The last shudder!
Li Mu was the one who couldn't wait.
The Jianghu was getting more and more chaotic. When dancing became a popular trend and everyone was proud of dancing, it meant that the power of Master Feng's skills was forcibly weakened.
Master Feng's weakening meant that their entire team was weakened. In this case, the right thing to do was to quickly open up the Qilin Arm and run away.
Emperor Shitian would take the Dragon Yuan more than ten years later. With his growth rate, he might have become a five-star dream maker by then. It would be unnecessary for him to come to the Fengyun World to grab the Dragon Yuan.
Even if he came, he would probably be able to beat Emperor Shitian!
After figuring this out, Li Mu didn't want to waste time in the Fengyun World at all. He could leave one day earlier.
Sword Demon and Aotian looked at each other. With so many unexpected visitors, they had planned to delay time and discuss countermeasures so that the peerless sword could fall into Aotian's hands after it was born.
Unexpectedly, Li Mu's words brought the matter to the surface, making the two of them feel quite trapped.
Even though Baijian Villa was their home ground, they still felt that they could not make the decision.
Jian Mo smiled awkwardly and said, "My lord, the sword sacrifice is scheduled at a good time, and it is not good to do it in advance. Besides, with the God of Dance here, who dares to act rashly?"
Li Mu threw a look at Duan Lang.
Duan Lang gritted his teeth, jumped up from the chair, and rushed to the sword pool behind the manor first: "I dare to act rashly, it is better to do it today than to wait for a day. I want to make the best sword in the world come out today."
"Duan Lang!"
Jian Tan, Jian Mo, and Ao Tian shouted at the same time.
"Stop Duan Lang." Ao Tian commanded the manor guards.
Hearing this, a dozen manor guards stopped in front of Duan Lang, and Duan Lang's Fire Scale Sword swept across, knocking them aside, and left.
Sword Demon looked at Master Feng: "Dancing God, what?"
Master Feng smiled: "Sword Demon, I really came here to watch the fun!"
"Haha!" Jian Tan laughed wildly and ran after Duan Lang, "Dancing God really keeps his word, I will also go to grab it, the best sword in the world must be mine, Jian Tan!"
"Asshole." Ao Tian's face sank, and he stomped his feet to chase him, but when he saw Bu Jingyun didn't move, he was stunned when he thought that the best sword in the world needed his blood to come out, "Bu Jingyun, Duan Lang and Jian Tan are all going to grab the sword, aren't you going?"
Bu Jingyun looked at Li Mu.
Li Mu smiled and glanced at Zuo Ting: "Let's go, let's go and take a look!"
Zuo Ting's face turned pale, he clenched his fists tightly, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked very nervous.
Sensing Li Mu's gaze, he forced out an ugly smile and nodded: "I'm ready! Let's go!"
The Sword Demon didn't understand the relationship and situation between the few people for a while.
However.
The peerless sword was about to be born, and he didn't care to think so much. He took the lead and walked towards the sword pool, thinking all the way how to successfully make the peerless sword come out without falling into the hands of outsiders.
...
The sword pool was in the cave on the back mountain of the Baijian Villa. Before he approached, he felt a scorching air wave.
When Li Mu and others arrived.
Duan Lang and Jian Tan were already fighting inside. Swordsmith Zhong Mei stood behind the sword pool, allowing them to fight without stopping them.
Bu Jingyun rushed into the sword pool without saying a word to grab the peerless sword locked in the middle.
Zuo Ting looked at the sword pool burning with raging flames, his face changed several times: gritted his teeth: "I'll go too!"
Nie Feng drew out the Snow Drinking Knife: "I'll go to help Senior Brother Yun."
Li Mu stopped Nie Feng: "Brother Feng, the magic sword has a spirit. If you want to get the peerless sword, you can only rely on yourself. If you help him, you will harm him."
Nie Feng hesitated.
Li Mu said, "Almost everyone is here. We can just watch the fun outside. Brother Feng, you are the best at Qinggong. Please look after my Senior Brother Zuo. He is not here to get the sword, but to forge the Qilin Arm. If he can't hold on any longer, please rescue him and don't let him die in the Sword Pool."
Nie Feng didn't understand and asked, "Do you need to come to the Sword Pool to forge the Qilin Arm?"
Li Mu stared at Zuo Ting who had already entered the Sword Pool nervously, and murmured, "You have to put some pressure on him."
"It's good that you came. No one can take away the peerless sword!" Seeing Zuo Ting coming in, Duan Lang remembered his mission, immediately threw away Jian Tan, and swung the Huo Lin Sword to slash at Zuo Ting.
The sudden Duan Lang scared Zuo Ting. He took a step back and subconsciously used the Tongbei Fist he was most familiar with, forgetting all the boxing and martial arts taught by Jian Chen.
So bad?
Zuo Ting's farmer's moves also frightened Duan Lang. He quickly swung the tip of his sword and chopped it on the ground close to Zuo Ting's body.
Bu Jingyun was shocked and angry when he saw Duan Lang actually attacking Zuo Ting. He pushed Duan Lang with a palm and knocked him aside: "Duan Lang, your opponent is me, don't hurt Senior Brother Zuo."
"Bu Jingyun, I have something to do today, so I won't fight with you." Duan Lang was also in a headache. He forced Bu Jingyun away with a few swords and rushed to Zuo Ting again, "People from Tianji Sect, give me your life!"
"Duan Lang, you can't hurt Senior Brother Zuo with me here." Bu Jingyun rushed back again.
"Bu Jingyun, leave Duan Lang to me, you go get the peerless sword." Zuo Ting was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He was familiar with the plot and knew that the Fire Scale Sword was the key to opening the Kirin Arm. Although Duan Lang looked fierce and wanted to kill him with every move, he also wanted to take a gamble. He couldn't let Bu Jingyun do bad things with good intentions and ruin his opportunity.
"Did you hear me? I'll give you the best sword." Duan Lang said unhappily.
"No, you can't beat him." Bu Jingyun was extremely stubborn.
Watching the farce inside, Li Mu's eyes twitched violently for a few times, and he had a headache. Damn, the script is not well written. The guards are too powerful and the villains are too weak!
Master Feng was stunned: "Brother, what should we do now?"
"Don't worry, wait and see." Li Mu's face was dark, and he thought of countermeasures quickly in his mind.
Little did he know.
The sword demon was also confused.
The best sword was about to be born, and a group of people were not in a hurry to grab the sword. What are they doing there!
"Are you crazy?" Jian Tan suddenly lost his opponent. He looked at the three people in a mess, then looked at the sword in the sword pool, and laughed, "I won't argue with a madman. You guys fight, the best sword in the world is mine!"
He secretly glanced at Master Feng, and Jian Mo gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, I will sacrifice the sword first.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The Broken Veins Sword Qi was launched repeatedly, and the three unprepared Tan, Chen, and Chi in the sword pool were hit by the sword one after another and fell to the ground with serious injuries.
Blood gushed out from their wounds, gathered on the ground, and flowed towards the sword pool.
Jian Tan was the most seriously injured: "Sword Demon, the sword sacrifice is the business of Baijian Villa, why is it your turn to take action."
Sword Demon said: "I am employed by Madam Ao, and the business of Baijian Villa is my business. The peerless sword is the best of all swords, and it must be trained with the most persistent blood. You are greedy for the sword, Duan Lang is crazy about the sword, and Bu Jingyun is angry for the sword. The three kinds of blood of greed, anger and ignorance are the three poisons of Buddhism, and are the most terrible obsessions of the human heart. Your blood can help the peerless sword be born smoothly."
Sword Tan: "So, Baijian Villa is called the sword sacrifice, but it is actually to sacrifice the sword with our blood?"
"That's right!" Sword Demon secretly glanced at Master Feng outside, and said to Ao Tian, "Young Master, the peerless sword is about to be completed, it's time for you to take the sword!"