Their family was a slave in the era, and they have been casting swords for the Sword Worship Villa for hundreds of years in this sword pool, so they naturally have some skills that are difficult for others to understand!

And this sword language is one of them.

They have been exposed to sword forging since childhood, and among the swordsmiths of the past generations, there will be one or two people who can understand the chirping sound of the long sword.

In the sword pool, the trembling of the sword embryo of this peerless sword is not a precursor to success, but a wail of cracking!!

"That's not right!!"

Wen Nu immediately jumped over Lady Ao and stared at the huge sword embryo in the sword pool with an anxious expression.

And at this moment, the trembling of the sword embryo became more and more intense, so that the entire sword pool shook with the trembling at this time.

"Wennu, what's wrong?"

Lady Ao naturally knew the swordsmith in front of her, and knew that something had changed.

"The sword spirit of the peerless good sword is dissipating, what is the problem?"

Wen Nu stared at the sword pool with an anxious expression.

"Dissipate?!"

Madame Ao was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, looked at Wen Nu and asked sharply, "What do you mean, tell me clearly!" ”

"Madam, once this sword spirit dissipates, the peerless sword will not be able to get out, and the hundreds of years of hard work of the Sword Worship Villa will be destroyed in one fell swoop!"

Wen Nu didn't hide it, and directly revealed everything he knew.

"What?!"

Everyone was taken aback by Wennu's words.

The peerless sword is in front of him, but at this moment, the swordsmith tells everyone that this sword could be destroyed at any time.

"What went wrong?"

Mrs. Ao didn't care about the difference between men and women, and grabbed Wen Nu's collar directly, looking hideous.

This is the proud family, and it is the opportunity that Baijian Villa has been waiting for for a hundred years!

For this sword, the Sword Worship Villa not only took countless manpower and material resources, but even the swordsmith was almost dead.

This is also the reason why Baijian Mountain Villa will wither in the past hundred years.

Many swordsmiths with high skills have died in this sword pool!

"Blood ......"

Wen Nu deserved to be a swordsmith, and after calming down, he found the clue at a glance.

Three poisonous bloodlines!!

Everyone looked at the blood flowing towards the sword pool.

Especially Mrs. Ao, when Wen Nu said that word, she immediately thought of the key.

Greed, hatred, and ignorance......

Sword greed corresponds to 'greed', and Bu Jingyun corresponds to 'anger'.

But this 'idiot', Baijian Villa has never been found.

Broken Waves, who originally had this bloodline, died early in the hands of Zhao Yu.

And in order to no longer let the Sword Worship Villa wither, Mrs. Ao chose several famous swordsmen to replace this last poison.

In retrospect, this move was too naïve.

Everyone looked at Jian Chi with a look of pity in their eyes.

But no one can do anything about this thing!

Sou!

Just when everyone was desperate, a figure swept over and went straight to the sword pool.

Seeing the people who swept towards the sword pool, everyone was confused, except for Bu Jingyun who breathed a sigh of relief.

It was Zhao Yu who came.

Approaching the sword pool, the inscription on Zhao Yu's body flashed, and a golden bell shrouded his body as if it were nothing.

"It's good to be in time!"

Zhao Yu swept to the outside of the sword pool, and waved his right hand towards the sword pool.

A blood mist instantly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It's just that this blood mist comes and goes faster, and under the fire in the center of the earth, before the blood mist can get close, it is scorched and dissipated.

And Zhao Yu didn't stop at all, and between the waves of his hands, a cloud of blood mist followed.

In the sword pool, the essence blood that originally circulated outside the pool was also pulled by an unknown force, and the blood mist emitted from Zhao Yu's hand gradually fused together.

"Three poisonous bloodlines?"

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth turned up slightly, and a look of disdain flashed on his face.

At this time, the sword pool shook even more violently, and in the sword pool, the trembling sound of the sword embryo was even more harsh.

"Wennu, this is ......"

Madame Ao looked at the trembling sword embryo that was getting more and more violent, and turned her head to look at Wen Nu.

Wen Nu looked excited, and said tremblingly: "The refining is successful, and the divine soldier is broken!" ”

"It's finished?"

When Madame Ao heard this, she immediately looked at the sword demon on the side.

At the same time, on top of the huge sword embryo erected in the flames of the sword pool, a brilliant sword light flew out, and the sword qi condensed but did not disperse.

"It's a sword spirit!"

Wen Nu on the side recognized the origin of the sword at a glance.

The peerless sword that brings together the bloodlines of the three poisons, and the epic divine soldiers who have gathered the painstaking efforts of several generations of the Sword Worship Villa, have finally succeeded!

The sword demon's body moved, and it instantly swept towards the condensed sword spirit.

Bu Jingyun, Sword Greed, and those swordsmen who were not so seriously injured also jumped up.

However, Bu Jingyun is relatively close to the sword pool, so there is a good hope that he can hold the sword spirit before everyone else!

"You dare!!"

Seeing that Bu Jingyun was about to hold the sword spirit, the sword demon behind him suddenly handed out a broken pulse sword qi towards Bu Jingyun.

However, the Sword Demon still underestimated Bu Jingyun.

The Broken Pulse Sword Qi smoothly pierced into Bu Jingyun's shoulder blades, but it couldn't stop Bu Jingyun in the slightest!

This guy, but a ruthless person who can tear his shoulders off, this broken vein sword qi is really not enough to see.

Seeing that, when Bu Jingyun's hand was about to touch the sword spirit, Zhao Yu appeared beside him.

"Try to get as close as possible to the sword pool, and with the help of the temperature of the red flame in the center of the earth, you can break through the three-coke entrance on your unicorn arm!"

Before stepping into the clouds, Zhao Yu took the lead in grasping the sword spirit that flew out.

When Bu Jingyun saw the person in front of him clearly, he knew that he had no chance with the peerless world.

But fortunately, Zhao Yu is still very useful in keeping him, so it can be regarded as pointing him a clear path.

Although the right arm was replaced with a unicorn arm, Bu Jingyun himself understood that the Sanjiao entrance had not been opened, and the right arm was actually just a burden.

"Get me back!!"

Just as Bu Jingyun retreated to the sword pool, about to break through the Sanjiao entrance, a loud shout came from overhead.

The people around were instantly stunned.

I saw that the guy who came out halfway actually pressed the sword spirit into the sick giant sword in the center of the sword pool!

The giant sword in the center of the sword pool trembled, as if it was trying its best to force the sword spirit out.

Zhao Yu, who was in mid-air, frowned, and his right arm, which clenched his sword spirit, suddenly condensed a golden ray of rumors.

Inch by inch......

The sword spirit that had already swept out the giant sword was gradually pushed back by Zhao Yuqiang little by little.

Around the sword pool, the one hundred and eight black swords that were used to carry the sword spirit began to tremble.

"You ......"

Wen Nu saw that the sword spirit returned to the giant sword again, and he seemed to vaguely sense something, and his face changed in an instant.

And Zhao Yu, in the frightened eyes of everyone, waved his big hand again.

Two cold lights appeared in front of Zhao Yu. These two cold lights, one is as transparent as glass, and the other is as red as blood!

Wen Nu, who was the swordsmith of the Sword Worship Villa, recognized it at a glance, these two cold lights should be two fragments of the broken sword.

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