As soon as Wen Xuan's voice fell, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind Wang Chan: "Yes, the idler dares to step into the sword pool with bad intentions, and there is no mercy for killing!"

At the same time, a beautiful young woman wearing a red power suit, a slender figure, bare pink arms, **** hidden, with two swords on her back, flew like a whirlwind, only to see her bewitching appearance, but without the slightest expression, indifferent as water, she is another sword slave Leng Yan who is guarding here. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It turns out that this peerless sword of Baijian Villa must be forged with a hundred years of fire, and it has gone through three generations of swordsmiths so far! In addition, in order to prevent external harassment and obstruction, two sword guards were sent to guard this sword from generation to generation.

Wang Chan smiled and didn't care at all, and was about to continue walking, when the old man named Zhong Mei suddenly floated down in front of Wang Chan, looked up at him, and suddenly asked, "Young man, but you are here to get the divine sword in the pool?"

Wang Chan nodded slightly, but did not speak.

After receiving Wang Chan's answer, Zhong Mei's expression became extremely excited, and he looked up at the giant sword in front of him, and said with emotion: "Three generations of our Zhong family have stayed in Baijian Villa just to forge this peerless sword...... In order to perfect this sword, we have been trying for hundreds of years to ensure that it does not make a single difference in length, breadth and lightness......"

Then he paused, and a flower of joy bloomed on his gloomy face, and he continued to speak: "The emperor lives up to his wishes! I finally forged this sword ten years ago, and then I hoped to change it for the better, only to find that this sword has been perfected, tempered thousands of times, and there is no change, and its edge will cover all swords, and it will be the king!"

After Zhong Mei finished speaking, it seemed that he had announced a crucial event, his thick eyebrows were gone, and his expression was soothing.

The two sword-guarding slaves Wen Crossbow and Leng Yan who were standing on the side listened to what he said, and they couldn't help but look up at the strongest and most perfect divine sword that was about to be born! Since they were born, they were born to guard the sword, and their eyes at this moment were as excited as a father waiting for his son to give birth.

"But this peerless sword, the most crucial step away from its appearance, that is, the blood sacrifice. ”

"This peerless sword is the best of all swords! The strongest sword, of course, must be refined with the strongest blood before it can be forged! Originally, we planned to use the blood of the three most persistent sword heart owners in the world to sacrifice it, but now that you are here, none of this is a problem. Zhong Mei looked excited, and then spoke. "Born with a sword heart, it's the first time I've seen someone with a natural sword heart......"

"Quick, get out of the way. Zhong Mei pushed away the two Wen crossbows and said urgently.

"Blood sacrifice......"

Wang Chan smiled, walked into the sword pool, and came to the giant sword. I saw that his right palm was spread out, and the index finger of his left hand slashed with lightning, and then his right hand, which was stained with red blood, was directly smeared on the giant sword.

The moment the blood touched the blade, the raging flames in the sword pool suddenly burned into the sky, and at the same time, the morning light broke.

"Ahh

"Ah, by the way, Zhong Lao, how is that person?" After coming back to his senses, Wen Xuan looked at the sky full of firelight and said worriedly.

"The fire is so big, I'm afraid it's ......" Leng Yan's face was also full of worry.

Zhong Mei was alone, his eyes were always fixed on the giant sword surrounded by flames, and no one knew what he was thinking.

And the movement in the sword pool finally attracted the attention of everyone in the Sword Worship Villa, and I saw Aotian and Mrs. Ao hurriedly rushed over with the four elders of the Sword Worship Villa and a group of disciples.

When they saw the sky-high flames in the sword pool, Aotian's faces were startled at first, and then they immediately showed excitement, and dozens of eyes turned to the Heavenly Sword that had been engulfed by raging flames.

Mrs. Ao's beautiful eyes flashed with joy, and she turned her head sideways and ordered to her son beside her: "Tian'er, it's time, go get the sword!"

A forty-year-old strong man said excitedly to Aotian: "Young master, you must suffer a little to take the sword, come forward! As long as you take out the divine sword, at that time, the Worship Sword Mountain Villa will definitely dominate the martial arts!"

"Good!" Aotian was full of joy and flew to the sword pool.

In the Sword Worship Villa, Mrs. Ao survived and endured humiliation, Zhong Mei, Wen Crossbow, and Leng Yan volunteered to become sword slaves, all for the purpose of waiting for today, and Aotian also seemed to be born to take the sword today!

Aotian flew forward, but before he could reach the sword pool, he felt a wave of heat rushing to his face, only to see that the heat quickly spread, and even the giant chain was burned and melted. Within a radius of ten zhang of the sword pool, exuding high temperature and heat, Aotian only felt that his mouth was dry, his body was difficult to approach, the heat continued to spread, he felt that his breathing was not smooth, he was almost suffocated, his skin was scorched by the fire, as if he was about to be roasted, the blood was stagnant, and it was about to dry up.

The four sword-wielding old men next to him saw him fall and froze, and hurriedly plucked up courage and said: "Young master, as long as you get the divine sword, you can bare the lintel of the door, go up and get it!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Ao also said anxiously: "Tian'er, as the young master of the Sword Worship Villa, this sword must be won by you personally, and you must endure the little suffering!"

Now that the Sword Demon is dead, Lady Ao's great wish has been fulfilled, and her other great wish is to see the Sword Worship Villa flourish in the hands of her son.

Zhong Mei and the second sword slave first saluted Mrs. Ao, and then they all cheered up for Aotian and plucked up their courage, but when he saw the raging fire, he asked him to take out the fire sword with his bare hands, and he couldn't help but be horrified, and said anxiously: "Mother, the sword pool is really hot, I ...... I can't stand ......"

"If you can't get the Excalibur today, don't recognize me as a mother in the future!" Mrs. Ao said coldly.

Aotian looked at Mrs. Ao's cold face, gritted his teeth, stretched out his right arm, and grabbed the fire sword. But before he was hit by the sword, his clothes were on fire, and his body was burned, and the pain was so painful that he was heartbroken.

Zhong Mei looked at the fire in the sky, and finally sighed, until now the man has not come out, I am afraid that he has really been burned to ashes by this fire.

He turned his head to look at Aotian, raised his legs and walked to him, cheering up and said, "Young master, you must be patient and make a little sacrifice for the divine soldier, it will belong to you!"

Aotian looked back at the twilight, and said in fear of the divine sword: "Zhong Mei, the sword pool is unbearable, the raging fire will definitely burn me, and the sword can't be taken!"

Mrs. Ao walked up to Aotian and reprimanded, "You don't quibble! You can't endure a little hardship, you disappoint me too much!"

Aotian held his head in his hands, shook his head and said, "Mother, I really don't want to die!"

"People who are born for the sword are arrogant, but they have to pay more courage to die for the sword!" Zhong Mei sighed and stopped talking. (To be continued.) )