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Chapter 152 Sword Name Tianchi
When Aotian was remembering his deceased mother, Zhu Cheng appeared in front of Aotian like a ghost, and said sadly: "The five-year period has come, and someone has come to get the sword."

Zhu Cheng's action frightened Aotian into a shiver, he hurriedly used his sword to protect himself, and jumped back three feet away.

After waiting to see clearly that it was Zhu Cheng, Ao Tian breathed a sigh of relief.Scary people can scare people to death.

"Aotian has met Your Excellency." Although Aotian clasped his fists in salute, there was no trace of respect on his face.Aotian is proud by nature, he has been invincible all over the world with the magic sword in his hand these years, and he will not put people in the world in his eyes.

Zhu Cheng frowned slightly, and then said: "Give me the sword." Zhu Cheng reached out to ask Aotian for the magic sword.

"Did you say it was him?" Aotian raised the magic sword, and the sword pointed directly at Zhu Cheng.

"Why, do you want to break the contract?" Zhu Cheng said coldly, and Zhu Cheng deeply hated the treachery.

"Hehehe..." Aotian neither admitted nor denied, just smiled, and the smile was a little penetrating.But it can be seen that he picked up a jar of wine and poured it from the hilt of the sword. The wine flowed along the body of the sword, flowed through the blade and tip of the sword, and finally fell to the ground.

Aotian took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the magic sword gently and carefully, as if saying goodbye to him for the last time.

"call out"

"This sword will not be given!" Aotian pointed at Zhu Cheng with a firm gaze.

"Okay, very good." Now that you have made a decision, you must have the consciousness of death. "You go first, so that I can see the power of this sword." Zhu Cheng stood with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to Aotian at all.

"Shhhhhhh..." Aotian will not be polite, the magic sword in his hand is slashing at Zhu Cheng, only to hear the sound of gold and iron, Zhu Cheng releases the protective energy to help himself, let Aotian do his best It can't break its protective energy.

"Blood Sword has such a great name, but it's only this level of strength?" Zhu Cheng sneered, if it is such a rudimentary practice, it would be too disappointing, and it is not worthy of the same name as Duanlang.

"Drink!" Aotian couldn't bear the arrogance, and the sword in his hand slashed even more frantically, and in the end he fell into a state of madness.Those eyes also turned completely blood red, Aotian was like Nie Feng having a mad blood attack, and his skill increased several times in an instant.

"Boom!" With Aotian's sword slashing down, Zhu Cheng's protective energy was finally broken.

"That's interesting." Zhu Cheng nodded, interested.At last, the Men's Black Iron was not wasted. After the sword is finished, it has its own magic, which can help the owner to increase his skill greatly. Although he will lose himself and only know how to kill, it is just that his will is weak and his mind has a flaw.

"Ding" Zhu Cheng also pointed out that Cheng Jian and the Demon Sword were facing each other, and suddenly a tingling sensation came, although it did not bleed, it showed that the Demon Sword was sharp.

"Sharp enough, good." Zhu Cheng gave a big praise, and then flicked on the magic sword with his fingers, only to hear a "buzz" sound from the sword, which was shocking.

"It really is a good sword." Zhu Cheng is very satisfied with his sword. The sword worshiping villa is worthy of being a sword-making family that has been passed down for a hundred years, and it has forged a good sword.

"Aotian, for the sake of your forging a good sword, if you return the sword at this time, I will spare your life." Zhu Cheng said, he doesn't care about Aotian's life and death, if Aotian knows current affairs He can also let Aotian live.

"Ah!" The one who answered Zhu Cheng was a more powerful sword, and there was no discussion at all.

Looking for a dead end, Zhu Cheng was also helpless, seeing a sword stabbing him, Zhu Cheng did not choose to dodge, but clamped the magic sword with his fingers.

With just a light pinch, the magic sword will not be able to advance a single point, regardless of Aotian's luck and all his skills.

"Drink!" Zhu Cheng yelled loudly, and immediately a burst of sword energy hit Aotian's chest.

"噗嗤" the sword energy pierced through the chest, and Aotian fell down immediately, his right hand clutching his chest seemed extremely painful.

With the magic sword out of his hand, Aotian's eyes also returned to normal, and he also recovered his mind.

"Huhe, hehe..." Aotian groaned in pain, his eyes fixed on the magic sword held by Zhu Cheng, and his left hand stretched as hard as he could to get back the magic sword.

"Mother, mother, mother" Listen carefully, but Aotian is calling mother.The magic sword was created by his mother with her life. To him, this sword is of great significance. It is the continuation of his mother's spirit. What a great sacrifice he made.

Mrs. Ao should give all the credit for the great reputation he created for the Bleeding Sword.

It can be said that the significance of the magic sword to Aotian is far greater than Zhu Cheng's need for the sword.In Zhu Cheng's hands, the magic sword is a sharp weapon to help him kill, but to Aotian, the magic sword is his mother, the place where his mother's soul rests.

So Ao Tianming knew that even if he had the magic sword in his hand, he would not be able to defeat Zhu Cheng, and he still broke the contract, hitting the stone with an egg without hesitation.

"Mother, the child is not filial. But the child is really tired, and the child wants to rest, can you forgive the child?" Aotian looked at the sky and muttered to himself, and then died.He walked with his eyes closed, he was too tired and needed a rest.

"Om—" Seeing Aotian's life and death, the Demon Sword wailed incessantly, perhaps Mrs. Ao's soul was really attached to the Demon Sword.

Zhu Cheng did not stop the mourning of the magic sword, and Jian had the right to say goodbye.After the final farewell, the sword belongs to Zhu Cheng and will no longer have anything to do with anyone.

Everyone calls it the magic sword, but it is more like a 'sentimental sword'.Will cry and laugh, with blood and tears.

"Zhong Mei pays homage to Young Master." Just as the demon sword screamed, the swordsmith Zhong Mei came out, saluted Zhu Cheng respectfully, and then bent down to collect Aotian's body.

He is also bold, dare to stand up at this juncture, and is not afraid that Zhu Cheng will kill him with a sword; he is also loyal, everyone in the entire Jianjian Villa is in danger, only Zhong Mei dares to stand up regardless of his own life.

"Alas, once a century-old family is mourned, all the fame and wealth will return to the dust." Zhong Mei sighed this sentence with emotion.

Thinking about how brilliant this Sword Worshiping Villa is, and what kind of prestige it is in the Jianghu, but after all, it is no match for one person, no match for a finger.

"Next." Zhu Cheng took out a token from his pocket and threw it to Zhong Mei, it was the token of the Tianxiahui.

Over the years, Sword Worship Villa has expanded too fast, with enemies all over the place. Without Aotian, they will soon attack Sword Worship Villa. As a swordsman, Zhu Cheng, a swordsmith holy place, cannot bear to see it collapse.

With this token, I dare not say anything about other sites, but the land of Baijian Villa will definitely be kept, unless someone desperately rushes to provoke the world's largest martial arts force.

"Sword Worship Villa can only cast swords, only swords. From today, Sword Worship Villa has been renamed 'Sword Forge Villa', and you are not allowed to participate in the struggle for power and profit in the rivers and lakes." Aotian is not here, and he has no bloodline heirs, Zhong Mei The chief swordsmith of Worship Sword Villa has become the head of the family, and he is holding the token of the World Council, so at this moment, everyone in Worship Sword Villa is the only one looking forward to him.

From tonight, the sword-worshiping villa ceased to exist and became the "Sword Casting Villa". There is no longer a villa owner, only a swordsmith, and the person with the highest status is the chief swordsmith.

"Everyone in Jianghu calls you Demon Sword, but now you have returned to my hands, but you want to change your name." Zhu Cheng said to Jian.

"Om—" Hearing Zhu Cheng's words, the magic sword blew, and the word 'magic sword' on the sword disappeared. It was waiting for Zhu Cheng to name him.

"Tianchi, from now on you will be called Tianchi." Tianchi was the first sword Zhu Cheng used, and it was also a sword that changed his destiny for him. Giving the magic sword is enough to show that Zhu Cheng is very satisfied with it.

Master, I will surely resound the name of Tianchi throughout the world, and you old man will never misjudge anyone.

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