Chapter I

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A lonely lamp is cut to shine on the empty room, half of the eyes are cold and misty to the red makeup, if you ask when you will return, Mo Dao has white hair and two temples.

In the spring of 1369 in the Shenwu calendar.

The mountain behind the Sword Villa in the western domain of the Shenwu Continent is under the Huangluan tree on the Broken Soul Cliff. At this time, a woman in a red robe seemed to have a faint cry.

"Lin Feng, I hope I can still be with you in the next life...... Ruyan will go first......" After speaking, he jumped into the ...... under the Broken Soul Cliff.

Seven months ago

Autumn 1368 in the Shenwu calendar.

Under the Huangluan tree on the Broken Soul Cliff. A couple who appear to be a couple are talking.

"Lin Feng, can you not go for my sake?

The man turned his back, "Like smoke, I have to fight this time in the competition." I promise you this is the last time, and after this time we will be together forever and never separated. ”

After hearing this, the woman stepped forward and took two steps to hug the man from behind. "What's good, this is the last time, bring your father's sword book to me for safekeeping, after this time, you are not allowed to cultivate, we will live in seclusion together and live a happy life."

"Okay, I promise you, give." As he spoke, the man took away the woman's hand around his waist, then turned around and took out the sword from his bosom and handed it to the woman.

"Like smoke, wait for me here, under the Huang Luan tree, we will see you or leave." After speaking, his figure flashed, and the person was gone.

"Lin Feng, take care, I hope nothing will happen."

The rivers and lakes are changing, but there is one thing that remains the same, that is, the position of the supreme martial arts, everyone who cultivates martial arts wants to ascend to the supreme position of martial arts, firstly, it has a status above ten thousand people, and secondly, it can become famous. Lin Feng is one of them, in order to taste his father's wish, he has practiced swords in the mountains for many years, just to let the martial cultivators in the world know that the Lin family's sword spectrum is flying out of the sky......

On the erection day, tens of thousands of people from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the Western Regions were all there. At this time, the person in the ring was none other than Lin Feng, who had just defeated a martial cultivator, and another martial cultivator flew onto the stage. This person has blue hair, is dressed in a blue robe, and holds a paper fan, so that people just want to say a personable word.

"Lin Zixuan, if I defeat you today, I will defeat a hundred opponents, you are really lucky.

"It's useless to say more, the victory or defeat is not yet known, although your Flying Immortal outside the sky is well-known in the martial arts cultivation world, I haven't lost since my debut, and your Flying Immortal outside the sky may not be able to beat me. Let's make a move. ”

After that, Lin Feng didn't say much, only took the sword in both hands and walked towards Lin Zixuan. I saw that the sword light was shining in the ring, and the two of them were constantly colliding, and a few of them had fought for more than 100 rounds.

When the two of them separated in the second fight, Lin Zixuan spoke, "It's all small carving insect skills, if we continue to fight like this, we may not be able to tell the winner when it's dark, Lin Feng will make a decisive move, let me know whether the flying immortals outside the sky are in vain or genuine." ”

"Hmph, you brought it on yourself." After saying that, after saying that luck activated the Flying Immortals outside the sky, I saw that Lin Feng seemed to be divided into four. The people in the audience couldn't help but sigh when they saw it, this is an afterimage, and it has been substantiated, and I am afraid that no one in the Western Regions Martial Cultivation Realm can stop this blow.

And in the ring, Lin Feng and the two were indeed fighting, but the moment the two collided, Lin Feng did spit blood from his mouth and flew out upside down, on the edge of the ring, Lin Feng covered his chest with his left hand, and held a sword in his right hand against the difficult opening in the ring.

"It can't be...... This is impossible, the Flying Immortals have not been defeated and will not be defeated. ”

At this time, the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the audience sat up. "The victory and defeat have been decided, in this competition, Lin Zixuan of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect won .......

And on the ring, Lin Feng did still mutter, "This is impossible, this is impossible." ”

At this time, Lin Zixuan spoke, "Originally, the victory and defeat have been decided, I shouldn't have said much, but many seniors are present today, and there is something I have to bring up." ”

"The Flying Immortals outside the sky are not Lin Feng's family heirlooms, but they are stealing my Ten Thousand Swords Sect Ten Thousand Swords Duel and Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect."

Lin Feng said angrily, "You spew blood. ”

"If you say that I am spewing blood, you will show evidence? Prove that flying immortals are your home specialty. ”

"This ......, the sword spectrum is ......, and I didn't bring it with me."

"Yes, since you can't take it out, I have evidence to prove that this is the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Due, please come with me."

After speaking, he walked towards the back mountain of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and Lin Zixuan led everyone to a cave in the back mountain of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Lin Feng also followed.

"Guys, this is where I usually practice swords." I saw that on the wall of the cave, there were dense words carved into it, and it looked like it had been some years.

"This is the last form of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Dueling, please see if it is exactly the same as his Flying Immortals Outside the Sky, because this move is very vicious, so it is sealed here by the head of my sect."

Many of the leaders stepped forward to watch, and the most powerful Poison Sword Sect Master was the first to speak, "Well, it's exactly the same," and the others also chimed in.

"In addition, I also have a testimony that a year ago, someone came to my stone room to steal sword records, and happened to bump into my wife. Madame came out and identified it to see if it was the person. ”

With that, a woman walked in at the door of the stone room. And when Lin Feng saw this person, he couldn't help but say, "What? Be...... It's you....... Seeing the woman in front of her, Lin Feng was at a loss, why did this happen, she .......

The woman came in, looked at this person, and said, "That's right, this person was the one who stole the sword book that day." ”

"What did you say!" Lin Feng stared at the woman in front of him, indignant. "Huang Luan is not under the tree, you ...... Why? ”

"Brother Lin Feng, what did you say? This is my wife, do you know her? ”

"I don't know him, when he was stealing a sword book that day, he was bumped into by me and almost killed me, it's him."

When Lin Feng heard this, another mouthful of blood spurted out. On that day, the woman who swore an alliance with him and made a private life was .......

The head of the Poison Sword Sect said, "You scum of the martial arts cultivation world, everyone will be punished......

"You lied to me...... Ahhh ”

As he spoke, he threw himself at the woman.

"It's up to you." Lin Zixuan dodged directly in front of the woman and repelled Lin Feng with one palm.

"I'll be back, you wait." After saying that, he flew away.

"Want to have a future? I'm going to die now, everyone chase after me, don't let go of this scum in the martial arts cultivation world. After speaking, Lin Zixuan took the lead in chasing after him, and the other heads also followed.

In the stone room, Liu Ruyan looked at Lin Feng's disappearing figure, and actually sat down on the ground and cried, "Lin Feng...... Sorry ......"

Lin Feng fled all the way, and he couldn't break the road. Only to the Black Wind Cliff of the mountain, standing on the edge of the cliff, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh. "If ...... is such a dead end, will the heavens kill me?" Lin Zixuan and other masters followed.

"Look where you're going. Today, I will abolish your cultivation and harm the martial arts cultivation world. After speaking, Lin Zixuan abolished Lin Feng's dantian in a few moves.

The dantian was destroyed, and Lin Feng couldn't help but half-kneel on the pole. "Hmph...... Lin Zixuan, you hypocrite. I'll get my revenge! ”

"Die!" Saying that, Lin Zixuan kicked Lin Feng into the deep cliff.

"Ahhhhh

"Supreme Lin, you have done a good deed for the martial arts cultivation world today, and your merits are immeasurable." The head of the Poison Sword Sect patted his ass. "This is what I should do, hahaha......"

……

No one saw that there was a burst of spatial fluctuations that sucked Lin Feng in the fall.

……

Lin Feng only felt that he had no consciousness at all. "It's so cold, am I already dead? Dad, I didn't fulfill your wish,

Didn't make a name for himself ......"

I don't know how long it took, Lin Feng seemed to hear a woman's voice.

"You're ......, are you okay?"

(Level setting, martial arts world: True Martial Realm, Lingwu Realm, Yuan Martial Realm, Xuanwu Realm, Tianwu Realm.) Each realm is divided into the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, the consummation, and the great consummation. Fantasy Martial Cultivation World: Quenching Body Realm, Condensing Pulse Realm, Qi Gathering Realm, Metamorphosis Realm, Earth Soul Realm, Heavenly Soul Realm, Xuan Netherworld Realm, Empty Underworld Realm, Human Yuan Realm, True Yuan Realm, Spirit Yuan Realm, Fengdi. Each realm is divided into nine stars. The Quenching Body Realm is equivalent to the True Martial Realm and the Lingwu Realm in the Martial Arts Realm, the Condensation Pulse Realm is equivalent to the Yuanwu Realm and the Xuanwu Realm, and the Qi Gathering Realm is equivalent to the Tianwu Realm.

ps. The life span of the martial arts world is usually one hundred years, and if you don't cultivate a big realm, it will increase by fifty years. The first three realms of the fantasy world are the same.

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