Three blood sacrifices to the sword.
The peerless sword in the sword pool produced special effects, and golden light covered the sword body, attracting everyone's attention.
Severely injured by the sword energy of the broken meridian.
Bu Jingyun and others temporarily lost their ability to move.
Swordsmith Zhong Mei came to Aotian: "Young Master, you must suffer a little to get the sword. Stand up and get the peerless sword. Baijian Villa will definitely dominate the martial arts world."
"Okay!" Aotian rushed into the sword pool with high spirits, but was smoked back by the blazing flames. The spoiled young master was greedy for life and afraid of death, and gave up the peerless sword.
The plot goes backwards.
Madam Ao arrived and encouraged her son, but Aotian, who was afraid of burns and death and arrogant, said that he did not need a peerless sword to dominate the world, and then turned and walked away.
Aotian fled to the side, and Madam Ao followed him to persuade him.
Next to the sword pool.
Duan Lang stared at Zuo Ting, thinking about completing the task assigned by Tianjimen so that he could rise to prominence.
Bu Jingyun was afraid that Zuo Ting would be in danger, so he stood in front of Zuo Ting.
Jian Tan was seriously injured. Looking at the peerless sword, his brows were furrowed. He was seriously injured and was also afraid that he would fall into the sword-making furnace and burn to death when trying to grab the sword.
Zuo Ting looked at the sword pool and hesitated to step forward.
He had only practiced for two or three months, and even with the bonus of Blood Bodhi, he could not eliminate his fear of the sword pool.
The temperature in the sword-making pool must be several hundred degrees!
For a while.
No one wanted to grab the famous peerless sword!
A cold scene!
So embarrassing.
Master Feng looked at the strange scene inside: "Brother, what should we do now?"
Li Mu said with a fierce face: "If there are no conditions, create them. Miss Mingyue, lend me the Wushuang Sword."
Mingyue handed over the Wushuang Yang Sword with a blank look on her face. She also found that all kinds of strange things always happen in the Tianji Gate.
Li Mu drew out the sword and returned the scabbard to Mingyue: "Nie Feng, Jianchen, take good care of my junior sister."
After saying that.
He walked towards the sword pool without hesitation.
A series of shields brushed on the sword demon's head. Li Mu smiled and stabbed the Wushuang Sword into the sword demon's chest.
The sword demon was so brutal that he died, and the Broken Veins Sword Qi didn't shoot out a single shot.
Everyone was stunned.
Bu Jingyun was not surprised.
Duanlang was shocked.
When Jian Tan first saw Li Mu, it was like seeing a ghost, and his eyes were about to pop out.
The young man's moves were obviously ordinary. With the Sword Demon's ability, he should not be unable to resist even a little. Why was he so surprised when he was stabbed by the Wushuang Sword?
The people of Tianjimen are really evil!
"Master!" Aotian suddenly woke up and turned around to fight with Li Mu, but was held back by Madam Ao: "Tian'er, stop, the Sword Demon killed your own father."
The Sword Demon controlled the Baijian Villa. She knew the horror of the Sword Demon better than anyone else, but the Sword Demon was easily killed by the weird young man. She didn't want her son to die there.
"What? Mother, you said that the master killed my father?" Aotian was in disbelief and was stunned by this sudden inside story.
Madam Ao cried and explained to Aotian the grudge between her and the Sword Demon.
Li Mu was not interested in the gossipy love story of the Ao family. He looked at Jian Tan with the bloody Wushuang Sword in his hand, and said calmly: "Mr. Jian Tan, are you going to leave? Or are you going to die?"
"Let's go!" Jian Tan nodded and bowed, quickly got up from the ground, and stumbled out.
After killing the sword demon and scaring Jian Tan away, Li Mu's actions made the swordsmith Zhong Mei unhappy: "Young man, are you here to steal the sword too?"
Li Mu glanced at him and said, "No, I'm here to borrow your sword pool to refine a person."
Zhong Mei said, "What do you mean?"
"You'll know in a while." Li Mu waved outside, and Nie Feng and others filed in, quickly gaining the upper hand in terms of number of people.
Ao Tian and others dared not move.
Li Mu took out two blood bodhisattvas and threw one to Bu Jingyun and one to Duan Lang.
Bu Jingyun looked at Duan Lang strangely.
Duan Lang held the blood bodhi, with a face full of shame, and knelt on one knee: "Master, I am incompetent."
"It has nothing to do with you, I was inconsiderate." Li Mu waved his hand, "Heal your wounds first, I will need you later!"
Duan Lang nodded, swallowed the blood bodhi, and sat quietly to heal his wounds.
"Junior brother!" Zuo Ting was embarrassed. At this time, he could not see that Duan Lang was invited by Li Mu to play him.
Li Mu ignored him, but looked at Madam Ao: "Madam Ao, please borrow the sword pool of the villa."
Madam Ao bowed to Li Mu: "Master, please do as you please."
The death of the sword demon solved her biggest worry, and Li Mu showed absolute strength. She had no intention of resisting, and only wanted to protect her son and Baijian Villa. It didn't matter whether there was a sword or not.
"Bu Jingyun, no one is competing with you for the sword. The best sword is already yours. Wait until Senior Brother's Qilin Arm's Sanjiao Xuanguan is connected, then you can take it!" Li Mu changed his usual gentle image and gave a direct order.
"Yes." Bu Jingyun nodded and sat in meditation to heal his wounds.
Finally, Li Mu looked at Zuo Ting and said, "Brother Zuo, I was going to help you open up the Sanjiao Xuanguan of the Qilin Arm according to the established pattern. Obviously, this trick doesn't work anymore!"
Zuo Ting was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What should we do then?"
"Let's analyze the conditions for opening up the Sanjiao Xuanguan. First, the high temperature of the sword pool; second, the stimulation of the Huolin Sword; of course, it may also require the courage to fight to the death at the critical moment of life and death." Li Mu smiled and said, "We already have the first two items, and the latter doesn't matter. We can slowly grind in the sword pool. As long as we work hard, we can grind an iron rod into a needle. If we don't get the Qilin Arm, we won't leave the sword pool. I don't believe that we can't get through the Sanjiao Xuanguan!"
Zuo Ting had a bad premonition in his heart. He looked at the sword-making furnace that was like a steelmaking furnace, emitting scorching heat, and stuttered, "Brother, I don't quite understand what you mean."
"If you are not ruthless, you can't stand firm." At the last moment, Li Mu was too lazy to find any excuses, and said directly, "Brother Zuo, think about how Bu Jingyun took the sword in the plot. What you lack is Bu Jingyun's courage to fight to the death. If you dare not die, how can you be reborn?"
Zuo Ting was silent.
Bu Jingyun looked at Li Mu in doubt, but did not raise any doubts. If Tianjimen said something normal, it would be abnormal.
"My plan is this. You step by step from the edge of the sword pool to the middle, and in this process, Duan Lang will constantly chop your Qilin arm with the Huolin Sword. You can fully feel the high temperature of the sword pool. If you make a wrong step, you may get burned." Li Mu continued, "Brother Zuo, in a battle with the back fire, a life-and-death moment, adrenaline will be secreted in large quantities, and the Sanjiao Xuanguan will definitely be unblocked. Don't be afraid of skin and flesh being torn apart. The Qilin blood will flow all over your body, and I guarantee that you will have snow-white skin."
Zuo Ting's face turned pale, and he swallowed hard, constantly wiping the sweat from his head with his hands: "Brother, you don't have to be so cruel!"
"Brother, if you are not cruel, you can't stand firm. If you don't push yourself, how can you know how strong you are!" Li Mu smiled, "The pain of the sword pool is temporary, but if the Sanjiao Xuanguan is blocked, the pain of the Qilin arm will last a lifetime. Unless you want to continue to be a one-armed hero for the rest of your life."
Zuo Ting silently looked at the Qilin Arm that had been connected. Just at this moment, the Qilin Arm broke out, and he fell to the ground in pain, rolling back and forth.
Li Mu bent down without hesitation, grabbed Zuo Ting's belt, and threw him into the sword pool, making a decision for him.
The high temperature instantly ignited his clothes. Zuo Ting screamed, and the Qilin Arm hammered heavily on the ground, shaking away the sword embryos of the surrounding peerless swords, and he took the opportunity to rush out.
Li Mu made a prompt decision and roared: "Duan Lang, if he dares to leave the sword pool, hit him back. Remember, you can only hit the Qilin Arm, and you can't touch other places."