Chapter 631

In the Sword Pool, the crowd discussed heatedly.

The long sword in Ao Tian's hand looked like a divine sword at first glance.

While the one Zhong Ling and Bu Jingyun were fighting over was just a pitch-black sword!

Of course, some people, because of Zhong Ling's identity, began to doubt which one was the true divine sword.

And under the gaze of everyone, Bu Jingyun had already attacked Zhong Ling again.

However, at this moment, Li Hanyi had already reacted.

"Presumptuous!"

"Stop bullying Little Sister Ling'er!"

With a sweep of her Iron Horse Ice River, she directly cut off Bu Jingyun's path.

"Get lost!"

Bu Jingyun was furious.

One person after another was blocking his path.

"The one who should get lost is you!"

"Little Sister Ling'er found this sword first, so it belongs to her!"

Li Hanyi sneered.

She continued her attack, and the long sword in her hand summoned sword Qi that filled the sky, directly enveloping Bu Jingyun.

For a time, Bu Jingyun couldn't shake off Li Hanyi at all.

On the other side, Zhong Ling curiously examined the pitch-black long sword in front of her.

"Are you really the Peerless Good Sword?"

Zhong Ling curiously placed her hand on the long sword.

However, she didn't feel anything.

But she trusted Xiao Mochen.

Xiao Mochen believed Bu Jingyun could find the divine sword, and what she had just seen was Bu Jingyun setting his sights on this sword.

"Precious sword, precious sword!"

"Don't you want to find a good master?"

Zhong Ling muttered to herself as she drew the long sword.

The next moment, the black sword in her hand suddenly trembled slightly.

It actually emitted a faint, light ringing sound, which started small and gradually became huge.

A terrifying sword Qi radiated from the long sword.

Above the Sword Pool, the heavens and earth changed color.

Everyone looked up and saw the sky covered in dark clouds.

The thick dark clouds swirled, converging into a huge vortex, as if about to descend.

Zhong Mei exclaimed: "Dark clouds eclipsing the sun, a heavenly phenomenon; a divine weapon must be born!"

"Between these two, one must be the Peerless Good Sword!"

As his voice fell, the heavens and earth became dim and lightless.

Dark clouds shrouded the entire Sword Pool, as if to swallow the whole world.

Only the long sword in Ao Tian's hand and the one in Zhong Ling's hand emitted unique sword light.

Like bright lamps in the darkness.

However, the sword light in Ao Tian's hand became increasingly intense, as if trying to compete with the sun and moon.

At this moment, almost everyone believed the sword in Ao Tian's hand was the Peerless Good Sword.

Only Zhong Mei frowned and said: "Man and sword competing in brilliance, the light is constant."

"I'm afraid the long sword in Ao Tian's hand is not the Peerless Good Sword!"

As his voice fell, a ray of sunlight spilled from the dark clouds, directly enveloping Zhong Ling and Ao Tian.

And the long sword in Ao Tian's hand, like gunpowder meeting fire, exploded instantly.

"The Peerless Good Sword, shattered?"

Ao Tian was stunned, but he immediately realized that his sword was likely a fake Peerless Good Sword.

Then, was Zhong Ling's the divine sword?

Ao Tian looked at Zhong Ling and saw that the sword in her hand was like a black hole, absorbing all luster.

Hum hum hum!

In the Sword Pool, ten thousand swords trembled.

At this moment, Zhong Ling finally felt that the sword in her hand was different.

An inexplicable force even carried her to hold the long sword high.

Swish!

All the long swords were unsheathed and floated automatically in mid-air.

Then, as if they had spirits, they trembled toward the black sword, as if bowing in worship.

"Ten thousand swords bowing to the emperor; this is the true Peerless Good Sword!"

Zhong Mei's expression brightened.

He never expected that, in the end, a little girl would obtain the Peerless Good Sword.

Such a phenomenon must undoubtedly be the Peerless Good Sword.

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"Ah, it has finally appeared, the Peerless Good Sword!"

Zhong Mei looked at Zhong Ling, his eyes radiating brilliance.

The Peerless Good Sword had appeared!

"Is this really the Peerless Good Sword? Why does it look so gray and dull?"

Zhong Ling examined the Peerless Good Sword.

She could feel the power within it, but it was a bit too ugly.

"Young Lady, the long sword in your hand is dull and lusterless because it has not yet been sharpened!"

"Today, let me use my blood to sharpen your sword!"

Zhong Mei said, rushing toward the long sword in Zhong Ling's hand.

He actually wanted to use his blood to sharpen it.

Zhong Ling never expected Zhong Mei to do this, and it was too late to pull the sword back.

However, just as Zhong Mei's body was about to be pierced by the long sword, a figure suddenly appeared beside Zhong Ling.

He radiated an invisible true Qi, preventing Zhong Mei from moving even half a step further.

"Zhong Mei, keep your life!"

"Your blood cannot sharpen the Peerless Good Sword; you'd better keep your life to forge more divine weapons for me!"

Xiao Mochen said directly.

Zhong Mei was stunned upon hearing this and said: "All divine weapons in the world require the blood of a sword caster to sharpen them to reach their peak."

"My blood, useless?"

As a sword caster, his greatest wish was to forge the Peerless Good Sword.

And his mission had long been integrated with the Peerless Good Sword.

To achieve the perfection of the Peerless Good Sword, he was willing to sacrifice himself.

"You overestimate yourself!"

"The Peerless Good Sword is forged from the Black Cold Strange Stone; it is the coldest object in the world."