The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

The man shook Jian Gu's hand away, and said coldly: "What does this matter have to do with you?"

Jian Tan was not angry, and said with a smile: "For you, a beauty like Mrs. Ao is the treasure of your heart, but in my Jian Tan's eyes, only the world's famous sword can make my heart move, and I want to get a peerless favor." Sword, you must first gather the blood of the three poisons, presumably, Mrs. Ao also wants to use this excuse to attract the Patriarch of the Supreme Palace!"

Mrs. Ao patted the stone table, and said coldly: "That's right, that's exactly what I planned. No matter who it is, as long as they kill Han Chen, they can get a peerless sword!"

Jian Tan smiled with great interest, took out a dagger, and slashed lightly on his wrist, the dark red blood flowed into the porcelain bottle he had prepared earlier.

Jian Tan hastily bandaged the wound, and handed the porcelain bottle to Madam Ao.

The man looked at Mrs. Ao with some hesitation, suppressed his displeasure, and said, "In this case, the only thing we can do is to forge a peerless sword first. At that time, no matter what the situation is, I will fight to the death!"

At this moment, under the green willow, a black figure flashed past.

None of the three felt surprised, Madam Ao even said, "What's the matter?"

The man in black clasped his hands and said, "Here we are!"

Madam Ao's eyes lit up, and she said, "Which one?"

"Hate!"

Before Mrs. Ao said anything, Jian Tan stood up first and said, "Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Tan dodged and disappeared in place.

The man took a deep look at Mrs. Ao, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

Chapter 50: All Come Together (3/3)

Orioles chirped softly, and the tall green willows in the courtyard wall looked particularly eye-catching.

Duanlang held the Huolin sword in his hand, looked up at the green willows, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Looking back at Han Chen who was still sitting in the carriage, Han Chen nodded slightly to him.

Duan Lang nodded, and said loudly: "The patriarch of the royal family is here, please quickly open the gate of the Sword Villa!"

During the speech, Duanlang transported his mighty true essence, and the sound waves rolled, instantly spreading to every corner of Baijian Villa~.

The people in the whole villa were in an uproar.

Everyone knows that Aotian, the young master of Baijian Villa, died in the Supreme Palace, and now that his revenge has not been avenged, this Patriarch of the Supreme Palace dares to send him to his door!

Mrs. Ao tightly clutched the handkerchief, and with a 'chi' sound, the handkerchief was torn in half by her.

"Han Chen!"

Mrs. Ao's eyes were full of murderous intent, her voice was almost squeezed out between her teeth.

On the stone table beside him, he slapped heavily and said loudly, "Come on!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Immediately, more than a hundred men in black rushed over from a distance.

These people's skills are extremely agile, and the aura they exude is also thick and deep. At first glance, they are rare masters in the world.

Mrs. Ao looked at these people, glanced back and forth, and said: "You are the last reliance of my sword villa. If the owner of the villa is alive, I will definitely lead you to attack the Supreme Palace. Unfortunately, I am just a mere girl , the heavy responsibility of avenging the young master is on your shoulders!"

In the lead, a masked man in black clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, ma'am, Han Chen is a life-and-death enemy with us, and today is his death day!"

Mrs. Ao nodded heavily, and turned sideways to the men in black.

Whoosh whoosh!

Those men in black stood up again and disappeared in all directions.

After those people disappeared, Mrs. Ao took a deep breath, adjusted her makeup, and walked towards the gate of the villa with a few ladies.

Squeak!

The gate of the villa burst open, and two middle-aged men walked out of it.

Jian Tan saw Duanlang at a glance, and his eyes were full of splendor, as if he saw some rare treasure.

The other person set his eyes on Han Chen.

The appearance of the two made Duanlang's muscles tense.

They gave Duanlang a great sense of crisis.

Han Chen coughed a few times in a low voice, Duan Lang was taken aback, and hurried back, pulling the reins to ensure the stability of the carriage.

Only then did Han Chen get out of the carriage.

The shady man took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Sword Demon, pay homage to the ancestor of the royal family!"

Jian Tan on the side had a playful look on his face, and he cupped his hands towards Han Chen and said, "Jian Tan, I have seen the ancestor of the royal family!"

However, Han Chen didn't even look at them, turned his head, and looked at a big tree hundreds of feet behind him.

Seeing Han Chen's appearance, Jian Tan and Jian Mo were puzzled. They followed Han Chen's gaze and looked up, but found nothing.

Han Chen said leisurely: "You have been with Han for twenty miles, if you still don't show up, don't blame Han for taking action himself!"

The branches and leaves of the big tree shook slightly, and a figure slowly emerged from it.

"Bu Jingyun!"

Jian Tan said in a low voice, and then a burst of ecstasy welled up in his heart.

The sword demon at the side, his face sank, did not speak.

Bu Jingyun jumped down from the tree, smiled slightly, and said: "Sure enough, nothing can escape Mr. Han Chen's eyes, but I don't know, what happened to my Junior Brother Feng under Mr. Han Chen's command?"

Han Chen shook his head, did not answer Bu Jingyun's words, but said to the Sword Demon: "Han doesn't have so much time to entangle with you, if you don't take the initiative, then Han, go get the sword!"

The Sword Demon snorted coldly, and said, "Mr. Han Chen, as the patriarch of the royal family, is really rude. It is really ridiculous to kill the young owner of the Sword Mountain Villa first, and then forcefully obtain a famous sword!"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

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Jian Tan smiled, took a step forward, stood in front of the sword demon, and said: "You two, right and wrong, everyone knows what is right and wrong. In the final analysis, the famous sword has not really formed yet, should we go to the sword furnace first? ?”

Bu Jingyun looked at Sword Demon, then at Han Chen, shrugged his shoulders, and walked towards the villa first.

The coldness in Sword Demon's eyes grew stronger, but he didn't stop Bu Jingyun. He flung his sleeves and walked in.

Han Chen took a look at Duanlang, and Duanlang threw a porcelain bottle to Jian Tan in a timely manner.

The sword is greedy like a treasure, holding a porcelain bottle, and inviting Han Chen and Duanlang with a smile to enter the Sword Worship Villa.

Just after entering the gate, Mrs. Ao came up with two ladies, and said, "Everyone, all the heroes of the world have arrived, and we can start the furnace when Mr. Han Chen arrives!"

Han Chen took a deep look at her, nodded, passed by her side, and walked towards the sword furnace.

Mrs. Ao's hands hidden in the cuffs trembled a little, and her nails had already dug deep into the flesh.

The sword demon stood beside her, and said calmly: "You really decide to use the peerless sword to get rid of him?"

Madam Ao looked at Han Chen's back and said coldly: "No one can stop me now!"

The sword demon was silent for a moment, nodded, and walked over.

Everything seemed so strange, everything seemed so extraordinary.

No matter if it is Mrs. Ao, Sword Demon, or Sword Greed, they all clearly know that today is an endless battle. Why is Han Chen still so indifferent?

If faced with the same scene, no one like the Juggernaut would sit still!

The temperature outside the sword furnace was extremely high, several old men in sackcloth sat around the sword furnace with expressionless faces.

More than a dozen people with different appearances and imposing manners stared at Jianlu without blinking.

Chapter 51: The Peerless Sword, Contest (1/3)

The people present are all famous figures in the martial arts world.

Their status is much higher than those in Wushuang City back then.

After all, the attraction of a peerless sword is infinite. Who wouldn't want to own a peerless weapon?

Han Chen even saw that there were two people who looked not young, and their cultivation had reached the peak of mythology!

Mrs. Ao walked in quietly, and ordered a few tall and strong disciples of the Sword Worship Villa, "Let's start!"

Those few tall and strong disciples of the Sword Worshiping Villa bowed and said hello, and walked towards the sword furnace.

The reason why Sword Worship Villa became famous is not so much because of the method of casting swords, but because of the sword furnace!

Different from ordinary copper sword furnaces, the sword furnace of Baijian Villa is a huge deep pit with a radius of more than ten feet. The deep pit is full of raging fire, and you can feel the scorching heat in it from a long distance. temperature.

This is because, the ground of Sword Worship Villa is connected with a fire vein that is hard to find in the world!

With Bu Jingyun's cultivation base, Zhou Yibu Jingyun's breathing was a little difficult. Looking around, he saw that everyone's expressions were normal, and even Duanlang seemed to turn a blind eye to the temperature. He took a deep breath and suppressed the boredom in his heart. sense.

Those disciples stepped forward and pulled up the four iron chains around the sword furnace.

Kaka Kaka…

There was a sound of machine guns, and there was a rumbling sound in the center of the sword furnace, which was faintly visible, and a faint light slowly rose up from the bottom of the sword furnace.

As the dark light became brighter and brighter, the temperature around the sword furnace became higher.

After pulling the iron chains, those disciples ran out like fleeing for their lives, and didn't even explain anything to Mrs. Ao.

Mrs. Ao's face flushed immediately, and she gasped for a few short breaths. Beside her, the Sword Demon lightly pressed a hand on her shoulder, and then she got better.

Nodding towards the Sword Demon, Mrs. Ao took a step forward, bowed slightly to Jian Tan, and said, "Mr. Jian Tan, I'm sorry!"

With a bit of excitement and an unspeakable strange expression, Jian Tan stepped forward and threw the two porcelain bottles into the sword furnace.

Whoa!

The dim light suddenly brightened, almost suppressing the raging flames in the sword furnace!

At this moment, everyone looked at Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun snorted softly, and swiped the finger of his right hand on his left wrist, a line of blood gushed out to the center of the sword furnace immediately.