Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

Yujian Villa, Wufeng Hall.

The fragrant tea on the table was steaming, and Wan Jingcheng looked at Lin Che with a smile.

"My dear nephew Lin Che is really a talented person. He has such amazing swordsmanship at such a young age. It is not unfair for Jian Sheng to lose to you."

Just now, Wan Jingcheng had tried to test Lin Che's swordsmanship. The latter just showed his ability to transform his mind into a sword. The mysterious sword moves were sent and received freely, and Wan Jingcheng was shocked on the spot.

"Master Wan, you are too kind. Lin Che is ashamed to accept it." Lin Che said politely while drinking tea.

Wan Jingcheng made friends with heroes all over the world, so he was naturally a wise man. He knew that Lin Che took the initiative to find him today because he had something to do.

"Elder Wu Zhuoqing of your sect once helped me a lot. My dear nephew, you don't have to be polite to me. If you need any help, just tell me directly." Wan Jingcheng said with a smile.

Lin Che nodded. It was easier to talk to smart people.

"To be honest, I came here this time for Elder Wu's last wish. He wanted me to fuse the Yin Sword Hanli and the Yang Sword Tianyang into one. You are the only one in the world who has this ability." Lin Che stated his request and complimented him.

"Yin Yang Swords." Wan Jingcheng pondered, "It is not easy to fuse these two swords into one. After all, these two swords were not made by me, and I don't know their characteristics."

Lin Che quickly took out the "History of Heavenly Swords", "This history of swords records the casting process of the Yin Yang Swords and all the materials used. I hope it can be helpful to you."

Wan Jingcheng's eyes lit up. This thing is a big temptation for swordsmiths.

"Since it is Senior Wu's intention, I can try my best, but if the Yin Yang Swords are fused into one, I dare not guarantee whether my nephew can control it."

"Thank you, Master Wan, I will find a way to control this sword." Lin Che said gratefully.

"My dear nephew, you are too polite. If we can combine the two swords, it will be a great feat in my sword-making career." Wan Jingcheng smiled.

"Master Wan, Lin Che has another unwelcome request." Lin Che said with courage.

"Oh? Please tell me, my dear nephew."

Lin Che took out the fragments of the Aoxue Tianshuang Sword, "I wonder if Master Wan has a way to repair it?"

Wan Jingcheng was shocked, "This is... Aoxue Tianshuang Sword?"

"Yes." Lin Che said helplessly.

"This magic sword is in my hand, but it is damaged by external forces. It is extremely difficult to repair it to its original appearance. Not only does it require a lot of precious materials, but even if it is repaired, it will not have the power of the previous magic sword.

Excuse me, it is not worth repairing this sword." Wan Jingcheng said seriously.

Lin Che sighed in his heart. It seems that Wan Jingcheng does not want to help him repair it.

"Master, the Sword Saint is waiting outside the hall." A disciple said respectfully at the door.

"Please come in quickly." Wan Jingcheng hurriedly.

The status of Sword Saint Pei Yun is not ordinary. Qinglian Sect is a force that ranks higher than his own Yujian Villa.

He glanced at Lin Che and then smiled, "My dear nephew, how about this? There will be a sword competition in the sword competition three days later. The sword expert who wins the championship will get a chance to give a sword to Yujian Villa. At that time, my nephew will exchange this opportunity for repairing the sword. What do you think?

In this way, it will not be considered as breaking the rules of Yujian Villa."

"Okay, thank you, Master Wan."

"Haha, my dear nephew, don't thank me first. The senior disciple of Qinglian Sect will also participate in this sword competition. Whether you can repair this sword depends on your luck."

"What's there to fear about the Qinglian Sect?" Lin Che smiled. As long as Pei Yun didn't do it himself, other people's swordsmanship would never be able to beat him.

"It seems that even my Qinglian Sect can't catch the eyes of Young Master Lin."

A gentle male voice came, it was the famous "Sword Saint" Pei Yun!

Pei Yun was about to take a look at Lin Che, but he found the fragment of the Aoxue Tianshuang Sword that Lin Che was about to put away!

His eyes condensed, he was very familiar with this sword, when he competed with Yu Shiqian in swordsmanship at Qinglian Peak, the other party used this sword!

"Where did your broken sword come from?" Pei Yun appeared beside Lin Che in a flash, his body movement was terrifying!

At this time, Lin Che had already put away the fragments, he glanced at Pei Yun: "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Ahem." Wan Jingcheng coughed slightly, and then smiled and said: "Nephew Lin, this is the Sword Saint - Pei Yun, and he is also your senior in the sword way."

Obviously Wan Jingcheng thought that Lin Che did not know Pei Yun, so he was so rude.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Wan. Lin Che still knows the name of the Sword Saint. Nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Wait a minute." Pei Yun stopped Lin Che.

"Does the "Sword Saint" have something to do?" Lin Che looked at Pei Yun and said.

If he wasn't her love rival, Lin Che would still have some good feelings for Pei Yun. This man is a gentleman in both words and deeds and demeanor.

"Where did your broken sword come from?" Pei Yun asked again.

Lin Che frowned slightly, "Master Sword Saint is too nosy."

After that, Lin Che ignored Pei Yun and walked straight to the door, but several disciples of Qinglian Sect blocked Lin Che inside, Zhao Mengyan was among them.

"Boy, you made me lose face, but you dare to disrespect my master?" Zhao Mengyan said coldly.

The five disciples of Qinglian Sect showed their sword power at the same time. The sword intentions of these five people complemented each other and became extremely powerful. Obviously, this is an extremely powerful sword formation!

Lin Che raised his eyebrows slightly, his aura was still calm, he turned around and looked at Pei Yun and Wan Jingcheng.

Pei Yun looked at Lin Che deeply. This boy was the same age as his disciples, even a little younger than his disciples, but the aura and calmness he showed were far better than his disciples.

"How dare you! You didn't learn the skills, but you learned to bully others? If you want to fight with others, you can fight alone." Pei Yun said coldly.

Several Qinglian disciples hurriedly made way with their heads down. Without the eldest brother, who dared to fight Lin Che alone?

Lin Che smiled slightly and then walked out of Wufeng Hall.

This Pei Yun is indeed the leader of a sect. He cares so much about the Aoxue Tianshuang Broken Sword in his hand, but he still didn't force him to question himself, nor did he find fault with him for attacking Zhao Mengyan.

When he was in close contact with Pei Yun just now, Lin Che suddenly realized that the other party was actually in the late stage of the sword transformation and godhood!

Pei Yun, the "Sword Saint", is indeed worthy of his reputation.