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Chapter 73 A strange phenomenon appears in the sky
At this time, Bu Jingyun's left arm had been burned and charred, the fire poison had invaded his body, and he was seriously injured.

The Sword Demon took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, grabbed Bu Jingyun's left arm, lifted him up and wanted to throw him to death.

Bu Jinghong saw this and was about to step forward to rescue him, but Plastic Bu Jingyun remained calm and broke his own left arm!
Bright red blood splattered out, and then Bu Jingyun waved his right palm, and the blood instantly gathered in his palm. He used the "Cloud Disaster from the Sky" style, and the powerful palm force hit the top of the Sword Demon's head, bursting his brain!
The key to Paiyun Palm is to control qi, and it can exert its infinite power only when it encounters water.

But Bu Jinghong never expected that Bu Jinyun could be so cruel as to mutilate himself and exchange his injury for his life!
He killed the sword demon with one palm strike, and then Bu Jingyun pointed the sword finger of his right hand at his left shoulder to stop the bleeding.

Suddenly Leng Yan turned around and ran to the room next to the sword pond, took out a cloak, and rushed to Bu Jingyun who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Jian Chen hurriedly stopped her with his sword across his body and said, "Miss, what do you want?"

Wen Nu explained, "Young man, don't worry! We have no ill intentions. This fire-resistant robe is what we wear when we refine swords to protect against high temperatures. It will definitely be beneficial for him to wear it!"

Jian Chen suddenly realized, and hurriedly held the sword and bowed, saying: "Thank you, young lady!"

After saying that, he took the Fire Control Robe from Leng Yan and put it on Bu Jingyun.

As soon as Bu Jingyun put on the Fire-Controlling Robe, he felt a sudden chill emanating from inside the robe, cooling his entire body and instantly relieving the pain in his body.

Jian Chen asked with concern: "Jing Jue, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Bu Jingyun slowly opened his eyes, nodded with gratitude, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

Jian Chen said: "Don't worry, I will do my best to protect you and get you out of here safely. No one can hurt you!"

Wen Nu, who was standing by, heard this and said sincerely, "It is really a blessing for him to have a friend like you who is so loyal to him!"

Jian Chen smiled and was about to answer, but suddenly, the other side failed to get the sword, and seeing Zhong Mei and others helping outsiders, Ao Tian, ​​who was angry and humiliated, rushed to Zhong Mei, shouting angrily as he ran: "Zhong Mei! Are you doing this to rebel?"

Just now, Ao Tian retreated in the face of the enemy and gave up taking the sword, which made Zhong Mei completely disappointed. Now, he said without even turning his head, "Young Master, the ancestors of the Ao family have been indebted to the Zhong, Wen, and Leng families, so we have devoted our efforts to forging the magic sword for generations.

But now that the magic weapon has been forged, the merit has been fulfilled, as for who the sword will fall into, this is not the responsibility of the three of us!"

Zhong Mei didn't even bother to look at him. She glanced around at everyone and said in a deep and relieved voice, "Everyone, what Bu Jingyun obtained just now was the true essence of the divine sword, which is the essence of its power. But it has just been scattered among these countless black swords. Which one is the real peerless sword? Please find it by yourselves!"

The black swords in the sky fell one after another and penetrated deeply into the ground, as dense as mustard seeds, which was dazzling.

Ao Tian approached Zhong Mei like a willow tree in the wind and asked, "Zhong Mei, does that mean whoever finds the magic weapon first will own it?"

Zhong Mei nodded and said, "That's right! Whoever gets the magic weapon first will be the master of the sword!"

"Ah!" Aotian couldn't help but show his joy when he heard that. He immediately rushed into the field and searched for the peerless sword among the dense crowd of swords.

He pulled out the swords one by one and examined them carefully, thinking to himself, "I was born into a sword-making family. I have seen countless swords since I was a child. This peerless magic weapon must be unique. I am confident that I can find it!"

Madam Ao shook her head slightly and asked Zhong Mei, "Zhong Mei, Tian'er's search is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Since you are a swordsmith, do you know what is so special about this sword?"

Zhong Mei sighed and said, "Madam Ao, I have done my best to get the sword for the young master, but unfortunately, I can't tell the difference. I'm sorry!"

Madam Ao said "Oh" softly, and then asked: "Then who will be the destined owner of this sword?"

Zhong Mei said nothing, only looking at the dark clouds gradually approaching in the distant sky. After a long while, she said quietly, "There are Bole in the world, and then there are thousand-mile horses. There are many thousand-mile horses, but Bole is rare!

This peerless divine sword is like a fine horse that can steed a thousand miles. It has been forged and refined for a hundred years, and it has been waiting for its mentor all along!"

"Bole?" Madam Ao exclaimed. Her eyebrows paused, and she said with great melancholy: "Madam Ao, whether the young master can find the magic sword depends entirely on God's will!"

Madam Ao clasped her hands together, looked up to the sky, and pleaded devoutly: "I beg God to protect my son and help him get the sword smoothly..."

At this time, Ao Tian, ​​who was standing beside him, was hastily searching for the peerless divine sword among all the swords. He quickly pulled it out and examined it, saying non-stop:

"This sword is too blunt!... This one is too heavy!... This handle lacks spirit!"

Bu Jingyun, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly heard the sound of Ao Tian throwing the useless sword to the ground in anger. He suddenly woke up and opened his eyes abruptly. The first thing that caught his eye was the countless long swords on the ground beside him. He sensed this in his mind and immediately had an idea: "Sword! I want to take the sword!"

At this moment, Aotian suddenly pulled out a dazzling sword with a clang, and shouted in surprise, "This sword is crystal clear and extremely sharp. It must be a peerless sword! I found it!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the long sword, swung a circle of sword light like a whirlwind, and slashed at the several swords stuck in the ground beside him!

With a "ding-dong" sound, the three long swords were cut into two pieces by his sharp blade.

"It really can cut through iron like mud. It must be a truly peerless divine sword!"

Just when Aotian was in high spirits, Bu Jinghong summoned out a peerless sword and chopped it down with his hand.

Aotian took a step back, slightly startled and then angry, and yelled: "You bastard, you don't know what's good for you! Let me teach you a lesson about the power of the magic weapon!" It happened in a split second. Aotian immediately swung his sword and did not give in.

With a "clang" sound, the two swords collided, sparks flew, and the long sword in Aotian's hand broke into two pieces.

"Ah! This sword is not truly the best sword in the world!" He laughed in frustration and anger.

"Tian'er, don't be discouraged, keep looking!" Suddenly, Mrs. Ao encouraged Aotian.

"Zhong Mei, which sword is the real peerless divine sword?" Aotian was angry and anxious. He threw down the half broken sword in his hand in frustration, ran towards Zhong Mei and asked him anxiously.

Zhong Mei glanced at Ao Tian coldly with disdain, and said in a deep tone: "Swords themselves are neither true nor false, there is only a difference in strength, and whether it can match the swordsman!"

At this moment, Wen Nu suddenly cried out in amazement: "Ah! Look at the sky!"

Everyone looked up and saw a huge black cloud rising in the sky. The cloud was extremely thick, and wherever it covered, the earth seemed to be plunged into darkness, without any light or life at all.

The black clouds moved rapidly, and in the blink of an eye they were approaching Baijian Villa.

At the same time, at this moment, a thick fog rose up in the sword pool, covering the entire sword pool, and in the field, only Bu Jingyun was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh no, this mist is... a peerless sword! Bu Jingyun has obtained the peerless sword!"

Mrs. Ao's face suddenly changed!
"Bold Bu Jingyun, put down your sword!" Aotian shouted loudly and swung his sword, but what responded to him was an unparalleled sharp sword energy.

With just one sword strike, he cut it in half.

Bu Jinghong has always been cold-blooded and ruthless. The name "The Crying God of Death" is a reputation forged with blood and death.

Now, Aotian finally paid the price of his life for his arrogance.

(End of this chapter)