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 Casting 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." ”

Mu Qingxiao 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.

Sword Forge Villa has obtained a peerless sword, and it is just a pipe dream to dominate the martial arts.

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

Madame Ao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Tian'er, as the young owner of the Sword Casting 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 Casting Villa dominate the martial arts, and there is no need for any magic weapons 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.

A trace of disdain flashed in Mu Qingxiao's eyes, he naturally knew the good calculations in Aotian's 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.

Mu Qingxiao shook his head slightly, it is impossible for Broken Lang to find the Huolin Sword in his life, because the Huolin Sword is placed in his storage space, even if he can't use it, it is impossible to give it to Broken Lang 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.

At this moment, a golden sword spirit flew out, with an incomparably fierce momentum.

Whether it is Jian Chen, Jian Greed, Aotian, or Zhong Mei, they have all seen the sword spirit, and the closest step to the sword spirit is naturally impossible not to see it.

Looking at the sword spirit of the peerless sword, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth hooked up a smile, it was really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took all the effort.

Just a second before Bu Jingyun was about to catch the sword spirit, Mu Qingxiao didn't have to make a move in person, the sword spirit was like a good baby, he didn't dare to resist at all, and under the traction of the soul sword, he was directly suspended in front of him.

Mu Qingxiao held the sword spirit of the peerless sword, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"It's really a skillful technique, worthy of being a sword-casting master, Hei Han is a Nuwa Divine Stone, you can even cast a god into a peerless sword, it's really an eye-opener for me."

Originally, Zhong Mei was just curious about Mu Qingxiao's sword spirit of obtaining a peerless good sword, but when he heard what he said just now, his pupils contracted violently.

The young man in front of him actually knew that the peerless sword was forged from the Black Cold Divine Stone!

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhong Mei said: "This son is really knowledgeable, he actually knows the materials for forging a peerless sword, presumably the son is not an ordinary person, I don't know what the purpose of taking the sword is?" ”

At this time, Bu Jingyun stood in the sword pool, completely forgetting the scorching heat around him, looking at the sword spirit held in Mu Qingxiao's hand, his face was full of confusion.

And Sword Demon, Sword Greed, Aotian and others, when they heard the conversation between the two, they were all confused.

They only know that the peerless sword is a peerless divine weapon, but they don't know what the so-called Black Cold Divine Stone is?

Mu Qingxiao held the sword spirit, with a wave of his long sleeves, in the center of the sword casting pool, a black domineering long sword flew out, and in a blink of an eye, it fell into his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull up a smile.

The black cold finally arrived, and only the last divine stone remained, and the black cold in his hand was obtained by the owner of the Sword Villa thousands of years ago.

At that time, the fire unicorn was in trouble everywhere, and Nie Feng's ancestor Nie Ying swallowed the blood of the fire unicorn by mistake, and his skills were greatly improved, and at the same time, he was afraid that he would lose his life by mistake, so he hoped that Ao Ri would become a god to help him.

And the shape of the peerless sword in his hand was designed by Nie Ying and Ao Ri, and finally forged by Zhong Mei's ancestors, and finally passed down to his generation, and finally forged into a divine soldier!

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