boom!

Ao Tian followed the sword and was about to teach Zhao Yu a lesson, a court hawk who was ignorant of the sky and earth, a roar came from behind.

Aotian only felt that with the roar, his energy was dissipating rapidly.

With difficulty, Aotian lowered his head, and saw that his chest was already covered in blood.

"Enclose the entire sword pool, but if there are those who resist, they will kill them without any worries!

An Jianqing held the new type of musket that was still smoking, and shouted at the subordinates of the Jinyiwei who were following behind him with murderous look on his face.

"Abide by the order!"

The Jinyiwei, who followed An Jianqing, immediately picked up the musket in his hand and looked at the many sword slaves on the opposite side with fierce eyes.

"Tian'er!

”

Mrs. Ao saw Aotian fall into the sword pool and her soul was scattered.

The flames in the center of the earth could not even hold on for a moment, let alone her son?

"Discontinuation of my Ao family's incense, I don't want you to die well!

Seeing that the only bloodline in Baijian Villa was dying in front of him, Mrs. Ao went completely crazy.

The sword slaves behind him were not in the lake. After Mrs. Ao finished speaking, they all rushed to An Jianqing and his group.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

In the air, the smell of gunpowder was mixed with a strong smell of blood, filling the entire sword pool.

The new type of musket that has been improved by the Military War Department can even be seriously injured by a master like Xiongba, let alone these sword slaves from Baijian Villa?

In just a blink of an eye, everyone in Mrs. Ao was dead and could not die any more.

"Have you got it?"

Zhao Yu held the giant sword in the sword pool with one hand, and looked at An Jianqing with a vicious face.

An Jianqing reached into his arms and took out a glass brocade box from his arms.

The brocade box was covered with cold air. Even with An Jianqing's current cultivation level, he had to use his power to resist the chill emitted by the brocade box.

"This...is this?!"

Wen Nu, not far away, saw what An Jianqing took out, and his expression changed drastically.

He finally realized that Zhao Yu had thought of all the details from the very beginning.

Quenching...

Is there any divine object in this world that is more suitable than the Ice Soul of the Xia Palace?

An Jianqing waved his hand, and a ray of light flashed across the glass brocade box and headed straight for Zhao Yu.

Bang!

With a palm in the void, the glass brocade box was shattered, and a stone slightly larger than a chess piece appeared in front of everyone.

Facing the flames in the center of the earth, the stone still exudes a cold chill.

Hesit...

The coldness collided with the flames in the center of the earth, and waves of white mist instantly filled the entire sword pool.

The extremely hot sword pool gradually became gentle at this time.

"rise!

Zhao Yu shouted violently, and his internal breath flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians and finally gathered on his right hand holding the sword.

Rumble!

The sword pool was shaking, and everyone, including An Jianqing, was a little unsteady.

In the sword pool, the giant sword was pulled out by Zhao Yu, and the huge sword body made everyone dazzled.

It turns out that Zhao Yu’s goal is not the peerless sword they understand!

What he wants is the giant sword that carries a hundred years of sword spirit in this sword pool.

A three-foot giant sword, more than ten thousand pounds?!

And Zhao Yu was just standing in front of him with a sword, laughing wildly.

"Madman! This is a complete madman..."

Since Zhao Yu drew his sword, Wen Nu vaguely guessed the purpose of this guy.

But Wen Nu couldn't understand. The giant sword was so terrifying that it would be inconvenient to use it. Why did this man get the sword?

Zhao Yu, who fell to the ground, slowly raised the terrifying giant sword with one hand, and then the sword edge flashed.

The violent aura like the tide of the river and sea instantly filled the entire sword pool, and the mountains collapsed and the earth broke in an instant.

And this sword pool that has been standing in Baijian Villa for thousands of years has disappeared.

He dragged the giant sword out of the ruins of the sword pool in a dusty face. Zhao Yu grinned and said, "Damn it, is there still a need to open the way for this power?"

"Young Master, are you okay?"

Just as Zhao Yu walked out of the ruins, several figures rushed to him, and Meng asked with concern.

"It's okay, it can't be better!"

Zhao Yu grinned and said, "The peerless sword has been obtained, and the 108 black swords used to carry sword spirits have also been put into his pockets one after another.

Although this black sword without sword spirit is far inferior to a peerless sword, it is more than one step ahead of ordinary weapons.

Zhao Yu still understands the simple truth that the grains are returned to the warehouse.

This time, this trip was worth it.

"Senior Brother Yun said you are taking the sword, where is the sword?"

Nie Feng, who was standing beside him, saw that Zhao Yu was not injured, then asked relievedly.

Zhao Yu, who had a gentle smile at Meng the previous second, looked at Nie Feng with a dark face and a questioning look on his face.

"You stepped on my sword!"

"Hmm? Stepping on you...goog!

"Nie Feng followed Zhao Yu's eyes and gradually shifted his gaze to his feet.

At this moment, he was surprised to find that he was not a floor tiles under his feet, but an exaggerated black giant sword!

"Didn't I ask you to go to the back mountain of Baijian Villa first?"

Zhao Yu glanced at Bu Jingyun with some confusion and asked curiously.

"Wait for you……"

Bu Jingyun still looked at Zhao Yu coldly, but the words he said surprised everyone around him.

Nie Feng, who grew up with Bu Jingyun, looked at the senior brother with horror.

When will this cold-blooded and ruthless god of death start to care about people?

"Okay, hurry up and go to the back mountain of Baijian Villa...wait!"

Zhao Yu, who was about to leave, moved his body and came directly to a vulgar figure.

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Yu looked at the vulgar man in front of him with a mustache with a smile.

Sword greed!

Before, everyone present was injured, but Jian Tian appeared in front of everyone without any injuries.

"Since the divine weapon already has a master, I will naturally leave this sword-Baijian Villa."

Jian Tan looked at Zhao Yu with a cautious look on his face, and his cautious nature told him that this guy is not a good bird!

The reason why Zhao Yu stopped Jian Gan was even simpler.

Because Zhao Yu knew clearly that this vulgar man had an extremely cool skill!

To a large extent, the reason why Zhao Yu came to Guan Jian Villa was halfway because of Jian Geng, or the unique skill this guy mastered!

This unique skill is the flying fairy realm, one of the three major realms of swordsmanship!

If Zhao Yu remembers correctly, the level of this flying fairy realm is even higher than the nameless Heavenly Sword realm!

However, the sword greed is impure in the heart of the sword, and it does not have the blessing of a halo.

First, I can’t get the divine weapon I like, and second, although I have touched the threshold of the Feixian Realm, I cannot reach the realm of swordsmanship like Wuming!

Zhao Yu's martial arts talent is definitely not as good as Jian Tang, but he has a system backpack...

As long as the martial arts in the world are not pirated, for Zhao Yu, reaching the realm of transformation is just a blink of an eye!
Chapter completed!