Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 820 Who Will Sacrifice For The Sword?Bu Jingyun: I

Originally Duanlang made another move at this time, and he would be able to slash the sword greedy under the sword, but he has no time to deliver this move now, because when the sword greedy was hit, another piercing sound sounded, and he sensed A strange invisible sword energy flew towards him, and he had no choice but to retreat.

Duanlang flipped his wrist, and danced a blood-red sword circle in front of his body with the Huoscale sword in his hand. The so-called setting sun is like blood, and the sword circle is like a sunset appearing in the pool of swords.

This move "Light of the Evening Sun" has no other purpose, it's just to bounce back the opponent's energy, it's quite a bit of a way to give back to the opponent.

It's just that it's different from Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, it can only bounce back, but it can't add its own skills to return the moves like Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

However, this sword energy is very powerful, even though Duanlang bounced back the move, he was also sent flying backwards by the counter-shock force.

Nie Fengbu was startled, turned his head to look, and saw the sword demon jumping up, avoiding the pulse-breaking sword energy from himself, in mid-air, stretching out his index finger, he opened the door wide open again. Duanlang shot out a sword energy.

"Chong"

"boom"

Nie Feng pulled out his saber resolutely, the saber's light suddenly appeared, and collided with the pulse-breaking sword aura. The aura exploded, and the black swords that were stabbed all over the ground were instantly smashed to pieces.

The most important thing about a peerless sword is the true essence sword soul. These black swords are just carriers. Before they are integrated into the sword soul, these black swords can be said to be fake, just a sword that is harder than ordinary long swords.

But no matter which black sword is integrated into the sword soul, it will immediately become a truly peerless sword, invincible and powerful.

"The fire is fierce on the top of the South Mountain, and the deep snow is deep in the North Sea to drink the cold. What a snow-drinking knife, what a good six tactics of the proud cold, the fire-scale sword and the snow-drinking knife, one south and one north, are so powerful that they really live up to their reputation." Sword Beside the stove, swordsmith Zhong Mei praised him.

Duan Lang and Nie Feng stood side by side, hearing Zhong Mei's words, they couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled, feeling proud.

Jian Tan angrily stared at the Sword Demon and said, "Sword Demon, this sword sacrifice is originally a matter of worshiping the Sword Villa, when will it be your turn to act?"

The Sword Demon laughed and said: "I am employed by Mrs. Ao, and the matter of worshiping the Sword Villa is my business."

Duan Lang stared at the Sword Demon and said, "Sword Demon, don't you just want my blood when you attack me? I originally planned to contribute my own blood, but it's not your turn to take it."

The Duanlang Firescale Sword stood upright, and the left palm was wiped on the blade, and the blood immediately flowed down the palm of the hand. Bleeding from being wounded by others is naturally very different from taking the initiative to bleed yourself.

Being wounded and bleeding will cause the body to be invaded by the opponent's sword energy, which will greatly reduce one's own combat power. Cutting a wound and bleeding, but it has no effect on the combat power.

The Sword Demon's face changed slightly, and he shouted: "What do you know?"

Duan Lang sneered and said: "I know everything. A peerless sword needs the three most persistent blood of greed, anger, and ignorance to forge. This so-called sword sacrifice is nothing but a sword sacrifice."

The sword demon said with a gloomy expression: "Since you know everything, you volunteered your own blood. Could it be that you are really sure that you will win the peerless sword?"

Duan Lang proudly said: "That's right, the Peerless Sword, my Tianxiahui is determined to win it, and now Jian Tan and Duguming have your Broken Vein Sword Qi, and they are powerless to fight any more. As long as you are dealt with again, the Peerless Sword will be my Tianxiahui's bag of things."

The sword demon was furious, "What an arrogant boy, I'm here today, let me see which of you can take away the peerless sword."

Just as the few people were talking, the three streams of blood were already attracted by the huge sword in the sword furnace, and spread towards the sword furnace. Wherever the blood passed, a raging flame ignited.

As soon as the three strands of persistent blood entered the sword furnace, the huge sword immediately shone brightly. From bottom to top, the originally pitch-black body of the sword turned red, and an incomparably blazing heat radiated out, causing the temperature in the sword pool to soar instantly.

At this moment, Mrs. Ao and Aotian, who were dressed in black dresses and covered their faces with black veils, arrived with a large group of disciples who worshiped the Sword Villa. When they saw the giant sword, Mrs. Ao said excitedly: "Tian'er, it's time!" , hurry up and get the sword."

"it is good."

Aotian walked towards Jianchi. Duanlang was about to stop him, but was stopped by Bu Jingyun. Bu Jingyun shook his head at him. Although Duanlang was puzzled, he still held back.

At this time, bloodletting was enough, and Nie Feng was tearing off a piece of his clothes, and bandaging Duanlang's left hand.

Aotian walked outside the sword furnace, hesitant expression appeared on his face, the temperature inside the sword furnace, just a little closer, he felt extremely burning pain, as if he wanted to burn people, if he didn't have internal energy to protect his body, he wouldn't even be able to get close to the sword furnace less than.

Zhong Mei met Aotian and said: "Master Young Master, you have to suffer a little bit to get the sword, come forward! As long as you get the peerless sword, you can dominate the martial arts world by worshiping the sword villa."

Hearing Zhong Mei's words, Ao Tian gritted his teeth, his heart froze, and he shouted: "Okay."

He jumped up and sprinted towards the hilt of the huge sword in the sword furnace. The magic soldier had a spirit, and when he sensed someone approaching, he became more blazing, and burst into orange-red flames.

"call"

"what……"

Before Aotian's hand touched the hilt of the sword, a burst of flames burned towards him, and Aotian's cloak was immediately ignited. With a cry of pain, Aotian flew back backwards, quickly untied the cloak and threw it out.

Aotian's face was full of horror, that fiery power was not only reflected on the outside, but also wanted to invade his body along his arm and burn him to ashes. Fortunately, he retreated decisively, otherwise he would be dead .

Mrs. Ao walked quickly to Aotian's side, and said angrily: "Tian'er, as the young owner of the Sword Worship Villa, you must win this sword, and you must endure the little pain."

Aotian said in horror: "The heat of the sword pool is unbearable, this sword is impossible to obtain, but mother, you have to believe me, worship the sword villa, I will definitely let it dominate the martial arts, there is no need for any magical weapons .”

Mrs. Ao scolded angrily: "Sophistry, you can't bear a bit of hardship, you have disappointed me so much."

"A little bitterness? That's a little bitterness? That kind of heat is enough to burn people to ashes, mother, I don't want to die." Aotian looked at Mrs. Ao firmly, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, could it be that in his mother's heart, Is the life of my own son not as good as dominating the martial arts world?

Mrs. Ao hated iron for being weak and said: "The Ao family is looking forward to a century-old opportunity, you can't give up! My God."

Aotian stared at Mrs. Ao for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Mother, don't force me." After speaking, he turned around and walked away.

"God..."

The swordsmith Zhong Mei and the sword guard Wen Nu looked at each other and sighed in unison. Zhong Mei sighed, "Ah, who wouldn't want to have a peerless sword and dominate the martial arts world? But who... is willing to sacrifice for the sword? ?”

As soon as Zhong Mei finished speaking, Bu Jingyun said expressionlessly, "Me."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Jianlu. Zhong Mei Wennu's expression lifted, and his eyes lit up when he saw Bu Jingyun, who was walking firmly without any hesitation.

Three generations of Zhong Wen's family spent a hundred years building this sword. Naturally, they hoped that a virtuous lord could obtain it and let it shine. Only in this way can they live up to the efforts of the two families for a hundred years!
(End of this chapter)