Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Want to compete with Mo Wentian?

I'm afraid this dragon doesn't know. How frightening it is!

"opinionated……"

Mo Wentian smiled slightly and continued to walk towards the central altar.

"Seven!"

Randomly touched a small ball, a number, appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

"I'm the thirteen!"

"I'm twenty-seven!"

...

A loud noise came, and a hundred people were drawn on the ring!

Mo Wentian's first opponent has also appeared.

A disciple in the realm of false gods in Huang Yuan!

"Fight the battle, start!"

As You Xi's voice sounded, the next moment, two figures ...

Appears on the ring.

Among them, one is a disciple of Xuanyuan, and the other is ...

Disciples in the courtyard!

"Zhang Meng, a disciple in Xia Xuanyuan, please enlighten me!"

Disciples of Xuanyuan gave a slight gift.

"Zhang Meng!"

The disciples in the courtyard have a look of disdain in their eyes.

In front of Zhang Meng, Xiu Wei is also focusing on false gods.

But compared to the disciples in the courtyard, Zhang Meng's cultivation is ...

Slightly worse!

"Get off ..."

The disciple in the courtyard flashed a cold mang in his eyes, and immediately shot the sword in his hand.

"Brother Zhang Meng ..."

"Brother Zhang Meng ..."

...

In the mysterious courtyard, exclaimed sounds came.

On the platform, the students in the courtyard turned out to be attacking. This is simply, shameless!

"Jiuyou Xuanjian!"

"Buzz ..."

Each sword unfolded, Zhang Meng, who had been caught by surprise, finally stabilized.

The disciple in the opposite yard frowned deeply.

Secret attack, plus Xiu Meng is higher than Zhang ...

But he did not win Zhang Meng in one fell swoop.

This has shown that Zhang Meng is better than him!

"Boss, who do you think will win?"

Xiaoyan held out his head and asked curiously.

"Zhang Meng's cultivation is that although he is low on the other side, Zhang Meng's foundation is obviously more stable than the other side, and Zhang Meng's sword is stronger, so ..."

"Zhang Meng must win!"

Gently glanced at Yantai, Mo Wentian smiled and said.

"Zhang Meng must win!"

Disciples of Xuanyuan heard this, one by one ...

Lights up instantly.

"This Mogutian, I really thought he was an adult in Jingu Palace. He said that he wins whoever wins. Then the battle of the nine quiets is not allowed to continue, let him speak!"

"Yes, let him say!"

"Hahaha ..."

...

Exuberant laughter came from the courtyard.

Not only the courtyard, the disciples of Tianyuan, also looked at Mo Wentian with sarcasm, only not far away ...

That cold and proud figure, but looked at Mo Wentian more!

"This boy, good eyesight!"

Jiu Chong, could not help but sigh, Mo Wentian was right, this contest ...

Zhang Meng must win!

"Brother Jiuchong, what's this? The battle between Taiwan and Taiwan changed in an instant. Although this Zhang Meng has a solid foundation, the opponent's cultivation is stronger ...

"Whoever wins or loses, maybe!"

You Xi, the flickering road in his eyes.

"maybe?"

In Jiuchong's eyes, a faint smile rose.

"Look at it!"

A faint voice sounded, and You Xi, who was about to say something, opened her mouth.

In the end, nothing was said, but his eyes fell on the ring again.

She has never seen it from the class. Jiu Chong attaches so much importance to a sword emperor!

"Jiuyou kills the sword!"

"Hmm ..."

Just then, on the ring, there was another collision.

But the next moment, the body of the disciples suddenly flew out and saw the disciples flying out.

Zhang Meng did not continue to pursue, but stood in place ...

Charge again and again!

"Xuan Jian Kill!"

"bump!"

A dull collision sound came, and the disciples in the courtyard flew out.

Zhang Meng stood on the ring. Although his face was a little pale, he had already ...

Successfully entered the top fifty!

"Brother Zhang Meng won ..."

"Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng!"

...

Exclaiming applause came, the disciples of Xuanyuan boiled instantly.

In the courtyard, a group of people looked ugly!

"Really won!"

You Xi, the light flashed in the eyes.

"Xuanyuan ..."

"I'm really lucky!"

You dragon, with extremely cold eyes.

"In the first battle of Taiwan, Zhang Meng, a disciple of Xuanyuan, won. Next, please, the student who won the second lottery took the stage!

You Xi's cold voice sounded again, the next moment ...

The two figures once again fell on the battle of Yantai.

The second battle in Taiwan was a disciple of Huang Yuan.

The two played against each other with great excitement, and finally hit a sword to separate the victory and defeat.

The third battle of Taiwan was the battle between the disciples of Huang Yuan and Tian Yuan ...

The fourth battle in Taiwan ...

...

The battle against Taiwan continued until the sixth battle against Taiwan.

Just opened again!

"In the sixth battle of Taiwan, Youlong battled against Zhang Yuan, a disciple of Huangyuan!"

You Xi's voice came, and the figure of You Long fell on the ring.

The next moment, in Huang Yuan, a figure appeared on the ring.

"I think……"

"Get off!"

"bump!"

A fierce collision came, and the disciple of Huang Yuan who was just opposite was just about to concede.

But he didn't say anything, he was directly attacked by Yulong and flew out with a sword.

"Zhang Temple ..."

"Abominable, Brother Zhang Miao has conceded, and You Long shot!"

"You dragon, bullying too much!"

...

There were angry voices, and Zhang Miao flew out of the ring above the ring.

There was blood in the corners of his mouth, and the whole man was slumped.

"Boss, this you dragon ..."

"So fierce!"

Xiao Yan held out his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the battle between Nine You was just a fight, a killer under the condition of weak strength!

This is indeed a bit excessive!

"Severe ..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the slightest coldness passed, Youlong ...

This is done for him!

He wants to tell everyone, Tianyuan, no one can provoke!

"The sixth battle of Taiwan, Yulong wins!"

"Practitioner Seven goes to the stage!"

"Boss, call you!"

Xiao Yan's voice came, and Mo Wentian gave a slight meal.

Immediately, his body leapt and landed on the platform. Mo Wentian was opposite, a figure ...

Standing here already!

"Brother Mo, I confess!"

Mo Wentian has not shot yet, and the other side directly confessed.

This person's cultivation is in the realm of false gods, which is worse than Qi Brown, who is naturally ...

Do not dare to fight with Mo Wentian!

"Wow ..."

"Brother Mo has won!"

"The other party conceded ..."

...

Exclaiming exclaimed, disciples of Xuanyuan were very excited.

In the heaven courtyard, You Long's eyes became cold again.

"That's ..."

"End?"

Mo Wentian gave a slight meal, then shook his head and flew down from the platform.

"In the seventh battle of Taiwan, Mo Wentian won the victory, and the disciples of the eighth battle of Taiwan were invited ..." You Xi's voice came again, and Mo Wentian returned to Xuanyuan.