Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

The Overrun Nine Swords he got from the Pavilion of Martial Arts was only an incomplete scroll, with only the first six strikes. However, for Lin Chen, who had an amazing comprehension ability, creating the last three sword strikes was a piece of cake.    

    

The last three sword strikes that Lin Chen created were extremely dangerous. It was like a lonely peak that stood alone in the world, causing people to feel a chill in their hearts.    

    

After using the sword technique that he had created once, Lin Chen had a rough impression of it in his mind. He could vaguely feel the indescribable state of mind.    

    

Lin Chen believed that as long as he could master the last three sword strikes that he had created, he only needed one sword move to deal with those who were weaker than him. There were also flaws that could be traced when dealing with those who were stronger than him. Unless the opponent was extremely experienced and gradually grasped the concept of returning to simplicity.    

    

Nearly half a month passed in the blink of an eye.    

    

On the cliff, Lin Chen's entire body was drenched in sweat. The sword in his hand was wispy and unpredictable, and sword light crisscrossed.    

    

After nine consecutive sword strikes, the young man's eyes were like lightning, piercing through the void. His body suddenly jumped up, as if he had jumped down from a high mountain. The sword light was heavy, and a five inch deep cut appeared on the rock opposite him. The ten meter long sharp sword mark was neat and clean, and it was extremely shocking.    

    

"I've finally mastered it." In these fifteen days, Lin Chen had perfected the Overrun Nine Swords that he had created himself, and had also cultivated it to perfection. If there was anyone else present at this moment, their jaws would probably drop to the ground in shock.    

    

"It's time to return the martial skill." Lin Chen remembered the guardian elder's instructions and rushed to the Martial Skill Pavilion.    

    

He arrived at the Martial Skill Pavilion.    

    

The guardian elder raised his head and recognized Lin Chen with a glance. He said meaningfully, "How is it? I don't think you have mastered the Overrun Nine Swords yet! It was still not too late to change to another cultivation technique. "    

    

Lin Chen smiled faintly and said, "No need. I'm here to return the technique."    

    

"Alright, give me the identity token."    

    

The pavilion guardian elder lightly tapped the identity token and returned it to Lin Chen.    

    

"Are you sure you don't want to choose another martial skill?"    

    

"There's really no need for that. The Overrun Nine Swords is not bad." After saying that, Lin Chen turned around and was about to leave.    

    

The pavilion elder nodded subconsciously, then he was stunned, "You're saying that you have mastered the Overrun Nine Swords? How is that possible?"    

    

"More or less!"    

    

If the guardian knew that he had not only mastered the Overrun Nine Swords, but had also created the last three sword strikes, what would he think?    

    

Not wanting to expose too much, Lin Chen walked out.    

    

After Lin Chen left, the elder guarding the pavilion still couldn't believe it. He knew very well that the Overrun Nine Swords was an incomplete technique. This sword technique was created by the previous Sect Master of the Yanluo Sect. But for some reason, the real book was lost for no reason. What was left behind was only a handwritten incomplete book.    

    

Even so, it was still very difficult to cultivate the Overrun Nine Swords. After all, it was created with the painstaking effort of the previous sect. How could an inner sect disciple comprehend it?    

    

"The inner sect disciples nowadays are too exaggerated." The elder shook his head. Obviously, he didn't believe Lin Chen's words.    

    

As soon as he returned to the Profound Sword Peak, a tempting fragrance assaulted his face. Lin Chen, who was far away, could smell it and salivate. He had been practicing his sword for the past month and had never eaten anything. He had no idea what the taste of the meat was!    

    

Lin Chen sped up and arrived at the main hall. He saw Bai An and Wei Fann wolfing down the meat and wine.    

    

"I'll go. You two leave some for me."    

    

Lin Chen was drooling as he threw himself at them.    

    

Seeing Lin Chen pounce over, Bai An and Wei Fann reached out their hands at the same time to take away the roasted suckling pig on the fire rack. This made Lin Chen's pounce empty.    

    

Seeing Wei Fann and Bai An's action of protecting their food like pigs, Lin Chen was furious and said, "Forget it if you don't give it to me. I will exchange the sect contribution points for a cow!"    

    

Wei Fann was stunned when he heard that. He immediately tore off a piece of pig leg with a smile and threw it to Lin Chen. He said, "Little Junior Brother, you have worked hard in your cultivation. Come, I will give you a pig leg to make up for it."    

    

Bai An also looked at Lin Chen with a kind face and smiled. "Chen'er, be good. Eat slowly. Don't choke."    

    

"Hmph, that's more like it."    

    

Lin Chen snorted and wolfed down the pig leg. He then asked, "Big brothers, where are my spirit stone?"    

    

"Spirit stone? What spirit stone?" Bai An burped.    

    

Wei Fann pretended to be pitiful and said, "The old man and I met bandits and were robbed."    

    

Lin Chen was speechless and said, "Do you think I will believe you?"    

    

"It's up to you whether you believe me or not." Wei Fann did not think it was a big deal. He changed the topic and said, "Oh right, the Sect Master just sent someone to look for you."    

    

"Sect Master? Why are you looking for me?" Lin Chen was a little surprised. He had never seen the Sect Master before, so why was he looking for him?    

    

Wei Fann chewed on the pork in his hand and stuttered, "There is a mission that requires each peak to send one person. And I am also a trash. Our peak only has you, and you are still useful, so we sent you. "    

    

"F * ck, why didn't you say so earlier!"    

    

Lin Chen wiped his hands and rushed towards Vast Heaven Peak.    

    

The Vast Heaven Peak was the main peak of Yanluo Sect. It was a majestic and imposing mountain that towered into the sky.    

    

Lin Chen sprinted along the way, and after a few inquiries, he finally found the main hall of the Vast Heaven Peak.    

    

In the depths of the white clouds, immortal Qi lingered, making the main hall seem like an immortal paradise.    

    

Within the main hall.    

    

Sect Master Yuanxu sat on the seat of honor. His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes fierce, and he had an imposing aura. With a single shout, he had long since stepped into the Earth Netherrealm.    

    

He sat there majestically, and his gaze was fixed on the young man kneeling before His Highness.