Chapter Ninety-Seven: Ten Green Spirit Fruits

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Broken Lang was shocked by Ma Xiaoming's words and took a few steps back, if it weren't for the fact that his skills have become more and more profound over the years, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Master, Master, this is true. "No wonder Broken Waves is so out of shape, when he asked Ma Xiaoming for the return of the family heirloom sword a few years ago, he was always taught a lot of lessons, causing him to think that Ma Xiaoming refused to return it.

"Nonsense, of course seriously. Ma Xiaoming was also made to cry and laugh by the expression of Broken Waves, isn't it the Huolin Sword, I was afraid that you would be controlled by the Huolin Sword, but now you are twenty years old, and you have practiced such advanced martial arts, if you are still easily controlled, then you can only say that it is fate.

"Lang'er, when your father handed me the Huolin Sword, he instructed me to pass it on to you at the right time, because he had already discovered that the Huolin Sword had evil intentions and was not good for the sword master......" After saying a few words, he couldn't continue, because Ma Xiaoming found Broken Lang and looked at him in shock, and couldn't help but wonder: "Lang'er, what kind of expression do you have, there is really something wrong with the Huolin Sword, don't believe it." ā€

The expression on Broken Lang's face was distorted, and he said angrily: "I didn't say I didn't believe it, but this sword was not given to you by my father, but you snatched it from my father and son......"

"Uh, really?" Ma Xiaoming touched his head and wondered, "Did I rob it?" Why don't you remember, forget it, this is not the point. The point is that this sword is too evil, and if the mind is not strong, it is easy to be dominated by the sword and controlled by the sword. ā€

Broken Lang had no choice but to take the Huolin Sword handed over by Ma Xiaoming. Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he asked, "Master, where is your Zhan Lu sword and its sword case?" I haven't seen it for a long time, and I didn't see you take out Zhan Lu during the decisive battle with the Sword Saint that day. ā€

Ma Xiaoming said lightly: "Put it in a secret place." "Oh. Broken Lang didn't care too much, in his eyes, Ma Xiaoming's skills were profound, and it didn't matter if he used a sword or not.

While the two were chatting, a rudder disciple set up in a torture hall near Baijian Villa asked to see him, saying that he had something important to report.

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"Are you saying that the Sword Worship Villa will recently create a peerless sword, and is preparing to dedicate it to the master, and at the same time, on the day of the sword, the master will be invited to watch the ceremony. Broken Waves wondered. Since it's a peerless sword, it should be hidden and tucked away, right, what's the situation with giving it to someone? Even if it's wrong, it can be sold to the outside world, and it can be exchanged for a huge amount of gold and silver jewelry, or martial arts cheats.

No wonder Broken Lang thinks like this, the broken family is in the middle of the road, and by his father's generation, there are only family heirlooms of martial arts and the Huolin Sword, and his father Broken Shuai regards the Huolin Sword as more important than his life, so in his eyes, the divine weapon is a heirloom treasure, how can it be easily given away!

Ma Xiaoming's point of view was completely different from his, and he secretly said in his heart: I don't know who made such a suggestion, whether there is a conspiracy or not, Ma Xiaoming is impressed by this person.

"Okay, I know about it, you go down first. By the way, go to the account room to get a green spirit fruit. Ma Xiaoming casually sent the rudder disciples. This rudder disciple left happily, just to report the news in a hurry, and it was really a joy to receive such a huge reward.

"Master, do you really plan to go in person? This matter is strange, why don't I go on behalf of Shizun?" "Broken Lang just took the sword home and passed it on, just when he wanted to show his prestige and revive his family's reputation, at this time, he just came to the door from Baijian Villa, didn't it just become a sword test for the Huolin Sword?

If Ma Xiaoming went, the effect would be greatly reduced, so Broken Waves strongly encouraged Ma Xiaoming not to go. Of course, Ma Xiao ignored him and announced: "This time, not only do I want you, but you have to go, even Bu Jingyun will go." ā€

"Ah, that dead face is going too, so can I not go?" Broken Lang was obviously at odds with Bu Jingyun, and was suddenly a little reluctant to get involved in this matter.

"Oh, in that case, you give me back the Fire Lin Sword. Ma Xiaoming stretched out one hand and spread out his palm.

Broken Lang was dumbfounded, and said dumbfoundedly: "Master, you have returned the Huolin Sword to me, why do you still want to bring it back?"

Ma Xiaoming rolled his eyes, and said as a matter of course: "It's back to you, but don't forget how the Huolin Sword got into my hands, I don't mind repeating this process again." ā€

"Master, you ......"

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A month later, next to the sword pond of Baijian Villa.

The sword pond is located in a concave basin with a radius of 100 zhang, and it is not known whether it was formed naturally or built later. Located in the middle of the basin, the Sword Forge Pool resembles a huge circular pool, locked with an extremely imposing sword, like a hill. Chains connected from the hilt to the surrounding basin, and the pool was filled with scorching flames. In front of the pool are martial arts people such as Ma Xiaoming.

"You have come from afar, nothing more than for the peerless sword, and now the peerless sword has been given to the master of the World Horse Hall by the village, so I can only fail you. ā€

The one who spoke was the chief swordsmith of Baijian Villa, and he was also the swordsmith of the peerless sword-Zhong Mei. His two eyebrows are extremely long and gray, almost covering his eyes, and at the same time, because he is a bald head, he gives Ma Xiaoming an extremely strong sense of dƩjƠ vu.

The flames in the sword pool were raging, and the peerless sword was about to be released, and this Zhong Mei suddenly spoke: "The peerless sword is about to be completed, but it still needs the blood sacrifice sword of three people, which are the blood of Bu Jingyun, Broken Waves, and Sword Poor. ā€

Ma Xiaoming asked Bu Jingyun and Broken Lang, and both of them agreed, only when there was a problem with Jian Poor.

Jian Poor is in the crowd watching the sword, but this peerless sword is already famous, with Ma Xiaoming's identity, Jian Poor does not think that he can win this sword. Even if he is lucky enough to grab the sword, I am afraid that he will not be able to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future, because the world will be afraid that he will be endlessly hunted down.

"Hehe, Master Ma, my Jian Poor was originally helpful, but unfortunately I have been practicing lately, if I bleed again, I am afraid that I will go mad......" Jian Poor looked greedy, obviously not really practicing Qi, just to blackmail Ma Xiaoming.

Ma Xiaoming looked at him and said leisurely: "The sword is poor, just say it directly." ā€

Jian Poor's eyes rolled wildly, estimating what kind of attitude Ma Xiaoming was, because he was not familiar with Ma Xiaoming, if he was a domineering person, Jian Poor's extortion was only afraid that he would not get anything, but would give him his life.

But in the end, Jian Poor's greed overwhelmed his reason, he forcibly suppressed his awe of Ma Xiaoming, and said in a trembling voice: "Hey, hey, I heard that the master of the Ma Hall has a strange fruit that can increase people's strength, why don't you give me ten, I will be full of blood after I take it, and it will be no big problem to donate a little blood." ā€