Feng Qingshuang, Mo Chuan and the others, even from a great distance, could clearly sense the terrifying power of that force, and they couldn't help but change in shock.

"Be careful..."

"Jian Hou, what do you want to do, stop it..."

A few people didn't think about it, so they rushed over and slashed with their swords, and the sword light fell into the light curtain, as if falling into the mist, and they were powerless.

And when they themselves wanted to rush into the sword curtain, they could really feel the terrifying power of it.

In an instant, it was enough to shatter their bodies into thousands of pieces.

Not only could he not save Chen Lin, but he also had to give away his own life, and suddenly, he became unable to advance or retreat.

Akiyama Wufeng was beside him, and sneered: "Go in, that kid is going to die and have no place to be buried, why don't you go in and save him?"

There was cunning hidden in his eyes, perhaps because of the intention of the bystanders, he knew that Chen Lin would probably be fine...... If you really want to kill Chen Lin, you can do it before the Streamer Sword, why wait until now?

Akiyama Wufeng couldn't understand what his father's intention was in sending him to invite Chen Lin?

He was very upset, and he always felt that something bad was about to happen.

So he tried to provoke Chen Lin before, and now he also wants to instigate Mo Chuan, Xu Yin and other disciples of the Ancient Sword Mansion to rush in to find death, so as to disturb Chen Lin's mind.

Feng Qingshuang, Mo Chuan and others were concerned about chaos, so they didn't think of this simple truth.

"Looking for death..."

Xu Yin did not hesitate, raised his sword horizontally, and slashed towards Qiushan Wufeng, and immediately a cold and bone-chilling sword qi shot out, condensing many ice beads in the void, thousands of them, constantly piling up, covering the past like an ice curtain.

Akiyama Wufeng immediately felt it, and staggered back.

He pulled out the heavy sword in his left hand like lightning, protruding like a mountain peak, steep and majestic, blocking Xu Yin's sword dangerously, and sneered: "I really think I'm a waste, can I ravage your ancient sword mansion at will?"

"A Thousand Mountains Slash..."

His swordsmanship was powerful and powerful, like a mountain pressing on the top, hitting the air with a roaring sound and trembling violently, as if there were ten thousand thunderbolts exploding, full of oppression.

And Xu Yin's swordsmanship is like a cold east coming, after a few swords, the earth void is full of frost, cold and ruthless, as if to freeze and kill everything in heaven and earth.

When it comes to ferocity, it is not inferior to Akiyama Wufeng.

The two of them fought hard, without any tricks, purely by strength, until the earth cracked, under the light of the sword, many sinkholes were blasted, and after the blink of an eye, they were covered by ice, which was extremely terrifying.

However, Feng Qingshuang, Mo Chuan, Yu Yuanyuan and others only glanced at it a few times, then withdrew their gaze and looked at the old house with anxiety.

That old house had already been covered by the divine transcendent sword light that washed down like the water of the Milky Way in the sky, and Chen Lin could no longer be seen.

"Little junior brother is okay, right?" Mo Chuan couldn't stop worrying.

"If Chen Lin dies, I will definitely not hesitate to make the Streamer Sword Hou pay the price..."

Elder Yu Yuan smiled bitterly, if Chen Lin fell, what was the use of letting the Streamer Sword wait for his life?

He couldn't help but shout: "Chen Lin, you must live..."

In the sword light.

Chen Lin suddenly felt a surging sword light like the Milky Way rushing down, rolling mighty, as if it could crush all things, kill everything, and come specifically for the destruction of the world, which strongly shocked his heart.

But Chen Lin was not afraid at all, in his previous life, he had experienced too many hard battles and strong attacks, but he didn't all survive it, but instead killed strong enemies.

At this time, it is no exception...

This qiē thought happened in the midst of lightning.

Chen Lin had already slashed out the True Gu Yuan Sword.

In the center of the eyebrows, a female sword fetus, eight sword fetuses, all of them are in full swing, gushing out an endless stream of power, blessed on the sword body, condensed but not dispersed, concentrated on one point, terrifying.

His realm, after all, is only an eighth-order sword master, not even a great sword master, although his actual combat power is enough to easily defeat a sixth- or seventh-order great sword master or a great avenue master, which is terrifying.

However, the Streamer Sword Hou is not a master at the level of a great sword master, but a powerhouse in the realm of sword souls.

The vitality of the soul town, wishful changes, thousands of miles away, appear incarnate......

In other words, a strong person in the realm of the sword soul, after his cultivation reached the extremely powerful Cheng Dù, he could completely sit at home and kill enemies thousands of miles away without leaving home.

The gap between the two sides is so huge that Chen Lin has to condense all his strength on the tip of the sword, break the face with points, and make a desperate game...

However, at this moment, Chen Lin suddenly felt that his eyes suddenly brightened, extremely bright, his eyes almost shed blood and tears, the stinging pain was incomparable, he couldn't open them at all, and he became blind.

But he did not hesitate, and cut it off as he was, and the sword came out of me, and he never stopped.

Who knows, but it fell short.

The surging sword light like the galaxy water in the sky suddenly disappeared, blending into the air, like light, everywhere, unable to dodge or resist at all, the light blessing on Chen Lin's body, killing and calamity.

"Sword of Inquiry..."

At this time, the voice of the streamer sword sounded leisurely, like a death judgment.

Chen Lin couldn't hear it, he only felt a sharp pain, as if countless sharp swords had fallen on his body, fine and dense slashing and cutting, Ling Chi was executed, blood gushing, and he was about to die without a place to be buried.

"Is it almost over?"

In Chen Lin's mind, all kinds of past and present lives appeared, like flashes of light, flashing quickly, but they were extremely clear......

He was born in poverty, and his talent can only be regarded as middle and upper-middle, not particularly outstanding, and being able to successfully join a small sect to practice is already regarded as the blessing of his ancestors.

However, with his own efforts, he was able to pass the assessment of the Tianhe Sword Sect, the first sword cultivation sect in the world, and became a disciple of the Tianhe Sword Sect.

originally thought that even if he set foot on the road to heaven from now on, as long as he practiced diligently in the future, it would not be difficult to become famous and glorify his ancestors.

Who knows, there was a villain who made trouble, knocked him off the cliff, and almost died tragically, but he suffered great luck in misfortune, got the invincible sword monument, and in danger, the Mongolian sword mansion took him in.

Since then, it has been out of control, and in just seventy years, it is half to enter the realm of sainthood, enjoy the name of invincibility, and move the entire Gu Yuan Continent.

Unfortunately, bad luck befell him again.

The Dao Cultivation Sect joined forces, planned for a long time, and attacked like thunder, forcibly destroying all the Sword Cultivation Sects, even the Ancient Sword Mansion, all of them were removed.

Chen Lin himself could not escape, he was besieged to death by Taoist cultivators, but fortunately, the heavens did not stop him, he was reborn seventy years ago, with all kinds of hole cards, vowing to change his life against the sky...

However, today he is going to die here, is it really the destiny of heaven that is destined to be doomed?

"No..."

Chen Lin's eyes turned red.

He was not reconciled.

In a desperate situation, he was unwilling to give up, and with great determination and perseverance, he forged a sword of courage in his heart and slashed it out with a sword.

Rumble...

The sword hit the sky directly, the sky and the earth were extremely terrifying, and the sky immediately collapsed, and all the surrounding things collapsed, dissipating into nothingness, like a nightmare.

All of them return to square one...

Chen Lin saw a wooden sword shoot out from the room, and he immediately brandished the True Gu Yuan Sword to meet it.

The two swords parted at the touch of the air, and neither was forced.

"Yes, you can come in by trying the sword..."The wooden sword retracted, and the voice of the streamer sword came out of it, full of appreciation.

Chen Lin was not polite and walked in.

At this time, he already understood that the sword light that the streamer sword had just slashed at him was a sword of conscience, which did not hurt the body, went straight to the bottom of the heart, and tortured the soul, which was a spiritual attack method that only the strong people of the Sword Soul Realm could use.

However, if his will is weak and unbreakable, even if he can come out alive, his strength will plummet, because his soul has been cut out of an incomparably bridging weakness.

In Chen Lin's previous life, he also used this trick to test the talented young geniuses in the Ancient Sword Mansion.

Chen Lin entered the room, and in the extremely simple room, he saw this famous sword marquis.

Powerful Sword Cultivation...

The realm of the sword soul, and, at least the third order of the sword soul...

"Young man, you don't know why I invited you out of the blue. Of course, you won't know why that Qianjun Daozi invited you to meet him. ”

This strong man, just on the ground, sitting cross-legged, with the sword across his knees, looking at it, it was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a thin face, but his eyes were like swords, and his edge was half-exposed, which made it impossible for people to look directly.

He looked at Chen Lin and spoke first.

Chen Lin did not have the slightest fear, nor did he have the slightest worry, and sat down calmly.

"I really don't know. ”

Chen Lin paused, and then said, "Of course, that Thousand Army Daozi, because I defeated his disciples, wants to see me, and I will ...... I don't believe it..."

"Bright young man. ”

The Streamer Sword Marquis exclaimed: "There are countless cultivators in this world, and those who can truly embark on a stronger path are not necessarily those with more outstanding talents, nor are they necessarily from more noble backgrounds and have more resources, but must be ...... Smarter people. ”

Chen Lin smiled but did not speak.

"Young man, your genius is something I have never seen before. I didn't expect that a character like you would appear in a small ancient sword mansion...... However, it doesn't matter, as long as you are a sword cultivator, you can do it. ”

"Young man, do you know the pattern of the 100,000-mile Lancang Great Plains?"

Streamer Sword Hou Zhengse asked.

Of course, Chen Lin knew that this came from the memories of his previous life.

"I don't know. ”

In this life, he came from the small Ancient Sword Mansion, so naturally he shouldn't know so much, so he could only answer like this.

The Streamer Sword Marquis was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "One hundred thousand miles of Lancang, in fact, since more than a thousand years ago, there have always been only four voices. Only these four voices have a key role, and the other qiē size storage zài is not worth mentioning......"

"These four voices, of course, are the Lancang family, the Akiyama country, the Shangyuan Pavilion, and the Sichuan Sword Sect. ”

"Only these four parties can decide on a qiē. In one word, you can destroy the country and change the generation, and with one move, you can abolish the sect. ”

"Among these four directions, the Sichuan Sword Sect is a sword cultivator, and the Shangyuan Pavilion is a Taoist cultivator..."

"And our Qiushan Country, as well as the most powerful Lan Cang family, are inclusive, sword cultivation and Dao cultivation coexist, and there has always been a good balance. ”

"However......" The gaze of the Streamer Sword Marquis suddenly deepened, as if there were stars slowly rotating inside.

Chen Lin's expression was still calm.

However, his heart fluctuated violently.

Because, he knew that the great changes that happened in his previous life were about to come as scheduled...

Finally, the Streamer Sword Marquis said the answer he knew...

"And yet...... The wind and clouds have changed, and this balance has been broken..."

The voice of the streamer sword suddenly became intense, high-pitched and excited, as if the bloody era had already hit the face.

Chen Lin's body suddenly tensed.

Reborn again.

Nothing has changed.

And what he wants to do is to make this qiē...... All changed... R405