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Still the same, Yan Ning pried open the cabinet with the Dark Broken Knife, easily took out the Chunjun sword and the sword holster on the side, inserted the sword into the sword holster, and Yan Ning carried Chunjun on his back together.

The guards outside the Hesitant Treasure Pavilion are extremely strict, and the security inside is relatively simple, all the treasures are placed on the shelves at will, and the more precious ones are placed in the glass windows, and the people of Longhu Mountain never thought that one day the Treasure Pavilion would be looted like this.

Looking left and right, Yan Ning didn't see any favorite weapons anymore, so he set his eyes on the last staircase.

There are only six floors in the Treasure Pavilion, and now Yan Ning has seen all the treasures and weapon exercises of heaven and earth, so what will appear in the sixth layer of this Treasure Pavilion?

With anticipation, Yan Ning stepped on the stairs, but he was soon disappointed, because he saw that the top of the stairs turned out to be a large iron door.

", there are no iron doors on the five floors below, why did you finally give me this one, Zhang Rushan, are they lacking hearts......

was blocked by the iron gate, which blocked Yan Ning's interest, he glanced at the big iron gate unwillingly, and decided that it would be better to give it a try.

So, he took out the Dark Breaking Knife again, looked at the center of the big iron gate for a long time, and was surprised to find that this big iron door had no door crack!

"Strange, it shouldn't be!" Yan Ning looked at the iron door suspiciously, no matter how well-made a door was, it wouldn't even have a crack in the door.

"It's hard to ......"

Yan Ning hesitated for a moment, put away the Dark Breaking Knife, grabbed the doorknob of the big iron gate with both hands, and pulled it to the left.

Click!

With a soft sound, the big iron gate was easily pulled open by Yan Ning from the left!

"Dare to be a sliding door!" Yan Ning said speechlessly, "Zhang Rushan, they are really lacking in heart, and the appraisal is complete." ”

Without any hesitation, Yan Ning pulled the big iron gate open completely, and entered the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Unlike the five floors below, the layout of this sixth floor is not like a place where treasures are hidden, but like a person's study.

There was a screen, similar to the house where Yan Ning lived in Longhu Mountain, and there was nothing peculiar about it, bypassing the barrier, Yan Ning saw a wooden table, a wooden chair, behind the wooden chair were high bookshelves, and on both sides of the surrounding were windows.

There was tea on the wooden table, two cups on opposite sides, and Yan Ning was surprised to find that the teapot on the wooden table was still emitting heat.

Yan Ning's pupils suddenly dilated, could it be that there was a person living on the sixth floor of this Treasure Pavilion?!

"Ahem, what's that, the courier, does anyone sign for it?"

Yan Ning stopped, stood next to the big iron gate, and said cautiously.

If there was anyone, he immediately turned around and fled.

But for a long time, Yan Ning didn't hear a response, so he put his mind at ease - no one knew that the courier was coming, and he couldn't help but take it.

He strode around the screen, ignoring the desk and looking at the bookshelf.

To his disappointment, there were no legendary martial arts cheats on the shelves, all of them were some ordinary feng shui knowledge and Taoist classics, and Yan Ning even found a copy of "Golden Bottle and Plum" here.

"It seems that the people who used to live here are not good birds!" Yan Ning put the book back on the bookshelf and said with a wicked smile.

Suddenly, the light in the room flashed, Yan Ning was startled, and quickly turned around, only then did he find that on the opposite side of the desk, there was a bronze giant ding, under which a dark blue flame was roasting the copper ding, but there was a long sword with a dark body floating in the air in the copper ding.

This sword was a few inches longer than the Pure Jun Sword, and its entire body was dark, like an inconspicuous burning stick, but it emitted a strange light, as if it was dark energy that could devour everything.

"Shhh

Yan Ning touched his chin and walked towards the long sword, stretching his neck from a distance of half a meter, looking at the long sword.

Generally, swordsmiths will engrave the name of the sword on the sword grid, and this is the case with the Chunjun sword, but Yan Ning walked around the copper tripod several times, and he didn't find any words written on the sword grid of this black sword.

Or rather, he couldn't see clearly at all.

This sword had been stored on the top floor of the Treasure Pavilion by Dragon Tiger Mountain in such a strange way, and Yan Ning knew with his knees that it must not be an ordinary product, at least much more precious than the things on the fifth floor downstairs.

So, somehow, Yan Ning slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the long sword.

Hiss......

As if because of the blazing flames under the copper tripod, the temperature of this black sword was extremely high, and Yan Ning's palm held the black sword, and the flesh was burned, and an unpleasant smell permeated the room.

Yan Ning hurriedly withdrew his hand and habitually blew on the charred palm, and it didn't take long for the palm to quickly return to its original state due to the effect of the demon body.

"Hey, little sample, I really can't take you back!" Yan Ning said unwillingly, picked up the Broken Sword, and used the tip of the Broken Knife to pick the black sword.

But when he touched the black sword, a terrifying force suddenly burst out from the black sword, instantly lifting Yan Ning away and smashing it on the bookshelf.

Shen Po fell to the side, as if the color had dimmed a lot, Yan Ning raised his hand and found that his tiger's mouth had cracked, he hurriedly covered the wound, for fear that the blood would drip to the ground, so as not to be discovered by Longhu Mountain.

"Can even the Stygian Break bounce off easily?" Yan Ning picked up the Stygian Break, his brows furrowed, thoughtful, and after a while, he made up his mind.

This kind of treasure is rare to see in a thousand years, if he can't take it away, Yan Ning will definitely die of regret, so even if he is scorched, Yan Ning must get it!

Yan Ning put the Shadow Break on his back, and resolutely reached out to grab the black sword, the familiar pain came, Yan Ning gritted his teeth tightly, and forced himself not to shout.

A heavy snort came from Yan Ning's nostrils, and the hand holding the black sword actually ignited a flame, and the flame slowly climbed up Yan Ning's wrist and extended to his arm along Yan Ning's palm.

Yan Ning stared at the black sword with his eyes tightly and refused to let go.

In the end, the flames enveloped Yan Ning entirely, and Yan Ning, who was holding the black sword, seemed to have turned into a burning man.

Strange to say, the strange flames could scorch Yan Ning's body, but it had no effect on his clothes.

"Give it to me!!"

Yan Ning let out a low snort, endured the severe pain, and used all his strength, as if he had broken through the restraints, and actually pulled out the black sword from the copper tripod!

The strange flames disappeared in an instant, and Yan Ning suddenly felt weakness all over his body, threw the black sword on the ground, and fell to the ground panting.

Yan Ning looked at the black sword on the ground and said to himself, "It turned out to be the Kunwu Sword!"

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