Duan Lang was frightened by Li Mu's ruthlessness. He was so ruthless to his own senior brother, let alone to outsiders. He shuddered, and the Fire Scale Sword lightly chopped Zuo Ting's Qilin arm, forcing him back to the sword pool. He smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Zuo, I had no choice, don't blame me!"
Duan Lang's skills were much better than Zuo Ting's. He rushed left and right, but he couldn't get out of the sword pool. He could only move back and forth on the edge of the sword pool, and occasionally had to endure the flames gushing out of the sword pool.
On the brink of life and death, he panicked to the extreme: "Li Xiao, do you want me to die?"
Li Mu found a cool place outside the sword pool: "Only those who endure the most hardships can become superior. Brother Zuo, you have the kung fu to hate me, why don't you think about how to use your internal force to break through the Sanjiao Xuanguan? Your back is already burnt, and there is still a chance to recover after opening the Sanjiao Xuanguan. Otherwise, when you go back, you will not only have an uncontrolled Qilin arm, but also a body full of burns. How worthless!"
If you don't succeed, you will die.
Just a few simple words.
Zuo Ting's retreat was completely cut off. Struggling on the brink of life and death in the sword pool, he suddenly felt that he might be the most miserable time traveler!
If I had known this earlier, I might as well have wished for the mechanical arm of the Winter Soldier!
Although it is a little ugly, at least it is not so painful!
However.
It was too late to say anything now. Zuo Ting could only concentrate all his energy to mobilize the internal force in his body to attack the Sanjiao Xuanguan on the Qilin Arm.
Perhaps it was because the hot environment of the sword pool was more suitable for the Qilin Arm, or perhaps the evil spirit of the Fire Scale Sword was really helpful in opening the Sanjiao Xuanguan.
Faintly, Zuo Ting seemed to really feel that the Sanjiao Xuanguan on the Qilin Arm had signs of being unblocked!
Bu Jingyun was concentrating on healing his injuries, occasionally glancing at the golden peerless sword in the center of the sword pool, and turning a blind eye to Zuo Ting's misery.
He believed that all pain would be rewarded. If he were in Zuo Ting's position, he would not need Li Mu to force him at all, and would take the initiative to throw himself into the sword pool to merge with the Qilin Arm.
He was waiting.
When Zuo Ting succeeded, he would seize the peerless sword as soon as possible.
Although Nie Feng and others felt sorry, they did not interfere with Li Mu's decision. It was originally a private matter of Tianji Sect. Moreover, they all saw that Zuo Ting was in so much pain from the attack of the Qilin Arm.
Li Mu was right. It was absolutely worth it to endure a lifetime of suffering in exchange for a lifetime of peace and joy.
As for the people of Baijian Villa, they had all become spectators.
The day when the peerless sword that had been forged for a hundred years was messed up, but they had no way to deal with it.
Especially the swordsmith Zhong Mei, who looked at the shining and colorful peerless sword and no one took it. He was so angry that his beard and eyebrows trembled. He felt that his sword-making skills were insulted.
Even if a group of people fought for the peerless sword and got bloody, he would accept it!
Look at what they are doing now?
Guarding the peerless sword and opening the Qilin Arm for an unknown person, if this gets out, where will Zhong Mei's face be?
The clothes on Zuo Ting's back were burned by the flames from the sword pool, hanging on his body in wisps. The skin on his back was charred black, emitting a smell of burnt flesh.
Master Feng felt sorry for it, approached Li Mu, and whispered: "Brother, is it really okay for us to do this? He is a customer!"
"It is the greatest respect for customers to help them realize their dreams. Otherwise, this trip is meaningless. Kindness is what hurt him." Li Mu said leisurely.
He took out a blood bodhi from his arms and threw it to Zuo Ting.
Li Mu was sensible. He was also afraid that Zuo Ting would not be able to hold on and cause the mission to fail at the last moment.
Fortunately, there was a healing medicine like blood bodhi that could maintain his vitality and allow him to hold on for a longer time in the sword pool.
Master Feng looked at Zuo Ting and remembered every knowledge point that his brother said.
Suddenly.
A hoarse voice came out in Li Mu's ears: "You are from Tianji Sect, I am Emperor Shitian, I want to make a deal with you."
Li Mu was startled and looked at Master Feng.
Coincidentally, Master Feng also changed his face and looked at him.
The people around him were indifferent.
Thousands of miles of voice transmission.
Master Feng suddenly became nervous: "Brother, what should I do?"
Li Mu frowned slightly: "Go out and have a look." He held the Wushuang Sword in his hand and said to Nie Feng and Jian Chen, "Brother Feng, Brother Jian Chen, my sister and I have something to go out for. Please help me take care of Brother Zuo. If he can't hold on, feed him a blood bodhi."
Nie Feng did not doubt him: "No problem."
Out of the sword pool.
A figure swayed and guided Li Mu and the others to a secluded place.
Emperor Shitian hid himself in the black ice armor and said in a hoarse voice: "Little friend, don't be nervous, put down the Wushuang sword, I have seen your magical power. Even if you can get close to me, the Wushuang sword can't pierce my armor."
One sentence.
Li Mu immediately guessed that Emperor Shitian must have observed many things in secret. I don't know how many dances this old immortal has danced in secret.
He restrained the urge to block Emperor Shitian and said with a smile: "Senior must have seen my message by the river, so you should know that we have always respected you and never thought of being your enemy."
Emperor Shitian snorted coldly: "Spreading my information everywhere and sending people to investigate the existence of Tianmen, is that also called respect?"
Li Mu was neither humble nor arrogant, and said with a smile: "Senior is like a dragon that can only be seen from head to tail, that is just a means to find you."
Emperor Shitian looked at Li Mu and pondered for a moment: "Can Tianjimen really know the past and future?"
"Indeed." Li Mu smiled, "Senior got the blood of the phoenix and lived forever. In fact, before you, there was another person in the world who got the blood of the dragon turtle, called Xiao Sanxiao, who lived for four thousand years."
Emperor Shitian trembled suddenly: "This is true."
Cowardly guy, Li Mu shook his head: "Just like the senior is secretly spying on the world, what the senior does is also under Xiao Sanxiao's spying."
On the side, Master Feng has long admired her senior brother. The good guys and the bad guys are spoiled. The senior brother really doesn't care what the world will become!
Emperor Shitian must be scared because he lost in the age comparison!
"Dragon turtle blood, dragon turtle blood!" Emperor Shitian paced back and forth for a few steps, and a strong pressure unconsciously emanated from his body.
Li Mu and Master Feng took a few steps back involuntarily.
Master Feng subconsciously hugged Li Mu's arm, and Li Mu gently patted her hand to encourage her.
Emperor Shitian suddenly stopped and looked directly at Li Mu: "I only have one question, can the Seven Warriors slay the dragon successfully?"
Li Mu did not answer his question directly, but smiled and said: "Senior, Tianji Sect is best at changing fate against the will of heaven."
Emperor Shitian heard the hidden meaning of Li Mu's words and asked: "You and I will cooperate to slay the dragon, what do you want?"
Li Mu stretched out two fingers: "Two Dragon Yuan, one for me and one for my junior sister."
Emperor Shitian looked at the two of them and smiled heartily: "It's a deal. I will find you on the day of slaying the dragon, and we will meet again."
Li Mu stopped Emperor Shitian: "Wait a minute, senior."
Emperor Shitian stopped and asked: "What else?"
Li Mu smiled shyly: "Senior, you should know that my senior brother from Tianji Sect has just transplanted a Qilin arm, and his Sanjiao Xuanguan is not open. I had no choice but to come to Baijian Villa to borrow the fire from the sword pool to help my senior brother open the Sanjiao Xuanguan, but I am not completely sure. Senior, you have profound skills, can you help my senior brother?"
Emperor Shitian smiled disdainfully: "What's so difficult about the Sanjiao Xuanguan? I will help you!"
After saying that.
He disappeared from the sight of Li Mu and the others like a gust of wind.
Master Feng stared with his eyes wide open and silently gave Li Mu a thumbs up.
Li Mu smiled slightly and mouthed to her: "Prepare to return."