Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

When Kuan Xuan's voice fell, Lin Chen sneered and raised the Green Cloud Sword.    

Kuan Xuan's expression was filled with disbelief. He could only watch as the Green Cloud Sword passed through his blood saber. Then, with a "kacha" sound, the blood saber broke with a loud bang!    

The Green Cloud Sword was a peerless divine weapon. Although it hadn't fully recovered, it was still incomparable to Kuan Xuan's blood saber. He had been using brute force to slash the saber. The two of them had collided a few hundred times, and the blood saber could no longer bear the burden.    

The sound of metal cracking could be heard. The blood saber in Kuan Xuan's hand had been broken into several pieces. If it wasn't for his quick retreat, Kuan Xuan's entire body would have been split into two by the Green Cloud Sword.    

"Damn it..." Kuan Xuan's eyes trembled as he looked at Lin Chen in shock. This blood saber of his was also a supreme grade weapon, but he didn't expect it to be broken as well.    

Without the blood saber, his strength would surely be greatly reduced.    

"What can you use to play with me now?" Lin Chen sneered. His eyes were overflowing with a bright light, and his combat intent was surging. He looked at Kuan Xuan disdainfully.    

The panicked Kuan Xuan was shocked for a moment. He quickly recovered from his shock and said fiercely, "Even without the blood saber, the gap between our cultivation is still real."    

He felt that the gap between their cultivation was not something a sword could make up for, so he was no longer as panicked. He couldn't help but sneer.    

"Is that so?"    

Lin Chen sneered and once again merged the two sword intent into the Green Cloud Sword. Circulating the Profound Heaven Fallen Sword Spell, a terrifying sword energy surged out. Immediately after that, a dragon roar shook the sky. Sharp sword energy spread out. Kuan Xuan's facial expression changed dramatically. He saw a water dragon with sword energy rushing towards him like a stormy sea.    

It was awe-inspiring.    

He could feel the terrifying sword intent contained within the water dragon. Kuan Xuan was shocked. How could he dare to neglect it? Spiritual energy surged into his fist. He shouted, "Blood Mountain Fist!"    

A surging fist energy shot out from his fist, hitting the body of the water dragon. The color on its body dimmed, and it directly sank into the water dragon's body. However, it was unable to stop the water dragon at all.    

"Blood Mountain Palm!" Kuan Xuan turned pale with fright. As he quickly retreated, he condensed another blood palm and pushed it out, but it was useless.    

Seeing that the water dragon was about to lunge at him, Kuan Xuan turned around in shock and ran away. But just as he turned his head, a sharp sword energy attacked him.    

With a glance, he saw that it was Lin Chen. No one knew when, but Lin Chen had appeared behind him and slashed at him with his sword.    

Kuan Xuan was shocked by the terrifying momentum of the water dragon, so he didn't pay any attention to Lin Chen's movements. In his panic, his facial expression was ferocious. With a blur of his palm, he sent out five blood palms in a row.    

Lin Chen's wrist shook, and he quickly swung out four sword generals. The five blood palms were all shattered. Kuan Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at the phantom image of the Water Dragon Sword Qi. Without caring about anything else, he dodged to the right. Followed by a scream, one of his shoulders couldn't dodge in time. It was directly rolled up into a rain of blood.    

"Lin Chen... Lin Chen..." Kuan Xuan looked at his shoulder that was spurting out blood and let out a wail, then he let out a ferocious roar.    

The two of them looked at each other with cold eyes. Lin Chen's eyes were cold, and Kuan Xuan's face was twitching. Although he couldn't believe that he had lost to a Seventh Layer of Spirit Gathering Stage warrior, he had no choice but to accept the fact that he had lost to a Seventh Layer of Spirit Gathering Stage warrior.    

Lin Chen smiled faintly. The Green Cloud Sword flashed with a green light, and was about to strike again.    

"Haha..." Kuan Xuan retracted his ferocious expression and quickly stopped the blood from flowing. He took a few deep breaths. With a gloomy expression, he said, "Lin Chen, I admit that you are indeed very strong. You are even stronger than an ordinary Seventh Layer of Spirit Gathering Stage. I am not your opponent, but I have to leave. You can't stay! "    

As his voice faded, smoke rose from under Kuan Xuan's feet. He turned his head and flew a hundred meters in the blink of an eye. His face was filled with pride as he said, "How can a Spirit Gathering Stage like you chase after the speed of a Second Layer of Profound Emperor Stage like me?"    

While he was speaking, Kuan Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood. With a vicious expression, he looked at Lin Chen and said in a deep voice, "You just wait for Lin Chen! Next time, it will be me and my boss who will come and take your dog life."    

However, at this moment, Lin Chen's expression was indifferent. There was a trace of a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.    

Kuan Xuan frowned. He felt that something was wrong, and in the next moment, a sharp aura suddenly came from in front of him. Immediately, an icy cold voice sounded and pulled him back to his sight. He said indifferently, "What did you say just now?"    

Kuan Xuan's expression changed. He was scared out of his wits. He hurriedly turned his head and looked back. He saw that Lin Chen, who was standing still, had turned into black Qi and dissipated.    

A shadow?    

This was the real ___?    

"How can this be..." Kuan Xuan was shocked. Only now did he know that Lin Chen's true body had been hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.    

Before he could finish his words, Lin Chen's Green Cloud Sword flashed, and Kuan Xuan's head was separated from his body. Blood spurted out and dyed the ground red.    

After Kuan Xuan died, a blood-red spirit core condensed not long after.    

Lin Chen breathed heavily as he put away the spirit core and searched Kuan Xuan's body. After a short while, he found dozens of different sized spirit core. This should be Kuan Xuan's spoils of war from the previous battle, but he didn't use it.    

After putting these and the storage spirit ring into his bag, Lin Chen quickly left the scene.    

In the following half a month, Lin Chen had killed over forty Demonic Beast. In addition, during these days, he had killed more than a hundred spirit core from other people, and his harvest was quite bountiful.    

Lin Chen felt that if he refined all of these, his cultivation should be able to reach the fifth level. And on the way back to refine them, he met a familiar person.    

He was a disciple of the Jinglin Sect, Shao Li!    

When he saw Lin Chen, his expression immediately changed to one of shock. He had an expression of disbelief when he saw a ghost, and his pupils shrank.    

Lin Chen's eyes were also filled with astonishment. The current Shao Lao was different from before. His entire body was emitting a gloomy black Qi. Although he still had his Divine Sense, his eyes were pitch-black. A bit empty. It was as if he was being controlled by something.    

How is it possible that you are still alive..." Shao Li said with a surprised expression. In his eyes, Lin Chen would never be able to survive the pursuit of Second Layer of Profound Emperor Stage Purple Gold.    

He could sense the gloomy Qi coming from Zhao Lao's body. Lin Chen furrowed his brows and said doubtfully, "I'm naturally alive to be able to stand in front of you. But you, you are covered in black Qi. Could it be that you are being controlled by the people of Devil Clan? "    

Upon hearing this, ___ was startled, but he immediately became furious and said, "What does it have to do with you? Go to hell!"    

As his voice fell, Zhao Yu brandished his long sword. Strands of dark and gloomy sword light appeared, and his body swept towards Lin Chen like a bolt of lightning.    

Wherever the sword light swept past, it brought with it a dim light, and gloomy devilish energy filled the surroundings of Lin Chen's body.    

"This is devil Qi?"    

Lin Chen's eyes focused. He could tell what was going on with just a glance. Then, with a solemn expression, he took out his Green Cloud Sword and swept it back.    

Perhaps it was because of the black Qi on Zhao Lao's body, but his cultivation had also reached the Second Layer of Profound Emperor Stage. After exchanging dozens of sword strikes, Lin Chen had already fallen into a disadvantageous position, and blood splashed out from his arm.    

"As expected, he was controlled by the demonic Qi. But why did that person keep his consciousness and allow him to move freely?" As Lin Chen swung his sword, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.