Because Lin Tianheng's disguise in front of Wuming was so good, Jian Chen subconsciously gave up his doubts about the general and the ice emperor. After all, he was the one who came with Lin Tianheng in the same boat, so he shouldn't be a bad person.
However, the next moment, Jian Chen was brutally slapped in the face.
I just heard the Ice King saying viciously to the people on the shore: "Didn't I just tell you to leave as soon as possible? Why don't you leave?"
After everyone heard this, they realized that the person who had just spoken a few miles away was the Ice King.
"Your Excellency, you are too domineering." Someone said, as if he was afraid of the Ice King's unpredictable skills. This person was just mixed in the crowd, making it difficult to tell who said these words.
The Ice King just smiled coldly and stretched out a claw. The cold claw force seemed to be able to freeze everything, and instantly crushed the head of the person who spoke. After practicing the "Sacred Heart Art", he already had outstanding talent in martial arts.
, the strength has already reached a higher level.
"I'm so overbearing. If I don't leave, I don't have to leave." The Ice King grinned, looking like a devil to everyone.
"He just said something, why should you kill me?" Jian Chen, as the only righteous young man in the scene, couldn't help but jump out to uphold justice.
"Hehe, just because I want to kill people." Ice King sneered, "Boy, do you want to help them?"
The Ice King is a cold-blooded and ruthless person. He has been frozen for more than ten years, and the anger in his heart has already accumulated to the extreme. He could not vent it in Tianmen before. Now that someone has offended him, how can he show mercy.
"Everyone can kill such a devil. Young hero Jian Chen, you must uphold justice for us!" A group of people in the world immediately took advantage of the situation. They were extremely afraid of the Ice Emperor's strength, so Jian Chen
There is nothing better than helping them out.
"Ice King, don't waste time with them. The Lord's order is for us to retrieve the peerless sword. It has delayed the Lord's important event. You and I cannot bear this responsibility." The god general said in a cold voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the God General's entire body turned into a bolt of blood-colored lightning, and explosive fire energy surged out like burning the sky and boiling the sea. The unstoppable fire and thunder energy immediately spread across the field, harvesting lives wantonly.
In just the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred people were brutally murdered by the god general, their brains splattered, and they died horribly.
"It's so cruel. I don't know where my father subdued this fierce man." Lin Xingkong thought to himself that the strength of the divine general is probably even greater than his.
When the Ice King saw this, he did not dare to show any weakness, and immediately activated his skills to the extreme. Under the violent spitting of his true energy, two huge ice claws suddenly formed in the air, and then he grabbed everyone with a bang.
Ordinary people in the martial arts world were unable to withstand the powerful force and icy air on the crampons. They were either reduced to balls of bloody mud or frozen into ice sculptures. Only Tonghuang relied on his powerful skills to survive.
He managed to escape a disaster.
"You are quite interesting, little kid." The Ice Emperor's curious gaze made the Child Emperor's scalp tingle. He just wanted to seize the peerless sword, but he never imagined that he would encounter such a terrifying and perverted master.
Bitter!
"You... you..." Jian Chen entered the world for the first time. He had never seen such a bloody scene of massacre. He didn't know what to say. He could only stare at the general and Bing Han with his eyes wide open.
The Ice Emperor glanced at Jian Chen, a young man who didn't know the world, with disdain, and then said to the remaining people: "Get out of here!"
After hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been granted amnesty, and rushed towards their respective ships without looking back, as if they were afraid that if they were any slower, they would be eaten alive by the two men. The scene of the massacre just frightened them too much.
In order to successfully complete the task assigned by Lin Tianheng, Shen Jiang and Bing Han did not dare to delay any more, so they rushed towards the sword pool without taking action against Jian Chen who had just spoken so brazenly.
"Junior sister, this..." Looking at the backs of the two people, Jian Chen could only turn her head to look at Lin Ziqing. After all, these two people were from her ancestors.
"Let's go, little brother, this is how the world is." Lin Jianqing patted Jian Chen on the shoulder, shook his head and sighed.
Lin Ziqing didn't say anything. She was just afraid of delaying witnessing the birth of the peerless sword, so she hurriedly chased after the general and the Ice Emperor. Lin Xingkong and the other five followed immediately.
Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, and after sighing, he finally had no choice but to follow.
When everyone felt the sword pool, Bu Jingyun was fighting against Sword Demon and Aotian one against two.
Seeing that the peerless sword had not yet been born, Shen Jiang and Bing Han breathed a sigh of relief and immediately began to watch the three-man battle.
Aotian felt Bu Jingyun's tyrannical palm power, and his heart was filled with surprise and doubt. During the last battle in Fengxi Village, Bu Jingyun was not as strong as he is today. He was able to fight one against two without even losing.
How did Aotian know that Bu Jingyun not only regained his heart to fight because of Kong Ci's death, but also opened two cheats in a short period of time and obtained the Qilin Arm and part of the "Sacred Heart Art"?
An unimaginable improvement!
Facing such a tyrannical Bu Jingyun, the sword demon had no choice but to mobilize all his true energy and use the strongest layer of "Pulse-Breaking Sword Qi" which had not been used in many years!
"Bu Jingyun, suffer death!" The sword demon roared, confident that Bu Jingyun would never be able to take his sword.
Facing such a rapid and violent attack, Bu Jingyun could only use his left arm to catch it, and suddenly a red light suddenly lit up on it, and the surging fire power spurted out from Qilin's arm like a stormy wave, which seemed to be more powerful than the fire pool.
The flames are even more terrifying!
With the power of the Qilin Arm, Bu Jingyun forced the sword demon back with one palm. He immediately turned to look at Aotian, his sworn enemy.
Looking at Bu Jingyun's death-like gaze, Ao Tian felt a strong sense of fear in his heart for no reason, as if his life was already dominated by Bu Jingyun.
"Die!" Bu Jingyun yelled crazily, but he did not use his special skill of Paiyun Palm, but used his finger as a sword to stab Aotian in the heart, and what he used was actually a nameless and inexplicable sword.
The grief of Dharma is inexplicable!
When Xiongba slaughtered Huojiazhuang, Bu Jingyun was lucky enough to be saved by Wuming who was passing by. Later, when Wuming taught Jian Chen, he secretly learned Wuming's stunt and used it to defeat Jian Chen, who was far superior to him in martial arts at the time.
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Although Jian Chen is suspected of letting go, it also shows that Bu Jingyun has a profound understanding of this move, because the power of this move comes from the emotion of "sorrow", and only those who have truly experienced the inexplicable grief can exert the power of this move.
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It is precisely because of this that Jian Chen, who has always had smooth sailing, has never learned this technique, because he has never experienced the horror and power of grief.
"Ah, the grief is indescribable, he was... Jingjue!" Jianchen, who happened to see this sword, immediately recognized Bu Jingyun as his childhood friend Huo Jingjue, and also wanted to understand why Bu Jingyun
He must carry out the act of killing his master in a treasonous manner, because Xiong Ba has a grudge against him to destroy his family.
But at this time, Bu Jingyun didn't know that Jian Chen, his former friend, had arrived. He even couldn't sense anything in the outside world. He was transforming all the grief he had felt since birth into an extremely powerful force, stabbing out
This touching sword.
Even Wuming had to admit that Bu Jingyun was definitely the perfect successor to this sword. Neither Jian Chen nor Lin Ziqing had experienced the grief that Bu Jingyun had experienced.
Even Lin Ziqing, who has not been favored since childhood, is already much, much happier than Ting Ting Jingyun.
After Bu Jingyun's biological father was deceived by Xiao Sanxiao and went to Japan, his mother became very unhappy with this child who couldn't cry. After remarrying to Huo Butian, she became even more disgusted with this scumbag.
During Bu Jingyun's very dark childhood, only a ray of light shone through, and this ray of light was his adoptive father Huo Butian. Huo Butian regarded him as his own son and named him Huo Jingjue.
Zhuang passed it to him.
However, all of this was ruined by Xiongba. Just because Huo Butian was unwilling to submit to Tianxiahui, he ended up being destroyed.
In order to avenge his adoptive father, Bu Jingyun changed his name and surname and sneaked into Tianxiahui. He worked hard for more than ten years before killing Xiongba and avenging his great revenge. Just when he thought he would live happily with Kong Ci, his dream was broken again.
And this person is Aotian.
So now, Aotian is suffering from the shocking moves that Bu Jingyun used to express his life's sorrow. One sword has ruined all his hopes of revitalizing the Ao family, as well as his life.
Aotian looked at the bloody hole in his heart opened by Bu Jingyun's sword energy, and seemed unable to accept such a result. He tried hard to raise his head, but was unable to do so, and then he collapsed suddenly.
"Tian'er!" The sword demon's eyes immediately turned scarlet and scary. Out of his love for Mrs. Ao, he had long treated Ao Tian as his own son, even closer than his own son Zhishen. He also treated Ao Tian as his own son.
He couldn't accept the tragic death of Aotian at the hands of Bu Jingyun. As a result, all his efforts for more than ten years were in vain. Mrs. Ao would never forgive him!
"Bu Jingyun, give me your life!" The sword demon roared wildly, and his whole body was like a madman. In an incomprehensible state of grief, he actually burst out with amazing fighting power, as if he was burning his life.
Twelve or even fifteen percent of the skill.
Bu Jingyun, who had just avenged Kong Ci, did not react for a moment. He was hit in the back door by the sword demon's life-saving blow, and a large mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.
If he were an ordinary warrior, he would probably be knocked out of his wits immediately after receiving such a fatal blow. However, Bu Jingyun had practiced part of the "Sacred Heart Art" and his vitality was much stronger than that of ordinary people. He was only seriously injured by this blow.
"Surprised!" Jian Chen shouted, and immediately rushed to Bu Jingyun's side, protecting him behind him, guarding against the sword demon who might attack again at any time.
The blow just now seemed to have consumed all the sword demon's skill and mental energy, and he suddenly fell down, unable to get up again.
Seeing that the sword demon had lost the ability to attack, Jian Chen just looked at Bu Jingyun and checked his situation.
"Jingxue, how are you?" Jian Chen asked anxiously.
Perhaps because he heard this name that had not been mentioned for many years, Bu Jingyun knew that the person coming was a trustworthy old friend, and immediately fainted in Jian Chen's arms.
Just when Jian Chen wanted to further check Bu Jingyun's injuries, the huge stone sword in the center of the sword pool suddenly emitted a dazzling light that shot up to the sky. It turned out that the blood spurted by Bu Jingyun was just enough to collect the blood of the three poisons.
A good sword is born!
"It's done, the peerless sword is done!" Swordsmith Zhong Mei shouted excitedly. The hard work of several generations of swordsmiths at Worship Sword Villa finally glowed with unparalleled brilliance in his hands, and his heart was filled with glory.
"Is that a peerless sword?" Hearing Zhongmei's roar, the general and Binghan appeared beside him as if teleporting, and asked with a frown, after all, the stone sword was too big, what kind of giant could use it?
The two of them immediately felt like they had been tricked when they picked up a huge sword that was tens of feet high. This made them go back to regain their lives with Lin Tianheng.
"The peerless sword is in that stone sword. Whoever can take it out will be the master of the peerless sword." Zhong Mei said excitedly, and then looked around, only to find that his young master Aotian had fallen in a pool of blood.
Middle, no breath.
However, Zhong Mei is not discouraged. After all, Sword Worship Villa is famous for giving away swords. Not only will they not help the owner of their own village win the sword, they may even help the sword owner deal with one of his own people, because forging swords and choosing a master for the sword are important.
Their ultimate belief, even the boss who provides him with food and drink, cannot desecrate this belief!
"Then why don't you quickly put out the fire so that we can get the sword?" the Ice Emperor said impatiently.
"The fire must not be extinguished, otherwise the work will be in vain. Only the person who can take out the sword in the fire is the true owner of the peerless sword." Zhongmei said seriously.
"You..." The Ice King was about to get angry, but the God General stopped him.
"The birth of the divine weapon is extraordinary. It is not surprising that there are such restrictions." The divine general looked at the huge stone sword in the field and said slowly, "If you are afraid, let me take this sword."
"What a joke, how could I be afraid? Just watch me take the sword." The Ice Emperor snorted coldly and flew towards the stone sword.
Seeing this, the god general smiled slightly, with a cunning look in his eyes. How could a stupid guy like the Ice King be compared to him? No wonder he had to be frozen for more than ten years.
Before he even got close to the giant sword, the Ice King felt an unbearably hot wave of fire rushing from every exposed skin on his body towards his flesh and blood.
The Ice King had to use his most profound skill, the Snow Blood Claw, to try to create a large amount of ice to help lower the surrounding temperature.
Unfortunately, the temperature in the fire pool was so high that it seemed like it could melt all things. The Ice Emperor's icy essence could not even condense into ice, so it turned into wisps of white air, and then disappeared without a trace.
When the Ice King's hand had just invaded within three feet of the stone sword, he could no longer bear the blazing flames in the sword pool. If he continued to take the sword by force, his body would suffer irreversible damage, so he could only turn back and fight.
Go back and give up taking the sword.
"I'd better take it later." The god general laughed and flew into the pool of fire flowing with gold and stones.
"I want to see what you can do." The Ice King said disdainfully. He didn't believe that the divine general could be much stronger than him. Since he couldn't pick up the sword, the divine general definitely couldn't do it either.
When the god general entered the fire pool, a red light suddenly lit up around him, as if he was going to blend into the surrounding flames.
"No wonder this guy is so arrogant, it turns out it's just relying on his skills." The Ice King curled his lips and said. The skills he practiced were the mainstream ice attributes in Tianmen. Although ice and fire are incompatible, under the absolute advantage of flames,
His ice may not be as good as the divine general's fire. After all, if you can't beat it, it will blend in, and maybe it will have miraculous effects.
As expected, the Divine General walked farther than the Ice King, and seemed to easily cross the three-foot chasm that was like a natural chasm when the Ice King took the sword. However, when the Divine General forcefully put his hand within the three-inch range of the stone sword,
His hand suddenly and violently burned, and the entire hand was instantly engulfed in flames. At this moment, his immortal body was completely unable to withstand the powerful fire, and he had to retreat in embarrassment.
"It seems you don't have any good ideas." The Ice King looked at the God General's right hand that was burned black and teased with a smile, as if he was laughing at his overestimation of his abilities.
The god general did not speak, just snorted coldly, and then gathered his true energy on his right hand, and his burned palm miraculously recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I'll give it a try." Lin Xingkong thought that he would have a rough skin and thick flesh after being tempered by Qilin's blood, so he thought of giving it a try himself.
However, Lin Xingkong had the body of a unicorn, but he did not have the courage to take the sword forward. After his whole body was on fire, he also retreated.
Lin Xingkong was defeated, not to mention the other four.
For a moment, the place became quiet, and everyone was thinking about how to retrieve the sword from the pool of molten gold and cast iron with a mortal body.
At this moment, the Scarlet Flame Divine Sword in Lin Ziqing's hand seemed to sense what the owner was thinking, and suddenly flashed a red light. This red light was not eye-catching, and even against the backdrop of the flames of the fire pool, it was not noticed by others.
However, after the red light flashed, the huge stone sword in the fire pool moved strangely. A crack penetrated the entire stone sword from top to bottom, and something seemed to be breaking out of it.
"What's going on?!" the irritable Ice King grabbed Zhongmei and asked sharply.
"This... I don't know either." Zhong Mei looked surprised. He did not expect such a change to occur.
With a loud noise, the stone sword burst into pieces, and a dark long sword appeared in the fire, which was the true essence of the peerless sword.
The moment the peerless sword essence appeared, thousands of identical black swords inserted in the huge field seemed to sense something and trembled at the same time.
Suddenly, the true essence in the blazing fire flew out on its own, which surprised everyone who saw it.
The Ice King and the God General stood up at the same time and pounced on the fast-flying true essence. Just when they were about to catch it, it penetrated through their palms. How could their bodies catch it?
You have to hold on to your true energy!
The true energy passed through the two of them without any hindrance and continued to move quickly through the sword pool, seemingly looking for something.
Just when everyone was confused, a heavy black sword suddenly flew up and merged with the true essence in mid-air. This sword was the true essence of the peerless sword. The true essence and true essence were combined, and the true peerless sword was born.
Already.
After the two merged, the peerless sword seemed to lose its power to fly and fell straight down.
Lin Ziqing subconsciously stretched out her hand to catch it, and the peerless sword happened to fall into her palm.
"He is worthy of being a swordsman prodigy that his father valued. He can even throw the divine sword automatically." Lin Xingkong sighed with emotion. They were busy for a long time and didn't even touch the sword. Lin Ziqing just stood here, a peerless sword.
It automatically fell into her hands. Why is there such a big gap between people?
Shen Jiang and Bing Han looked at each other. They knew that Lin Ziqing was Lin Tianheng's descendant, so naturally it was impossible to snatch the peerless sword from her, so they could only give up the credit this time.
"Choose the master of the divine sword, the divine sword has a spirit!" Zhong Mei shouted belatedly, using all his strength to break free from Binghan's control, and then knelt down to Lin Ziqing and the peerless sword.
Sincerity, even the Ice Emperor couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
Lin Ziqing looked at the peerless sword in her right hand, then looked at the Scarlet Flame Divine Sword in her left hand, and seemed to understand something instantly.
The mediocre Scarlet Flame Divine Sword showed no reaction, hiding its merit and fame.