Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

"Haha, as expected of the new elder. How could he find me?" A loud laughter came from the bushes, followed by Leng Shan's appearance.    

    

"In my soul perception, every movement of yours will have nowhere to hide." Lin Chen revealed a cold smile.    

    

"What a big tone. You just killed eight people in a row. I'm afraid you don't have much spiritual energy left." Leng Shan was not afraid.    

    

"Not more, not less. It's enough to kill you." Lin Chen shook the Green Cloud Sword, and sword energy overflowed in all directions.    

    

"Shameless boasting!" Leng Shan's eyes were cold and fierce. At the same time, his aura skyrocketed, as if he was an undefeatable war god.    

    

He looked at Lin Chen again, and with a buzzing sound, the sword Qi on his body started churning.    

    

* Hong...... *    

    

A deep pit was blasted out under his feet, and the ground was sent flying in all directions. Lin Chen's figure blurred and disappeared from where he stood.    

    

In the next moment, Leng Shan felt a sharp sword energy attack him. He was shocked, and after a moment of surprise, he waved his sword and counterattacked.    

    

Clang!    

    

The two swords collided in a row. Waves of incomparably violent energy instantly exploded, and a wind pillar rose up, enveloping the two of them within.    

    

Leng Shan felt a tremendous force coming from the long sword, and the powerful force made his muscles twitch violently. He almost lost his grip on the weapon, and shouted in shock. The strength of this young man's sword was more than a thousand kilograms. It was as heavy as a small mountain. It was like an ancient war god mixed with a power that could destroy everything.    

    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

    

The Green Cloud Sword mixed with the Destruction Sword Intent slashed in an extremely overbearing manner. In just ten breaths of time, the two of them exchanged ninety-nine moves.    

    

Lin Chen's fighting spirit was surging. It was as if all the blood in his body had been ignited. Waves of energy surged out from his body like raging waves, turning into sword Qi that made Leng Shan suffer terribly.    

    

* Hong Long...... *    

    

The rocks under Leng Shan's feet shattered, and his ankles sank into the soil. He still couldn't withstand the power of the Green Cloud Sword.    

    

"Aaaaaaaah! I'll fight you to the death!" Leng Shan, who had been forced into a corner, began to roar wildly. His expression was ferocious and terrifying.    

    

He couldn't understand why he, a Third Layer of Profound Emperor Stage warrior, had lost to Lin Chen twice during his cultivation.    

    

Lin Chen's wrist didn't stop, and the Green Cloud Sword kept waving around.    

    

The intense sound of metal colliding rang out, and it was unknown how many times the two swords had collided. Leng Shan kept adding new swords to his arms, causing blood to fly everywhere, and his flesh to become a bloody mess.    

    

After a while, Leng Shan's long sword broke apart. Both of his hands were cut off. Lin Chen took advantage of the situation and attacked with his sword.    

    

A wail was heard, and Leng Shan fell to the ground, dead.    

    

Looking coldly at the corpses on the ground, Lin Chen gasped for breath. After taking all of their storage spirit ring, he also disappeared from where he stood.    

    

Even if this Leng Shan didn't come today, Lin Chen would find him sooner or later.    

    

"Do you know? There is another elder in Black Forest City, and he is also very young."    

    

"Who doesn't know? I heard that he has caused a huge ruckus in the Assignment Hall. He has defeated four stewards and one elder in a row. In the end, it was only the Deputy City Lord who came out to settle the matter. "    

    

"I heard that the young man was only at the Spirit Gathering Stage. This is really a strange matter!"    

    

In a splendid jade shop in Black Forest City, a few girls in their twenties were gathered together, talking and laughing.    

    

"That man is really young and promising." Women all love beauty, so Yang Ninglu also chose jade in the shop.    

    

"Sigh, such a person is like a dragon and phoenix among dragons and phoenixes. If I hadn't already married, I would really want to marry him. Being a concubine is also satisfying!" Beside Yang Ninglu, a white-clothed woman said with infatuation.    

    

"Forget it. If your husband hears it, it will be over." Yang Ninglu smiled and glanced at him.    

    

"You mean that old bastard? He's already so old, how could he care about me?" She turned to Yang Ninglu and said, "Lu'er, it's not that I'm talking about you, you should get married too. There are few women in Black Forest City, it's too easy to find a good man. Look at you, it's so dangerous to follow your grandfather to the Black Spirit Mountain Range to pick herbs every day. Then look at me, I don't have to do anything every day. I just sit and enjoy the fruits of my labor."    

    

"Why is Lu Er so beautiful, and why is she worried that no man will like her? Hurry up and get married. This way, the few of us can be together every day. " The woman in black walked over.    

    

Yang Ninglu shook her head and ignored them. She continued to choose jade artifacts. These women grew up with her. They were all married and very rich. However, their husbands were old enough to be their grandfathers.    

    

"Aiya, isn't this Beauty Yang? We really are fated to meet again. Shopkeeper, pack up all the jade artifacts Beauty Yang has seen. " At this moment, a man in his thirties walked in from outside the shop and saw Yang Ning. His gaze was fixed on Yang Ning. He was delighted and said generously.    

    

The shopkeeper saw that a big customer had arrived and said with a smile, "Alright, I'll go now."    

    

Yang Ninglu turned her head and saw the guest's face clearly. She couldn't help but frown. The guest was Father Wang's son. His name was Wang Zhen, and he was a First Layer of Profound Emperor Stage warrior. He was thirty-one years old, and he had an ugly appearance. He was arrogant and despotic, and he had coveted him for a long time.    

    

Yang Ning bit her lips and said, "Thank you for your good intentions, my lord, but I can't accept it."    

    

"Why?" Wang Zhen was puzzled.    

    

Yang Ning hesitated for a moment and said truthfully, "I know you want to pursue me, but it's impossible for the two of us. I don't like you." As her voice fell, she didn't dare to offend the other party. She lowered her head and prepared to leave.    

    

"Hehe. Since you don't want to officially become my concubine, you can give me a good time, right?" Wang Zhen moved his body and blocked Yang Ning's path with an evil smile on his face.    

    

Yang Ning revealed her companions, but none of them dared to make a sound and hid at the side.    

    

"What are you trying to do?" Yang Ningluan's expression changed as she was scared.    

    

"Of course, I want to find a place for you to have a good time. Don't worry, I'll send you back when I'm done. "    

    

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Yang Ning's exposed waist. Ignoring her struggles and exclamations, he lifted her up and was about to walk towards his residence.    

    

"Don't struggle anymore, little beauty." Wang Zhen laughed loudly. As the son of Elder Wang, although there were people pointing and pointing on the street, no one helped him.    

    

"Let me go... Wuwuwu... Let go of me... Wuwuwu..." Tears streamed down Yang Ning's face as she struggled. However, as Wang Zhen's laughter grew louder and louder, her cries for help also became softer and softer. She knew that Wang Xian was a First Layer of Profound Emperor Stage warrior, and he had Elder Wang as his backing. No one in Black Forest City dared to disobey him.    

    

Just as her heart sank to the bottom of the valley and she felt disheartened, her gaze suddenly caught a glimpse of a young man walking out from the Pill Hall not far away.    

    

Lin Chen!    

    

She instantly saw hope and said, "Young Master Lin, save me!" However, just as she shouted, her heart turned cold again. Putting aside whether Lin Chen had the courage to save her from Wang Xianxian, he was only a Spirit Gathering Stage warrior, and he was just too weak.    

    

Lin Chen frowned and looked over. He saw Yang Ninglu being carried on the shoulder by a man, crying for help.    

    

Of course, Lin Chen wouldn't just sit there and watch. The air in his palm gushed out and he slapped forward, separating the two of them.    

    

"Who is it?" Wang Zhen was furious.    

    

Lin Chen slowly walked over and gave him a slap. He said, "Your father, get lost!"    

    

"You... you dare to hit me... Do you know that my father is Elder Wang?! Quickly apologize to me, or else this Black Forest City... There's no place for you." Wang Zhen was very wary of Lin Chen's strength. Although he was furious, he didn't dare to act rashly.