"How is it possible!

However, after a few breaths, Song Yijian's face completely collapsed, and he looked at the black mist in disbelief, his sword formation was actually blocked by the other party.

"My sword!"

Song Yijian gritted his teeth, although he couldn't believe that his sword formation was blocked. But now was not the time to think about this, he concentrated the last of his thoughts, wanting to take back his flying sword magic weapon.

"This..."

But soon he despaired, and the sword could not be recovered.

"Haha, not bad, Song Yijian, you have a good name, thank you for the sword, although this sword is a little worse, but I think I can still buy some spars." From the black fog came the sound of Mo Tian's laughter.

"What!"

Song Yijian was so shocked and angry that he almost didn't fall from the air.

"What, Senior Brother Song gave his flying sword to that person!"

"How is this possible!"

"Idiot, what to send, it was obviously taken away by others. ”

"No, this person actually carried Song Yijian's sword formation!"

"Who the hell is this person, so powerful!"

Mo Tian blocked Song Yijian's sword formation, which suddenly shocked the proud son of Heaven who was present at the Dragon Peak. You must know that Song Yijian is a powerful existence in the top twenty in Yuelong Peak, and his sword array is even more able to challenge Wuhou by leaping over the level!

Originally, this kind of strength was definitely a sure win, but now not only did he not kill Mo Tian, an evil cultivator, but he also let the family snatch the magic weapon flying sword.

"Hehe, Sister Long'er, I'll just say that my husband is the best!" Jing'er grinned, and her worship of her husband Motian was like a surging river.

"How did he do it?" Long Er wanted to know how Mo Tian could hold Song Yijian's sword formation.

"Song Jian's, you're done with it, it's my turn now. The black mist dissipated, and Mo Tian grinned as he held Song Yijian's flying sword in his hand.

"No, I admit defeat!" Song Yijian is also a decisive person, and directly admits defeat.

No matter who this person who suddenly appeared was, but he took over his sword formation, just by virtue of this, don't say that his mana and divine thoughts are exhausted now, even if he doesn't, he is not necessarily this person's opponent. So admitting defeat is the most rational choice.

"Song Yijian actually lost!" The crowd of onlookers was amazed, after all, Song Yijian was a powerful existence in the top twenty in Yuelong Peak!

"Why is this guy so powerful, even Song Yijian of the Heavenly Sword Sect is not an opponent!" Chai San in the crowd had a blue face, he didn't understand how Mo Tian, a barbarian from Great Xia, could be so powerful.

"Yes, it must be the ancient ruins, he has cultivated the anti-heaven technique in the ancient ruins, otherwise it would not be so powerful!" Chai San gritted his teeth and said. It wasn't a day or two that he planned the ancient ruins on Mo Tian's body, but now it had become like this, which he didn't expect.

"Get out your ID card!"

As soon as Song Yijian admitted defeat, he had been like a motionless referee like wood, and said to Mo Tian with an expression on his face.

"Yes!"

Mo Tian handed his ID card to the referee.

Taking Mo Tian's identity card, the white-haired old man patted the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly a drawing like a map appeared. The brilliance of the drawings actually reflected a small Yuelong Peak with a whole flow of light and shadow, like a hologram in the movies of the previous life. And in this light and shadow, each cave of Yuelong Peak has a digital mark. Then the white-haired old man pointed Mo Tian's identity card towards the 180th Cave Mansion, and suddenly a light shot out from the Yuelong Peak on the map and landed on Mo Tian's identity card.

"From today onwards, Cave 180 is yours. When Guanghua fell into Mo Tian's identity card, the white-haired old man threw the identity card to Mo Tian and said expressionlessly.

After doing all this, the white-haired old man put away the map, and then drove away with the auspicious cloud flying magic weapon.

"Huh!"

Mo Tian took his identity card and smiled. The number of caves on Yuelong Peak is limited, only a thousand, and each of them is a cave heaven blessed land, a holy place for cultivation. And there are so many proud sons of heaven who come to the war alliance every year, so every year for the battle for the cave, I don't know how fierce it is, and there are countless casualties.

It can be said that the martial artists who can occupy a cave mansion in Yuelong Peak are all the true pride of heaven among the human race, not comparable to the martial artists who only have a heaven-level martial soul.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, if you don't want to provoke my Heavenly Sword Sect, return my flying sword!"

Just as Mo Tian was about to leave the ring, Song Yijian, who had already jumped out of the ring, sneered.

His flying sword was not an ordinary magic weapon, but his natal magic weapon.

Sword cultivators in this world are different from the magic weapons used by other martial artists, and their magic weapons are natal magic weapons.

At the beginning of the cultivation, the sword cultivator had to choose a sword fetus with the same attributes as his own martial soul, and then integrate the sword fetus into his own sword martial soul. Therefore, it can be said that the magic weapon of sword cultivation is his natal magic weapon, which has nothing to do with cultivation.

You must know that other martial artists, only when they cultivate to reach the Martial King can they refine their natal magic weapons.

The natal magic weapon is so precious, even if he is the grandson of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he does not dare to give up this natal magic weapon easily. This flying sword magic weapon was a sword fetus specially refined for him at a huge cost as soon as he was born. Not to mention anything else, Chiyang Essence Iron is extremely rare in the Gods and Demons Continent, and it is a treasure that can not be found!

So no matter what, this flying sword must be taken back.

"Ha, the people of the Heavenly Sword Gate are really promising, the flying sword was snatched, and they still have the face to ask for it. Mo Tian sneered, as soon as this person made a move, it was a sword formation, not to mention snatching the opponent's flying sword, if it was possible, he would not hesitate to kill the other party. As for the Heavenly Sword Sect, he is not afraid, this is the War Alliance, he is now a member of the War Alliance, not a civilian warrior who has nothing.

"Boy, you're looking for death. Song Yijian's face was pale, and he looked at Mo Tian viciously. The stakes are so high that he can't give them up no matter what.

"Yes, boy, hand over the flying sword, otherwise my Heavenly Sword Gate and you will not die. ”

"Yes, never die!"

"Boy, don't cause death to your family or sect. ”

At this time, more than a dozen people from the Heavenly Sword Sect also stood up and bluntly threatened. Song Yijian is a grandson in Tianjianmen, so naturally he has dog legs. These dogs and the dogs of the world have the same virtue, and they are the most capable of bullying others. The Heavenly Sword Sect is one of the top ten major sects in Shenzhou, so relying on the Heavenly Sword Sect, these dogs blurted out all kinds of dangers.

"Although I hate evil cultivation, Song Yijian of the Heavenly Sword Sect is really shameless!"

"Yes! If you can't beat someone, you have to kill the whole family, and you really give the Heavenly Sword Sect a long face!"

"Ha, this is also a matter of no choice, the flying sword of the sword cultivator is their natal magic weapon. It is said that Song Yijian's flying sword is made of Chiyang refined iron, and his family spent a lot of money to get Chiyang refined iron, even if his Song Yijian family is in Kuoshuo, he can't afford to give up this flying sword!"

Seeing that many Heavenly Sword Sect disciples surrounded Mo Tian, many Heavenly Pride Sons of Yuelong Peak shook their heads, and they were very disdainful of Heavenly Sword Sect's bullying cultivation.

"I didn't know that this kid was from that sect, and he was able to snatch Song Yijian's flying sword!"

"Yes, this kid is an evil cultivator, and his magical powers are extraordinary, there are no powerful evil cultivators in Shenzhou. Several powerful evil cultivators are scattered cultivators, and I don't know that this kid is the disciple of that evil cultivator. ”

Many people were also very curious about Mo Tian's identity, after all, being able to carry Song Yijian's sword formation and snatch his flying sword, even if it was an evil cultivator, this kind of means also made the proud sons of heaven present admire.