I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

This statement came out.

Mo Wentian's face suddenly sank, who could still maintain a plain expression!

I greeted him well, but didn't immediately condemn him for breaking into my Profound Heaven Holy Land.

When he opened his mouth, he asked if I was dead?

What is it that I am not dead?

Could it be that he thought it was normal for me to die?

Excessive!

unacceptable! ! !

Mo Wentian was furious, and with his palms, an oddly long green wooden sword about 1.5 meters long appeared, and waves of laws were fluctuating. He said angrily: "Li Yuandong! Don't think I am afraid of you!"

"and many more!"

Li Yuandong, the holy lord of the Eastern Desolation, stretched a kilometer away, and said: "Don't Wentian, I'm here to save you, and this Xuantian holy land, will you take out the Xuantian Spirit Sword? "

"Save us Xuantian Holy Land?"

Mo Wentian sneered: "Although our Xuantian Holy Land is inferior to your Eastern Wilderness Holy Land, it seems that we don't need others to save it, right?

Besides, if you really come here with a friendly intention, why break my big formation and coerce me Xuantian Sacred Land elder? ! "

"That's because time is running out!"

The Eastern Desolate Holy Master looked solemnly: "Mo Wentian, Su Zhan is back, did he bring back a set of swordsmanship called Wanxiangyuan Swordsmanship?"

"So what!"

Mo Wentian snorted coldly: "That's Su Zhan's own sword technique! You have no right to restrain, right?"

The Eastern Desolation Holy Master shook his head: "Of course we have no right to restrain, but Mo Wentian, did you know that this sword technique is extremely powerful, but not everyone can practice it?"

"You mean my kendo talent is not worthy of practice?"

"That's not what it means, of course"

The Eastern Desolate Holy Master paused, and said with emotion: "Thanks to your kendo talent is not too good, otherwise, you are now dead!"

Mo Wentian was about to get angry when he heard the Eastern Desolation Saint Lord say that his kendo talent was not good, but when he heard the following words, he suddenly became suspicious again.

"Li Yuandong, what do you mean, make it clear!"

"It's very simple. Unless the Divine Body and Divine Veins of Su Zhan's Wanxiang Yuan Sword Art is successfully cultivated, your physical body and Holy Veins can't carry that terrifying heaven and earth vitality at all!"

The Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation said solemnly: "It is because of the practice of this sword technique in my holy land, Elder Lu Yueshanlu, that the four sacred veins in his right hand ruptured and his body was seriously injured. It is difficult to heal completely without more than ten years!

And Mo Wentian, your cultivation base is higher than that of Mount Lu Yue. If you practice, you will naturally absorb more vitality from the heavens and the earth. I am afraid that the whole person will explode directly! "

Will my whole person explode directly?

Mo Wentian's forehead suddenly oozes cold sweat: "You, what you said is true?"

"nonsense!"

The Holy Lord of the Eastern Desolation rolled his eyes: "Do you think I rushed from the Eastern Desolation Holy Land in such a hurry, just to joke with you?

What I said is true, if you don't believe it, you can die by yourself, then forget it! "

"I……"

Mo Wentian thought about it carefully, and felt that the Holy Lord of the Eastern Desolation did not have a reason to lie to him, and his back was immediately wet with cold sweat.

Fortunately, fortunately, he is not Su Zhan, an ancient kendo goddess, otherwise it is really just like Li Yuandong said, it exploded!

so close!

For the first time in his life.

Mo Wentian was thankful that he had a mediocre kendo talent!

Immediately, he thought of something, and said to the surrounding elders of the holy king who were a little confused: "Quick! Go to the other holy king's cave and tell them about this! Let them stop practicing!"

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

Those holy kings were also terrified and left quickly.

They don't usually practice swords. Although they knew the existence of this swordsmanship, they didn't immediately ask for swordsmanship training. They were a little afraid to learn about it at this moment.

Seeing those holy kings dispersed, the Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation remembered something, and said to Mo Wentian: "By the way, there is Tang Wujian who specializes in kendo in your holy land. Although his strength is not good, his talent is fair. He--"

"I will go to Elder Tang personally!"

Mo Wentian's face changed slightly, he put away the Xuantian Spirit Sword, turned into a light and left.

The Holy Lord of the Eastern Desolation also received his sword, following closely behind.

quickly.

They came to the mountain where Tang Wujian Dongfu was located.

"Rumble!"

When he came to the mountain peak, Mo Wentian said nothing, and hit the mountain with a punch, causing the entire mountain to shake violently!

The green cow was frightened and ran away. Then he said loudly, "Elder Tang, come out and see me!"

After about ten seconds.

Tang Wujian ran out angrily, just about to question why he was disturbing his cultivation, when he suddenly saw the Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation, he was taken aback.

The Eastern Desolation Holy Master smiled and said: "It seems that Tang Wujian's talent is probably not too different from Lu Yueshan. Fortunately, if his talent is higher, then something big will happen!"

Hearing this, Tang Wujian was angrily: "Eastern Wilderness Holy Master, although you are the Holy Master, what do you mean by these words? Fortunately, my talent is—"

"That's it!"

Mo Wentian interrupted impatiently, and said directly: "Elder Tang, don't blame him, if it weren't for him this time, something big will happen to our Holy Land!"

"What's the big deal?"

"Are you practicing Su Zhan's sword technique?"

"Yeah! I'm cultivating hard, and I feel that I have some understanding. I'm about to get started, so you can bother me!"

When talking about this, Tang Wujian was still a little angry.

"You have to be thankful that you haven't completed your cultivation, otherwise you are already dead!"

With the sound of Mo Wentian's voice, Tang Wujian's expression of anger faded, and instead he was shocked.

Mo Wentian continued: "Su Zhan's Wanxiangyuan Swordsmanship can only be practiced with the Divine Body and Divine Veins, otherwise, the body will be blasted by the Heaven and Earth's vitality! A dead end!"

"what!"

Tang Wujian was shocked and looked at Mo Wentian incredulously: "Holy Lord, is this true?"

"It's true!"

Mo Wentian nodded: "The Mount Lu Yue in the Holy Land of the Eastern Desolation was seriously injured by practicing Wanxiangyuan Swordsmanship! The Holy Master of the Eastern Desolation ran over in such a hurry, that is, we are afraid that we will make a big mistake here!

Now that you are okay, I am relieved. The most urgent thing is to find Su Zhan so that he can understand the terrifying skill of this sword! "

"Su Zhan..."

Tang Wujian's back was soaked in cold sweat. Hearing Su Zhan's name, he was instantly annoyed: "This guy! I told him a long time ago that there might be problems with the vitality of heaven and earth entering the body!

He told me it was okay!

If the Lord comes a little later, am I going to go to heaven! "

"This……"

Mo Wentian said: "Su Zhan doesn't know it, he didn't mean it."

"No matter how much he is, he almost killed me as a master! Rebel! Rebel!"

Tang Wujian was angry and angry: "Follow me! Today I will be in front of you and take care of this apprentice of mine!

Let him know that I, the master, also has a temper! "