The Thundering Sword Intention slowly withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the golden thunderbolt on Mo Wen's body gradually faded away. Finally, a trace of thunder flashed in his right eye and disappeared, and he had already put on a new set of clothes.

At this moment, Mo Wen felt that his Kuang Ting Sword Yuan had a complete and harmonious feeling, like a barrel completing the last piece of wood, and his control over the Kuang Ting Sword Yuan became more satisfactory.

Bai Ling's Guishui Tribulation Thunder can be said to be a blessing in disguise. The Kuang Ting Sword Intent not only successfully broke through the sixth level and reached the seventh level, but also made up for the defects. The Kuang Ting Sword Intent also devoured this

The thunder power of the Dao 49 Tribulation Thunder reached its peak in the later period, which increased the power of the Mad Thunder Sword Element geometrically. In terms of hard power, the Mad Thunder Sword Element finally reached the same level as the Killing Sword Element.

level, but the thunder attribute that represents the will of heaven is half a level higher than the killing attribute.

After the crisis was resolved, Mo Wen's cold eyes fell on Bai Ling.

The two female Shuiyue Island disciples who were supporting Bai Ling felt Mo Wen's terrifying energy, and their faces immediately turned pale.

"You, what do you want to do?" A female disciple boldly asked, but her slightly vibrato voice showed her mentality.

Whoosh!

A ray of sword light fell on the sword platform, revealing a young man who looked like a young master holding a folding fan. Blocking in front of Bai Ling was none other than Nangong Yitian of Tongtian Island.

His face was filled with uncertainty, and finally he held up his hands and said: "Don't ask, Junior Sister Ling'er did something a little too much, but there is nothing wrong with you. I apologize to you on her behalf, and the matter is over."

"Let's go! Who asked you to apologize to him? What qualifications do you have to apologize for me? I did this and I will bear the full responsibility!" Bai Ling was extremely excited, and finally stared at Mo Wen unwillingly: "It's just

It’s a pity that the forty-nine tribulation thunders didn’t kill you!”

"Crack!"

A gust of palm slapped Bai Ling on the cheek without any warning.

"You evil beast! You still can't shut up!"

An angry roar seemed to come from the nine heavens. On the referee's stage, Lord Mingyue's face was as cold as frost, and he said angrily: "Bai Ling, a disciple of the Shuiyue Sword Sect, violated the rules of the Sword Association and has a bad character. He will be deprived of this Sword Association."

Qualification! Come here! Take her back to the other courtyard. During the sword competition, she is not allowed to leave the other courtyard for even half a step!"

Two rays of sword light fell on the sword platform. They were two cold-looking middle-aged men wearing Qianlong Island's standard sword uniforms. The strength of these two people was in the early stage of the Sword Yuan. One of them was holding a half-foot-long sword.

The sword command cast a purple-gold aura from the sword command and enveloped Bai Ling. Then he carried Bai Ling and left the sword platform directly, heading out of the arena. The two Shuiyue Island disciples did not dare to stop him.

"Mo Wen, are you dissatisfied with this verdict?" Lord Mingyue looked at Mo Wen, seemingly asking, but there was a hint of threat that was unmistakable.

Mo Wen's eyes were a little gloomy, and he took a deep look at Nangong Yitian, then turned back and continued flying towards the sword platform where Liu Zhenxuan and others were.

"Venerable Mingyue really kills relatives in a righteous way." Venerable Hatian said angrily.

Venerable Mingyue ignored him, but looked at Mu Peiyun: "Venerable Mu Yun, my teachings are inappropriate, causing my disciples to do such things, please punish me."

Mu Peiyun had no expression on his face and said calmly: "Young people are passionate and impulsive. Lord Mingyue does not need to blame himself. He will be punished according to the Lord's decision."

"On behalf of my little disciple, I would like to thank Your Majesty for your kindness."

There was a hint of relief in Lord Mingyue's eyes. It was the best to get this result. After all, the impact of Bai Ling's actions was too bad. Disqualification was already the lightest, so she was in a hurry.

Declaring a stance to set the punishment shows that she is fair and not partial to her apprentice, so that others will not be able to speak out and make things more difficult. As for Mo Wen, it is not in her consideration range at all. Even if she is talented, she will not be able to make a sword in one day.

Meconium is ants.

"Hmph!" Venerable Hentian snorted heavily, but he also knew that the matter was over.

Several other sages from different camps from Shuiyue Island were also slightly disappointed, secretly cursing the venerable Mingyue for being shameless.

On the jade platform, Lan Yu and other women were indignant.

"Is this the end? Wasn't the thunder that Mr. Master suffered in vain?"

Feng Ge and others also felt a little ridiculous. They were almost plotted to death. The murderer was put in solitary confinement without any pain. This punishment was too trivial? Even though they had known for a long time that the fourth-level spirits like them did not see them in the eyes of those fifth-level spirit islands.

The island disciples and casual cultivators were also a little unable to accept it.

"Master, you can't just take advantage of that vicious woman!" Lan Bei shouted angrily.

Mo Wen's expression was calm, and there was no emotion in his plain eyes. Liu Zhenxuan looked at him with a sense of relief, and smiled to himself: "I thought you would kill her."

"Am I so impulsive?" Mo Wen glanced at him.

Liu Zhenxuan chuckled and shook his head without answering. Yes, if Mo Wen wanted to kill Bai Ling, it is estimated that the sages above would not be able to stop him without any defense. In this regard, he believed in Mo Wen's ability, but Mo Wen had no choice.

Forbearance and let Bai Ling go, otherwise the Lord Mingyue may take away a corpse.

"It's so abominable! This is a cover-up! That woman clearly wanted to harm others! But there was no punishment at all!" Xuanyuan Yanyu waved her white and tender fists and almost jumped to the referee's table to protest.

Xuanyuan Po looked at Mo Wen's figure solemnly, his brows furrowed, the bloody sword light and golden thunder kept flashing in his mind...

The competition entered the seventh round, and more than 50 contestants were eliminated again, leaving 165 people left.

At this point, except for Mo Wen and Liu Zhenxuan, everyone else has been eliminated, and those who can make it here are all geniuses among geniuses. The worst ones are those who have reached the peak of mid-Jian Yuan and fifty-percent sword will cultivation, and their combat power is even more extraordinary.

Same as ordinary spiritual sword masters.

In this round, Mo Wen and Liu Zhenxuan each defeated their opponents and both advanced again.

After that, the eighth and ninth rounds ended quickly. I wonder if Qianlong Island Ban has already grasped their approximate strength. When they were randomly matched, most of the strength gaps between the two sides were no longer so obvious and became very similar.

.

And Mo Wen did not allocate any more powerful contestants. It seemed that the powerful contestants were intentionally separated.

After nine rounds of elimination rounds, the top ten of the nine sword platforms were finally selected, exactly ninety people, no more, no less.

At this point, the elimination rounds are over and the real top ten competition begins. The ninety contestants will redistribute their opponents, forming a pyramid again on the light screen of the sky.

"It turned out to be Jianfei, and we actually met him." Liu Zhenxuan sounded a little helpless. Then he glanced at Mo Wen's opponent: "Leihong of Tianlei Island is also pretty good, but it should be very difficult for Brother Mo."

easy."

Liu Zhenxuan's appearance was ranked ahead of Mo Wen, and he played in the thirteenth game. Hua Jianfei was very strong, and Fengji Island's sword skills developed the word "fast" to the extreme, and he appeared like a storm.

The speed of the sword and its power are always at the highest point, and it is almost invincible within the same level. But almost two words also explain the problem. Liu Zhenxuan took all his attacks forcefully, as if a rock in the rapids did not move at all, and his sword skills were accurate.

to determine the landing point of each of his attacks.

After an hour of hard fighting, when Hua Jianfei finally showed signs of fatigue, Liu Zhenxuan seized the opportunity to counterattack and finally defeated him. This was a truly tough fight that Liu Zhenxuan had encountered after competing for so long.

"Access." Liu Zhenxuan did not show any contempt.

Hua Jianfei didn't care about victory or defeat. The hearty battle made him feel happy. He rarely said a few more words: "You are very strong. I will look for you again in ten years."

"Then I'll be waiting for you at Tianyan Island." Liu Zhenxuan laughed.

Lei Hong looked at the young man with a somewhat indifferent expression in front of him, and the muscles on his stiff face twitched slightly: "I didn't expect to meet you so early."

"I know I may not be your opponent, but retreating without a fight is not my style. So I only have one move. If you can take it, I will automatically admit defeat."

Mo Wen's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt a familiar power in Lei Hong's body. It was the power of thunder between heaven and earth, but it was not pure and was far from his own golden thunder power.

"Can."

Lei Hong nodded, his expression began to become serious, and a violent force began to slowly brew in his body, like an ancient beast resurrecting.

Pika!

A red electric snake burst out from Lei Hong's body, and then more electric snakes struggled out and soon spread all over his body. The red electric light was as sharp as a sword and as hot as a flame.

It contains extremely terrifying violent power that wants to destroy everything.

Lei Hong slowly raised his right arm, pointing a red spirit sword straight at the sky, and then the rolling red thunder converged on the spirit sword, and soon formed a bright thunder sword, rendering him as if he was riding a sword.

The god of thunder.

"You cunning guy, the more honest you are, the more your heart is hidden." Su Bai spat bitterly. As a good friend, he naturally knew Lei Hong's little thoughts, and he knew that he would not have much chance of winning in a head-on confrontation with Mo Wen.

Then the bachelor used words to trick him, making Mo Wen willingly accept one of his moves. This move was naturally not an ordinary move, but the greatest trick that Leihong could master at present, which was enough to severely damage the spiritual sword of Jian Yuan Perfection.

Master, of course, such a unique move is also very troublesome to perform. The biggest drawback is that it requires a lot of time to prepare, which is too useless for a spirit sword master.

The violent power is increasing, and the flame and thunder sword essence in Lei Hong's body is frantically injected into the spirit sword. The electric snakes wrapped around the spirit sword gradually turn into dense thunder flames, burning fiercely, and the surrounding space is distorted by the violent force.

, letting out an overwhelmed groan, the space within the entire sword platform was completely out of control, and all the fire spirit energy surged towards Lei Hong, injecting it into the sword style that was brewing.

Mo Wen's eyes flashed with spiritual light like meteors. His mind was already in the highest calculation state, and his sharp and huge sword sense captured the various trajectories of the opponent's spiritual energy. It was difficult to create a sword move, which required a lot of effort.

This is only possible with time and a deep understanding of the power of attributes. Now is a good opportunity to steal from Lei Hong's sword style. He does not need to completely learn Lei Hong's sword style, he only needs to learn from the opponent's energy trajectory, so as to

Only by creating a Thunder Sword Style that suits you can you unleash the power of the Thunder Sword Yuan.

"Heavenly Flame Thunder Prison!"

When the strength was concentrated to the extreme, Lei Hong finally let out a violent roar and slashed down the spirit sword heavily.

Crimson thunder flames enveloped the entire sword platform space in an instant. The scorching and violent thunder flame snakes licked the restrictions around the sword platform. The purple and gold forbidden light flashed violently, firmly controlling the thunder flames within the range of the sword platform.

Inside.

The space on the sword platform collapsed again, and the violent power of thunder and flames tore open small cracks in the space barrier. Although it was quickly smoothed by the power of space, the ugly black cracks were as shocking as scars.

Many of the contestants watching the battle were terrified, imagining what would happen if they were on the sword platform. Most of the answers they got were that they were reduced to ashes.

"This little guy is pretty good. He actually built the Heavenly Flame Thunder Prison in the Nine Heavens Thunder Prison on Tianlei Island. In time, he might have the opportunity to take that step." Venerable Hentian said with a smile.

"But Fan Lei is Fan Lei. Although the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique's sword energy incorporates the attribute of thunder, it does not break away from the category of Fan Lei and cannot be compared with the real power of Heavenly Thunder." Master Feng shook his head slightly.

As if to verify Master Feng's words, a bit of golden light suddenly popped out from the crimson thunder flames, and then easily tore the thunder flames apart. Mo Wen's body was covered with a layer of golden thunder light and reappeared on the sword platform, surrounded by violent flames.

The power of the thunder flames could not get even close to his body.
To be continued...