In the cabin, Lin Yan sat on the bed, holding a short sword in his hand, his face became extremely ugly, now he has determined that your voice is indeed made by the small sword in his body, that guy wants to eat the sword, but Lin Yan He doesn't know how to feed this little sword to eat the sword!

You must know that in Lin Yan's eyes, this little sword is his current sword soul, although this guy is a waste sword soul, but it is also a sword soul, its requirements should also be met, maybe there will be some miracles......

Resisting the urge to scold his mother, after comforting himself, Lin Yan picked up a short sword and held it in his hand: "Your sister, you should eat it quickly, and after eating, give me a good cultivation ......"

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"Your uncle...... Shouldn't it be for me to eat it first? ”

Seeing this, Lin Yan looked at the short sword in his hand, and his white face was like a bitter gourd.

"My day, your sister's you don't eat aura, you have to eat swords, are you a wonderful?"

"Pit dad doesn't bring this, does he?"

Lin Yan stepped down from the bed, holding a short sword in his hand, pacing back and forth in the room, hesitating......

Do you really want to eat swords?

After a while, Lin Yan's eyes showed a touch of ruthlessness, he was a decisive person, especially after experiencing the tribulation of the past three years, his will was firmer and his mind was more mature.

In order not to be bullied again, in order to get back everything that belongs to you, and for the oath you once made!

Lin Yan gritted his teeth violently: "Damn, I can't care so much." ”

As the words fell, Lin Yan picked up the hard hammer made of black iron on the side, smashed the short sword, put it in his mouth and chewed it, the sharp pain spread throughout his body, and bright red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth......

"Eating a sword is more high-end than eating glass ******!"

"Boom!"

When Lin Yan swallowed those short sword fragments into his intestines with difficulty, the sharp pain like a knife slash came like a spring, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and then the whole person fainted directly.

"Buzz ......"

At the moment when Lin Yan was unconscious, the small sword suspended in his sea of qi suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and a majestic concussive force suddenly burst out, and the whole room trembled at this moment, and the many long swords placed in the room seemed to be pulled by some kind of force at this moment, all suspended in the air, and finally shattered into powder by the terrifying force, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Lin Yan, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his mouth at this moment, and then suddenly inhaled, inhaling all the countless powder and sword qi into his body.

"Snort!"

Suddenly, in the room, the wind was howling, the yin wind was roaring, and the sword qi was horizontal, but Lin Yan was sleeping like a dead pig, without any notice.

The next day, before dawn, Lin Yan woke up early.

As soon as he woke up, Lin Yan found that his whole body was full of strength, and he twisted his body, and the bones of his whole body made a sound like fried beans at this moment, which made Lin Yan can't help but let out a moan: "It's so cool!" ”

Lin Yan could obviously feel that the strength in his body was getting stronger, the originally stagnant strength seemed to have a hint of progress, and the constantly weakening body seemed to be gradually regaining its vitality at this moment, Lin Yan could clearly feel every change in his body.

"What the hell is going on?" Lin Yan looked at his body blankly, and while he was overjoyed, he had a lot of questions in his heart.

"Is it because of the little sword you dug up yesterday?" Lin Yan muttered in a low voice, his heart was slightly sunk, and he looked inwardly at the little sword in his dantian.

After staring for a while, Lin Yan was disappointed to find that the little sword had not changed at all, and it was still suspended there quietly, which made Lin Yan's brows furrow slightly.

"By the way, what about the swords that were originally placed around?" As if thinking of something, Lin Yan's gaze swept over the cabin, but he found that the long sword fists he had collected had disappeared.

"Did you eat yourself?" Lin Yan tried hard to recall the scene last night when he fainted in pain from eating the sword, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Forget it, don't worry about it for now, you have to hurry up and get out of the Sword Tomb and go down the mountain before those guys arrive, otherwise there will be a burst of ridicule and sarcasm." Lin Yan muttered to himself, and then hurriedly packed up his things.

Half an hour later, at the foot of the Jianlan Sect, a slightly emaciated young man rode an old and thin old horse, gradually moving away, leaving this sect that gathered thousands of outstanding young people, and bidding farewell to this stage that once belonged only to him.

Turning around, turning around, looking at the towering mountain, looking at the giant sword that towered over the heavens and the earth, Lin Yan clenched his fists, and then, he raised the long whip in his hand and whipped the old horse, and swept away.

"Jian Lan Sect, one day I, Lin Yan, will come back again, three years at most, and one year at least!"

On the top of the continuous mountain of the Sword Lan Sect, under the dawn of dawn, the figures exuding a fierce aura all over their bodies stared at the disappearing figure in the distance, and then bowed violently......

"Brother Yan, we are waiting for you to return in Yanmen!"

Soon after Lin Yan left the Sword Lan Sect, a series of figures exuding a powerful aura appeared in the small wooden house in the Sword Tomb, led by a young man wearing green clothes, with long flowing hair, handsome but a little pale, looking at the empty room, a trace of coldness appeared on his handsome face, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a voice full of chill came from his mouth: "Who can tell me, when did that waste leave?" ”

Hearing the young man's words, everyone behind him was silent, and his body couldn't help but shiver, and then a lewd-looking fat man walked out of the crowd and said tremblingly: "Brother Lin Feng, I think it's because Lin Yan's waste hasn't been able to recondense the sword soul, and he knows that we are going to block him, so he left the sect early and went back to the family." ”

"Humph! A bunch of useless waste. The man known as Lin Feng flicked his sleeve robe, and let out a soft snort from his mouth: "Send the news back to the clan, and it will be said that Lin Yan has re-condensed the sword soul and returned to Yangzhou City." ”

"Brother Feng, this ...... Such...... Seems wrong, right? Isn't that building momentum for that waste? The fat man said with some puzzlement.

"Spread another piece of news to the third and second elders of the clan, saying that Lin Yan did not condense the sword soul and secretly ran out of the sect, and was on the way back to Yangzhou City, they knew what to do." Lin Feng ignored the fat man's words, but spoke again.

"Hehe, it's still Brother Feng's mastery." The fat man gave Lin Feng a flattering smile, and then turned to leave.

"In addition, tell Yan Wu the news of Lin Yan's departure, I think he will be very interested."

Lin Feng's voice made the fat man's footsteps pause slightly, and his face showed a touch of gloating news, and then nodded and left.

"Lin Yan, you will die for me on the way to the Hui tribe!"

After Lin Yan left, he naturally couldn't know what happened in the cabin where he lived, but he was on a continuous journey, and at the same time, he studied the small sword in his body on the way, but he didn't gain anything, and the little sword seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

After two consecutive days of hurrying, Lin Yan's whole person looked a lot haggard, he lost his sword soul, the strength in his body was weakening all the time, according to Lin Yan's guess, it would not be long before the only remaining spiritual energy in his dantian would be consumed.

"Ahem......"

A gust of wind blew, kicking up puffs of dust on the road, making Lin Yan's throat dry, and he coughed violently, like an old man in the twilight.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that you who once looked at the world and couldn't live forever would fall to such a point, it's really gratifying."

A faint chuckle suddenly sounded on the dusty road, making Lin Yan's face, who was originally coughing violently, particularly ugly at this moment, staring at the dusty place in front of him.

Under Lin Yan's gaze, a man wearing a black robe and three swords of different lengths pinned to his waist slowly emerged, one of his eyes was covered by a black blindfold, making his whole person look a little more cold and mean, and the faint chuckle came from his mouth.

"Eagle Eye Yanwu?"

Looking at the one-eyed man in black with three swords, Lin Yan took a deep breath, and a solemn voice came out of his mouth.

Yan Wu, nicknamed Eagle Eye, one of the geniuses of the Sword Lan Sect five years ago, later fought with Lin Yan, and was destroyed by him The proud Eagle Eye, leaving a knot in his heart, since then his strength has not improved at all, and he has been staying in the Nine-Star Swordsman.

"Thanks to you, Hawkeye is dead!"

Yan Wu stretched out his palm and touched his blindfold, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "I lost to you five years ago, leaving a knot in my heart, and my strength has not improved since then. I thought I would never get a chance to untie this knot in my life...... But the sky has eyes, and you were reduced to waste overnight one day three years ago. ”

"However, you are very smart and know that there are many people who want to seek revenge on you, so you have been leaving the sword tomb in the sect, and no one dares to touch you anywhere...... However, now that three years have passed, you have to walk out of the sword tomb......" Yan Wu took out a long sword at his waist, stretched out his bright red tongue and licked it: "Do you know that I have been waiting for this day for five years?" ”

"Do you know that my strength has not improved at all in the past five years, and seeing the waste around me surpass me one by one, do you know how painful it is?"

The more Yan Wu spoke, the more excited he became, and roared at Lin Yan's whole person: "If it weren't for you, I would have been the first disciple of the Jianlan Sect, and now the first person of the Jianlan Sect would not be Shen Mu, but me!" ”

Looking at Yan Wu, who was roaring like crazy, Lin Yan slowly shook his head, and a flat voice came out of his mouth: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been able to get to that point, because ...... You Yanwu have always been a waste that you can't afford to lose. ”

"In the past, although I, Lin Yan, felt that you were not qualified to be my opponent, I still thought that you were a sword cultivator...... Now, I think maybe I was wrong in the first place, you don't deserve to be called a sword cultivator at all. ”

"Sword cultivation, although it is a sword, but why not a kind of cultivation of human character? Like a sword upright, like a sword unyielding, like a sword edge, like a sword heart indestructible......"

"The road of sword cultivation is long and boundless, the road is obstructive and strong, only by pouring into the heart of one's sword path from beginning to end, can we go further!"

"As a sword cultivator, you don't even have the courage to face your own failures, may I ask what kind of sword you Yan Wu cultivated? The sword of cowardice? A sword of escape? Or a waste sword? ”

"Although I, Lin Yan, have become a waste now, my heart of the sword path is still the same, and although you Yanwu has the strength of a nine-star swordsman, but in the eyes of me, who is called a waste, you are not even as good as a waste......"

Lin Yan's sonorous voice echoed on the road for a long time, as if he was saying it to Yan Wu and to himself.

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