Few people know what kind of past Mo Jian had.

But everyone knows where Mo Jian comes from.

There was once the number one organization family, the Mohist family.

Mohism emphasizes all-round love and non-attack, so most of the mechanisms are mainly passive defense, supplemented by active attacks. The swords they made using the skills of the mechanism also conform to their own traditional thinking. There is a sword but no edge, and the sword is silent when swung, hence the name

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When the Demonic Sword first came out, no one would think highly of a sword without an edge. Moreover, when the Demonic Sword was introduced to the world, all its previous sword masters were mediocre people.

But just such a sword has made it onto the list of famous swords, and it is always ranked in the top ten.

Maple Yi Nu shed a cold sweat. They Naiheqiao paid to help people eliminate disasters, and it was not like they had never killed top masters. When they hunted the dragon and phoenix twin swords Luo Minggui, Naiheqiao formulated an extremely sophisticated murder plan, and got to know Luo Minggui.

After Ming Gui's route, all the elites were mobilized.

Although Luo Minggui died in the end, Naihe Qiao also paid a very heavy price. The green-faced and fanged fiancée, the woman in red, died, and all the elite were injured. But now, she smelled something better than Luo Minggui on Tang Zangtian's body.

A more dangerous, more terrifying smell. If there is any difference, it is that there is a bit more unknown.

And fear often comes from the unknown.

The girl in maple clothes subconsciously glanced at the green-faced fangs, and the same question arose in their hearts.

Why is Mo Jian on the list of famous swords?

The sword energy spread out like ink, surrounding Tang Zhantian. The ink sword dragged on the ground without making any sound. But it felt like a beast dormant in the darkness, sharpening its sharpness.

The claws give people the feeling that they are about to pounce at any time.

"Change the formation!" Maple Clothes Girl suppressed the fear in her heart, shouted quickly, and suddenly swept back. The fog suddenly rose, and several black shadows began to move quietly in the fog, and there was a lotus-shaped chariot that looked like a ghost.

Floating from a distance, a woman holding a jade purification bottle sat on it. She was the Guanyin of Blood and Tears who was the best at giving out tricks in the Naihe Bridge.

Tang Zangtian suddenly raised his sword and rolled up all the ink energy!

A critical moment.

The Guanyin of Blood and Tears gently plucked the jade hand, and the willow branches brought up a string of bloody dew and sprinkled it towards the Tang Burial Sky.

Tang Zhantian took it hard with his head. In the next moment, his figure maintained the movement of drawing out the sword and froze there.

"You actually used your physical body to catch my blood and tears of Guanyin?" Guanyin of Blood and Tears smiled disdainfully. But the next moment her face turned pale, because when she saw the ink sword, she actually raised it again!

"Mo Wendong found the master of the Mo Sword because he wanted to use the Mo Sword to find Yang Mo Tianzhi." In Luoyang Tianji Tower, an iron-faced official lit a candle: "But now his immortal body has been repaired as before, and

Why do you care about the life of the master of the Mo Sword? Although the master of the Mo Sword, Tang Zhantian, has made rapid progress in recent years, he cannot be called a capable helper compared to many masters in the world who seek help from Mo Wendong.

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Xie Wensheng looked solemn: "The problem lies with Mo Jian."

"Ink sword?"

"It is true that the Mohists advocate universal love without aggression, but when the world reaches a certain level of chaos, even the Mohists will naturally draw their swords to fight against the world." Xie Wensheng said slowly: "This is also the original Mohist sword.

Original intention. Although the power of the Mo Sword is far inferior to other famous swords, it can emit more terrifying power than other Mo Swords."

"Master, what you said seems to be somewhat contradictory." The Iron-faced Officer was very perceptive.

"It is said that famous swordsmen choose their masters, and Ming takes charge of the sword, but the Mo sword is an exception." Xie Wensheng shook his head, "When the Mohist swordsmiths forged swords, they also poured the thought of universal love into it. So from a certain

In this sense, Mo Jian and the sword master of Mo Jian are equal existences. Most of the time, the sword controls Mo Jian, but when the sword master wants to break the deadlock, Mo Jian will in turn control the sword master."

The iron-faced officer was stunned: "Isn't this the same as a magic sword?"

"Although the Black Sword can greatly increase one's own strength, it will not absorb the sword owner's mind. Whether or not the sword owner chooses to enter this state depends entirely on the sword owner's will. The person holding the Black Sword will combine his own meridians with the internal energy of the Black Sword.

The hidden hubs are connected, that is to say, you can regard the two as a whole, and this whole is the mechanism."

The iron-faced officer scratched his head: "Indeed, since he comes from a family of institutions, there must be a mystery hidden in this sword. Is this the price Mo Wendong paid for it? He is really sincere. How did he know this secret?"

Xie Wensheng was just about to explain a few words as usual, but just as he thought of something, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he picked up a bamboo tube and threw it into the face of the iron-faced officer: "You bastard, you asked me so many questions

, are you still worthy of your status?"

The iron-faced officer said "ouch" and burst into tears: "Sir, I just came here a few days ago, and now I am still a trainee iron-faced officer."

Xie Wen was so angry that he shook his head repeatedly: "What's wrong?"

"A total of forty sword-extinguishing candles have been deployed in the Tianji Tower. They should also be ready in the Imperial City." The Iron-faced Officer blew out the match in his hand.

Imperial City.

The floor of the palace was lined with candles. Each candle was shaped like a candle dragon hovering on a pillar. The candle wick was jumping out of the dragon's mouth, burning with a faint blue flame.

Emperor Cheng Xuan sat on the throne, looking down at the candles facing the west, "Eighty-one candles, a thousand miles to extinguish the sword. Is this the sword-extinguishing candle?"

"Exactly." Kong Wenliang, who was holding a feather fan, bowed his head slightly, "This candle is burning with dragon energy. I hope your majesty will think twice."

Emperor Cheng Xuan raised his hand to stop him, "Just search for the whereabouts of Mo Wendong. I owe a favor openly and secretly. The favor from Tianji Pavilion is not so easy to keep. If I don't pay it back, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me in this life."

Stable. As for Dragon Qi? If that person really has any unexpected changes, I'm afraid we won't even want him in this world."

In Tianji Pavilion, Xie Wensheng stared at the candles on the ground for a long time.

The iron-faced official asked: "What are you thinking about, sir?"

"I didn't expect that one day I would also use the things left behind by the Burial Sword Villa, as well as the things left by those guys." Xie Wensheng murmured.

"Those guys?"

Xie Wensheng narrowed his eyes: "It's time to start the battle."

The iron-faced official nodded, but then he remembered something: "The name of the formation is eighty-one. The dragon candles extinguish the sword thousands of miles away. Each of the Tianji Pavilion Imperial City burns forty candles. Where is this last one?"

Xie Wensheng looked into the distance and said, "Xizhou."

"Naihe Bridge originated from a girl's dream of being in the world, but it was founded by another person."

Xizhou.

A man in willow clothes and a white fox mask was running across the desert. He stopped after landing on a ruined wall. The woman looked into the distance and raised her hand to take off the mask.
Chapter completed!