The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 437 Capture the Sword
Their family was slaves in their time, and they have forged swords for Baijian Villa in this sword pool for hundreds of years, so they naturally have some abilities that others cannot understand!

And this sword language is one of them.

They have been exposed to swordsmithing since childhood. Among the swordsmiths of all ages, there will be one or two people who can understand the sound of the long sword.

In the sword pool, the trembling sound of the embryo of this peerless sword is not a sign of success, but a cry of cracking! !

"wrong!!"

Wen Nu immediately jumped over Mrs. Ao, staring anxiously at the huge sword embryo in the sword pond.

At this moment, the trembling of the sword embryo became more and more intense, so that the entire sword pond shook with the trembling at this moment.

"Wen Nu, what happened?"

Madam Ao naturally understood the swordsmith in front of her, and knew that something had changed.

"The sword soul of the peerless sword is dissipating, what is the problem?"

Wen Nu stared at Jianchi closely, looking anxious.

"dissipate?!"

Mrs. Ao was taken aback, then quickly stepped forward, looked at Wen Nu and asked sharply: "What do you mean, please explain clearly!"

"Ma'am, once this sword soul dissipates, the peerless sword will not be able to get out of the gate, and the hundreds of years of painstaking efforts in worshiping the sword villa will be destroyed in one fell swoop!"

Wen Nu didn't hide anything, and directly revealed everything he knew.

"what?!"

Everyone was taken aback by Wen Nu's words.

The peerless sword was right in front of him, but the swordsmith told everyone that this sword could be destroyed at any time.

"Where is the problem?"

Mrs. Ao didn't care about the difference between men and women, and grabbed Wen Nu by the collar with a ferocious expression.

This is the proud family, the opportunity that Baijian Villa has been waiting for for a hundred years!

For this sword, Sword Worship Villa not only spent countless manpower and material resources, but even the swordsmith almost died.

This is also the reason why Sword Worship Villa will wither in the past hundred years.

Many skilled swordsmiths died in this pool of swords!

"Blood……"

As expected of a swordsmith, Wen Nu discovered the clues at a glance after calming down.

Three Poison Bloodlines! !

Everyone looked at the blood flowing towards Jianchi.

Especially Mrs. Ao, when Wen Nu said that word, she immediately thought of the key point.

Greed, hatred, ignorance...

Sword greed corresponds to 'greed', Bu Jingyun corresponds to 'anger'.

But this 'idiot' has never been found in Baijian Villa.

Duanlang, who originally possessed this bloodline, died early in Zhao Yu's hands.

In order not to let the Sword Worship Villa wither away, Mrs. Ao chose a few well-known swordsmen to replace the last poison.

It now appears that this move was too naive.

Everyone looked at Jianchi helplessly, their eyes full of pity.

But this thing, no one can do anything about it!
Whoosh!
Just when everyone was in despair, a figure rushed towards Jianchi.

Seeing the people rushing towards Jianchi, everyone was confused, but Bu Jingyun was slightly relieved.

It was Zhao Yu who came.

Approaching the sword pool, the inscriptions on Zhao Yu's body flashed, and a golden bell enveloped his whole body indistinctly.

"Fortunately it came in time!"

Zhao Yu swept to the outside of the sword pool, and waved his right hand towards the sword pool.

A cloud of blood instantly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It's just that the blood mist came quickly and went even faster. Under the fire in the center of the earth, it was scorched and dissipated before the blood mist approached.

But Zhao Yu didn't stop at all, as he waved his hands, clouds of blood mist followed one after another.

In the sword pool, the blood essence that was originally circulating outside the pool was also drawn by an unknown force, and gradually merged with the blood mist emanating from Zhao Yu's hands.

"Three poison blood?"

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and a look of disdain flashed across his face.

But at this time, the sword pool trembled more violently, and the trembling sound of the sword embryo in the sword pool was even more ear-piercing.

"Wen Nu, this is..."

Madam Ao looked at the sword embryo that was trembling more and more violently, and turned to look at Wen Nu.

Wen Nu looked excited, and said tremblingly: "The tempering is successful, the magic weapon is broken!!"

"It's done?"

After Madam Ao heard this, she immediately looked at the sword demon beside her.

At the same time, on the huge sword embryo erected in the flames of the sword pool, a bright sword light flew out, and the sword energy condensed and did not disperse.

"It's Sword Soul!"

Wen Nu on the side recognized the origin of the sword light at a glance.

The peerless sword that gathered the blood of the three poisons, and the peerless magic weapon that gathered the painstaking efforts of generations of people in Baijian Villa, finally succeeded!

With a movement of the sword demon's figure, he instantly darted towards the condensed sword soul.

Bu Jingyun, Jian Tan, and the less seriously injured swordsmen also jumped up.

However, Bu Jingyun is relatively close to the Sword Pool, so he is very hopeful that he can hold the Sword Soul before everyone else!

"you dare!!"

Seeing that Bu Jingyun was about to grab the sword soul, the sword demon behind him immediately handed out a pulse-breaking sword energy to Bu Jingyun.

However, Sword Demon still underestimated Bu Jingyun.

The Duanmai sword energy smoothly pierced Bu Jingyun's shoulder blade, but it failed to stop Bu Jingyun at all!

This guy is a ruthless person who can forcefully tear off his own arm. This pulse-breaking sword energy is really not enough to watch.

Looking around, when Bu Jingyun's hand was about to touch the sword soul, Zhao Yu appeared beside him.

"Try to get as close to the sword pool as possible, and with the help of the temperature of the red flames in the center of the earth, you can break through the triple burner entrance on your unicorn arm!"

Before Bu Jingyun, Zhao Yu was the first to grasp the flying sword soul.

When Bu Jingyun saw the person in front of him clearly, he knew that he had nothing to do with Jue Shi Hao Qi.

But fortunately Zhao Yu still has great use in keeping him, so it can be regarded as showing him a bright way.

Although the right arm was replaced with a unicorn arm, Bu Jingyun understood that the right arm was actually just a burden since the Sanjiao Entrance was not opened.

"Go back to me!!"

Just as Bu Jingyun retreated back to the sword pond and was about to break through the Sanjiao entrance, there was a loud shout from above his head.

The people around were instantly stunned.

I saw that guy who came out halfway forced the sword soul into the sick giant sword in the center of the sword pool!

The huge sword in the center of the sword pool trembled, as if trying to force out the sword soul.

Zhao Yu, who was in mid-air, frowned, and a golden awn of rumors suddenly condensed on the right arm of the sword soul.

inch by inch...

The sword spirit that had already drawn out the giant sword was gradually pushed back by Zhao Yu forcefully.

Around the sword pool, the one hundred and eight black swords used to carry the sword soul began to tremble.

"You..."

Wen Nu saw that the sword soul returned to the giant sword again, and seemed to have vaguely noticed something, and his face changed drastically in an instant.

And Zhao Yu waved his big hand again amidst everyone's horrified eyes.

Two cold lights appeared in front of Zhao Yu.Of these two cold lights, one is as transparent as glass, and the other is as red as blood!

Wen Nu, who is the swordsmith of the Sword Worship Villa, recognized it at a glance. The two cold lights should be two broken sword fragments.

(End of this chapter)