Their family has been slaves for generations, and they have been forging swords for the Sword Worship Villa in this sword pond for hundreds of years. Naturally, they have some skills that are difficult for others to understand!

And this sword language is one of them.

They have been exposed to sword-making since they were young. Among the sword-smiths of the past generations, there will always be one or two people who can understand the chirping sound of the sword.

In the sword pool, the sword embryo of this peerless sword trembled, not as a sign of success, but as a cry of collapse!!

"wrong!!"

Wen Nu immediately jumped over Mrs. Ao and stared anxiously at the huge sword embryo in the sword pool.

At this moment, the sword embryo was trembling more and more violently, so much so that the entire sword pool was shaking with the trembling.

"Wen Nu, what happened?"

Mrs. Ao naturally understood the swordsmith in front of her and knew that something had changed.

"The soul of the peerless sword is dissipating. What is the problem?"

Wen Nu stared at Jianchi closely, looking anxious.

"dissipate?!"

Mrs. Ao was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, looked at Wen Nu and asked sternly: "What do you mean, please tell me clearly!"

"Madam, once this sword soul dissipates, the peerless sword will not be able to escape, and the hundreds of years of hard work of Sword Worship Villa will be destroyed in one day!"

Wen Nu didn't hide anything and directly told everything he knew.

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked by Wen Nu's words.

A peerless sword is right in front of you, but at this moment the swordsmith tells everyone that this sword may be destroyed at any time.

"What went wrong?"

Madam Ao ignored the difference between men and women and grabbed Wen Nu by the collar with a ferocious look on her face.

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

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

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

Many skilled swordsmiths died in this sword pool!

"Blood……"

Wen Nu was worthy of being a swordsmith. After calming down, he discovered the clues at a glance.

Three Poison 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 to it.

Greed, anger, ignorance...

Jian Greed corresponds to ‘greed’, and Bu Jingyun corresponds to ‘anger’.

But this 'insane' has never been found in Baijian Villa.

Duan Lang, who originally had this bloodline, died early in the hands of Zhao Yu.

In order not to let the Sword Worship Villa wither away, Mrs. Ao chose several famous swordsmen to replace this last poison.

Now it seems that this move was too naive.

Everyone looked at Jianchi helplessly, with pity in their eyes.

But no one can do anything about this!

Whoosh!

Just when everyone was in despair, a figure rushed over and headed straight for the sword pool.

Everyone was confused when they saw the people rushing towards the sword pool, except Bu Jingyun who breathed a sigh of relief.

It was Zhao Yu who came.

Approaching the sword pool, inscriptions flashed around Zhao Yu's body, and a golden bell shrouded his body vaguely.

"Fortunately it came in time!"

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

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

It's just that the blood mist came and went even faster. Under the blazing fire in the center of the earth, the blood mist was scorchingly dissipated before it even got close.

Zhao Yu didn't stop at all. As he waved his hands, clouds of blood mist followed one after another.

In the sword pool, the essence and blood that originally circulated outside the pool were also pulled by an unknown force, and gradually merged with the blood mist emanating from Zhao Yu's hand.

"Three Poison Bloodlines?"

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth raised slightly, and a look of disdain flashed across his face.

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

"Wen Nu, this is..."

Mrs. Ao looked at the sword embryo that was shaking more and more violently, then turned to look at Wen Nu.

Wen Nu looked excited and said tremblingly: "The tempering is completed, the divine weapon is broken out of the cauldron!!"

"It's done?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ao immediately looked at the sword demon beside her.

At the same time, the huge sword embryo standing in the fire of the sword pool dodged and flew out with a bright sword light, and the sword energy condensed and never dispersed.

"It's Sword Soul!"

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

A peerless sword that has gathered the blood of the Three Poisons, a peerless weapon that has been the work of generations of people at the Sword Worship Villa, and finally succeeded!

The sword demon moved and instantly rushed towards the condensed sword soul.

Bu Jingyun, Jian Tan and the swordsmen who were not seriously injured also jumped up.

But Bu Jingyun is relatively close to the sword pool after all, so he has a high chance of grabbing the sword spirit before everyone else!

"you dare!!"

Seeing that Bu Jingyun was about to grab the sword soul, the sword demon behind him immediately sent out a pulse-breaking sword energy towards Bu Jingyun.

However, the sword demon still underestimated Bu Jingyun.

The pulse-breaking sword energy penetrated Bu Jingyun's shoulder blade smoothly, but it failed to stop Bu Jingyun at all!

This guy is a ruthless person who can forcefully tear off his own arm. This pulse-breaking sword energy is really not enough.

Just as Bu Jingyun's hand was about to touch the sword, Zhao Yu appeared beside him.

"Get as close to the sword pool as possible. With the help of the temperature of the red flames in the center of the earth, I can break through the triple-burning entrance on your Qilin arm!"

Before Bu Jingyun, Zhao Yu took the lead in grabbing the flying sword.

When Bu Jingyun saw the person in front of him clearly, he knew that he had no chance with Jue Shi Hao Jie.

Fortunately, Zhao Yu still had a lot of use for keeping him, so he could be regarded as showing him a clear path.

Although his right arm was replaced by a unicorn arm, Bu Jingyun understood that before the Sanjiao Profound Pass was opened, his right arm was actually just a burden.

"Go back!!"

Just when Bu Jingyun retreated to the sword pool and prepared to break through the Sanjiao Profound Pass, a loud shout came from above his head.

The people around him were stunned for a moment.

I saw that the guy who came out halfway actually forced his sword soul into the sick giant sword in the center of the sword pool!

The giant sword in the center of the sword pool was trembling, as if trying hard to force the sword soul out.

Zhao Yu, who was in mid-air, frowned, and the right arm that clenched the sword soul suddenly condensed a rumored golden light.

Inch by inch...

The sword spirit that had already been drawn out of the giant sword was gradually pushed back bit by bit by Zhao Yu forcefully.

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

"you……"

When Wen Nu saw Jian Soul returning to the giant sword again, he seemed to vaguely notice something, and his expression suddenly changed.

Zhao Yu, on the other hand, waved his big hand again amid the horrified eyes of everyone.

Two cold lights appeared in front of Zhao Yu. Of these two cold lights, one was as transparent as glass, and the other was as red as blood!
Chapter completed!