Murong Qiuyu racked her brains but could not find any information about Haotian Mansion Wenmo. She cursed the person in charge of the information in her heart, and asked with a stiff smile on her face: "I wonder what Brother Wen is here to give you?"
There were boos immediately in the auxiliary hall below. Didn't you ask if anyone challenged you? Now that someone has come up, they ask questions knowingly.
Wen Mo responded with actions. The solid lightning spit out from the palm of his hand and turned into a three-foot-long ancient spiritual sword. The golden electric snake whipped on the sword platform, splashing out gorgeous electric thunder.
The stamens kept flashing and extinguishing. The violent aura slowly climbed up!
Murong Qiuyu's face changed slightly, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. If he hadn't seen that the other party was coming for him, then he would have lived up to his reputation as the Seven Heroes of Dongsu. But where did the person in front of him come from?
? She didn’t even give him any face!
Wen Mo's aura has reached its peak, and a mighty sword intent rises into the sky like thunder. Under the sky, a shadow of a picture scroll filled with violent thunder slowly emerges.
"The sword is harmonious!"
Murong Qiuyu's face turned green. She had long felt that this person was strong, but she didn't expect that he was so strong! The sword intention was perfect, and if the sword essence also reached perfection, wouldn't it be a half-step sword embryo?
As soon as the 100% realm of Thundering Sword Intention came out, the whole audience was shocked. You must know that among the younger generation in the entire Qinglong Sword Domain, only Ye Xingchen is the only one who has reached the half-step sword! This person, He Dehe, is actually the leader of the five young masters of Qinglong.
Compared with Ye Xingchen?
"This kind of sword intention...the will of heavenly tribulation! That's right! It's the will of heavenly tribulation!" An old man with a sword mind in a thunder pattern golden robe had a look on his face, and even lost his composure. He murmured to himself in disbelief: "It's impossible.
Yes, it shouldn’t be. How can a junior understand this complete artistic conception of thunder? I haven’t even collected it completely, how did he, a junior, do it?”
The sword master wearing a purple robe next to him raised his eyebrows: "The will of heavenly tribulation? Isn't it the artistic conception of heavenly thunder? Isn't it strange?"
The old man shook his head slightly and did not answer. However, his heart was overturned. The artistic conception of heavenly thunder and the artistic conception of heavenly calamity were different, but the meanings they represented were worlds apart. The thunderous sky can be divided into yin and yang, five elements and four phenomena, and the artistic conception of heavenly thunder can only represent
A certain attribute of the tribulation thunder, and the heavenly tribulation represents the punishment of heaven. It belongs to the collection of all the heavenly thunders. Which one is higher and which one is lower is clear at a glance! In his entire life, he only understood the artistic conception of several of the attributes of the tribulation thunder.
There is still a long way to go to complete the will of the Heavenly Tribulation! He even guessed that the complete conception of the Heavenly Tribulation will never be understood by others! Because the spirit sword masters of all ages have overcome the tribulation, it is rare for the Tribulation Thunder to contain one or two attributes.
, multiple attributes are even rarer. If you want to realize one by one and then integrate them, this is simply an impossible task!
Seeing that the thunder-robed old man remained silent, the purple-robed sword master frowned and did not ask any further questions. For a person of his level, Mo Wen's Kuang Ting clone was nothing more than a special ant, no matter how special an ant is.
No matter how strong he is, he is just an ant! So at this moment, Wen Mo is not taken to heart by him.
At this moment, the golden thunder instantly turned the sword platform into a sea of thunder, and the terrifying destructive power swept everything!
Without the main personality and emotions, the Thundering clone obviously doesn't know how to hold back. Once it takes action, it becomes the real power of thunder!
Murong Qiuyu couldn't even hold on for half a breath before he was swallowed up by the golden thunder. The sword light protecting his body collapsed instantly under the devastating thunder!
"ah!"
With a shrill scream, Murong Qiuyu was blasted out of the sword platform, flew straight out, and hit heavily on the restriction of an auxiliary hall.
"Master Qiu!"
The children of the Murong family were shocked and turned pale. They hurriedly flew out with sword light and caught the fallen Murong Qiuyu. At this moment, Murong Qiuyu's body was scorched black and he looked extremely miserable. He had already passed out.
"Just wait! Our Kaaba Murong family will not let you go!"
The children of the Murong family uttered harsh words and left the sword platform in embarrassment with the half-dead Murong Qiuyu.
"You are so vicious, boy! How can you be so cruel when competing with your peers! If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how high the sky is!" Xuanshui Sword Master snorted angrily, flicked his wide sleeves, and a black light fell down like a black river, carrying a powerful force.
Wen Mo on the sword platform.
"Venerable Xuanshui! Are you going to break the rules?"
Fenling Sword Lord shouted low, and also flicked his sleeves. A red sword light intercepted Xuan Shui's sword light diagonally. The two powerful forces collided and were annihilated at the same time.
"The dignified Lord Jianxin is not ashamed to attack a junior. Is this the way your Murong family behaves?"
Burning Sword Master looked at Xuanshui Sword Master with sarcastic eyes.
Xuanshui Sword Master's eyes were hazy, and he glared at Fenling Sword Master fiercely. He flicked his robe sleeves and hummed from his nostrils: "I have lost my composure."
"Venerable Xuanshui is also very protective of his descendants. If I guess correctly, this Murong Qiuyu is the fourteenth generation great-great-grandson of Venerable Xuanshui, right? That's understandable." Qian Xuanzong said calmly.
"Thank you, Venerable Chiyun, for your understanding." Venerable Xuanshui nodded and saluted.
"Brother Tao, this is serious." Qian Xuanzong returned the greeting.
Seeing the two people in front of him performing the double act as if no one was watching, the Burning Spirit Sword Master stared blankly and was speechless.
Qian Tianyan smashed the jade cup on the ground angrily: "Damn it! Where did this guy come from?"
It took a lot of effort to create a situation that undermined the majesty of the Mo family, but now it was completely destroyed by the sudden appearance of Cheng Yaojin! Who is talking about the last battle now? Everyone's eyes are focused on this damn guy who suddenly appeared.
Body! The negative impact of Mo Shaoqing's coma and exit was suddenly weakened to a minimum!
"No! We can't let him be arrogant! Get him down!" Qian Tianyan looked at the group of friends beside him.
These people are usually just flattering, but if they go into battle shirtless, are you kidding? That’s half a step in the making!
"You! You go!"
Seeing how useless his followers were, Qian Tianyan was furious, and in anger, he began to order randomly.
Mei Yutang almost fainted when he was hit. With his three-legged cat skills, he was forced to reach the Jian Yuan realm. He was about the same as a Jian Gang realm spirit sword master. Half a step of sword embryo, a hundred swords.
I am not enough!
"You bastards! Aren't you usually very positive? Now that I'm using you, why have you all turned into cowards!"
Qian Tianyan cursed loudly and kicked Mei Yutang to the ground. Mei Yutang simply fell to the ground and could not get up, allowing Qian Tianyan to scold him.
Seeing his brother's farce, Qian Tiancai frowned slightly, but did not interfere. He was also attracted by Wen Yi on the sword platform. There was a deep solemnity hidden deep in his pupils, even when facing the younger generation of Qinglong
The first person, Ye Xingchen, was not so cautious.
Ye Xingchen frowned slightly. Undoubtedly, the younger generation who put the greatest pressure on him was Wen Mo who suddenly jumped out! But he was a little strange, why was such a master not included in the family's information? Did he fall out of thin air?
He would never have thought that this Wen Mo really fell out of thin air! Two months ago, there was no such figure in the world! Qian's intelligence power was powerful, but it was not powerful enough to figure out the sudden change two months ago.
Information about a Jian Yuan realm spirit sword master who appeared in Haotian Mansion!
"Do you want to take action?" Ye Xingchen was hesitant. It was the last day of the Ten-Day Sword Club, and he really didn't want to take action, especially against opponents of the same level. Because it would probably hurt both sides and affect the relationship with the other three domains.
Young heroes fighting against each other!
However, his worries were obviously over-thought, because after Wen Mo defeated Murong Qiuyu with one sword, he did not stay on the sword platform for long and flew directly back to the auxiliary hall where he was. It was like lightning, coming and going quickly.
quick.
Ye Xingchen's frown deepened. Such an opponent who was not moved by fame and wealth was obviously more difficult to deal with. He waved over a Ye family disciple: "Go back and investigate this person's origins."
"Yes, Mr. Chen."
The following sword discussion was dull again. Murong Qiuyu, Mo Shaoqing, and Wen Mo had just performed wonderfully, but now it seems a bit dull.
"Mo Lang, why did you take action just now?" Yueying asked Mo Wen through a message transmission.
"Look at that guy's displeasure." Mo Wen lowered his eyebrows and sipped the spirit tea, as if the battle just now had nothing to do with him.
Yueying curled her lips. Naturally, she didn't believe such an unconvincing reason, but she was too smart to point it out. In fact, these days, she had vaguely guessed some things that Mo Wen asked Yuxin and Lan to investigate.
Listening to everyone's discussion in the deputy hall, the topic was all about Wen Mo, who had just appeared. Yueying couldn't help but feel a little proud. His man attracted attention wherever he went. If they knew that the powerful Wen Mo was actually just a clone, I'm afraid
Will you be shocked?
It seems that many people are destined to have sleepless nights tonight...
Back at the station, Mo Wen was meditating in his room as usual, but he didn't know that there were a few uninvited guests coming to their station at Haotian Mansion tonight.
"Young Master Xia, this is where our Haotian Mansion is located. You can visit it at will."
Li Zhiyun carefully accompanied several young people with Ganjia logos on their clothes into the station.
These disciples of the cadre family all have arrogant faces, wishing they had nostrils on the top of their heads, especially the leader. They walk cautiously on tiptoe, as if they are afraid of stepping on shit here, and they keep fanning themselves with the folding fan in their hands.
, as if there is an unpleasant smell in the air.
"Zhiyun, I heard that your Wanxiang Sword Sect is not doing well in Haotian Mansion, and you haven't even won the position of palace leader. What's going on? Doesn't Wanxiang Sword Master have the peak cultivation level of the late sword fetus?" Qian
Tianxia asked in a controlled tone.
"Young Master Xia doesn't know anything. Our ancestor was plotted by someone and his strength was greatly damaged. Therefore, he missed the election for the position of the governor." Li Zhiyun secretly broke into a cold sweat. Naturally, he would not say that the ancestor of Wanxiang was betrayed by a new promotion.
The fourth-level swordsman made a fool of himself, got angry and made trouble for the other party, and ended up being ambushed and plotted against him. This would be extremely embarrassing.
Fortunately, Qian Tianxia didn't ask further questions and just mentioned it casually.
While they were talking, several people had already entered the station. Qian Tianxia glanced at them casually: "Are they all here?"
"Yes, Mr. Xia, they are all here."
Qian Tianxia nodded casually, found a direction and started to visit casually. No one noticed. Every time he walked a certain distance, he glanced at a jade pendant on his waist with the corner of his eye.
The style of this jade pendant is very ordinary, almost the same as the popular pendants, except that the quality of the jade is better. Of course, the difference is that this jade pendant seems to contain a faint blood line, giving this jade pendant
It adds a touch of unique charm.
Suddenly, the jade pendant lit up with a faint halo of blood without any warning.
Qian Tianxia's pupils shrank, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, but he quickly suppressed the ecstatic expression and tried to return to normal. He pointed at the four-winged sword ship in front and said: "Which part of the sword ship is this?"
?”
Li Zhiyun glanced at it and said immediately: "This is the flagship of the first battalion of the fourth guard of Haotian Mansion."
Qian Tianxia nodded calmly and continued to walk forward, but his pace obviously accelerated. After finally completing a circle, Qian Tianxia immediately found an excuse and left in a hurry.
It was puzzling to leave Li Zhiyun alone where he was.