"This sword is named Naoshi sword. It has infinite power and integrates ice attributes. The body of the sword is made of a rare meteorite from the sky for thousands of years. It weighs 100000 pounds. It's a perfect sword. Now, I'd like to give you the Naoshi sword as a gift."

As the old man said this, the stone sword flew out of the air and whirled in front of Chen Mo, sending out 360 degrees of cold light. Even the space was frozen into frost, and there was a shivering smell.

And the space becomes very thick, as if there is a mountain in front of him. Chen Mo's pressure increases greatly, but he also knows that if he doesn't take the stone sword, he will offend the old man.

Because the sword is in front of Chen Mo, refusing will make the old man mistakenly think that Chen Mo doesn't want to make friends with him.

"I don't know what to call the elder?" Chen Mo holds hands to show respect.

The old man reached for his chin and said with a smile, "little guy, if you really want to know the origin of my husband, maybe one day you can come to taixuan mountain, then you can know."

The sound falls, the white crane brightens its wings, turns into a white light, and disappears far away.

Chen Mo was stunned.

Taixuan mountain, listen to its name to know some origin, no matter how, at least Chen Mo took advantage of the old man.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng came over and asked anxiously, "Chen Mo, are you ok?"

Chen Mo smiles and spreads out her hands. Yan Qingcheng pats her heart.

"Chen Mo, just now that man gave you a sword. It seems that some experts have noticed your talent. For you, as long as it's good but not bad, you can understand the rest."

Yan Qingcheng and Chen Mo say a few more words, then and Chen Mo's body landing on the ground.

Lu Bo, Zhou Bodong, Mu Fengyang, Yang Dingtian and others came up.

Chen Mo takes a look at Yang Dingtian and finds that he is in good condition. Looking at the other faces, Chen Mo can't help but say, "ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you. First of all, this one around me, named Yan Qingcheng, is also the Phoenix just now."

After hearing this, Lu Bo was excited and burst into laughter.

"Mr. Chen Mo, it's hard for you to keep it from us! I didn't expect that she was the Phoenix just now. I saw her fighting with the demons, and her whole body was burning with blood. By the way, isn't Phoenix with the real dragon? "

As soon as they say this, they look at Chen Mo and Yan Qingcheng thoughtfully. They stand side by side, like a perfect couple.

Only Chen Mo can be worthy of Yan Qingcheng.

For a moment, everyone was envious.

Introduce Yang Dingtian again. Chen Mo takes a look at the stone sword in his hand, and then hands it to Mu Fengyang, "this is a weapon given to me by an old man. I don't think you have taken advantage of it. Take this stone sword and hope you can wield it."

"For me?"

Mufengyang was stunned, but he still took the stone sword. He didn't know whether it was because of the heavy body of the sword, or the heavy courtesy and affection. When he picked up the stone sword, the blue veins of mufengyang's face suddenly rose, his waist suddenly bent, and his knees knelt on the ground.

"No! So heavy“ Lu Bo was stunned.

Originally, I was jealous that Mu Fengyang got the stone sword. I didn't expect that the stone sword was so heavy.

Let Mu Fengyang bend down and kneel down.

"Fortunately, I didn't get the sword." Lu Bo came back and patted his chest.

The rest of them didn't gloat as much as Lu Bo, but their faces were also strange.

Obviously, they didn't laugh.

Chen Mo couldn't help laughing.

The brothers also share the accounts, not to mention the fact that these people come from all over the world. When they see that Mu Fengyang has a stone sword, they will naturally have a jealous attitude. Otherwise, the team will be peaceful and have no competitive power. How can they improve their strength.

"Mufengyang, you try to use the sword first." For a moment, Chen Mo also believed that Mu Fengyang could not control the stone sword too quickly. This sword came from taixuan mountain and was specially given to Chen Mo by the old man.

No matter how bad the quality is, it's not mufengyang that can be used easily.

"I can do it." Mu Fengyang is biting his teeth, sweating all over his face, and there is a saint looking at him. In front of a woman, even if a man can't do it, he has to stick to it until the last moment.

"Drink!"

Mufengyang roared, his whole body exuded infinite power, but the stone sword did not move.

"This...!" Lu Bo can't laugh at this time. Mu Fengyang can't do his best to pick up the sword, but Chen Mo is as easy as a paw. The contrast between the two shows that Chen Mo is powerful.

Chen Mo shakes his head and says helplessly: "mufengyang, the sword has spirit. The stone sword focuses on strength. Once you master this sword, your strength will advance by leaps and bounds."

"I understand! So I'm not willing to give up. " Mufengyang knelt down half on his knees, just like paying homage to the stone sword. His face was chilly, and he was stubborn. He firmly grasped the handle of the stone sword with both hands. Suddenly, the stone sword moved slightly, and the earth moved.

Boom!

Countless people standing unsteadily, a stagger, the body fell to the ground, the scene suddenly confused.

"What's the matter? Has there been an earthquake? "

"I can't stand because the ground is frozen."

"Strange, can't it be that handle?"

……

The people in the panic were shocked, but the sight of a layer of snow-white ice on the ground made them tumble, and the scene was very funny.

The accomplishments of Chen Mo and Yan Qingcheng are unpredictable, so they are not affected at all.

But when Chen Mo looked at it carefully, his eyes were unimaginable. Mu Fengyang's body was frozen into a handle, his legs kept a half kneeling posture, and his face was still unyielding.

"Chen Mo, he can't master this sword. If you give it to him, it will only harm him."

It is self-evident that Yan Qingcheng is taking back the stone sword.

Chen Mo also moved this idea. Since Mu Fengyang can't master it, it's better to put it away, lest one day the stone sword will bite the master and cause Mu Fengyang to fall.

"No, I can."

With a click, the ice around mufengyang turned into pieces of ice. The stone sword also moved at this time, and the ground cracked.

Buzz, buzz!

The sword roars and raises Mu Fengyang's black hair. He is like the supreme sword master, guarding the fierce sword. His thin back is lonely as snow in the cold wind, full of chill.

"How could he be so stubborn?" The saint looked shocked. At this time, she found Mu Fengyang's strong point. For a sword, she did not hesitate to do her best to master the stone sword.

Although he is not strong, he gives the saint a kind of stable and reliable heart.

"Yes."

Mu Fengyang gave a loud drink, and his body rose up with the stone sword. The terrible sword Qi seemed to lock the whole scene, and countless people were cold in the bottom of their hearts.

This mu Fengyang has such strength to master the stone sword.

"Ha ha ha...!" Zhou Bodong laughed wildly and said, "mufengyang, it's really good. Originally, I was afraid that I had the inheritance of ChiYan tribe, and your strength would be left behind by me. Now you have finally become stronger. In the future, we can fight side by side and go through life and death."

Mufengyang, speechless, leaned over to Chen Mo and said, "thank you for your sword."

"It's your chance. Don't thank me." Chen Mo waved to the others and said, "let's pack up and get ready to leave."