"Such a big sword?" Ignoring the theoretical entanglement between the sword demon and the sword greed, in the inexplicable eyes of the male tyrant, Wei Wuji stepped into the place where the peerless sword was truly smelted.

The scorching heat wave, with the step in, rushed to the face, so that the broken waves and Jian Chen, who were following behind Wei Wuji, all changed their faces in an instant.

And when he saw the blazing sword furnace, it was the most eye-catching, like a huge black sword like a high mountain.

Jian Chen's eyes were full of shock, and Broken Waves couldn't help it, and subconsciously said out.

"Sure enough, it's a good sword! It's a pity that it's just a scrap metal now. "Looking at the smelting sword pool, the huge peerless sword like a mountain, and the small peerless sword with a handle around it, Wei Wuji said.

"This young man is right, without the injection of the sword spirit, this black sword is full of eyes, but it is all scrap metal."

"How can I awaken the sword soul?" Broken Lang asked out loud.

"It's hard to say, it's easy to say. It takes three true top-level swordsmen with sword hearts to throw their own blood into this sword furnace. ”

"Broken waves, frightening steps, sword greed, sprinkle the blood of the three of you into the sword furnace, and the spirit of the sword spirit will naturally come out."

"Oh! Lao Tzu understood that the so-called sword sacrifice conference was actually a sword sacrifice conference, and the sword was sacrificed with blood! ”

"Yes, in Buddhism, there are three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance, which just match the sword hearts of the three of you. With the blood of the three of you, you will definitely be able to practice the strongest sword in the world. The Sword Demon laughed, quite proud.

"This is the matter of the Sword Forge Villa, what kind of heart do you?" Jian Greed covered the wound dripping with blood, and looked at the Sword Demon with an ugly face.

"Lao Tzu was invited by Mrs. Proud to be the protector of this Sword Casting Villa, so Lao Tzu naturally has to worry about it." The sword demon pursed his mouth and said arrogantly.

Even if you don't have any scruples about acting, so many people are present, and you still want face.

Listening to the conversation between Sword Greed and Sword Demon, especially Sword Demon's arrogant appearance, Wei Wuji couldn't help but snort coldly.

Cheek, in the body of the sword demon, is completely non-existent.

"What do you mean, you little bunny?" The Sword Demon obviously heard Wei Wuji's snort, and even clearly captured the obvious disdain on Wei Wuji's face.

That obvious look immediately made the Sword Demon angry.

You little rabbit cub, even that green onion, that garlic, dare to show such obvious contempt for yourself.

Even if it's a peerless city lord, what's wrong?

He has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he is not a vegetarian.

"What do you think I mean? You wouldn't be naïve enough to think that no one would know about all the bad things you did, would you? Wei Wuji looked at the Sword Demon and didn't hide his attitude even more.

"Little rabbit, I'll kill you." The sword demon suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, and with a wave of his hand, there were several red broken veins of sword qi.

Don't look at the sword demon looking arrogant, in fact, in terms of bones, he is still quite cautious.

Also, if you don't have this cautious heart.

In this cannibalistic rivers and lakes, the sword demon has already been slaughtered.

Jian Chen drew his sword in an instant, and the extremely proficient inexplicable swordsmanship, while swinging, blocked several red broken vein sword qi.

Of course, Jian Chen knew that with Wei Wuji's skill, such a sword qi would not pose much of a threat to him at all.

Even if you don't make a move, you won't have an accident.

But as a junior, when I see someone shooting at my elders, I can't sit still.

Under Nameless's careful teaching, Jian Chen, who has not yet been tricked, is undoubtedly the embodiment of perfection.

Mo said that he was a familiar person, or an elder who must be respected in the door.

Even if they don't know each other and encounter such a fatal crisis, Jian Chen will draw his sword to help.

However, the current Jian Chen, in terms of cultivation, is definitely not the opponent of the Sword Demon.

With all his might, he blocked several scarlet sword qi with inexplicable swordsmanship.

But there were still a few sword qis, breaking through the blockade of Jian Chen's inexplicable swordsmanship, and went straight to Wei Wuji.

In the face of the sudden attack of the broken pulse sword qi, Wei Wuji stood there indifferently.

Of course, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, his indifference has become a wooden person who does not know how to respond when the crisis comes.

I don't dare to say that everyone has such a childish and ridiculous idea, at least that's what the Sword Demon thinks.

It can be seen that his self-confidence in his broken pulse sword qi is still quite sufficient.

And Xiongba, who had been watching this scene, frowned deeply.

He once punched Wei Wuji.

Although at that time, he was injured by the Sword Saint, and his strength was much inferior to that of his peak, it was an indisputable fact that Wei Wuji's fist strength still injured him.

And he also killed Dugu Fang.

How could such a person be so frightened that he didn't even react in the face of such a broken pulse sword qi?

But he really didn't move, what did he want to do? Could it be that he was already confident to the point that with only his flesh and blood, he could resist the Broken Pulse Sword Qi?

Just when the corner of the Sword Demon's mouth was smug and the Xiongba was faintly puzzled, Wei Wuji, who was standing there indifferently, exhaled lightly.

In one breath, a layer of unrecognizable Gang Qi manifested and enveloped the body.

Jingling! Two successive golden and iron strikes, and in the crisp sound of sparks, the sword qi emitted by the sword demon was all consumed.

"The broken pulse sword qi is not bad, but unfortunately, you are full of impure thoughts, and you can be regarded as practicing this sword qi." Although the sword demon uses this hand to break the pulse of the sword qi, it crisscrosses the rivers and lakes.

But if it weren't for a 100% desperate stance, it would undoubtedly be a bit naïve to want to inflict damage on him with a few sword qi.

"Gang Qi Protector? That's impossible! Seeing Wei Wuji's understatement with his own eyes, the Sword Demon's eyes immediately widened, and in disbelief, there was a faint sense of fear.

"Turn fiction into reality! What a strong internal cultivation! "Basically, people who have a little insight have been completely blinded by Wei Wuji's indifferent hand.

"You dare to make a move against the Peerless City Lord?" Broken Waves was immediately furious.

If this grandson is not beaten to death, he will be sorry for the kindness of the city lord when he breaks the waves.

"Alright, don't bother with him for now." Wei Wuji stopped Broken Wave's shot.

Although there are some people who are not ashamed of the sword demon, it is undeniable that with the cultivation of the broken waves, it is indeed not the opponent of the sword demon.

And let Wei Wuji make a move······ How can a little sword demon be born with a peerless sword, it is more important.

"You two, give me a drop of blood each." As soon as he sucked it in his hand, the blood that the sword greedily fell to the ground condensed into Wei Wuji's hand.

"You ·····" Looking at the small ball of blood absorbed in Wei Wuji's hand, he immediately scolded angrily.

However, as a fruit flashing with red light fell in front of Sword Greed, the angry scolding involuntarily stopped.

"Why don't you speak?" Wei Wuji's tone plays with taste.

"The blood Bodhi that grows by watering the blood of the unicorn has injuries to heal injuries and increase merit without injuries, is there really such a strange fruit in this world?" Looking at the appearance of this fruit and the smell, Jian Greed was very shocked.

He had only heard of the name of Blood Bodhi before, but he didn't expect to see the real body today.

"Where did you get that?" Greed is the standard of sword greed, if he is not greedy, is he still sword greedy?

"When you go to a place where you will surely die." This is telling the truth.

In a place like Lingyun Cave, I am not particularly familiar with the situation inside, even if I dominate the current martial arts, I will not eat good fruit if I rush in.

"Alright! This is indeed true! After the sword was stunned for a moment, he suddenly swallowed the blood Bodhi in one bite like Zhu Bajie devouring ginseng fruit.

The wolf-like eyes behind him are really unbearable.

For Blood Bodhi, Wei Wuji can not care.

But for these Jianghu people, it is really a necessary medicine to save their lives and heal their wounds.

"Actually, I still have a lot of this stuff in my home. If you have the guts, go and get it yourself. After thinking about it for a while, Wei Wuji suddenly said very innocently.

made those Jianghu people who were already eager for blood Bodhi their eyes suddenly light up.

"Uncle Shi, why do you bother them?" Jian Chen looked at Wei Wuji a little speechlessly, and muttered softly.

Wei Wuji is the son of the Sword Emperor, and in his family, the Sword Emperor will inevitably be in charge.

Sword Emperor: Who is that? Not only is the sword sect ancestor-level figure, but the skill has reached this world, almost the pinnacle of martial arts.

No matter how many greedy people go, in front of the Sword Emperor, it is just a matter of turning into ashes as soon as the sword is drawn.

"How could I have harmed them? If they weren't greedy, they wouldn't have had anything. Wei Wuji shrugged, and Jian Chen was even more speechless.

However, there is really nothing wrong with this, from the perspective of logical thinking.

With the blood of Sword Greed, Bu Jingyun, and Broken Waves being collected, the moment it flowed into the sword pool.

Buzzing, in the entire sword pool, I don't know how many years of accumulated sword qi, like a pot of boiling water that has been boiled to the boiling point, tumbling and irritable.

Airplanes! Countless humming and trembling sounds finally turned into an extremely crisp sword sound, which exploded out of thin air from nothingness.

Inside the sword pool, countless black swords that were as incomparable as the huge black sword all trembled in unison at this moment, swallowing immeasurable sword qi, as if they were about to rise to the sky in the next moment.

And outside the sword mound, and even in the sky above the entire Sword Worship Villa, one after another sword qi was like a rainbow, blowing away the white clouds condensed in the sky.

This kind of vision is even more terrible than the previous days.

Within the heavens and the earth, among the five lakes and the four seas, all the long swords trembled in the direction of the Worship Sword Villa.

This is the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!

The birth of the king in a sword should have the scenes and signs.

A peerless sword, at this moment, was truly and completely formed.

This is the thought in the hearts of all martial arts masters who have observed this vision.

Breathing, too, at the moment of the birth of this realization, became rapid.

"What a peerless sword!"