"This is the true heritage of the Mo family. These swords are not ordinary, and there are countless big boxes around them."
The eyes of the Ye family became more and more greedy.
Those boxes must contain things treasured by the Mo family. Even the eyes of the two ancestors of the Ye family were filled with excitement.
They can naturally sense what's inside the box.
The things outside have surprised them. The items in the sword tomb are probably real treasures. If they can all become the Ye family's belongings, how powerful would the Ye family be?
As expected of the family that inherited it from the beginning, the Ye family is aware of the gap with the Mo family, but now there is only fanaticism in their eyes, because soon, these things will become the Ye family's.
"Do you want to take action now, Old Ghost Ye?" Another member of the Ye family asked, unable to hold back anymore and wanting to take action.
"No, it's not necessary for the time being. Mo Jian hasn't been found yet. Besides, I checked the terrain here. I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand the trouble, and there is a high chance that Monster Mo will fight us desperately. The original plan will go ahead. Once we get what we want,
You thing, kill Old Monster Mo first as soon as possible." Today, none of the Mo family members who entered the Sword Tomb will be able to get out alive.
Everything here will become an eternal secret.
"Mo Yizai, are you kidding us? There are so many swords, which one is the real Mo sword?" The head of the Ye family was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. However, after receiving the instructions from his ancestor,
He did not rush immediately, but instead turned his attention to Mo Yizai.
"These are all true." Mo Yi said while looking at the tens of thousands of sharp swords, but his expression dimmed again: "It's also possible that they are all fake."
"Asshole, Mo Yizai, what do you mean? Believe it or not, I will kill all the young people in your Mo family right now." The head of the Ye family shouted angrily.
"I'm not lying. After Mo Jian was sealed a thousand years ago, no one of the descendants of the Mo family has seen Mo Jian, including me. But every time during the coming-of-age ceremony, we will arrange for the descendants of the Mo family to enter the sword tomb, hoping to awaken them.
The most powerful Mo sword in the Mo family, but all of them failed without exception." Mo Taishang stepped forward and said with a cold expression.
"You should know this, Old Gou Ye, time does not lie to others." Mr. Mo looked at Old Ancestor Ye.
Old Ancestor Ye had a complex look on his face. He was over a thousand years old and naturally knew the history of the Mohist family. It had been passed down from generation to generation. He had always wanted to surpass the Mohist family, so he knew every move of the Mohist family. He had also heard of the Mohist sword tomb.
I didn't expect that the Mo family was really what the Mo family said, and even their own family didn't know about it.
"I always thought it was a rumor from the Mo family." Old Ancestor Ye saw it with his own eyes today. He finally knew that she did not lie to him back then. Old Ancestor Ye's heart was full of regret, but he soon recovered. The comparison has passed.
It's been a long, long time, and he no longer has the feelings he had back then.
Not even a drop of tears will be left behind. It seems that Old Ancestor Ye once had a life with someone from the Mo family, and she was still a woman.
"The Mo family has group training, and those who are destined can get it. Ye Fan, go and try it. The Mo family did not lie. Every sword here may be a Mo sword, but it is also possible that none of them are not." Old Ancestor Ye said.
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"Qing'er, come with me." Ye Fan jumped into the sword tomb, and the terrifying hot molten lava splashed out, but it had no effect on Ye Fan at all. After Mo Qing was taken down from the sword tomb,
Ye Fan put her aside. As long as the two saints of the Ye family were on the high platform, the Mo family would not dare to act rashly.
The swords in front of you are all dazzling, and there are countless them. Each one is well made and regarded as a sacred weapon.
However, the crowd cannot feel the grade of the sword and can only distinguish it with the naked eye.
The Mo family is a sword-making family, but no one has inherited the Mo sword for thousands of years. The Ye family is a subsidiary family of the swordsmen of the Mo family. Since the inheritance, they have used swords since ancient times and are extremely sensitive to swords.
At this moment, everyone in the audience was in a state of tension. The Mo family was afraid that Ye Fan would get the Mo sword, but the Ye family looked at Ye Fan expectantly.
"Is this one?" Ye Fan took out a pitch-black sword with a three-foot green peak and was extremely sharp. However, when he tried hard, the sword broke instantly.
The Mo family's nerves were aroused by Ye Fan's every move.
"Damn it, no." Ye Fan was a little angry. He finally arrived at the Mo Family Sword Tomb. Could it be that he still couldn't find a sword?
One after another, they were broken, cracked, and shattered, but none of them were Mo swords.
"You all go and try." Seeing this, Old Ancestor Ye looked at the young people in his family, and said at the same time: "The Mo family also helped to search, one by one, as long as all these swords are broken, there will always be
One handful is real."
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"Old ghost Ye, these are the most precious things left by my ancestors." These things all have their memories and expectations, and now, the Ye family wants to destroy them all.
"Do you still have a choice? If we can't find Mo Jian, the Mo family will still die!" the Ye family roared.
The faces of the Mo family were filled with gloom.
Mo Qing also walked to the sword tomb, but he came to Mo Qing's side immediately. Mo Qing's condition was very bad, and her breath was getting weaker and weaker.
"Keng." Just when Mo Qing raised his head, a sharp sword came towards him. Mo Qing grabbed the sword on the side and slashed with it without hesitation.
The person who took action was Ye Yun.
"Ye Yun, what are you doing!" Mo Qing was furious.
Ye Yun sneered: "It's just a test sword, and this one is definitely not the same."
Both swords were cracked to varying degrees, but Mo Qing understood that if he had not blocked it just now, he would definitely die. Ye Yun just took action because he wanted to kill him.
"No, not this one, not this one." Ye Fan frantically searched for the Mo sword, destroying it one by one. The children of the Mo family and the Ye family were also looking for it.
The most direct way is to fight against the sword.
Mo Jian is a peerless sword, so naturally it will not be destroyed easily.
"Found it."
In the crowd, Yebulin used the sword in his hand to fight six times, but all the other swords were destroyed. The most important thing is that this sword was half as black as ink.
His loud shout made everyone in the audience tense up, especially the Mo family, whose eyes widened. How could the Ye family possibly have a sword that even the Mo family could not find?
At this moment, a sword flew from the sky, and as soon as the terrifying sword light came out, Ye Bulin quickly used his sword to block it, but the next second, the iron sword in his hand seemed to be shattered.
"How could that happen?" Ye Bulin's face turned pale.
"No, not yet." Ye Fan said angrily, his whole body filled with anger.
Ye Fan himself didn't know how many swords were destroyed, but there were still tens of thousands of swords standing in front of them in the sword tomb. Gradually, Ye Fan lost his patience.
And beside him, there happened to be another member of the Mo family.
At that moment, he grabbed the Mo family disciple's neck with almost no hesitation: "Mo Yi Zai, enough is enough, I have had enough, hand over the real Mo sword, or I will kill everyone in your Mo family.
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Ye Fan has been waiting for this day for a long time, all in order to get that unparalleled sword in the world. Only with it can Ye Fan be qualified to compete with the real geniuses of the imperial dynasty and become a member of the territorial competition.
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"I said, Mo Jian is here, or it may not be here." Mo Yizai said ambiguously.
But the next second, there was a sound of tearing and screams, and a Mohist disciple was torn apart by Ye Fansheng.
"Ye Fan, if you kill my son, I will fight with you." An elder flew out in anger, but before he could enter the sword tomb, people from the Ye family took his life away.
"Ye family, what do you want to do? I have taken you into the Sword Tomb, but you still want to kill my Mo family." Mo Yizai became angry and roared crazily.
"Hand over the real Mo sword, or I will kill everyone in your Mo family." Ye Fan took a step forward, and another member of the Mo family died in his hands.
"No, don't!" The older generation of the Mo family shouted desperately, these are their flesh and blood.
"Ye Fan, I will fight with you." Mo Qing rushed towards Ye Fan crazily, and all the swords around him moved with his spiritual thoughts.
"You are not worthy of it." The will of swordsmanship exploded, and the sword in Ye Fan's hand was also extraordinary. A sword blade broke through the air, tearing apart all the swords, and rushed towards Mo Qing. Mo Qing was hit by the sword and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Mo Yi was furious.
But the head of the Ye family had also been prepared. The moment Mo Yi took action, he united with the two Tianzun realms to fight Mo Yi Zai furiously. Mo Qingchi also took action in anger, and the two sides immediately broke out into a fighting melee.
But below the sword tomb, Ye Fan was extremely angry at the moment, with only killing intent in his heart. Wherever he passed, there were no intact bodies of the Mohist disciples.
"Father, save me."
Mo Xiaoyun and Mo Chi were among them. When they saw Ye Fan's eyes, they were almost frightened and shouted loudly.
Mo Laosan was shocked: "Ye Fan, no."
Those were his own children, how could Mo Laosan just watch them die.
"Death, die!" Ye Fan only wanted Mo Jian. He didn't care about the lives of the Mo family. Besides, Mo Xiaoyun and Mo Chi had bullied him since they were children. How could Ye Fan let them go?
"No, Ye Fan, let them go, and I'll tell you how to get Mo Jian." At this moment, Mo Laosan's words echoed throughout the sword tomb.
Ye Fan's anger immediately dissipated: "Mo Jian's method?"
"Lao San, you bastard, you're crazy!" Mo Yi was struggling to hold on. When he heard these words, his eyes were filled with sadness.
"I'm crazy, Mo Yizai. You want the entire Mo family to be buried with you. I can't do it. Ye Fan, even if you break all the swords here, none of them will be. You let my children go."
I can tell you how to open the Mo Sword!" Mo Laosan said with a ferocious look.
"You traitor, I'm going to kill you." A Mo family member rushed forward crazily, but was killed by a saint from the Ye family.
"Say!" The only voice from the Ye family was this cold voice.