Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

Seeing Han Ningfeng's silence, Lin Chen drew his sword in front of everyone. "My patience is limited..."    

    

"Consider yourself ruthless. You can take away all the spirit stone, but you better remember this. If I don't kill you, I swear I won't be a human!"    

    

Han Ningfeng suppressed the anger in his heart. He carried the unconscious Mooh Xuanyu and quickly left the crowd.    

    

Han Tian also gave Lin Chen a meaningful glance and floated away.    

    

Looking at their backs, Lin Chen let out a long breath. He took the spirit stone, turned around, and returned to the Profound Sword Peak. This time, it could be said that he had reaped a great harvest.    

    

"Brother Lin."    

    

Just as Lin Chen was looking at the spoils of war from the spirit ring with a smile on his face, Wei Fann and Bai An actually walked over with an evil smile on their faces.    

    

Wei Fann came to Lin Chen's side, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, look at the two of us supervising your cultivation every day. It's been hard on you... We can't hide good things either. Let the two of us have a taste of the sweetness."    

    

Lin Chen could see the greed in their eyes. He hurriedly put away the storage spirit ring and said in a daze, "What good things? I don't know!"    

    

Wei Fann suddenly said seriously, "Of course it's the spirit stone. Quickly bring it over. We haven't been out to have fun for many days!"    

    

" No, I don't have the spirit stone. " Lin Chen turned around and ran. That was really fast.    

    

The wind breaking deacon kept coming. Lin Chen felt that his speed was very fast, but in the next moment, Lin Chen found that his speed was even faster, but the surrounding scenery suddenly retreated!    

    

When he returned to his senses, he was grabbed by Bai An's back and his clothes.    

    

Wei Fann also flashed in front of Lin Chen like a ghost. He smoothened the storage spirit ring in his pocket and winked at Bai An, saying, "Old man, let's go down the mountain and have fun."    

    

As the sound of the voice faded, Bai An and Wei Fann swaggered out of the sect, leaving Lin Chen alone in a mess.    

    

"I'll go..."    

    

Looking at the two swaggering figures in front of him, Lin Chen was speechless. He felt that Wei Fann and Bai An were even more unfathomable.    

    

Returning to the Profound Sword Peak and looking for a quiet cave, Lin Chen summoned the Green Cloud Sword with a thought and comforted himself, "Haha, luckily there are still hundreds of millions of spirit stone here, two poor bastards..."    

    

After muttering to himself, Lin Chen entered the sword. In the next moment, he was dumbfounded.    

    

The spirit stone Mountain, which should have been emitting a piercing light, had now turned into a pile of stone slag.    

    

"F * ck! What's going on?"    

    

Lin Chen growled. That was hundreds of millions of spirit stone! Rich enough to rival an entire country!    

    

Right at this moment, a mystic light flashed within the sword. A mysterious force sucked out all the spirit stone in Lin Chen's storage spirit ring.    

    

The following scene shocked Lin Chen from head to tail. He saw a mass of mystic light spread out from his Sword Heart and covered those spirit stone.    

    

Immediately after that, the spiritual energy of the spirit stone began to dry up. Strands of spiritual energy were devoured by the broken ancient sword.    

    

Not long after, the one million spirit stone's spirit energy was completely shattered and turned into stone slag...    

    

Looking at the spirit stone that had turned into stone slag, Lin Chen felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart as he looked at the spirit stone that had turned into stone slag.    

    

"What the f * ck? Are you playing with me? Hundreds of millions of spirit stone!"    

    

The hundreds of millions of spirit stone suddenly evaporated, causing Lin Chen to continuously wail.    

    

After a long while, Lin Chen calmed down. After a round of inspection, Lin Chen discovered that this Qing Ling had disappeared. Cloud Sword! After devouring hundreds of millions of spirit stone, the broken sword seemed to have started to heal, and its luster became brighter and brighter.    

    

"Could it be that the restoration of the Green Cloud Sword requires the consumption of spirit stone?"    

    

Thinking of this, Lin Chen felt that it was highly possible. His heart also became excited.    

    

This also gave him the hope of reforging the Nine Serene Sword.    

    

But swallowing hundreds of millions of spirit stone to cultivate a little bit, the spirit stone needed to be completely repaired would be an extremely difficult task to complete!    

    

Just thinking about it made Lin Chen feel a headache. However, if he did not repair it, it would be difficult to activate the Azure Cloud Sword. How could he talk about the Nine Underworlds Sword?    

    

"Resources..."    

    

Taking a deep breath, Lin Chen did not think too much about it. The inner circle competition would be held three months later. The most important thing right now was to increase his strength as soon as possible.    

    

When he thought about Han Ningfeng's punch, Lin Chen knew that there was still a huge gap between the two of them.    

    

He had already cultivated the Profound Heaven Fall Sword Art to the first level, but his current cultivation was still not enough to cultivate the second level. Therefore, he could only cultivate the incomplete Overrun Nine Swords that he obtained from the Martial Skill Pavilion.    

    

After flipping through the scrolls for a while, Lin Chen began his dull and monotonous cultivation.    

    

Concentrating, gathering Qi, waving his sword...    

    

In just a day, Lin Chen was able to perform the first move of the Overrun Nine Swords. As soon as the sword was unleashed, the sword light that covered thousands of miles was breathtaking and dazzling.    

    

After practicing day and night, thirteen days had passed without anyone noticing. On the steep cliff of the Profound Sword Peak, a figure pointed his sword at the huge rock in front of him. The sword light that was like a reflection of the moon and a mirror filled the air, and it was incomparably domineering.    

    

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...    

    

The rock was like tofu, and it was slashed with numerous sword marks. Each sword mark was three inches deep.    

    

"The sixth sword attack."    

    

Lin Chen's forehead was full of sweat, but he didn't care at all. He looked at the sword marks on the rock with satisfaction, and a faint smile appeared on his face.    

    

The sixth sword strike of the Overrun Nine Swords was several times harder than the previous five sword strikes, but its power was also several times greater. Lin Chen also spent seven days to master it. Apart from that, these thirteen days of bitter training not only improved Lin Chen's basic sword techniques, but also made the spiritual energy in his body purer.