Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

"Men and women are different. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to do this."

"Junior sister, don't you know how I feel about you? You've hurt my heart by stopping me at the door." Zhao Mengyan said relentlessly.

"I've already gone to bed. Let's do it next time." Lian You said helplessly.

"Then why did I hear someone talking in Junior Sister's room just now?"

Lin Che's face darkened. It seemed that the two of them were too engrossed in their conversation just now, and they didn't care whether someone was far away or close.

"Or are you being coerced by someone? Don't be afraid, Senior Brother will come in soon." Zhao Mengyan smashed the door lock with a palm and then walked in.

"It's you! Why are you here?" Zhao Mengyan saw Lin Che as soon as he entered the room, and his face changed drastically.

And Lin Che naturally didn't want to hide, just looked at Zhao Mengyan coldly.

"Do you need me to take a walk with you?" Lin Che said coldly.

"You!" Zhao Mengyan took a half step back, obviously afraid of Lin Che.

Lian You quickly winked, signaling Lin Che not to do it.

The two had known each other for a long time, so Lin Che naturally understood.

He knew that Sword Saint Pei Yunke lived not far away. If he killed his apprentice under his nose, it would be difficult to end it.

"Young Master Lin Che is someone Lianyou admires, and it was Lianyou who invited Young Master Lin to come to my room tonight." Lianyou explained.

Zhao Mengyan's face was livid. He had been trying to please Lianyou for a long time but couldn't even get in the door. Lin Che was actually invited by her. How could he not be angry?

"Then how do you explain this window?" Zhao Mengyan snorted coldly as he looked at the window destroyed by Lin Che's sword.

"I just like the barbaric way. Does it have anything to do with you?" Lin Che sneered.

Zhao Mengyan was even more furious at the moment, "Junior Sister Lianyou, Master said not to have too much contact with these people in the martial arts world. You should take care of yourself."

After that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"If you tell anyone about what happened today, I will make you disappear forever." Lin Che said lightly.

After Zhao Mengyan left, Lianyou quickly closed the door, "Young Master, Lianyou has something to give you."

Lin Che looked at her in confusion, but saw Lianyou took out several broken swords from the space ring.

"This is! Jiuxiao... Dragon Roar Sword!" Lin Che took the broken swords, feeling inexplicably sad.

"This sword is made of ancient meteorite iron, and it also seals the soul of the ancient dragon god, so it can shock hundreds of monsters. The Queen of Monsters was afraid that the sword would fall into the hands of the enemy, so she destroyed it." Lianyou said guiltily.

"I stole its fragments back, thinking that I could return it to you one day."

Lin Che nodded and put the fragments away.

"Thank you very much."

This sword was Nie Wushuang's sword at the time, and it was also a magic weapon that he used very easily. Lin Che was naturally a little depressed when the sword was damaged.

After the two of them cleared up their past grudges, they exchanged pleasantries for a long time. Lin Che not only learned from Lian You the entrance to the Hundred Thousand Mountains and how to enter, but also learned about many plans of the Supreme Demon Queen.

Until late at night, when Lin Che returned to his room, the old beggar was still snoring like thunder, even louder than the iron forging sound in Yujian Villa.

The Sword Tomb is a taboo place in Yujian Villa. Even among Yujian Villa's own people, only a handful of people are qualified to enter here.

It is said that the Sword Tomb buries the bones and swords of the masters of Yujian Villa from all generations. Once you step into it, you can feel an extremely powerful sword intent filling your senses!

And under the Sword Tomb, there is actually a space. At this time, an old man with gray hair but a strong body is constantly striking a sword.

Every time he strikes, he seems to need to use all his strength.

Next to the old man is a strange sword formation, with seven simple and powerful swords inserted on the sword formation, and in the center of the sword formation is a pile of huge bones.

Above the corpse, there was a floating phantom, which looked extremely strange.

"Old man, you want to use my soul power to achieve your unparalleled masterpiece. Why don't you let my soul leave this sword formation, and I will help you forge the sword myself?" The voice of the phantom was a little sharp.

The old man seemed to have heard nothing, and continued to forge the sword in his hand. Every time he struck, his life force weakened a little!

At this time, a middle-aged man walked in. This man was also tall, with a strong body full of explosive power.

The middle-aged man was the owner of Yujian Villa, the world's number one swordsmith - Wan Jingcheng!

But he was a little respectful when he saw the old man, because the old man in front of him was his father Wan Renshan, who was once the world's number one swordsmith!

But just ten years ago, Wan Renshan suddenly closed his eyes to forge a sword, vowing to forge a magic sword that would be passed down through the ages!

"Dad, you are tempering a sword with the power of the ancient demon god's soul. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. Stop it." Wan Jingcheng said earnestly.

"My biggest goal in this life is to create a sword that can enter the top three of the divine sword list. I don't want to lose the bet I made with him back then." The old man said lightly.

"But I don't want to see you lose your life for something impossible!" Wan Jingcheng sighed bitterly.

"Impossible?" The old man snorted coldly, "The first-ranked Zhutianyun Divine Sword was created by the first generation of Yunhuang, and the second-ranked Ranyue Feitian Sword is a supreme divine weapon that flowed into the continent from another dimension. I dare not have any thoughts about these two swords.

But the sword I created will be the second only to these two swords in Jiuxiao Continent!" The old man said firmly.

"But you have been creating it for so long, and this sword still has no spirit, and your body has been declining day by day." Wan Jingcheng said with pain.

Divine weapons need to be endowed with spirit. Only a sword with spiritual meaning can be called a divine sword. For example, the Jiuxiao Dragon Sword is endowed with dragon soul.

But the sword's soul-giving requires not only the hard work of the swordsmith, but also the right time and place. This is why there are only so many swords on the Jiuxiao Continent that can become "Excalibur" level.

"In this sword tasting competition, as usual, you will bring the strongest swordsman to the sword tomb. As long as it can trigger the sound of hundreds of swords in the sword tomb, with the help of the powerful sword intention left by the ancestors, this sword can be imbued with spirit." The old man He said calmly.

"Oh, just do as you are told, kid." Wan Jingcheng sighed helplessly.

"By the way, is Sheng'er missing?" the old man asked.

"Not yet, and I don't know where their group of talented warriors have been imprisoned by the evil way. Yun Xia has been negotiating with Lin Tianran for some time, but there is no concrete result yet." Wan Jingcheng sighed bitterly.

The murderous intent was revealed in the old man's eyes, "When I forge this sword and merge it into my own divine sword, I will kill him and see if Mr. Lin can let him go!"

"I know what to do. Dad, you should take care of yourself and be careful of the remnant soul of the "Yongyue Demonic Shadow". Although it is suppressed by the Qijue Sword Formation of my Sword Controlling Villa, it is one of the seven ancient demon gods after all. "One." Wan Jingcheng said worriedly as he looked at the shadow trapped in the sword formation.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Wan Renshan asked impatiently.

It seems that every blacksmith has an extremely hot temper.

"My child, please leave." Wan Jingcheng quickly handed over and left.

Wan Renshan snorted coldly and continued to beat the dull sword.

The remnant soul of Yongyue Yaoying looked at Wanrenshan's back with a smile on its lips, because it felt that an extremely pure spirit of the bright moon was very close to itself. . .