"Forehead……"

The elder hesitated and looked at the sky in the direction of Gao Xing.

Although judging from ten thousand years, as long as someone without a sword enters the sword pool to save others, there is generally no danger.

But this is the first direct successor, he can't make the decision.

Moreover, this was Bu Gaoxing's disciple, and Bu Gaoxing was famous for being a protective figure.

Bu Gaoxing was silent for a few moments and then said directly to Bai Jinyu: "Be careful after entering the sword pool. Don't mess around. Get out immediately after rescuing people."

Bai Jinyu nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Jinyu resolutely walked towards the sword pool.

After walking dozens of steps, my body tightened, as if I had passed through some kind of membrane.

Suddenly the spiritual energy in the body was swept away as if being stripped away.

Neither Qingyun Dao nor the demonic power can control it. As for Haoran Zhengqi, he didn't dare to try it, but judging from the conditions of the first two spiritual powers, it probably won't work.

Although he already knew before entering that the Sword Pond was a place where magic was destroyed and that spiritual power would be blocked once it entered, Bai Jinyu still couldn't help but feel panicked when it really happened.

Losing her spiritual power left her without any sense of security.

But fortunately, she found that her physical strength was still there.

I tried using my fists to make the whistling wind sound. Just looking at physical strength, the demon was countless times stronger than the human monks.

Bai Jinyu couldn't help but think that if he and Xuan Jizi were in this sword pool together, even the great master in the Tribulation Stage would not be his opponent.

After all, although the real leader looks like a fairy with fluttering white hair, his body looks not much different from that of an old man.

You must know that even the cheap master who looks strong and muscular does not dare to fight with me, let alone a little old man.

But this was all selfish and Bai Jinyu secretly made fun of him. If a fight really broke out, he would probably be wiped out by the little old man with a sword as soon as they met.

After confirming the status, Bai Jinyu moved cautiously towards the lonely peak of Jianchi.

Although the sword energy in the sky is still acting recklessly, most of the sword energy is wandering in the space above the mountainside, and the amount of sword energy at the bottom of the mountain is very small.

Secondly, the sword energy has no target, and Bai Jinyu's physical fitness is comparable to that of ordinary physical practitioners, so he can easily avoid a few sword energy.

The journey was uneventful and we reached the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the young man who took the sword without overestimating his own strength was already dying, with bruises all over his body and more than a dozen sword energy wounds on his back.

But these are not the key. As long as there is still breath in Qingyun Sword Sect, a group of powerful people can save him, and he will be alive and well in a second.

But this young man suffered more than just physical injuries. The most serious injury was caused by Fang Cun of the spiritual platform.

Although monks entering the Qi training stage are closely related to Lingtai Fangcun, even great masters in the Tribulation Stage have very little understanding of Lingtai Fangcun.

Especially for monks below the Nascent Soul stage, the spiritual platform is an undefended place, and they may die if they are not careful.

A powerful person like this, let alone a mortal child who only mastered the Qingyun Sword Control Chapter.

After making sure that there was no danger around, Bai Jinyu sprinted, taking three steps into two steps, grabbed the boy's collar and dragged him out.

No matter what, as long as you take him out, you will be victorious, and the sword energy in the sky will subside.

But this pull almost brought about a big ending.

The boy who was lying face down on the ground was turned over by Bai Jinyu, but he saw that the boy seemed to be holding something in his arms. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a broken ancient sword.

It was exactly the one that the boy tried to take away after losing his strength on the mountainside.

The immortal energy of the Nine Heavens Sword Pond is swirling around the sword energy, and even the powerful Dharma Eyes cannot fully see the scene inside.

So much so that the two great masters present, Master Zhenren and Bu Gaoxing, did not notice that the child actually held the broken sword in his arms when he fell off the cliff.

Can Jian Jing, who originally fell into a deep sleep after falling off the cliff, re-touched the ground and fell off the ground again. For the sword, it was equivalent to being pulled out again.

Immediately, the broken sword trembled, and the sword body that was missing a lot trembled, turning into a dark brown afterimage and stabbing Bai Jinyu.

The moment he came into contact with the child, Bai Jinyu relaxed his guard, and the sword came so fast and urgent that it almost reached his chest in the blink of an eye.

The soul of the dead in Bai Jinyu's heart was so big that his eyes were about to burst and he couldn't hide. The scales on his chest rolled out to protect his heart.

But this is just a last ditch effort.

Although the defense power of Snake Scale is not low, this is the Nine Heavens Sword Pond, a supreme rare treasure. Any long sword in it is a magic weapon, and Snake Scale cannot stop it.

Bai Jinyu secretly thought in her heart that my life is over, and watched helplessly as the broken sword stabbed her heart.

Poof

The remaining sword was instantly submerged in half of the blade.

Bu Gaoxing in the cloud stood up in shock. The elders and disciples around him were shaken left and right by the inexplicable hurricane, and almost rolled off the escape light.

Bai Jinyu's vision went dark, and a huge pain shot through his chest.

But he didn't feel the touch of the sword blade entering his body.

Bai Jinyu looked down and saw that the broken sword had indeed stabbed her chest, and it had indeed sunk into the depth of a palm.

But he felt the sharp blade entering his body... The only possibility is that the sword failed to break through the defense.

Bai Jinyu used her bare hands to hold the broken hilt of the broken sword before it escaped from her body. She turned the sword over and saw that the other side of the broken sword was actually curled.

The scales on his chest were only slightly cracked.

For a moment, both the onlookers outside the venue and Bai Jinyu in the sword pool and the broken sword in her hand were a little embarrassed.

Bu Gaoxing breathed a sigh of relief and put his hands into his wide sleeves again.

Seeing that the elders and disciples around him were in a mess, he immediately smiled at Xuan Jizi and said, "My disciple is really thick-skinned."

Xuanjizi: "..."

The remnant sword in the Nine Heavens Sword Pond was indeed a deadly sword that killed people invisible after being taken away from the sword pond.

But in this sword pool, it seems that it is really just a broken sword of slightly better quality.

It can't even break through its own scales.

After thinking about this, Bai Jinyu revealed an evil smile.

The curled blade of the broken sword seemed to be aware of it, and it swung its body desperately in an attempt to break free.

But Bai Jinyu would not give it this chance. A pink fist as big as a sandbag hit the sword, and with a loud bang, the broken sword was smashed into the rocky ground.

The sword, which was bent nearly ninety degrees, fell into a deep sleep once again before it could escape.

But that's not the end yet, Bai Jinyu said viciously: "I told you to stab my x!"

Although he is dissatisfied with the growing fat on his front, after all, it is something that grows on his body, and it is so voluptuous and tender. When he soaks in the hot spring every day, he can appreciate it and enjoy it.

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Even the place where she was reluctant to rub it was almost pierced by a broken sword. It still hurts a little. The more she thought about it, the angrier Bai Jinyu became.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the broken sword from the ground, then received a punch to the head and face.

The broken sword located halfway up the mountainside of the Nine Heavens Sword Pond, a divine weapon after its birth, was flattened, stretched, and flattened again.

It wasn't until the elders guarding outside the sword pond couldn't stand it anymore and reminded them loudly that Bai Jinyu raised her hand and threw the broken sword in the shape of Pikachu's tail into the air.

How could the sword-shaped Canjian dare to retaliate after being taught a lesson? He let out a mournful cry and got into the crevices of the rock peak without looking back, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Several elders who came to watch the ceremony looked at Bu Gaoxing with long faces: "Master Bu, I have something I don't know whether to ask or not?"

Bu Gaoxing coughed lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Are you sure this son is your apprentice and not Madam's?"

Although the physical fitness of sword cultivators is stronger than that of Fa cultivators, I have never seen anyone so strong...

Bai Jinyu clapped her hands and put away the white scales on her arms. She felt refreshed and suddenly remembered the purpose of her trip and quickly searched for it on the ground.

Finally, the seriously injured young man was found in a shallow pit under the rock wall.

Seeing a few more scars on the boy's body, Bai Jinyu secretly stuck out her tongue, picked up the boy and ran outside.

This time, no more accidents happened, and the child was carried out of the sword pool without any danger.

Several deacons who had been waiting outside quickly gathered around.

A group of people used their spiritual power to protect their hearts, use silver needles to stop bleeding, use formations to lock their souls, stuffed pills into their mouths as if they were free, and poured into their mouths the decoction of the Warming Lingtai.

Various methods were used, but within ten breaths, the boy woke up with a cough.

"Where am I? Where is my flying sword?"

This child is also a good fortune teller. Although the spiritual platform was damaged, the root was not damaged. After recovering for a while, he still had a chance to pick up the sword after two years.

Seeing that the situation did not turn to the worst, the guiding elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the matter had nothing to do with him, he was still the guide in taking the sword this time, and he was also to blame for the disciple's problems.

He took out the yellow paper with his name again and said: "Next, Lan Feng personally teaches Bai Jinyu how to pick up the sword."

Bai Jinyu, who was about to return to the children's team, was stunned.
To be continued...