The gatekeeper was shocked by Mo Xuan's palm, and he stepped back ten feet before finally standing firm. He held his heart with one hand while breathing rapidly, and adjusted his true energy on his own. Mo Xuan also took two steps back, raised his hand and slowly smoothed out the turbulence in his body.

Swinging, surging energy, always with a light smile on his face.

In about the time of a cup of tea, the gatekeeper finished preparing the tea. He straightened his back and stood up straight. There was no trace of contempt or dissatisfaction in his eyes. This young man who seemed to be about thirty years old had such a high level of martial arts.

His internal energy is even more powerful and long-lasting. With his forty years of internal energy cultivation, he is confident that he has no opponent in the world, but this young man is one step ahead of him. In this battle, he was convinced that he had lost, and he took a few steps forward to hold his fists.

: "Congratulations on passing the level."

"Senior, I accept the concession." Mo Xuan responded with a salute.

"No, I am convinced that I lost." The gatekeeper was truly convinced. He turned around, opened the secret compartment, took out a three-foot-long, one-foot-wide mahogany box, and handed it to Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan did not refuse, thanked him, and accepted. The gatekeeper took a few steps back, opened the mechanism leading to the seventh floor, and looked at the group of young people in front of him, with infinite joy and worry in his eyes. Ten years later, he

After guarding the sixth floor of the Tianji Building for ten years, someone finally came up and passed the level. They were still such an outstanding group of young people. Although he only competed with Mo Xuan, the others were not ordinary people and could go up to the level.

Coming to the sixth level, they must all have outstanding talents and wisdom. For such a group of young people to obtain the Mohist Heavenly Secret Scroll, it should be the Mohist family's luck. However, the release of the Heavenly Secret Scroll will inevitably attract competition from all over the world. Can these young people withstand it?

Live? The birth of Tianjijuan will trigger a violent storm in the world. What kind of storm will it cause?

Come on! Come on! Come on!

The world belongs to the younger generation, and the ancestors of the Mo family have already decided when Tianjijuan will be born. After Tianjijuan is born, no matter what storms there will be, he believes that this group of outstanding young people can handle it.

Mo Xuan took the mahogany box and turned towards Su Wen under the gaze of the gatekeeper. Su Wen and others naturally looked at him. "Here." Mo Xuan walked up to Su Wen, raised his hands slightly, and handed the mahogany and

Presented in front of Su Wen. The meaning was obvious, he dedicated this prize to Su Wen again.

"What will be the prize on the sixth floor?" Before Su Wen reached out to take it, Lan Ziqian took half a step closer and looked at the mahogany box expectantly. Just looking at the length and thickness of the mahogany box, he had already fainted

He guessed that there should be weapons like swords inside, and the Mo family's weapon was a prize for clearing the sixth floor of Tianji Building. It must be more precious than anything here. He was so curious!

Noticing Lan Ziqian's expectation, Su Wen opened the lid of the wooden box with both hands. As Lan Ziqian had guessed, it contained an ancient long sword. The sword was about two feet six in length. The blade was thin and light, and the edge was not revealed.

, completely dark and somewhat mysterious.

"Chengying!" Lan Ziqian stared at the long sword in the wooden box, his eyes widened, and he shouted with joy: "It's Chengying, the seventh-ranked great sword in ancient times, it's Chengying!"

Shouting, his figure suddenly swayed forward, holding the edge of the wooden box tightly with both hands, with an expression as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"It turned out to be Cheng Ying, and the Mo family took action. It's really extraordinary." Mo Xuan believed in Lan Ziqian's judgment and only smiled slightly in response to his rude behavior. He had heard about the great divine sword in ancient times, and it was said that it was

It has been lost and has become a legend. Unexpectedly, the Mohist family has a legacy.

"Ziqian, if you like it so much, take it." People in the world, even if they are not keen on weapons, have heard of the legend of the Great Divine Sword in ancient times. Su Wen also knows about these ten great swords, Zhan Lu,

Chunjun, Tai'a, Ganjiang, Moxie, Yixi, Chengying, Longyuan, Chixiao, Yuchang. And Xuanyuan, who is not among the top ten divine swords, but suppresses all the swords in the world, is the best sword in the world.

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"How can this be done?!" Lan Ziqian was shocked when he heard this. He jumped half a step away and let go of the wooden box with both hands at the same time. "This is what brother Mo Xuan got." Although, Mo Xuan obviously dedicated Chengying to him.

Su asked.

"I don't need weapons." Mo Xuan smiled lightly. He never used weapons. After he recognized his master, he had magic power, so there was no need for it. Naturally, he dedicated the ancient sword to Su Wen. Since Lan Ziqian liked it so much, Su Wen wanted to

There is nothing wrong with giving it to him.

"Take it." Su Wen took the wooden box from Mo Xuan and handed it to Lan Ziqian.

"No! No!" Lan Ziqian took two steps back and waved his hand, "I like it very much. It is one of the top ten divine swords in ancient times. It is the dream of those who forge weapons. I want to appreciate it and observe it, but

It is not suitable to own. This Chengying is a pair of swords, not suitable for me to use."

"Two swords?" Yan Luo looked at Cheng Ying in the wooden box in Su Wen's hand, "There is only one sword!" As he said this, he reached out and took Cheng Ying out of the wooden box. Everyone could see it clearly.

, is a thin, light and agile ancient sword, only one.

"Chengying, the reason why it is called Chengying is because it has a sword shadow." Lan Ziqian slowly explained: "And its sword shadow is another sword, which can be used as a double sword, but it is not someone else's.

They can all be seen and used. Ancient divine swords are extremely spiritual. Brother Yama, it is obvious that you are not its master."

"Is it possible that this sword will recognize its owner?" Yan Luo frowned, looked at the shadow in his hand again, made sure that there was no shadow of the sword, and put it back into the wooden box.

"Of course you can do the ancient divine sword." Lan Ziqian said with a smile, "Suwen, you can try it."

Su Wen's eyes moved slightly, he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and picked up Cheng Ying. Cheng Ying remained the same, without any change, and could not see the shadow of the sword that Lan Ziqian mentioned.

"What kind of magic sword is this? You really have no vision." Mo Xuan's expression showed a bit of disgust. He, Mo Xuan's master, didn't even recognize the little Chengying Sword. Why? A broken sword is more arrogant than him.

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Su Wen smiled when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to hand Cheng Ying to Lan Ziqian, "You can try it too." She meant that she wanted to give it to Lan Ziqian, because he liked it so much.

Lan Ziqian paused for a moment, and finally reached out to take it, but Cheng Ying remained unchanged. He smiled as expected and handed the sword to Su Wen. Su Wen frowned slightly and handed the sword to Li Zhu.

, Li Zhu's face was cold but she still reached out to take it, but she didn't become Cheng Ying's master. Okay! Su Wen looked at Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan averted his eyes and took two steps back, making it clear not to try, so he

Don't want this blind, broken sword!

Su Wen shook his head helplessly, smiled and turned to look at Feng Jiuge not far away, wanting him to give it a try, but in the blink of an eye he was stunned. He saw Feng Jiuge facing the entrance of the seventh floor, his whole body stiff.

, his eyes were dull, his left leg had already been stepped out, and his body language clearly indicated that he wanted to fly to the seventh floor immediately. However, his body was frozen in place, and his expression was excited, worried, and...

With seven points of obvious fear.

What is he afraid of? Isn't he determined to go up to the seventh floor to meet his sweetheart? Now that the door to the seventh floor has been opened, he is frozen. Could it be that he is timid about being close to home?

ps: 555, the end of the year is really annoying and busy with all kinds of things. Dear friends, Lulu is even later and hasn’t been able to update yet. I’m really too embarrassed to come see you! Hey, the last day of 2012,

Totally sad, the first day of 2013 may continue to be sad...
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