"Some people say that Ye Tian is very strong."

Lin Feng walked to Mo Chengcheng's side, raised his forehead slightly, looked into the distance, and asked, "If you fight him, who do you think will win?" ”

"Why do you ask such boring questions?"

Mo Chengcheng raised his steps and walked towards the Tianyuan Mansion, leaving Lin Feng with a proud back.

Lin Feng was stunned, but the corners of his mouth were twitched.

What Mo Chengcheng said, there is something in the words.

Comparing her with Ye Tian, in her eyes, it is a boring thing.

There is no doubt that Mo Qingcheng did not take Ye Tian in his eyes at all.

It's a madness!

Belongs to the city alone, a person's madness. But not hubris.

Arrogance is because you don't know your own strength. And Mo Chengcheng has enough strength to go crazy!

Walking all the way, Mo Chengcheng didn't say a word, just moved forward indifferently, and when he met someone he knew, Mo Chengcheng definitely wouldn't take the initiative to say hello.

As for the people who can say hello to Mo Tilt, there are even fewer of them.

After all, she is a solitary genius.

In Tianyuan Mansion, there are few people who will really like her.

After passing through the Tianyuan Mansion, I came to a vast forest.

Suddenly, Mo Chengcheng stopped, pointed ahead, and said, "This is our destination. ”

Lin Feng also stopped suddenly, looked at Mo Chengcheng, and asked, "Where is this?" ”

A pagoda-like pavilion with seven floors and a height of 30 meters, with nothing around it.

"Sword Pavilion!"

Mo Chengcheng was serious, and when facing the Sword Pavilion, Mo Chengcheng suppressed his own aura and said softly.

"Oh."

Lin Feng nodded indifferently, with a blank expression, and said, "What are you bringing me to this kind of place for?" ”

"Take the sword."

Mo Qingcheng spoke leisurely, leaned his hands behind his back, and said calmly.

"Sword?"

Lin Feng couldn't cultivate when he was young, he had played with sticks, and he had never used a sword.

Now, Mo Chengcheng suddenly said that letting Lin Feng take the sword made Lin Feng take a surprise.

What is a sword?

Everything is a tool, a sharp weapon is a blade, and the blade is a sword.

Lin Feng had never used a sword, so he didn't know the power of the sword, but he felt that the sword was a very powerful weapon.

"Your sword is the sword designated by the Heavenly Sword Teacher."

Mo Chengcheng's eyes were extremely deep, and when he looked at the Sword Pavilion, a few traces of sadness flashed in Mo Chengcheng's eyes. But soon, she recovered and said, "It's called Tianhuo!" ”

Lin Feng listened carefully to Mo Chengcheng's words, and when he heard the word Tianhuo, his heart trembled, after all, it would be the first sword he used in this life.

Tianhuo was also Lin Feng's only sword later.

"What's the name of your sword?"

Lin Feng had never seen the sword of Mo Tilting City, nor had he seen what the sword of Ink Tilting City was.

To put it simply, it seems that Mo Chengcheng never wears a sword on his body.

"Ice!"

When these two words were mentioned, Mo Qingcheng's eyes flashed a little lonely.

It was a kind of loneliness of losing a friend.

"Why don't you take your sword with you?"

"It's broken."

Mo Chengcheng rarely uses a sword, precisely because her sword is already a broken sword.

Some sword cultivators only have one sword in their lives.

The sword is not their life, but it is their soul and their friend.

A true sword cultivator regards the sword as his life, and would rather be riddled with holes than lose half of his sword.

However, Mo Chengcheng's sword was broken.

This was something Lin Feng had never thought of.

After all, the strength of Mo Cheng Cheng is so strong, who can break Mo Cheng Cheng's sword?

"I'm curious, who can break your sword?"

Lin Feng knew that Mo Chengcheng was very unhappy when he lost his sword. But the past is gone.

"Me!"

In just one word, Lin Feng's problem was explained.

As for the past, Mo Chengcheng did not intend to hide it, because the cold ice was indeed broken by herself.

"It's time."

Mo Chengcheng waved his hand, signaling that Lin Feng's time had come and he could enter the Sword Pavilion to take the sword.

But Lin Feng, who heard Mo Chengcheng's words, was already a little distracted.

What the hell is going on, will make a sword cultivator break his sword.

Lin Feng didn't continue to ask, because Lin Feng knew that even if he asked, Mo Chengcheng would never tell him.

"Elder Kong, the disciple was ordered by the Heavenly Sword Teacher to take a sword called Heavenly Fire."

Mo Chengcheng bowed slightly, lowered his head, put his hands in front of his head, and said respectfully.

Phew!

In an instant, a faint light burst out of the Sword Pavilion.

The flowing fire is very targeted, and it stabs towards the ink city.

Rumble.

The flames scattered like fireworks.

After a while, the smoke and dust rose softly with the wind.

When the smoke cleared, only one finger was exposed to the air.

The fingers are thin, white, slightly youthful and soft.

When the smoke and dust really disappeared, the scene in front of him shocked Lin Feng.

One finger turns into a sword, and the light mist surrounds three thousand.

The tip of Mo Chengcheng's index finger was thin with a layer of ice.

It was that layer of cold ice that instantly condensed into a sword, resisting a stream of fire that broke out in the Sword Pavilion.

Lin Feng stared at Mo Chengcheng's fingertips, and on her light finger, there was an ice sword about three centimeters long.

Sword to sword!

That flowing fire was just like a fire sword, and the tip of the fire sword just hit the tip of the ice sword on Mo Chengcheng's fingertips.

It was a thrilling blow.

If Mo Chengcheng does not have enough strength, he will inevitably be seriously injured by a fire sword.

With just one finger, Mo Chengcheng resisted the flowing fire in the Sword Pavilion, which was enough to show Mo Chengcheng's confidence in his own strength.

"It's Allure!"

The voice was extremely old, and it came out of the Sword Pavilion, which made people feel very terrifying after listening to it.

"It's the disciple."

Mo Chengcheng bowed again, made a very respectful gesture, and responded very respectfully.

Lin Feng was very strange who was in the Sword Pavilion who could make the arrogant and unruly Mo Chengcheng bow down again and again to show respect.

"Could it be that you kid figured it out? It was decided to take the heavenly fire. ”

From beginning to end, no one walked out of the Sword Pavilion, only the voice, intermittently, pale and weak came out of the Sword Pavilion.

"In this life, a disciple only has one sword, and only uses one sword. Now that the disciple's sword has been broken, he no longer uses another sword. ”

Mo Chengcheng's words are very powerful, with a hint of heroism between his eyebrows, but there is a little bit of grace.

"In this world, you are the lord of the ice, and you will not go to the world."

Kong Lao coughed, laughed reluctantly, and said, "Now, you don't want Tianhuo, but why did you come here to take this sword?" ”

"Allure takes a sword for his junior brother."

Mo Chengcheng is very polite, and in a word, he shows his respect for the empty elder.

"I see." Kong Lao coughed a few times and muttered.

The empty old man had not yet appeared, but through the voice, Lin Feng could guess that the age of the empty old man was more than a hundred years old.

"The Heavenly Fire Sword, although it is not a famous sword, is a real ancient sword."

Kong Lao's words are earnest, indicating that Kong Lao has a special feeling for Tianhuo. Because of this, Elder Kong hopes to find a good master for Tianhuo. This person, empty old hope is Mo Chengcheng.