A faint smile appeared on Mo Wentian's face.

Last time, although the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art was able to devour Lin Xiao, that was because Mo Wentian's Heaven-Devouring Spirit Root was only at the first grade.

A first-grade Heaven Devouring Spirit Root was equivalent to an ordinary fifth-grade Spirit Root.

And the third grade Heaven Devouring Spirit Root.

Even though Chou San Jin's spirit root was a seventh grade spirit root, but compared to Mo Wen Tian's spirit root, it was still lacking.

A spiritual root weaker than his own.

How to mend one's own defects? Naturally, the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art was not in his sights either.

In other words …

If Mo Wentian wanted to raise his spiritual roots again, the next time he would have to devour stronger spiritual objects and Grade 8 or higher spiritual roots!

"This Heaven-Devouring Divine Art really tastes too much!"

Mo Wentian smiled, and with a flash, he disappeared from sight. The instant Mo Wentian left, the ten over people appeared once again within the valley.

"The Chou Clan's 3rd young master, Chou Sanjin, was killed by Mo Wentian!"

Shouts of surprise rang out one after another.

The entire Eastern Barbarian Mountain Range was in an uproar once again, especially the Chou Clan. All of them looked at the Mo Clan members with cold gazes.

"Mo Han, you're still saying that this person is not a member of your Mo Clan, but now he even dares to kill the genius disciple of my Chou Clan. I think this is the order of your Mo Clan!"

Chou Yuan stared at Mo Han as he said with a murderous look on his face.

There were three more people beside Mo Han. The aura of these three people had been withdrawn, but they were concealed and they were emitting a sharp light.

An elder from the Mo Clan.

These three elders were none other than the three Mo Clan elders. One of them was the Great Elder who had helped Mo Wentian back then in the Mo Clan's Martial Arts Practice Hall!

"Impudent! Chou Yuan, what are you saying? Mo Wentian doesn't even have a first-rate spiritual root in our Mo Clan. Who in the entire East Sword City doesn't know of this!"

"Right now, he has killed your Chou family disciples. That's because your Chou family disciples are useless and can't even beat a single piece of trash. From what I see, your Chou family is only a bunch of trash!"

Mo Han said with a cold expression.

"Mo Han, you are courting death!"

The killing intent in Chou Yuan's eyes surged.

The other Chou family disciples also looked at Mo Han with faces full of anger. The atmosphere between the two groups of people instantly became tense.

"Yuan Er, step back!"

Just at this moment, a low shout sounded out.

An old man with a head full of white hair walked out from the group of Chou clan members. He glanced at Mo Han indifferently, and the gaze of the old man landed on the old man in front of Mo Han.

"Mo Yu, it's a little too much for a Mo Clan disciple to kill a direct disciple of my Chou Clan!"

The elder looked at Mo Yu and said solemnly.

"Too much?"

Mo Yu pursed her lips into a smile and immediately said, "Little fellows like to argue and argue, so we'll let them go. We're so old, so why care so much!"

"Why bother?"

The elder's eyes became cold as he said, "Does that mean you want to protect this trash?"

"Trash?"

Mo Yu disdainfully laughed. Even a swordsman of the Sword Extinction Realm was slain, yet you call Mo Wentian a trash?

Chou family members deserved to be killed!

"My Mo Clan will definitely not interfere in the battle between youngsters. However, if some shameless people make a move as well, then don't blame me!"

The light in Mo Yu's eyes suddenly intensified, and an incomparably resplendent aura began to radiate from her body.

The Mo Clan disciples standing beside Mo Yu had a drastic change in expression.

"Peak of the Everlasting Sword!"

The old man's expression changed, then he said coldly, "Mo Yu, this person killed the third young master of my Chou family. The third young master of my Chou family, the third young master of the three gold coins, is a good for nothing, but the third young master is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Qiu Sanyuan!"

Mo Yu's brow creased slightly.

"Let's go!"

Chou Yu glanced coldly at the Mo Clan disciple and shouted coldly towards the enemy disciple.

"Great Elder!"

Seeing that Chou Yu was about to leave, Chou Yuan's expression changed greatly.

This time, they were going to fight for the Scarlet Fruit.

The Chou family didn't obtain anything, but they had lost many disciples. Even a seventh grade spirit root disciple like Chou San Jin had lost his life in the Eastern Barbaric Mountain Range.

If he were to leave like this, wouldn't that mean …

"Let's go!"

Chou Yu shouted coldly, turned around and disappeared.

Seeing Chou Yu leave …

The other Chou family disciples had no choice but to leave as well.

After the Chou family left.

The expressions of the Mo Clan disciples instantly turned heavy. What Mo Yu said was equivalent to offending an enemy.

The Chou Clan and Mo Clan were both big clans of the Eastern Sword City, and offending them was definitely not a good thing for the Mo Clan.

"Grand Elder, could it be that this trash is really able to kill Chou San Jin?"

Mo Han stared at Mo Yu as he asked with gleaming eyes.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. The people from the Mo Clan, all of them return to the Eastern Sword City. The matter of the Scarlet Fruit will end just like this!"

Mo Yu stared at Mo Han as she apathetically spoke.

"This …"

Mo Han's expression changed slightly, and he immediately said in a deep voice, "Great Elder, now is the time to fight for the spirit vein. I'm afraid that it's a little inappropriate for us to offend the Chou family, since this trash is only a first-rate spirit root, why not give it to the Chou family?"

"Give it to our enemies to deal with?"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Mo Yu's eyes as she stared coldly at Mo Han, "You're not even a tenth of Mo Wentian!"

With that, he disappeared in a flash.

"I can't even compare to a tenth of this trash's strength..."

Mo Han stood on the spot, his expression extremely lifeless. Hence, a hint of malevolence appeared on his face.

"Just what kind of bewitching medicine did this trash feed to Great Elder? To think that Great Elder would rather offend an enemy than let this trash live!"

"The battle for the Sword Son will soon begin. I want to see just how powerful that trash is …"

Mo Han's eyes were incomparably cold.

He was one of the three great geniuses of the Eastern Sword City, but now Mo Yu was saying that he couldn't even compare to a tenth of Mo Wentian's talent.

How could Mo Han accept this in his heart!

"Let's go!"

With a cold snort, Mo Han brought the Mo Clan disciples and quickly left.

Within the Eastern Barbaric Mountain Range.

Mo Wentian's figure moved like a ghost.

In the span of three days, Mo Wentian finally understood the whole story. So it turned out to be a disciple of the Yuan Clan who had used an Inferior Grade Spirit Treasure to capture him.

As long as they caught him, they would be rewarded with a low grade spiritual weapon. In addition to the three Scarlet Fruits he possessed, who would not be moved by all the sword cultivators in the entire Eastern Sword City?

"Thirteen waves!"

In the past three days, Mo Wentian had fought countless battles. Even though Mo Wentian's cultivation level was extremely high, he still couldn't hold on much longer!

"Did you know? The disciples of the Yuan Family sent out a message just now saying that they are canceling this arrest. Moreover, the disciples of the Yuan Family themselves have retreated back to the Eastern Sword City!"

"Are you for real?"

"Not only the Yuan clan, but even the Mo Clan and Chou Clan have retreated. I heard that Mo Wentian had also killed the genius disciple of the Chou Clan, Chou Sanjin!"

"To think that it would be enmity three gold. This person is an expert at the peak of the Spirit Gathering realm, and he even has a seventh level spirit root. In time, he will definitely become a swordsman!"

… ….

At this moment, sounds of discussion suddenly sounded out.

"The three great families have all retreated?"

Standing on the tree, Mo Wentian frowned slightly.

Could the three great families resist the temptation of the Scarlet Fruit?

Looking at the group of people disappearing slowly, a terrifying glint flashed past Mo Wentian's eyes!

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