Chapter 639 The Lively Sword Pond
"Junior Brother Feng?" Bu Jingyun hesitated.
He already knew the prophecy made by Ni Bodhisattva to Xiong Ba.
[Isn’t the golden scale an object in the pond? It turns into a dragon when encountering wind and clouds; the dragon’s roar in the sky changes the sky, and it dives and swims in the wind and clouds]
【Success is a storm, failure is a storm】
"Yes, only your destiny can restrain Xiongba." Jian Tan said, "The [Peerless Sword] and [Xueyin Kuangdao] can respectively complement your destiny."
"The moment you get the [Peerless Sword] and see Nie Feng with your own eyes, you will understand."
"Why don't you leave yet?" Bu Jingyun asked.
"I want to protect you before you get the [Peerless Sword] and Nie Feng arrives." Jiantan said.
"Is there just one last step left for [Peerless Sword]? It can be opened at any time." Bu Jingyun suddenly stopped and saw Jian Tan nodded, "Then let's go now."
"Brother Yun, besides you and Jian Tan, don't we also have Duan Lang?" Chu Chu asked.
"No need." Bu Jingyun's footsteps did not stop and he said in a deep voice, "He will follow himself. He will never allow a sword to overshadow the sharpness of [Fire Lin]."
"Get away!" Facing the person blocking his way, Bu Jingyun knocked him away with a palm of his hand.
Soon, another person blocking the road appeared.
The man was dressed in white, carrying a sword that exuded awe-inspiring righteousness and looked very familiar to him.
"Jingyun." The visitor said kindly.
"Jian Chen." The depression between Bu Jingyun's brows dissipated a bit.
He and Jian Chen have known each other since they were young.
He was saved by his uncle in black, also known as Wu Ming.
The uncle in black wanted him to join Master Buxu and let go of his hatred, so he escaped from there and went to Tianxiahui.
"Long time no see." Jian Chen said with a little regret.
In his opinion, Bu Jingyun was more talented than him when it came to using swords.
Even after just one glance, Jingyun learned [Incomprehensible Grief] and defeated him with it.
"Tomorrow is the sword festival."
"Even if you are Jingyun, I will not allow you to pass."
"And just because it's you Jingyun, I won't let you go astray and get it through unethical means."
"Boy, you are wrong." Jiantan interrupted, "It's not that we are unruly, but that Jianjian Villa is unruly."
"They want to use our blood as a sacrifice to give birth to the [Peerless Sword]."
Jian Chen looked at Bu Jingyun, he didn't believe Jian Tan's words.
Seeing Bu Jingyun nodding, he stepped aside and said, "Then I want to go with you."
"Do you think I can lie?" Jiantan muttered a few words. He tapped his toes, looked up and saw the endless stairs, and was swept by them.
The news about these people quickly reached Ao Tian's ears. Different from his panic, the sword demon just grinned and laughed loudly, "As expected of the sword greed, he couldn't bear it even for a moment and wanted to seize the sword. , I thought he had changed, so let’s go find Duanlang.”
"Lord Sword Demon, Duan Lang has also gone to the Sword Pond." A guard said quickly.
"Okay, very good." Sword Demon laughed loudly, "Then quickly go and inform Mrs. Ao."
In the sword pool.
"What a sword pool." Jian Tan sighed, "The burning heat of the earth fire has never been extinguished since the day the Sword Worship Villa was built. I am afraid that even with my inner breath, I can only protect my whole body for a moment."
"What a big sword." Chu Chu was surprised.
As soon as they entered, what they saw was a giant sword tens of meters high with the blade pointed downwards into the ground.
Around the giant sword, there are small swords of different styles inserted upside down that are similar to it, but if you look carefully, they may shine brightly, some may be ordinary, some may be slender and graceful, or some may be sinister. They are connected to the giant sword by black chains. As if one body.
Of course, they are actually not small, just suitable for normal people.
"Everyone, please stay." A man holding a sword walked out from behind the high platform, "I would like to pay my respects to Wen Nu, the swordsman slave of Sword Villa. Please leave the forbidden area of Jianchi as soon as possible, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."
"Wen Nu," an old man appeared, "you are too rude. Mr. Jian Tan and Mr. Bu Jingyun are indispensable parts of the sword festival. Mr. Jian Chen is the unknown successor of the martial arts myth. You will do this." It caused great disaster to Baijian Villa."
When Wuming is mentioned, the first thing that comes to mind in Jianghu is not that he defeated the Sword Master at a young age.
It was his horrific deeds that single-handedly nearly wiped out all the top ten martial arts sects, causing the martial arts to fall into depression for a time.
In the eyes of most people, Wuming is a demon star that kills embryos.
"How did you recognize us?" Jian Tan frowned.
He knew that this person was Zhong Mei, a swordsmith who had only forged swords in the sword pond all his life, but was famous in the world.
"The only one who can impatiently take the sword in advance is Mr. Jian Tan, and age is not included." Zhong Mei looked at Jian Tan first, "As for Mr. Bu Jingyun, let alone his name as the God of Death and his shape. His appearance has already spread throughout the world with him."
"As for Young Hero Jianchen, the righteousness of your [Heroic Sword] is too obvious."
"I have been making swords all my life. I like to appreciate swords. I have always heard that heroic swords are excellent weapons. I wonder if I can borrow them for a look."
"Why not?" Jian Chen, who has not yet become the god of war in the ruined temple, is indeed as expected by Wuming, like the rising morning sun, soft but not weak, bright but not fierce, he will use the [Heroic Sword] without hesitation. 】Throw.
Zhong Mei took it and carefully unsheathed the sword.
Suddenly, the light from the sword's edge burst out in the sword pool, illuminating the room like daylight!
"Great, great, worthy of being the heir of the Hero Sword! Worthy of being the hardest, most unyielding, most righteous, and most upright heroic sword in the world." Zhong Mei sighed.
Jian Tan also stared at the [Hero Sword].
He, who is now regarded as a know-it-all in this world, knows how great this sword is.
It was cast by the great swordsman, the ancestor of swords and kendo.
There is an [Inexplicable Sword Technique] hidden in it, and only those who are born with [sword] can get it.
Once obtained, one can understand the opponent's sword technique in one move or two, and can fully understand the essence of the opponent's sword technique, and then use inexplicable sword techniques to deduce the progress of the opponent's sword technique.
If the opponent has ten sword techniques, then if you use an inexplicable sword technique to understand the true meaning of his sword technique, you can create an eleventh sword that is stronger than his ten sword techniques.
Wuming is the successor of this sword technique. When the Sword Master only created the Twenty-One Sword, he derived the Twenty-Two Sword 20 years earlier and defeated all the Twenty-One Spiritual Sword Techniques.
But it's a pity that Jian Tan's eyes were blurred and he didn't see anything.
"Mr. Jian Tan." Zhong Mei suddenly said after returning the sword.
"What?" Jian Tan was a little impatient.
"I'm really mistaken, I just relied on the awe-inspiring righteousness of the [Heroic Sword] to realize that Mr. Jiantan, you actually have a good magic weapon." Zhong Mei looked at Jiantan's sword wrapped in cloth, "However, It is a ferocious weapon, and its aura of punishment makes even me shudder."
"It is also because of it that the [Heroic Sword], which has lost its true owner, can truly show its brilliance."
"Young hero Jianchen, you have to pay attention. It may not be that hard in your hands. Your perfect moral character has not been tempered, and you do not have the same indomitable integrity as Mr. Nameless."
He glanced at Jian Chen apologetically, and then looked at Jian Tan eagerly, "I wonder if -"
"This is not the time." Jian Tan interrupted, "I need it to stay with me now."
"This is why my master asked me to come out to practice." Jian Chen was extremely calm, "The sword is a [Heroic Sword], and I am not a hero yet."
"Okay, okay," Zhongmei praised in admiration, "If you get [Peerless], you won't need to work hard to make yourself worthy of [Hero]."
"The strength of a [hero] lies in the sword master."
"But if we talk about swords alone, the best sword in the world will be the [Peerless Sword]."
"I, the Zhong family, have stayed at the Sword Worship Villa for three generations, and have spent my whole life working hard to forge the [peerless sword]. In order to make this sword perfect, we must ensure that the length, width, and weight are exactly the same."
"The emperor has paid off his hard work. I finally forged this sword ten years ago. It took another ten years, hoping to make it better."
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"Now, this sword has been tempered for thousands of times and cannot be changed. It has reached a state of perfection. Its edge will overshadow all the swords in the world!"
"No one can cover up the sharp edge of [Fire Lin]!" An evil young man wearing a red vest and red vest suddenly appeared and flew towards the sword pool.
"With me here, you can't even think about destroying the sword." Bu Jingyun also stepped forward and stopped Duan Lang.
"Destroy the sword?" Zhongmei laughed dumbly, "Duan Lang, although you and [Huo Lin] have merged into one sword and are more powerful than the [Hero] at this time, you can never destroy the sword."
"Since you are here too, it means that the Sword Festival will be held in advance."
"Everyone, you must have guessed the conditions for the birth of [Peerless]."
"Of course we know that with [greed, anger, and ignorance], the most terrifying obsession in the human heart, which Buddhism calls the three poisons, our blood will prevent it from being born." While Jian Tan said this, he stopped in front of Bu Jingyun.
"Is it Xiongba?" Bu Jingyun's face darkened.
"Hero!" Duanlang's face was twisted.
He is obviously better than Bu Jingyun, but he is treated as a slave by Xiong Ba.
But even so, he did not give up and practiced the martial arts passed down from his family.
In the so-called fair and open hall master's election, after realizing that he was more powerful than Bu Jingyun in martial arts, Xiong Ba even secretly threatened him to lose to Bu Jingyun on purpose.
"Oh?" The domineering figure carrying Sword Demon like a chicken stepped in, "Jian Tan, I didn't expect that you are stronger than Sword Demon and can sense my aura. I want to thank you for letting me know for sure, [Jueshi] 】The birth does not require Bu Jingyun to be alive."
He casually threw the sword demon aside, followed by Ao Tian, who was like a shrunken turtle and no longer had any arrogance, and Mrs. Ao, who no longer covered her face with black gauze but still had her charm.
"I've met the leader of the Xiong Gang." Zhong Mei cupped her fists.
"Yes, you are sensible enough, I will allow you to live." Xiong Ba said.
He did not tell the truth. Even if Zhong Mei had a bad attitude, he would not kill him.
Just like he didn't kill Sword Demon, a useful talent in his eyes.
[Sword Worship Villa] and the craftsmen there are very useful in his eyes.
His hegemony requires good craftsmen.
"What are you watching me do?" Xiong Ba said, "Duan Lang, Bu Jingyun, you should know what to do. This will allow you to live a few more breaths."
Duan Lang, who had been looking at people with his nostrils from the moment he entered the cave until now, cut a wound that did not affect his movement in seconds, and his blood spilled on the ground.
"You can't do anything to me and Bu Jingyun." Jiantan said, "But we both need [Jueshi] to be born."
He and Bu Jingyun dripped blood on the ground.
Just when Xiongba wanted to question whether this was okay, the blood was too far away from the sword pool, and he saw the nearly forty-meter dark giant sword in the center of the sword pool shining with divine light, making it look like magma converging and forming.
The blood stains on the ground shone with the same light, swimming around like living creatures, gathering together, and rushing towards the sword pool.
The whole cave trembled.
A strong shock wave came from the giant sword.
"Good, good, good, so strong!" Xiongba praised, "It just so happens that my [Three-Point Divine Finger] can also be turned into a sword technique. This is exactly what I need for such a strongest sword!"
Since Wuming, almost everyone in the world has practiced swordsmanship.
He is no exception.
"Three points of return to vitality!"
His body is as thick as the sea, and his blessed body is not afraid of any magical weapon. Only the infinite power of Maha can break it. Even the invincible move of Destroying Heaven and Earth Sword Twenty-Three can withstand the true energy gathering on the body surface for a moment.
Unlike Jue Wu Shen who specializes in hard skills to control the divine soldiers.
Instead, he concentrates on Qi, without any tricks or strange abilities. All he has is the incomparable vitality and the domineering Qi that dominates the world.
The three unique skills of the original version are applied together, internal and external complement each other, and the three elements flow, thereby achieving the natural transformation. The difference is endless, and completely combines the length of [Wind God Legs], the fierceness of [Cloud Pavilion Palm], and the strength of [Sky Frost Fist]. The three elements of Yin and Cold are combined into one, and you can develop unrivaled and powerful Qi!
Facing such a tyrant, with such aura, even the scorching earth fire, and the [peerless] unyielding true energy, cannot resist in front of him.
However, one person tore open the cloth and raised the Unfinished Sword like a machine gun, "Avada bites the big melon!"
The Xiongba, who was as unharmed as the god in the blazing fire, suddenly turned his head with a look of horror on his face, "Sword Greed!"
The green sword light at the tip of the sword did not burst out, but was swallowed at the tip like a snake's letter.
"This is it!" Zhong Mei and Wen Nu were both shocked.
Although the sword was still a semi-finished product, its color was bronze, and the sword was engraved with [Worker B] - a Buddhist tantric incantation that meant massacre of death and destruction, but it was clearly another [peerless sword].
"The Demonic Sword [Defeat] is the first work made from [Heihan] at Baijian Villa." Jian Tan said calmly, his spiritual sense still locked on Xiong Ba.
This forced Xiong Ba to break away from the ground fire and stand on the chain.
"Impossible!" Aotian shook his head crazily, "If there really is this sword, why do we need to refine [Peerless] again!"
"No, Tian'er." Mrs. Ao shook her head, "There is a blank in the daily notes of the previous owners of the Sword Worship Villa. An inexplicable blank, the source of the perfect sword shape of [Peerless], the sword-wielding god who subdued the Qilin Demon. The sword may be [defeat].”
Xiong Ba ignored the discussion between the two.
At this moment, the air shield on his body was still in his body, always ready to stop him within an inch of the sword light that would bring him a life-threatening crisis.
"Jian Tan, are you here for the [peerless] true energy?" Zhong Mei's words attracted his attention, "You lost the [Sword Soul] due to your defeat, and it was your sword intention that settled in to revive it. Do you want your colleagues to The [peerless] true essence forged by [Hei Han] is integrated with it?”
"I can give you the true essence of [Peerless Good Sword]." Xiong Ba thought he understood Jian Tan's intention, "As long as you leave Bu Jingyun to my disposal."
