Chapter 40: Taking the Sword

At this moment, a middle-aged man with frosty white hair, a golden robe, and a fierce face slowly walked into the inside of the sword casting pool.

The sword demon is not an ordinary person, and it naturally makes sense to be called a sword demon in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

In the middle of the grandmaster, among the masters of the Central Plains, he was also famous, and in the early years, he also set off a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes, and the title of the sword demon was forged with blood.

However, in Lei Ming's opinion, the sword demon is a tragedy.

I like Mrs. Ao, but I killed someone's husband, chased someone for a lifetime, and was finally used to death, and I was used as a cow and a horse for so many years, but I still didn't succeed in getting to the top, it's not a tragedy.

As soon as the sword demon came to the sword casting pool, his gloomy gaze was circulating on the three of Jian Greed, Bu Jingyun, and Broken Waves, thinking of Mrs. Ao's promise to herself, she was also unceremonious at the moment, and her strength flicked out her fingers, directly hitting the nearest Sword Greed.

Jian Greedy came back to his senses and dodged, but in the early stage of the Grandmaster, how could he be the opponent of the Sword Demon, he couldn't even catch two moves, he was hit hard, and blood flowed down the wound.

After hitting the sword greed hard, the sword demon set his eyes on Broken Waves, and then attacked with lightning speed, and injured Broken Waves in three moves, which shows his strength.

Jian Greed's face turned pale, holding the wound on his right leg, and said angrily: "Sword Demon, the sword sacrifice is originally a matter of worshipping Sword Villa, when will it be your turn to intervene." ”

Sword greed's words were also what everyone present wanted to ask except for Lei Ming, and everyone's eyes fell on the sword demon, obviously wanting to know the reason.

"Lao Tzu was hired by Mrs. Ao, the matter of worshipping Sword Villa is my business, the peerless sword is the most of all swords, and it must be refined with the most persistent blood, in order to cast the strongest and most terrible sword in the world, Lao Tzu wants to draw blood for Sword Villa." As soon as the words fell, Jian Greedy and the others had already roughly understood: "Blood, you hit us hard just to take our blood?" ”

Suddenly, the arrogant laughter of the sword demon sounded in the sword casting pool.

"You are greedy for the sword, you are angry for the sword, you are crazy about the sword, your greed and hatred are called the three poisons by Buddhism, and it is the most terrible obsession in the human heart."

Looking at Sword Greed's inexplicable eyes, the Sword Demon sneered and said, "Your blood can help the birth of a peerless sword!" ”

Accompanied by the wild laughter of the sword demon, the blood of the three of Sword Greed, Step Shock, and Broken Waves, as if they were being pulled, flowed in the direction of the sword pool, and slowly converged......

Eventually, the blood needed to form a peerless sword quickly flowed towards the sword casting pool!

When the blood melted into the sword casting pool, the sword pool shone brightly!

In an instant, an extremely sharp sword qi spread out in all directions, causing a ripple in the air, blood fused, and a peerless sword was finally born!

At this moment, at the entrance of the Sword Casting Pool, a graceful figure walked in, and this person was naturally the current owner of the Sword Villa, Mrs. Ao.

Following Mrs. Ao, the young man with a lofty spirit was the Aotian he saw during the day, and behind Aotian, there were more than a dozen servants of the Sword Casting Villa, each of whom was a top master, and he was obviously prepared.

When the Sword Demon saw Mrs. Ao, he immediately greeted him with courtesy. However, Madame Ao didn't even look at him, and said, "Tian'er, it's time, go and get the sword." ”

Lei Ming stood aside and did not stop him.

Because, it is impossible for Aotian to obtain a peerless good sword, although the latter is already a first-class master at a young age, but compared with Bu Jingyun and others, it is not enough to see at all.

Baijian Villa has obtained a peerless good sword and dominated the martial arts is just a pipe dream.

Sure enough, as consistent in the plot, Aotian flew up, but the moment he touched the peerless sword, the strong temperature burned him instantly.

Mrs. Ao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Tian'er, as the young owner of the Sword Worship Villa, you must obtain this sword, and you must endure the pain." ”

"The heat of the sword pool is unbearable, this sword is not advisable, but mother, you have to believe me, I will definitely be able to let the Sword Worship Villa dominate the martial arts, and there is no need for any magic soldiers at all."

Aotian also fully embodied his cowardly and incompetent nature, according to the situation just now, he already knew that if he wanted to obtain a peerless sword, he had to fight for his life.

Otherwise, it is simply impossible to achieve, but he does not want to die!

"Qubble, I can't bear the pain, you are so disappointed to me, in front of me is a good opportunity for the proud family to look forward to a hundred years, you can't give up, Tian'er......"

"Mother, don't force me, I don't want to die yet!"

As soon as the words fell, Aotian stood on the other side of the sword casting pool with a gloomy expression, completely lacking the look of ambition that he had in the daytime.

"Scrap wood". A trace of disdain flashed in Lei Ming's eyes, and he naturally knew that Aotian had a good plan in his heart.

The latter really didn't have the courage to risk his life and take the sword, but he didn't want to give up either, the temptation of the peerless sword was absolute, and he kept calculating in his heart.

Glancing at the Sword Demon with a vague gaze, he knew that the Sword Demon had thoughts about his mother, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a triumphant smile.

As long as there is the master of the Sword Demon, later, no matter who gets the peerless sword, in the end, it will still fall into his hands, and it will be effortless.

Looking at the delirious Aotian, Zhong Mei sighed and said, "Who doesn't want to get a peerless sword and dominate the martial arts, but who can sacrifice for the sword?" ”

Hearing this, Broken Lang snorted coldly and said: "Although there are peerless swords in the world, but the world is full of mediocre talents, who can match the peerless divine soldiers, wait for me to find the ancestral Huolin Sword of the Broken Family, and from now on the sword world, I am the only one!" ”

After speaking, Broken Lang covered his right chest that had been pierced by the Sword Demon's Broken Vein Sword Qi, and quickly left the Sword Casting Pool, according to the words in his mouth, he should still want to go to Lingyun Cave to find the Fire Lin Sword.

Lei Ming snickered on the side, it is impossible for Broken Waves to find the Huolin Sword in his life, because the Huolin Sword is placed in his system space, even if he can't use it, it is impossible to give it to Broken Waves for nothing.

After Broken Lang left, Bu Jingyun looked at the sword casting pool, he had a reason to take the sword, if there was a peerless sword in hand, he would have the strength to kill the hero, and he could also break through the stone of the next world and see Kong Ci again.

"I've got to get the sword!"

After speaking, Bu Jingyun ignored his serious injury, reached out to grab the iron chain of the sword casting pool, and despite the dissuasion of the sword pool, he raised the hot qilin arm and slammed it on the ground.

Under the huge shock wave, the peerless good swords around the sword casting pool were thrown one after another.

However, it is impossible for Lei Ming to give in to Jingyun to get the peerless sword, not to mention the quality of the sword, but Hei Han's ambition will be won. At this moment, the thunder erected his palm into a knife, and the 'no two knife method' had an incomparably fierce momentum, a move of the wind and rain': the knife was sent with qi, criss-crossing and sweeping, and the palm of the knife condensed the momentum of thunder.

The sword light flashed, and thousands of peerless swords broke in response. Lei Ming is not interested in playing with fire, but adopts the most simple and direct method, and the remaining one that is not broken must be Hei Han.

Lei Ming sucked his palm, took the last remaining sword claw in his hand, stroked it, and flicked his finger again. The peerless sword made a slight hum.