The Strongest Mad Emperor in History

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Chapter 309 What the **** are you

This is a dark world.

In the heavens and the earth, there seems to be a matrix formation that divides the heavens and the earth into isolated spaces, which seem strange.

However, at this moment, a slightly thin figure in black is completely ignoring these formations, and freely shuttles in each different space.

Lin Chen!

"Is this the ban set by the owner of the stele, it's not bad."

The surface of the forest dust is shrouded with a cyan light, and the bright eyes are also flashing with a cyan light. The Qing Emperor ’s floating slaughtering operation is to the extreme, which senses this world, and thus breaks the spiritual array imprisonment here.

That feeling is like Canxue encountering lava. When it meets, it is ruthlessly destroyed and crushed.

"But if you want to use these formations to stop me, then you will look down on me."

The corner of Lin Chen's mouth set off a slight arc.

In these isolated spaces, there is a valuable treasure, but for these treasures, Lin Chen directly chose to ignore it.

His goal is not the treasure of these small spaces.

His goal is the most precious thing in this stele—the artifact of the ancient times!

Without much hesitation, Lin Chen continued to walk out, "walking unhindered" in a certain direction.

This process lasted about five minutes.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lin Chen frowned and stabilized his body.

In his eyes, there was a flash of glaucoma.

"Oh, it seems that if you want to find that thing, you have to go through your assessment."

Lin Chen murmured softly, sighed slightly, and shook his head.

And at the same time, in front of him, the dim and empty void suddenly twisted without warning, forming a huge space vortex.

Then, an old figure slowly walked out of the vortex of space.

He was walking on a cane, wearing a black robe, and the gully on his face was a testament to time. With sharp eyes and sharp sword eyebrows, we can see how handsome and handsome the old man was when he was young.

Lin Chen squinted his eyes and finally locked his eyes on the old crutch, in the hands of the old man.

If you look closely, you will be surprised to find that this is not a crutch, but rather a scabbard.

A faint jianqi, although weak, actually existed, emanating from the crutches.

That kind of sword spirit makes people tremble.

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes.

"Oh?"

At this time, the old man looked at Lin Chen, and immediately he was stunned. In those eyes, the color of doubt flashed.

"you……"

The old man stared at Lin Chen and asked in a low voice.

From Lin Chen's body, he felt a breath, a very strange breath.

That kind of breath is not something ordinary martial arts practitioners can have!

"I'm Lin Chen. It should be yours ... junior."

Lin Chen arched his hands at the old man, his attitude was rather modest, said.

"Strange, weird."

The old man stared at Lin Chen for a long while, his face getting more and more confused, but in the end he jumped out and said, "What the **** are you?"

"Uh……"

Lin Chen twitched.

I go, what does this sentence mean?

Call me or hurt me!

"Also."

The old man sighed and seemed to give up.

"The old man doesn't care what you are, now that you are here, the old man will assess you."

Then, the old man said in an old voice, like a bell, echoing.

"Assess ..."

Lin Chen's face heard the words, but it was still indifferent, people could not see the mood.

"I am His Majesty the Seventh Disciple of the Sword Sovereign. Since ancient times, he has been called a swordsman. Today, I will give you the first assessment.

"Boy, are you ready?"

The old man asked with an old voice.

"Guaijian, this name is a little funny."

Lin Chen heard the words, and couldn't help but feel a little wanting to laugh.

I really don't know who got the name, so he gave him this "embarrassing" name?

But Lin Chen did not show it, but nodded: "Ready."

"The first assessment, start."

Before the sound of the crutch sword fell, he just raised his cane and set aside a little space in front of him.

Hum!

Buzz!

The space is rippling!

Suddenly, Lin Chen felt a flower in front of him, and when he was back to normal, he found that he did not know when he had reached a mountain top!

The first thing to notice is the endless clear sky and white clouds.

Woohoo!

The cold wind whistled, with a trace of crickets, echoing in the ears.

Lin Chen frowned. Where is this? Is the assessment here?

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lin Chen snorted lightly. If there was any induction, he looked up and looked at the top of the mountain.

There, the "guiding sword" in a black robe, suddenly appeared, standing on top of the mountain, carrying one hand on his back to Lin Chen, the sleeve robe fluttering, chic.

"The old man loved sword skills throughout his life, studied various sword skills for more than 200 years, absorbed the best of each family, and finally created a sword skill.

The sword turned open, and the voice was old and thick and said, "The old man named it, heavenly sword skills, sword turning skills."

"The name of the sword-turning technique is enough for the soil." Lin Chen murmured a little in his heart.

"Boy, today the old man will show you the sword-sword technique, and your task is to learn the appearance of the sword-sword technique in seven days, and you can release it‘ with nothing else ’.”

The old man spoke again and said hurriedly.

"Learn only the outside, not the real essence? Are you sure, senior?"

Lin Chen frowned, asking a little puzzledly.

We must know that the most important thing in any combat technique, whether it is sword skill, sword skill, boxing skill, fingering, etc., is not the external, but the essence of it.

Only by comprehending the essence of it can one practice a combat skill to the maximum.

If you only grasp the external aspects, but you don't understand the essence, then you will at least learn a little bit of fur.

But now, this old man made me learn only the outward appearance of sword skills.

"Yes, that's right. You only need to learn the appearance of the sword-breaking technique in seven days. The old man, you have broken through."

The old man is sure, said leisurely.

"Senior, can junior ask you a question?" Lin Chen raised his hand and asked with a smile.

"But say."

The old man turned his back to Lin Chen and nodded.

"Senior, how many levels do you have?" Lin Chen asked his doubts.

"The old man is His Majesty's seventh disciple, which means that there are seven levels in this level."

The old man did not conceal anything, and said calmly: "After the seven passes, you can see Master Jianzun, and at that time, you will see the thing you want to see."

"That thing I want to see."

Lin Chen smiled.

In this case, let's start this assessment.

I, Lin Chen, don't want to waste time on this kind of meaningless assessment.

"Senior, let's get started." Lin Chen said.

"The old man's sword-making technique was demonstrated a total of seven times, and demonstrated once every day. After seven days, if you can learn the old man's sword-making technique, then you can pass, but if you cannot learn the old man's technique after seven days, Sword turning, the old man will teleport you to the outside world. "

The old man said, suddenly his voice raised a little: "Boy, look good."

The voice didn't fall, and with a loud whistle, the turning sword in the old man's hand squirted out.

Cold light flashed.

Huh!

Endless sword air burst out!

This void seemed to be mourning.

Under the raging of this fierce sword spirit, the world and the earth are all unbearable!

"Good sword spirit."

Lin Chen also had a faint look. In the last life, he also practiced a lot of sword skills and had a deep understanding of swords.

Can condense the sword's qi to such a degree, I am afraid that this sword-stealer has achieved the highest level of achievement in one of the swords!

"However, although this turning sword is very accomplished, it is still a little worse than I was before."

Lin Chen's mouth twitched, setting off a proud arc.

As everyone knows, the last life of Lin Chen is the wickedness of the genius, the arrogance of the wickedness, whether it is sword skills, sword skills, boxing skills, etc., all have cultivated countless, and the perception of combat skills has already reached the point of fire.

This turning sword makes the accomplishment in one of the swords less than Lin Chen, and it is naturally reasonable.

At this time, the sword-sword keeper held the sword and waved it.

"The art of turning swords focuses on the word" turning ", turning into turning, moving into turning, not straight into turning ..."

While dancing, the sword was introduced, the voice echoed clearly.

The sword light was dancing, the sword gas was whistling, like a row of snakes, surrounded by the body of the swordsman, both attackable and defenseable. The feeling was simply four words, seamless.

"Uh……"

However, Lin Chen looked at it, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"God cares for me."

Lin Chen frowned and smiled.

Because as Lin Chen watched, he could see that the sword-making technique of the sword-sword had been practiced before!

And the depth of cultivation is not too shallow!

Now, Lin Chen looks at the sword to make a move, and can conceive the next move, although there are some deviations, but generally not much different.

It's just that there is one difference: the name.

The name of the sword practice practiced by Lin Chen I was not "Sword of Turning Sword" but "Snake Sword".

Now it can be concluded that the basic way of the "Sword of the Snake" and the "Sword of Turning Sword" is the same. After meeting one of them, the other can be exhibited.

Lin Chen smiled.

In this way, it took seven days to learn this sword turning technique?

Give me half an hour, I'll review it, it should be almost!

This is definitely not blowing!

In fact, Lin Chen was even more surprised, still behind.

In the next few assessments, Lin Chen discovered that the sword skills that these people required to learn were almost all practiced in the last life ...

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