In the Mo Clan, the silhouette of Mo Wentian could be seen moving swiftly.

Moments later, he appeared in the Mo Clan's back mountain.

"Who is it?"

Mo Wentian furrowed his brows. Earlier on, when he was cultivating, his spiritual sense could clearly sense the fluctuations of sword qi.

Following the fluctuations of the sword qi, Mo Wentian finally caught up!

"Mo Wentian!"

A figure walked out from the shadows.

"Mo Han!"

Upon seeing this figure, a light flickered in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The person who appeared.

This was the genius disciple of the Mo Clan, Mo Han!

In Mo Han's hands, there was a woman in his embrace. Her eyes were tightly shut, as though she had already fainted!

"Qingyu!"

Upon seeing the maiden in Mo Han's embrace, Mo Wentian cried out in shock as the coldness in his eyes intensified.

"Mo Han, you are courting death!"

Mo Wentian's cold voice rang out in the air.

"Mo Wentian, isn't he just a little girl? If you want some, I can exchange them for you!"

Mo Han stared at Mo Wentian, as he sinisterly spoke.

"How many?"

The coldness in Mo Wentian's eyes grew increasingly dense. Staring at Mo Han, Mo Wentian drew in a deep breath, "Mo Han, you're a genius disciple of the Mo Clan. To use a little girl to threaten me, that's simply dishonorable!"

"You are dishonorable!"

Mo Han paused for a moment, and then his face filled with jealousy, "You can't blame me for this. Who told this little girl to care so much about you!"

"Do you know? I told him to drug you yesterday, but this little girl chose to rather die than submit.

"However, it's a pity that this little face is rather pretty …"

Mo Han's gaze suddenly fell on Mo Qingyu's face.

Even though Mo Qingyu was only Mo Wentian's little lass, her face was extremely delicate.

From the outside, she already looked like a beauty!

"Mo Han, what do you want?"

Looking at Mo Han, Mo Wentian icily commanded.

"What do you want?"

A light flashed in Mo Han's eyes as he coldly said, "Hand over the three Scarlet Fruits and I will let this little girl off!"

"Scarlet Fruit?"

"Hahaha …"

Mo Wentian suddenly broke out in laughter. After which, he looked at Mo Han with a face full of mockery, "You have grade eight spiritual roots. I thought you were someone important, but now, it seems like I, Mo Wentian, have overestimated you!"

"I, Mo Wentian, have overestimated you!"

An indifferent voice sounded out in the air.

Upon hearing Mo Wentian's words, Mo Han's countenance instantly turned incomparably malevolent.

He remembered Mo Yu's words.

You're not even 10% of Mo Wentian!

Adding on the words of Mo Wentian, the fury in Mo Han's heart exploded explosively.

"Mo Wentian, you're just a trash with first-rate spiritual roots, what qualifications do you have to talk to me? Do you think you're stronger than me just because you got three Scarlet Fruits? Wait till I eat them, I will definitely become a swordsman at the pinnacle of the Sword Extinction Realm!"

Mo Han stared at Mo Wentian, his face filled with rage as he spoke.

"A swordsman at the peak of the Sword Realm!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with disdain as he coldly stated, "You don't have the qualifications to be my opponent!"

"You don't have the qualifications to be my opponent!"

These light words contained a hint of confidence and a hint of contempt that came from the strong!

Grade eight spiritual roots?

Early stage of the Sword Realm?

Such a stunt, the current Mo Wentian really did not put it in his eyes at all. His cultivation had already reached the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Stage.

Mo Wentian's fighting prowess was on par with Mo Han!

"Mo Wentian, I will personally defeat you. I will crush you to the ground. I will tell everyone that you are the trash!"

Mo Han's eyes turned malevolent.

"Defeat me?"

"Stomp me on the ground?"

There wasn't the slightest fluctuation in Mo Han's eyes. Mo Han alone wasn't enough to attract his attention.

"Put down Qingyu, or I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

Staring at Mo Han, Mo Wentian spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Hahaha... Mo Wentian, I didn't expect that you would care so much about this little girl. But as long as you hand over the Scarlet Fruit, how about I marry Qingcheng to you? "

"Qingcheng is the second young mistress of my Mo Clan. As long as you marry her, you will be a member of my Mo Clan. In the future, you might even be able to become the clan head of my Mo Clan!"

Mo Han seemed to recall something, and he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Mo Qingcheng!"

Mo Wentian froze, a jealous face appeared in his mind.

"She doesn't have the qualifications to be my woman!"

Staring at Mo Han, Mo Wentian calmly spoke.

"You …"

Mo Han's face was filled with rage. Mo Qingcheng had a seventh-grade talent, as long as she entered the Sword Extinction Realm, she would be able to become an outer disciple of the three great sword sects!

Such talent, which genius in the entire Eastern Sword City wouldn't be tempted by her? Yet Mo Wentian said that she didn't have the qualifications to do so. How arrogant was she!

"This little girl is actually so important. I want to see how much you care about her!"

Staring at Mo Qingyu, Mo Han's hands abruptly shot towards Mo Qingyu's head with lightning speed.

"Hold on..."

Seeing Mo Han make his move, Mo Wentian hurriedly called out.

"What is it? You are willing to hand over the Scarlet Fruit? "

Mo Han's face was filled with disdain as he stared at Mo Wentian.

It was foolish of a sword cultivator to care about a little girl. As long as he became an expert, what kind of woman wouldn't he have?

"Mo Han, if you dare to touch Mo Qingyu, I will tear you into a million pieces!"

Staring at Mo Han, Mo Wentian's face was filled with killing intent.

The ice-cold voice caused Mo Han's heart to tremble slightly. Being stared at by Mo Wentian's baleful eyes, Mo Han could only feel a chill rising from the bottom of his feet.

"So what if this trash has first-rate spiritual roots?" So what if he had obtained the Scarlet Fruit? Could he be a threat to me? "

Mo Han's eyes flashed with a cold light, his palm descended with lightning speed.

"Stop!"

"Ghost Shadow!"

"Heaven Seeking Sword!"

"Pfft!"

Circulating her movement technique to the limit, Jian Xuan crazily circulated. Three sword energies, the finished word shape, shot straight towards Mo Han's palm!

"You know Sword Qi?"

Mo Han's pupils constricted, his eyes were filled with fear, he kept his palm, and immediately shot out three sword energies to welcome the incoming attack!

"Clang clang clang!"

The three sword lights disappeared, and Mo Han felt a huge force, Mo Wen Tian's palm, had already landed on Mo Han's chest!

"Bang!"

The fierce collision sent Mo Han's body flying.

Mo Qingyu's body fell from the sky.

"Qingyu!"

Seeing Mo Qingyu falling from the sky, Mo Wentian's expression turned into shock. He hurriedly shifted his body and caught her!

"Mo Wentian, you actually injured me!"

Mo Han crawled up from the ground, traces of blood trickling from the corners of his mouth. That palm strike of Mo Wentian earlier, although it didn't have the aid of the sword qi, it contained the strength of his physique.

It was also comparable to the peak of Spirit Gathering!

Caught off guard, Mo Han was also slightly injured!

"Mo Han, today you must die!"

A baleful look flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes. If not for him making a move in time and his Earth Class movement technique, perhaps...

"That was a sword qi just now, you're only at the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering realm, how could you possibly release that sword qi?"

"And your movement technique, how can you be so fast?"

"How can your spirit gathering realm be so strong!"

… ….

Mo Han stared at Mo Wentian, his face was filled with incomparable shock.

The trash in front of him, whom he had never put in his eyes, had given him far too many surprises today!

"Mo Wentian, I'm a Sword Swordsman. Although you're strong, it's impossible for you to kill me!"

Staring at Mo Wentian, Mo Han drew in a deep breath as he spoke.

"Is that impossible?"

In Mo Wentian's hand, a green jade talisman suddenly appeared. On the jade talisman, there was a small sword carved in an extremely exquisite manner.

"Rank 2 sword array symbol!"

Mo Han was stunned.

"Mo Wentian, this is all a misunderstanding. Isn't it just a little girl? I will return ten of them to you then!"

"If you kill me, not only would you waste a sword array symbol, but the Mo Clan would also not let you off. My Mo Clan has countless of experts, killing you would be a piece of cake!"

"For a little girl, are you worth it?"

Mo Han's expression completely changed!

The sword formation talisman.

Moreover, it was a sword formation talisman at the peak of rank 2. This sword formation talisman was enough to kill any swordsman!

"Is it worth it?"

Mo Wen Tian mumbled to himself.

When he, Mo Qingyu, did things, he had always had a clear conscience. Even though Mo Qingyu was just a little girl, she was nothing more than him.

However, this was the first time he acknowledged this since his rebirth!

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