Magic Sword Villa.

Since Xue Ye never returned, Deng Fei'er and the others were anxious, but it was certain that Xue Ye was still alive, because Xue Ye was bound by the soul lock, and if Xue Ye fell, he would definitely be the first to scatter.

Broken Wuya has no distractions, and spends every day in the sword casting room, recasting the ominous sword for Xue Ye.

In the swordsmithing room, a huge swordsmith furnace is boiling and burning, and more than twenty top swordsmiths are busy, casting the strongest forging techniques to create rifts on the ominous sword, and nourishing the sword spirit with special means.

For three months, they retreated to the swordsmithing chamber, finally repairing the subtle crack in the Ominous Sword.

The sword spirit that exuded a ferocious aura was suddenly excited, and the crimson magic light suddenly flourished, and it actually reflected the mid-air of the Demon Sword Villa in the crimson demon cloud, as if the demon king had descended into the world.

The sword spirit entered the ominous sword in a flash, exuding the breath of the king of the demon sword who looked down on the world, and the swords in the entire magic sword villa trembled, and the sound of the sword echoed, as if a hundred ministers worshipped.

"What a fierce sword king, this has not yet recovered to the peak is already so sharp, proud of the world, this is worth it?"

"Although the grade of this sword has not yet been restored to the best spirit soldier, this sharp qi is already rare in the world, if the Tianwu Kingdom has a weapon spectrum ranking, among all the spirit soldiers, the sharpness of this sword can definitely rank in the top three, or even higher!"

"Although we have forged countless swords in our lives, it is the first time that we have repaired such a terrifying peerless murderer, and as a swordsmith, this life is in vain!"

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Many of the swordsmiths were full of energy, and they all showed satisfaction and excitement.

"It's a pity that I can't repair the wound of the sword spirit, it's a pity that I can't restore this sword to its peak state, I hope the owner won't blame it when he comes back!"

Duan Wuya was wearing a coarse cloth shirt at the moment, sweating profusely, but his bearing was still extraordinary, and he said indifferently.

"Owner, do you think Xue Ye can come back alive?"

A swordsmith couldn't help but ask.

All the swordsmiths didn't want Xue Ye not to come back, because in this case, the owner of the Demon Sword Villa would still be Boundless, but they didn't know that if Xue Ye really fell, then Broken Boundless would also lose his life.

Duan Wuya just smiled bitterly and didn't speak.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt bloomed in mid-air, splitting the demonic cloud that exuded a ferocious aura in half, and the sound was extremely terrifying, and the entire huge cave seemed to tremble.

Thunder and lightning fell from the sky, the light dissipated, and a figure stood out, it was actually a middle-aged man with a cloak of hair, a pair of sharp eyes seemed to have electric flashes, and there was a thunderbolt-shaped sword mark on his resolute face, which was a sign of his identity.

In the Soul Eater Prison, there are many people with injuries on their faces, but there is only one person with a scar in the shape of thunder and lightning, which can be called the existence of more than 10,000 people under one person among the 100,000 prisoners.

The gate of the Demon Sword Villa opened, and Ye Zhuqing led a group of guards out in a hurry, and his face was shocked when he saw this figure.

Before Ye Zhuqing could speak, he saw that the figure moved, as if a lightning light teleported, and the figure that was still at the foot of the mountain had disappeared, passing by everyone.

"It's him... Why did he come to Demon Sword Villa?"

Ye Zhuqing's back was already soaked with sweat, his thoughts were flying, and he immediately waved his hand and chased someone in.

The figure had only arrived at the sword-forging room in the mountain behind the Demon Sword Villa in just a few breaths, and he stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the two figures standing in front of the iron door.

It was Dunfeier and the Dumb Slave.

A rush of running sounds, Ye Zhuqing led dozens of people to pursue, and half surrounded the figure.

"I've seen Xie Prison Head, your presence has made the Demon Sword Villa really shine!"

Ye Zhuqing took a step forward and arched his hand.

"He's Sheray?"

Dunfeier and the mute slave glanced at each other, they had been in the Soul Eater Prison for a while, and they had heard of some big people.

Xie Lei, known as the former king of the Heavenly Martial Killers, is the only two eight-star prison leaders in the Soul Devouring Prison, and his strength is said to be infinitely close to the Heavenly Martial Kingdom's Heavenly Rank Master.

"Get out of the way!"

Xie Lei said coldly.

"Please thank the prison boss for not embarrassing the boy!"

Ye Zhuqing broke out in a cold sweat, but he still said.

"I'll only give you one chance, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame my twin swords for being ruthless!"

Xie Lei's eyes lit up, a pair of double-edged swords with lightning and lightning were already in his hands, and a violent thunder and lightning aura bloomed, and most of the bluestone paved square was suddenly shattered.

Ye Zhuqing and the others suddenly changed color, and they were shocked by the powerful aftermath and retreated, and they were powerless to resist before they could make a move.

"What arrogance do you have, if you dare to come forward, we will fight with you!"

Deng Fei'er stared at the other party with red eyes, and the short blade had already been revealed, and he was fighting for his life.

The dumb slave is still silent, his eyes are gloomy, he has always been an outlaw, and he will never be soft when fighting for his life.

"It's up to you?"

Xie Lei's eyes were like thunder and lightning, and when he reached the edge of an outbreak, the double-bladed thunder light sword in his hand slowly rose up, and his breath became stronger little by little, as if he was about to break out into a devastating storm.

"Stop, give me a retreat!"

The iron door of the swordsmithing room opened, and Broken Boundless and a group of swordsmiths walked out.

Ye Zhuqing's face was much calmer, and he hurriedly said yes, and then led the guards to retreat a lot.

Although Deng Fei'er and the dumb slave were unwilling to listen to the boundless one, they also understood the overall situation, glanced at each other, and then stepped back.

Duan Wuya took a few steps forward, arched his hand to Xie Lei, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant: "Xie Prison Head is an eight-star prison head, and he is a figure above 10,000 people under one person in the Soul Devouring Prison, don't you feel that you have lost your identity by breaking into my Demon Sword Villa so hard and bullying my subordinates?"

"Less nonsense, I want that sword!"

Xie Lei's face remained unchanged, and he pointed to the ominous sword that faintly emitted demonic light in the sword-forging room.

"If other swords are taken by Xie Prison Chief, Duan Mou will be presented with both hands, but that sword is the saber of the owner of my Demon Sword Mountain Villa, and Duan Mou has no right to give it!"

Broken Wuya decisively refused.

"I'm not going to discuss it with you anymore, it's already giving you a lot of face to say to you, and I'll take the sword myself when I put it there!"

Xie Lei didn't even bother to look at Duan Wuya, and walked straight towards the sword-casting room, unexpectedly treating everyone as if they were nothing.

"Damn, he is so blind to no one, fight with him!"

Deng Fei'er was angry, and immediately made a move, and a saber-toothed tiger martial soul that exuded a fierce aura erupted from behind him, and a pair of short blades were already in his hands, and a tiger pounced, stabbing at Xie Lei's throat with both blades.

"Look for death!"

Xie Lei glanced at her, and the sword blade in his right hand bloomed with a thunderous sword qi, shooting out like lightning, and slammed into Deng Fei'er's double blades.

The two just fought, and Dunfeier immediately threw it out, knocking out the crack in the wall behind him.

Xie Lei stabbed out with a backhand sword again, and the second thunderbolt sword qi was already approaching Deng Fei'er, stabbing her throat.

Deng Fei'er's pretty face suddenly turned pale, because she didn't have the strength to block the second sword qi.

In a flash, Broken Boundless appeared in front of her, the saber was drawn, the Demon Lord's sword qi bloomed, and he resisted the power of Xie Lei's sword, only to see that the saber in his hand was bent, and he couldn't help but step back and shatter the floor.

Two sword qi bloomed and reverberate.

Xie Lei finally looked at Duan Wuya and said, "It's already very good that a five-star prison head can resist the power of my sword!"

"If Xie Prison Boss insists on snatching the ominous sword, then Duan will only have to fight to the death!"

Broken Boundless took a step forward, the sword momentum of the "Great Demon Monarch Sword Technique" exploded, and it merged with the Demon Sword Martial Soul, he naturally fought against Xie Lei with all his strength, his body bones were expanding, his skin turned into a red demonic pattern, and his gestures erupted with a devastating aura, which could actually compete with the Broken Boundless Thunder Electric Field.

"Although you can block my sword, you are not qualified to fight me!"

Xie Lei snorted coldly, and suddenly attacked, and the whole person turned into a swift lightning light trace, and the double-edged sword slashed out, bursting out with a sword aura like an electric snake.

The Demon Lord's sword qi surrounded by the black devil's aura and the lightning sword qi like an electric snake suddenly bombarded together, and the ground would collapse with every collision, and the entire square was already full of holes.

Deng Fei'er and the others retreated one after another, not daring to get too close to the area where the two were fighting.