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Chapter 905 Evil Sword

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    "This sword has a lot to do with the disappearance of Xijizhou."

    Lin Chen no longer paid attention to others, but quietly looked at the long sword in Fang Tagu's hand, and said: "After endless years of development, hundreds of countries have become powerful and prosperous, with thousands of martial gods and over 100 million martial emperors. Their strength is,  Among the states in Osun Continent, it ranks among the best.¡±

    Fang Tagu¡¯s expression changed slightly.

    There are thousands of Martial Gods and over 100 million Martial Emperors?

    Today, it is unthinkable to even think about it. The Fang clan, one of the seven ancient clans in China, has less than the number of martial gods in one hand.

    If those hundreds of kingdoms survive to this day, their strength may be able to sweep across China.

    "Edit, then edit."

    Jiang Hao sneered and shook his head. He didn't say much, but his eyes were full of malicious sarcasm.

    The guests in the hall all had smiles in their eyes.

    Even some people who had listened with interest now realized that Lin Chen was making up a story.

    There are thousands of Martial Gods, how dare you make them up, does he know what the Martial Gods are?

    Lin Chen said calmly: "In one of the small countries, there was a young man with a blood feud. His father was once the number one swordsman in the West Pole State, but he was betrayed by his wife. Under the siege of dozens of martial gods, he was filled with hatred.  Until his death, the young man witnessed all this, and he took his father's spine with him to find the strong man at that time, the God of Craftsman."

    "God of Craftsmanship!"

    Fang Tagu¡¯s pupils shrank sharply. As a sword lover, he knew many swordsmiths.

    The name of the Craftsman God is like thunder piercing the ears.

    Fang Jie asked in confusion: "Who is the God of Craftsman? Is he a character you made up again?"

    "Jie'er, shut up. Senior Craftsman God is the maker of the Five Swords in the World. You must not be blasphemed."

    Fang Tagu looked at Lin Chen with deep eyes and said, "You continue."

    Lin Chen nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Young man, I want to use his father's spine and ask the God of Craftsman to make it into a peerless sword. The God of Craftsman is kind-hearted. Seeing that the young man is too murderous, he is unwilling to make a sword for him, so the young man uses it."  The spine pierced his heart and begged the God of Craftsman. The God of Craftsman was touched, found a famous doctor, and saved the boy. He also used the spine to forge a peerless sword. Although the sword was good, it was full of evil thoughts and evil intentions.  The god wanted to destroy it, but the young man took the sword and left.¡±

    Inside and outside the main hall, there was dead silence. Everyone was quietly listening to the story told by Lin Chen.

    "The boy and the sword became one, almost integrated into one. From the evil sword, he inherited his father's will and his father's lifelong learning. Overnight, he became an eternity more terrifying than his father.  The first swordsman."

    In Lin Chen's mouth, he spoke coldly: "In the history of Ossen Continent, there has never been a more terrifying swordsman than him. He used that evil sword to massacre the West Ji State, hundreds of nations, and hundreds of millions of people.  , thousands of Martial Gods, and over 100 million Martial Emperors, all died under the evil sword. Later, he smashed the West Ji State with one sword, shattered the void, and left the Ossen Continent."

    Hearing Lin Chen¡¯s words, everyone was dumbfounded.

    In Lin Chen¡¯s description, Xijizhou can be said to be a holy land of martial arts, and the prosperity of its martial arts is a hundred times better than that of China today.

    But, such a holy land of martial arts was destroyed by one person?

    What¡¯s even more terrifying is that even Xijizhou was chopped into pieces with a sword?

    How can this be!

    Under everyone's shocked gazes, Lin Chen suddenly smiled and said, "I thought that the evil sword would leave the Orson Continent and follow him to soar in the sea of ??stars, but I didn't expect that.  He actually left that sword in China, in the hometown of the Craftsman God."

    Speaking of this, Lin Chen raised his eyes and looked out the window at the silent night sky.

    Where should that guy be now?

    "Poof!"

    Lin Feng was the first to hold back and laughed out loud: "Haha, the Body Tempering Realm is indeed the Body Tempering Realm! His understanding of martial arts is completely beyond our imagination. Martial God, that is the last realm of cultivation.  Who can kill thousands of Martial Gods? Over 100 million Martial Emperors?"

    Lin Feng¡¯s laughter suddenly woke everyone up.

    The next moment, everyone couldn¡¯t help laughing.

    "It makes me laugh to death, the body tempering realm is indeed the mentally retarded realm."

    "The Martial Emperor has over 100 million, so the Martial Saint must have hundreds of billions? The Martial Saint must have tens of trillions?"

    "Hahaha, this sword is so scary. It scares people to death. It is a sword that has killed tens of millions of people!"

    "I'm just confused. A sword that has cut down so many people needs to be polished every time it is cut? Hasn't this sword polished off the skin yet?"

      Everyone burst into laughter.

    The guests¡¯ joyful laughter resounded throughout the main hall and outside.

    Fang Jie couldn't help but look at Lin Chen with a smile on his face and said: "Young man, according to what you said, as long as you get this sword, you can get the inheritance of the first swordsman from the sword, and then you can cultivate in an instant  Can you kill thousands of warrior gods?"

    The way he looked at Lin Chen became more pleasing to the eye.

    He thought Lin Chen was here to help Fang Jin, but he never expected that Lin Chen was actually an ally!

    "You can understand it that way."

    Lin Chen nodded, thought for a moment, and said with a serious face: "However, after the first swordsman's spine was used by the young man, there was very little will left in it. It is difficult to create a god of war. Moreover,  Unless he has a blood feud and a strong murderous intention, he would not be able to awaken the will in the evil sword."

    "Hahaha!"

    Looking at Lin Chen¡¯s serious expression, everyone couldn¡¯t help but burst into laughter again.

    Lin Feng and others were instantly ecstatic.

    Originally, I was thinking about how to make Lin Chen look embarrassed, but I didn¡¯t expect that Lin Chen would say such sensational remarks.

    Without any need for them to take action, Lin Chen made a cocoon and trapped himself inside.

    Fang Jin's face turned red with anger, he pointed at Lin Chen and shouted angrily: "You bitch, who sent you to harm me? Get out! Get out of here! Wait, I will kill you tonight!"

    He listened with great interest at first, but the more Lin Chen talked, the more outrageous he became. Afterwards, it was as if he was talking about myths and legends.

    "Crush Xijizhou to pieces with one sword!"

    He really dared to say that even if there was such a terrifying swordsman, he would never become so strong overnight.

    It¡¯s a complete fantasy!

    "You don't believe it?"

    Lin Chen sneered, turned to Fang Tagu, and said, "Do you believe the story I told you?"

    Fang stepped on the ancient eyebrow peaks and locked them tightly.

    His reason told him that he should not believe this nonsense.

    However, when Lin Chen told this story, he clearly felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be touched. Within the blade, a terrible soul seemed to be gradually reviving.

    A chill as cold as water spread throughout his body from the hilt of the sword.

    Fang Tagu took a deep breath, looked at Lin Chen, and asked, "What is the name of this sword?"

    "no name."

    Lin Chen smiled slightly and said: "I have always called it the evil sword, one of the five swords in the world."

    Hiss!

    As soon as these words came out, everyone inside and outside the main hall couldn't help but gasp.

    This sword is actually one of the five swords in the world?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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