Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Yizhan's eyes flashed coldly.

"Patriarch, don't worry, ask God to know!"

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently.

He is going to decide the position of sword son.

The competition for the position of Sword Master is not for the Mo family, but for...

Don't ask yourself for him!

Only to win the sword.

Only then can he participate in the ranking battle of the Four Swords City, and then directly enter the inner courtyard of the Three Great Swords Gates, and...

This sword is not only a title, but also has some advantages.

According to the rules, once one of the three major families wins the position of Jianzi, the chief sword city will reward a spirit spar.

Lingjing stone is the essence of Lingshi, and the aura contained in it is very rich.

If it was Mo Wentian before, he wouldn't care much.

But now Mo Wentian's Immortal Body has reached the first level.

As long as the aura is enough, then Mo Wentian's physique is enough for Mo Wentian to raise his cultivation base to the level of a swordsman in the Lijian realm.

So this time, Mo Wentian not only wants the position of Sword Master, but also Spirit Crystal Stone!

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Yizhan nodded in satisfaction, and then yelled in a cold voice: "Disciple of the Mo family, join me in the battle of swords!"

"yes!"

In the hall, the disciples of the Mo family instantly became excited.

The battle of swords is finally coming!

A group of people rushed towards the center of East Sword City.

The center of East Sword City.

A ring of tens of feet has long stood here.

This arena has been established for an unknown number of years, and it will only be opened during the battle of swords.

Under the arena, countless warriors gathered here.

The Battle of Swords, this is the biggest event in East Sword City, and any sword cultivator in East Sword City would not want to miss it.

"The disciples of the Mo family are here!"

With the arrival of the disciples of the Mo family, there was an instant commotion under the ring.

"Mo Yizhan, you are finally here!"

A cold shout came, and on the audience stage, two terrifying powers suddenly soared into the sky.

The Patriarch of the Yuan Family, Yuan Tianmo, and the Patriarch of the Chou Family, Qiu Li!

Both of them are Four Elephant Realm sword masters, and they are also one of the three major sword masters in East Sword City.

"Hahaha...Brother Yuan and Brother Qiu came quite early!"

Mo Yizhan laughed loudly, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared on the audience stand.

"What a speed!"

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The agility that Mo Yizhan used just now is at least at the peak of the Xuan level!

"Where's Mo Han?"

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came.

With this exclamation.

Countless eyes fell on the Mo family.

Behind the Great Elder Mo Yu, apart from Mo Wentian and the others, Mo Han was not there.

"snort……"

Hearing this voice, Mo Yizhan snorted coldly, and the coldness flickered slightly in his eyes.

"Hahaha... Could it be that your Mo family knew that there was no chance for the position of swordsman this time, so Mo Han also became a turtle, so as not to be ashamed of coming out!"

At this moment, a sarcasm suddenly came.

Everyone looked towards the voice.

I saw a young man walking slowly. The young man's face was full of arrogance, but his aura was extremely fierce.

Qiu Yuan!

From the third level of the sword realm.

He is also the number one genius of the Chou Family, and the most popular candidate to win the East Sword City Swordsman Contest.

"It's Qiu Yuan!"

"Qiu Yuan is here. I heard that Qiu Li bought three Lijian Pills three days ago. Now Qiu Yuan may have reached the fourth level of Lijian Realm!"

"Leaving the fourth level of the sword realm, this is too terrifying. With such a cultivation level, the position of the sword son must belong to him!"

...

Under the arena, there was a lot of discussion in an instant.

The head of the Chou family, Chou Li, was even more proud when he heard all these discussions, while Yuan Tianmo and Mo Yizhan's face instantly became gloomy.

From the fourth level of the sword realm.

With such a cultivation base, he is much stronger than other disciples. Even if Mo Han participated in the sword battle, he might not be able to resist a few moves.

"It's true that Mo Han didn't come, but he wasn't a coward, but was abolished!"

At this moment, a cold shout suddenly sounded.

"Abolished?"

Everyone was slightly taken aback, and even the other two Patriarchs looked over in a daze.

Speaker.

It was Mo Qingcheng!

"Allure..."

The coldness in Mo Yizhan's eyes soared.

"You said Mo Han was abolished? It's ridiculous. Who else in the Mo family can abolish Mo Han?"

Qiu Yuan looked at Mo Qingcheng and said with a sneer.

"he!"

Mo Qingcheng's eyes fell on Mo Wentian.

moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Wentian.

"It's him?"

The coldness in Qiu Yuan's eyes soared.

It was Mo Wentian who snatched away Zhu Guo in front of countless geniuses.

"Hahaha... You said it was him, the number one trash of the Mo family actually abolished Mo Han, Mo Qingcheng, even if Mo Han wants to be a coward, you don't need to make such a bad excuse!"

A sneer came again, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Yuan Chong looking at Mo Qingcheng with a sarcasm on his face.

"How is this possible? Mo Han is a swordsman at the Lijian Realm. Although Mo Wentian has awakened his spiritual root, he is a first-class useless spiritual root. How could he defeat Mo Han!"

"That's right!"

"A good-for-nothing defeated Mo Han, I think the Mo family is all good-for-nothing!"

...

Under the arena, there were many discussions.

Everyone looked at Mo Wentian with disdain in their eyes, even though Mo Wentian beheaded Qiu Sanjin.

But Qiu Sanjin's cultivation was only at the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

"Ahem..."

Seeing a group of people discussing a lot, Mo Wentian felt that he should stand up.

With a light cough, Mo Wentian suddenly took a step forward, and then said with a smile: "The power is a little stronger, I accidentally disabled it!"

"I don't know if the two geniuses will also be abolished by me!"

"Arrogance!"

"He also wants to abolish Qiu Yuan, who is a genius at the fourth level of Lijian Realm!"

"This Mo Wentian is too arrogant. Mo Han was abolished by him. That is Mo Han's trash. Yuan Chong and Qiu Yuan are the peerless geniuses of our East Sword City!"

...

The disciples of the two major families had anger in their eyes.

Even Yuan Tianmo and Qiu Li looked at Mo Wentian with twinkling faces.

Mo Han, it was actually Mo Wentian who abolished him.

"The battle of swords begins!"

It wasn't until Mo Yizhan's cold shout came that the ring fell silent.

But everyone looked at Mo Wentian.

But there was a sneer in his eyes, as if he was waiting to see Mo Wentian's joke.

"Some people don't know they are injured until they see the blood!"

With a sneer, Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with indifference.

This battle of swords.

Mo Wentian didn't pay attention to it at all. Today, he only wanted to take away the sword position and the spirit spar, as for the geniuses of the Yuan family and the Qiu family.

If you dare to provoke him.

Then don't ask the sky, don't mind letting them wake up for a while!

"All the disciples from the three major families came up to draw lots!"

Mo Yizhan gave a cold shout, and twelve figures stepped onto the ring.

Twelve people.

There are four people in each family. In the Mo family, besides Mo Wentian and Mo Qingcheng, there are also Mo Xuan and Mo Yu who belong to the lineage of the First Elder and the Second Elder!

"Mo Wentian, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Qiu Yuan stared at Mo Wentian with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Qiu Yuan, this kid is mine. If you dare to snatch Zhu Guo in front of me, Yuan Chong, I will tell him what despair is!"

Yuan Chong's eyes were infinitely cold.

"I am waiting!"

Looking at the two people who were vying to kill him, Mo Wentian smiled indifferently.

Taking out a lottery at random, Mo Wentian returned to the audience stand.

"I am number three!"

"I am number seven!"

...

Among the three disciples of the Mo family, Mo Xuan and Mo Yu were drawn number seven and number three respectively.

"Brother Tian, ​​what's your number?"

Seemingly remembering something, Mo Xuan suddenly asked curiously.

"number twelve!"

Mo Wentian said lightly.

"I'm number 12 too!"

A cold shout came suddenly.

It was Mo Qingcheng who spoke!