The strongest collapse system

Chapter 160 Three Poisons
The sword festival finally started, and countless masters came to worship the sword villa.

Qin Shuang, Duan Lang, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Jian Chen, Long Xiu... and others arrived at Baijian Villa one after another.Not only these people, but also unparalleled celebrities, hidden powerhouses such as Jianpian and others also arrived on this day.

Within the endless mountains behind the Sword Worship Villa is the place where the Sword Pool is located.At the very center of the Sword Pool is a sunken fire pool, but inside the pool is not ordinary charcoal oil, but extremely scorching magma!

Although the sun had not yet risen and the sky was still dark, the flame temperature of the magma illuminated the entire Sword Pool as bright as day.

Also due to the existence of magma, the temperature of the entire sword pool is extremely high, and those who are not strong enough in martial arts cannot stay in the sword pool for a long time.In other words, those who can stay in the Jianchi valley all have deep internal energy and are not afraid of the high temperature.

Within the Ten Refining Furnace, a huge stone sword stood upright, wrapped in magma, but showed no signs of damage. Only a faint sword energy came out of the stone sword.

"Sure enough, it is a strange stone. It is born in the shape of a sword. What is forged from the iron in the stone must be a peerless magic weapon. I must get it!" When seeing such a majestic and spectacular sight, everyone felt extremely excited in their hearts. of greed.

However, this sword has not yet been forged, and no matter how greedy they are, it will not have the slightest effect.

"It's strange, although there is sword energy escaping from the stone sword, but the stone is hard, and the sword essence is not determined, so it is impossible to form a real sword. In my opinion, it will take at least a hundred years of effort before the essence of the stone can break the stone Come out and become a magic weapon." A thin middle-aged...Jian Poor frowned and observed for a long time, and couldn't help but speak.

"What, it will take another hundred years?"

"Worship Sword Villa is using us as monkeys?"

Jian Poor is notorious in the world, but a pair of sword eyes claim to see through all swords and hearts in the world, which is extremely accurate and highly credible.

Hearing Jian Poor's evaluation of Kistler, everyone immediately discussed and turbulent, but Baijian Villa is quite powerful now, they dare not make mistakes, and some people left indignantly.

After about half of the people walked away one after another, a huge strange man slowly walked out from a dark corner of Jianchi, with a relaxed expression, but a faint hostility.

Sword Demon!

The sword demon is a rare strong swordsman in the world, with a sword that breaks the veins and loves righteousness. He once caused countless bloody storms in the rivers and lakes, and later hid in the Sword Worship Villa because of his love.

Behind him was a young man with an arrogant face, but it was Aotian, the young master of Sword Worship Villa.

"Sword Demon, I didn't expect you to worship Sword Villa?" Jian Poor said in awe.

Sword Demon and Jian Poor were originally brothers from the same school. They had a rift because of pursuing the same woman in the early years, and their relationship has not been harmonious.Because his cultivation base is slightly inferior to Sword Demon, Jian Poor always avoids Sword Demon.

It's just that they didn't expect that the sword demon would appear in the Sword Worship Villa this time.

"What's the use of you making irresponsible remarks when I do things?" The sword demon sneered, with murderous intent.

He turned to the crowd watching the sword, and laughed wildly: "It takes a hundred years for a peerless sword to be born, but as long as you gather the most persistent blood to refine it, you can forge it today!"

Hearing this, everyone showed joy, only a few people looked at the crazy smile of the Sword Demon, and felt something was wrong in their hearts.

Then, the premonition came true.

The murderous aura on the sword demon suddenly burst forth, and he shouted: "The peerless sword of Baijian Villa is the best of all swords! The most persistent blood you need is what Buddhism calls the 'three poisons'-greed, anger, and ignorance !"

"Greed, hatred, ignorance!"

Jian Pou's expression suddenly changed. He remembered that his name was originally called - Jian Tan!
Then the so-called most persistent blood is...

Human blood!

"No, the sword demon wants to sacrifice swords by humans!" Jian Poor shouted loudly, and wanted to run away, but it was too late.

More than a dozen sword qi full of murderous and magical intent shot out from the sword demon's tail finger, cunning and ingenious, qualitative and invisible, directly pressing towards Jianpong.

It is the ruthless and unjust pulse-breaking sword energy cultivated by the sword demon!
Jian Poor suddenly felt short of breath, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, his whole body was cut like a knife, and the chill of the broken pulse made him feel like he had fallen into the ice of ten thousand years.

"what!"

Jian Poor tried his best to dodge, but he only avoided eight of the sword qi, and could no longer dodge the remaining two. The shoulder and thigh were hit, and a huge wound was opened, and blood flowed out.

Jian Poor is always only the pinnacle of the master, and there is a huge gap with the sword demon who has already entered the innate.

Fortunately, the temperature in Jianchi was extremely high, and the wound was quickly dried by the hot air. In addition, Jianpin was running his true essence to seal the acupoint to stop bleeding, so there was no danger of his life.

However, the sword demon Duanmai's sword energy was so fierce that it frightened Jianpin's guts. Regardless of his injuries, Jianpin turned around and fled, but secretly vowed in his heart that he would take revenge for this in the future.

"Forget it, I have to take another two poisonous bloods. Let's let Jian Poor go this time." The sword demon originally planned to chase, but he gave up. His eyes turned to the other two, like a falcon staring at its prey.

The two people who were stared at by him suddenly felt cold all over, and their hairs stood on end.

"Bu Jingyun is angry because of hatred, and Duanlang is obsessed with swords. I was hired by Mrs. Ao. I swear that I will take out the blood of the two of you and gather the three poisons to forge this strongest and most terrifying sword!" Sword Demon haha Laughing wildly, "It's okay if you don't resist and let me take blood obediently. If you resist, no wonder I will die by then!"

"Arrogant!" Duan Lang cursed with arrogance in his heart. Unwilling to surrender, he stabbed out with a sword in his hand, transforming into countless sword shadows. The dense sword shadows formed a sword net, which was as dense as a dark cloud. Generally covering the sword demon.

Astonishingly, it is the most powerful form of Duanjia’s Eclipse Sun Sword Technique, Fire Lin Eclipse Sun!
Bu Jingyun didn't say a word, suddenly a broken sword full of scars appeared in his hand, the broken sword turned, and suddenly the sword energy filled the sky and shot at the sword demon. Soul.

There are 22 sword qi in total, and each sword qi is like a substance, like a sword in the hands of a peerless swordsman, its power is unpredictable.

"Hey, it turned out to be Sword Twenty-two of the Holy Spirit Sword Art."

Suddenly there was a surprised sound from a corner, but the sound was extremely low and did not attract everyone's attention.

Duanlang and Bu Jingyun joined hands to attack, the power is extremely astonishing, but after all, the two are only in the realm of masters, and their cooperation is not tacit, and they are more than a step behind the innate realm of Sword Demon.

Huolin Eclipse and Jian Twenty-two only blocked half of the Duanmai sword qi, the remaining seven Duanmai sword qi hit Bu Jingyun and Duanlang respectively, spattering blood on the spot.

The two lost too much blood and collapsed to the ground.

The floor in the sword pond had been marked with grooves, along which the blood of Bu Jingyun, Duanlang, and the former Jianpin flowed into the center of the pool of fire.

(End of this chapter)