Full-time sword repair

"Master has passed away long ago."

Facing Yuan Haonian's question, Lin Jichen answered truthfully.

Yuan Haonian frowned deeper, and continued to ask: "What about Leng Fuming?"

"That's my Grand Master, who has already driven west."

"How could this be?" Yuan Haonian's face was in a daze, and his eyes were also blank.

It took him a long time to let out a sigh of emotion: "The old people are withering one after another, like leaves falling in the wind..."

Lin Jichen was a little strange, this guy didn't seem to know that he was also dead, and he seemed to have a lot of connections with Tianyan Sword Sect.

Seeing Lin Jichen's doubts, Yuan Haonian did not hide his secrets, and calmly narrated.

"Many, many years ago, our Jianwangzhuang, Tianyan Jianzong, Taibai Jianzong, and Sifang Jianzong were all first-class sword sects, and they were all secretly competing for the title of the strongest sword sect. At that time, I was the most outstanding sword sect in Jianwangzhuang. Disciple, and your master Leng Chengzhi is also the best disciple of Tianyan Sword Sect. We played against each other at the Immortal Ascension Conference, and we were evenly divided. In the end, I lost one move to him. It is a pity that I was out of the game, but I never obeyed him. It beats."

"Later I also beat him, but he would catch up and beat me very quickly. In this way, we have been constantly competing. We have been enemies for many years, and we have also been friends for many years. After arriving at the Guling Realm, then Nascent Soul, Huashen, and finally Dao Enlightenment Realm, our identities also changed from disciples to elders, and finally each became the head of the sect, but he and I still couldn't decide the winner. We agreed to break through. Let's try again after the Ascension Realm."

Speaking of this, Yuan Haonian's tone became a bit sad.

"I didn't expect that the covenant of ascension would be empty talk. Why did he die before I broke through the ascension..."

Lin Jichen wanted to comfort him, but in fact, Leng Feiyan's father had already broken through to become a fairy, but he just passed away.

As for why Yuan Haonian didn't break through to become immortal, I'm afraid he died halfway and was killed...

But before he could open his mouth, Yuan Haonian changed his subject unexpectedly and asked, "My old man asks you, who is the strongest sword sect now? Is it Jianwangzhuang or Tianyan sword sect? Or is it Sifang sword sect or Taibai sword sect? "

Lin Jichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect this old man to be so competitive, he wanted to be the best in everything, what a pity, he didn't know that the sword sect battle outside had ended long ago.

"To be honest, our Tianyan Sword Sect is the only strongest sword sect today. My master Leng Feiyan is the daughter of Leng Chengzhi. She has inherited the position of master and has already broken through to become an immortal. She is the most powerful sword cultivator in the world. No one is her match!"

When he said this, the corners of Lin Jichen's mouth were always raised, and the little pride that was unconsciously hung all over his face!

Yuan Haonian heard that his forehead was squeezed into a Sichuan character, and his old face was full of disbelief and dissatisfaction.

"Leng Feiyan? Ascension realm? Hmph! How is it possible! Don't you kid try to deceive me!"

Lin Jichen smiled bitterly, and explained again: "I didn't lie to you. My master's talent is hard to find through the ages. He has already broken through to the peak of Ascension, and he is only one step away from the legendary fairyland. With her, other sword sects are in our sect In front of you, you can only bow your head."

Yuan Haonian was even more dissatisfied after hearing this. He raised his wooden sword and pointed at Lin Jichen, and said coldly, "I won't believe your nonsense! Since you said that your Tianyan Sword Sect is number one, I would like to give it a try. Your master Sect disciple, what are your abilities! Do you dare to fight this old man?"

Lin Jichen hesitated for a moment, then decisively challenged.

"The senior wants to try the junior, why don't the junior dare!"

Yuan Haonian laughed, and said: "Okay, today you and I will compete, don't say that the old man bullies you, if you can survive a hundred moves in the old man's hands, you will win, you can take the treasures in the village, but you don't I hope the old man will be merciful, if you die in the hands of the old man, you can only feel bad luck, dare to fight?"

Lin Jichen remained silent. If he accepted it, it would be tantamount to saying that he could not seek help from his teammates.

But after thinking about it, if you don't accept it, you don't have to defeat him.

Thinking of this, he immediately strengthened his determination.

"The younger generation is going to fight! Senior let the horse come over!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Yuan Haonian laughed several times, and there was a bit of admiration in the laughter.

"For your courage, this old man admits that you are worthy of being the head disciple, and you will not be named as the Tianyan Sword Sect. To be honest, if you dare not agree, this old man will kill you! lest you tarnish my old friend The prestige of the sect!"

The corner of Lin Jichen's mouth twitched, this old guy never thought of letting him go...

"Thank you senior for your praise, please advise!"

After Lin Jichen finished speaking, he saluted with a sword, and the other party returned the salute in a very face-saving manner.

"Xiao Linzi, shall we help you? I think he deliberately provoked you because he was afraid that there would be too many of us to beat others?"

Ren Lan stood up worriedly and said.

Lin Jichen can't laugh or cry, please, just a group of sick people like you, even if you join forces, you will definitely not be able to beat them, this girl really dares to think...

He quickly shook his head and said: "I have made an agreement with senior, so you don't have to do anything."

Everyone heard the words and had to give up.

Yuan Haonian laughed again, and said: "That's right, that's the case, I won't let the elders come out, so as not to say that the old man bullied you."

Everyone trembled when they heard it, good guy, there are still masters in this village?

Now everyone said they were lucky, fortunately they didn't talk about martial arts to bully the less, if it happened, the old man would call out a few elders, it would be a shame, suicide would be fine.

Hearing that they don't need to make a move, Dapeng Yaoxiu almost cried with excitement. He is afraid that he is the most undignified Dao enlightenment powerhouse, and he doesn't even have the courage to make a move.

Needless to say, after he returns from this trip to the Dao Realm, it will be difficult for him to get close to his cultivation base within a hundred years, and it is even possible to retreat if he does not advance.

But compared to Xiaoming, Dapeng Yaoxiu can't care so much anymore.

Everyone retreated to the side, leaving the ring to Lin Jichen.

Facing this peerless master who was in the same era as his master's father, Lin Jichen put up all his energy and dared not be careless.

The two faced each other from a distance, and Yuan Haonian gave Lin Jichen a look.

Lin Jichen understood immediately, took the lead, and attacked him!

"Sky Light Slash!"

With a sword swung, light and shadow intertwine, like a ray of morning sun suddenly appearing from the edge of the sky.

Seeing this, Yuan Haonian showed nostalgia and excitement in his eyes.

"It is indeed the sword technique of Tianyan Sword Sect, haha, I never expected to compete with Tianyan's disciples in my lifetime, I will die without regret!"

While speaking, Yuan Haonian's momentum changed suddenly, and his eyes became sharp and indifferent, looking down on all living beings like a god's mansion in the sky, treating everything as nothing!

He casually raised the wooden sword in his hand. This ordinary wooden sword was like a magic weapon in his hand. It easily cut through the air flow, and a beam of sword energy rose across the sky!

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