Tian Yunzi's expression sank, but he still calmly said, "As long as he doesn't betray the sect, he is still a disciple of my Heavenly Fate Sect!"
"If your Heavenly Fate Sect disciple wants to protect you, then the Old Man's Da Lou Sword Sect disciple will die for nothing!
"Of the 12 Swordsmen, only Chen Long survived. The rest were all killed by Wang Lin!
The Old Man won't bully the weak. As long as this Wang Lin can withstand three rays of sword energy from the Old Man, then the matter from back then will be written off!
If you, Tian Yunzi, continue to obstruct me, then the Old Man will risk everything to continue the battle with you, Tian Yunzi! "Ling Tianhou's face was filled with killing intent. Although he was speaking to Tian Yunzi, his gaze was locked onto Wang Lin.
"This senior said that I don't have the qualifications to have a token. May I ask senior, how many rays of sword energy can you withstand?" Wang Lin looked at the old man that was like a mountain of flesh.
The old man's expression was extremely gloomy. He let out a cold snort and didn't speak, but there was a flash of killing intent in his eyes.
Wang Lin faintly smiled. His gaze fell on Ling Tianhou and he calmly said, "Sword Saint, please enlighten me!"
Ling Tianhou waved his right hand and one of the four origin swords flew out. This sword flickered and gave off a ghostly glow. At this moment, a ray of sword energy shot out from it.
Sword energy like a rainbow!
With Ling Tianhou's cultivation, the life-saving sword energy he left for his disciples in the Demon Spirit Land was already very powerful. There was no need to mention using it himself now. The moment the sword energy appeared, it turned into a sword dragon and charged at Wang Lin.
Popping sounds came from the sky as if the sky couldn't withstand the power of the sword energy.
The surrounding Da Lou Sword Sect disciples were all excited and stared at the sky.
Just as the Sword Qi was about to tear Wang Lin's body apart, Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched the air.
There was a loud bang, and the sky in front of Wang Lin's right fist immediately showed signs of collapsing. The instant the sword qi closed in, Wang Lin's fist collided with it.
Rumble, rumble, rumble. Several heaven-shaking rumbles came from the ground. Wang Lin's body trembled and he retreated two steps. He calmly looked at Ling Tianhou and slowly said, "The first one!"
Ling Tianhou's sword energy collapsed and formed a storm. However, Tian Yunzi waved his sleeve and the storm dissipated. Tian Yunzi looked at Wang Lin and revealed a smile.
There was a flash of coldness in Ling Tianhou's eyes. Without any hesitation, he waved his right hand once more. The origin sword from before let out a sword hymn and charged at Wang Lin like crazy.
The moment it got close, Wang Lin let out a laugh and formed a fist. A powerful force came from between his eyebrows and then specks of light appeared. When Wang Lin threw out his punch, the specks of light charged forward.
At the same time, there was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes. Ever since he returned to planet Tian Yun, he didn't plan on keeping a low profile. Here, everything depended on strength!
If he wanted to go back to the Demon Spirit Land, if he wanted to obtain the qualification to have a token, if he wanted to obtain the recognition of the old monsters on planet Tian Yun, all of this would depend on this battle!
With Wang Lin's cunning, he had already analyzed all of this along the way. After throwing out his punch, his left hand slapped his bag of holding and he shouted, "Three Nine Swords!"
After he spoke, rays of silver light charged out from Wang Lin's bag of holding. Each ray of light gave off a dazzling, silver light as countless soul fragments appeared. Bursts of mournful cries filled the world.
When all 27 flying swords appeared, Wang Lin pointed at them and they all charged at Ling Tianhou while the mournful cries of the soul fragments filled the sky!
Even Tian Yunzi was shocked by this scene. He could calculate the result, but he couldn't calculate the process. He could only calculate that Wang Lin's cultivation level would increase greatly and that he would return on the day the azure and purple light covered the sky. However, he couldn't calculate Wang Lin's true cultivation level when he returned!
Even though he could see the power between Wang Lin's eyebrows, and three of them were things that even he dreaded!
"Although I calculated that this child would return, I couldn't calculate the reason. If this child dares to return to planet Tian Yun, then he must have something to rely on. The Rosefinch mark between his eyebrows is one of those things!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman who looked like a village girl was also shocked. Her eyes were filled with astonishment. She could tell with a single glance that these 27 swords were extraordinary.
She was a master craftsman, so she thought to herself, "These 27 swords are made of extraordinary materials, and they contain an endless amount of murderous intent. It's obvious that they were refined in a place filled with killing intent for countless years. Any one of these swords could become a peerless weapon of mass destruction!
Now that the 27 swords have fused into a sword formation, its power … "The beautiful middle-aged woman took a deep breath.
The old man sitting on the gourd suddenly stood up and stared at Wang Lin. A huge wave was set off in his heart!
"He's definitely not at the early stage of Nirvana Scryer!"
As for the old man that was like a mountain of flesh, his mind was also shaken. He stared dumbfoundedly at the 27 swords and the indifferent Wang Lin within them. A trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"I underestimated this person!"
Ling Tianhou's daoist title was Sword Saint, so his understanding of swords was extremely shocking. When he saw the 27 swords, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Such flying swords and such a sword formation. Wang Lin, you are qualified to battle me!"
Ling Tianhou waved his hand and the remaining three origin swords flew out. As they rotated, strands of sword energy flew through the air. The sword energy formed a sword net that shrouded the area before him.
The 27 flying swords caught up to the fist wind under the control of Wang Lin's divine sense. They formed a sword storm with the fist wind as the center. There were also countless formations inside the storm, and it collided with Ling Tianhou's four origin swords.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
As the thunderous rumbles echoed, the 27 flying swords were knocked back one by one. However, under the bombardment of the sword storm, Ling Tianhou's origin swords were continuously pushed back!
Every time a sword was knocked back, it would circle around Wang Lin's body. A moment later, all 27 flying swords were knocked back. At this moment, the ancient god punch from Wang Lin erupted with a powerful force.
Under the bombardment, Ling Tianhou's four origin swords were knocked back!
In anyone's eyes, this was a scene of an equal match!
However, Wang Lin knew that Ling Tianhou wasn't using a spell and was only using a normal sword skill. It wasn't that Ling Tianhou was being lenient, but that even though Wang Lin was at the early stage of Nirvana Scryer, he wasn't qualified for Ling Tianhou to use a spell!
Ling Tianhou's eyes revealed a strange light, but it quickly disappeared. He had long forgotten about the agreement of three swords. His hand formed an arc and his hair moved without any wind. His eyes revealed a strange light and he shouted, "You are qualified for the Old Man to use a spell. The Old Man's spells can only be described with three words!
Bright, Hole, Break!
Bright Sword, first form, Forge the Sword with Blood! "
After he spoke, the surrounding cultivators went into an uproar. The Ling Tianhou was famous and was the head of a sect. His spells could shock the heavens and make the gods cry. All the cultivators knew that the Ling Tianhou only had one enemy, and that was the All-Seer!
He rarely used his spells, and every time he used them, it was when he was fighting against Tian Yunzi.
However, this Ling Tianhou had used a spell in his battle against Wang Lin. As a result, even if Wang Lin lost, he would immediately become famous!
As Ling Tianhou let out a roar, his right hand pointed forward and the four origin swords fused together to form an illusory sword. It gave off a hot aura and turned from illusory to liquid. Under the yellow sunlight, it gave off a colorful glow and charged at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's expression was calm as he retreated a few steps, slapped his bag of holding, and shouted, "Five Nine Sword Formation!"
In an instant, rays of silver light flew out from his bag of holding and intersected with the 27 swords. A total of 45 swords rotated like crazy, forming a sword vortex. As Wang Lin's hair fluttered, his hand formed a seal and he mercilessly pointed forward!
"Heavenly Chop!"
With this point of his finger, the origin energy inside Wang Lin's body cycled to its peak. Strands of Heavenly Chop entered the sword vortex, and with a point of Wang Lin's finger, the entire sword vortex trembled and charged forward.
Wang Lin had refined five or nine of these swords he had obtained from the Slaughter Realm on his way to the Heavenly Fate Sect and had completely changed their appearance. Unless one was from the Slaughter Realm, it would be very difficult to find out where they came from.
At this moment, this sword vortex contained the power of countless Heavenly Chop. As it charged forward, it collided with Ling Tianhou's spell, causing the world to change colors and the universe to reverse.
A thunderous rumble echoed across the world in an extremely violent manner. As the world collapsed, the sound of the explosion replaced all other sounds in the world.
If it wasn't for the fact that the All-Seer's arms were blocking the shockwave, planet Tian Yun would have collapsed a lot.
After the impact, Wang Lin quickly retreated. None of the 45 flying swords were damaged, but they were dim. They surrounded Wang Lin as he retreated.
Directly across from him, Ling Tianhou's four swords collapsed and turned back into four swords. Ling Tianhou's body didn't move at all, but his eyes shined brightly and he laughed. "Wang Lin, the grudge between you and my Da Lou Sword Sect is over. The Old Man doesn't want that token anymore. Since you obtained it, it is your opportunity. When we go to the celestial cave, there will be a share for you!"
Ling Tianhou turned around and took a step. The Da Lou Sword Sect disciples behind him were all confused, but they quickly followed behind him. Rays of sword energy gradually disappeared into the distance.
"Ling Tianhou's actions have a profound meaning …" Wang Lin looked at Ling Tianhou's figure in the distance and began to ponder.
The surroundings were completely silent. Whether it was the Heavenly Fate Sect disciples or the people brought by the old monsters, they were all shocked.
"Wang Lin actually has the power to battle Ling Tianhou!!"
Bai Wei's eyes were filled with excitement. Even now, he still couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Zhao Xingsha's face was ashen. He looked at Wang Lin with fear in his eyes, but he no longer dared to have any evil thoughts.
There was also the Purple Division's fourth disciple, who was still indifferent. The confusion in her eyes disappeared and she looked at Wang Lin with a strange expression.
"If he can help me …" The woman bit her lower lip and made a decision in her heart.
Not only them, but almost everyone that knew Wang Lin was in a trance. In their eyes, the Wang Lin from back then and the white-robed figure gradually merged into one.
Wang Lin didn't put away the 45 flying swords around him. Instead, he looked at the old man that was like a mountain of flesh and calmly said, "Senior, do I have the qualifications?"
The old man that was like a mountain of flesh silently pondered before letting out a snort. He clasped his hands at Tian Yunzi and said, "Fellow Cultivator Tian Yunzi, I still have a furnace of pills to refine, so I won't bother you any longer."
With that, he shouted at the four disciples that were carrying him, "Return to the mountain!"
The four disciples hurriedly nodded, lifted the huge body, and gradually left.
The old man standing on the gourd meaningfully looked at Wang Lin and smiled. "Wang Daoyou has hidden himself very well. Old Man's Strange Dream Cave, if you have time, you are welcome to come to my planet Dream." With that, he clasped his hands at Tian Yunzi and left.
Leaving with him was the old man that was as thin as a corpse. From start to finish, his expression was cold. When he left, he didn't say goodbye to Tian Yunzi and directly left.
The last to leave was the beautiful middle-aged woman. She looked at Wang Lin and smiled. "Wang Daoyou's flying swords are filled with killing intent, but too much killing intent makes it difficult to control. If you have time, you can take a trip to planet Zixia." With that, she bowed toward Tian Yunzi and left with the four women beside her.
As they left, the girl in pink's eyes lit up. She turned around and smiled at Wang Lin. "My teacher is good at refining treasures, so it won't be expensive."
"You little girl!" The beautiful middle-aged woman chuckled. The other three women beside her also covered their mouths and laughed.
However, very few people noticed that one of the women in green looked at Wang Lin with a very different gaze.
The girl in pink let out a sigh. "He might have already forgotten my name … After all, it was only a small matter to him back then, but to me, it was a life-saving grace …"
The girl in pink softly asked, "Senior Sister Qian Qin, what's wrong?"
Qian Qin shook her head and didn't speak.
Under Tian Yunzi's command, the surrounding people of the Heavenly Fate Sect scattered. Aside from Wang Lin and Tian Yunzi, there was no one else.
After everyone left, Wang Lin's expression was calm as he looked at Tian Yunzi.
After hundreds of years, the master and disciple were once again facing each other alone.
The two of them pondered for a long time before Tian Yunzi slowly said, "What are your plans?"
"Disciple wants to enter the Demon Spirit Land." Wang Lin's expression was respectful.
The All-Seer's expression was calm as he slowly said with his hands behind his back, "You have the qualifications. Whether it's the Thunder Celestial of Allheaven or one of the Four Divine Sect's Vermillion Bird Series, as far as I know, there are only three people in the Vermillion Bird Series, including you!"
Wang Lin silently pondered. He didn't know about the Rosefinch Sequence. When he heard this, his heart skipped a beat, but his expression didn't reveal any of it.
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