Chapter 388: Wanjian Returns to China

Lin Feng drove the Qi in his body frantically.

Martial arts like Wanjian Guizong seemed to have no limit. No matter how much Qi you swallowed, you could exert as much power as you could.

Seeing this, Lin Feng activated the Heaven and Earth Reincarnation Sword Technique, summoned the Qi stored in the sky, and integrated it into Wanjian Guizong.

There were more and more sword Qi around Lin Feng, and all of them stayed on a plane, like a huge sword Qi disk, with the sword tips all pointing downwards.

Everyone on Yunjian Peak was attracted by Lin Feng.

Zhou Haitian thought Lin Feng would use Wanshe Out of the Cave, but he looked at it and felt that it was not possible, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

Wanshe Out of the Cave could hardly threaten the Grandmaster, but the martial arts displayed by Lin Feng had already made the Grandmaster feel daunted.

Ji Xuanwu said: "Junior brother, how come this is a bit like the strongest martial arts of our Sword Sect, Wanjian Guizong?"

Zhou Haitian said decisively: "Impossible, no one has been able to practice Wanjian Guizong for thousands of years, not even the previous masters.

Can this kid Lin Feng surpass the previous masters?

He just got the 32 styles of the Divine Sword, how could he comprehend Wanjian Guizong so quickly?"

Ji Xuanwu also felt that the time was not enough. The current master of the Sword Sect, Feng Wushuang, the Sword God, had perfected the 32 styles of the Divine Sword for hundreds of years but still had not comprehended Wanjian Guizong.

However, how come the formation created by this kid Lin Feng is so similar to the legendary Wanjian Guizong.

Wanjian Guizong is indeed a legend in the Sword Sect, and even the disciples of the Sword Sect have long forgotten what Wanjian Guizong is like.

There are some sporadic records in the notes of those elders thousands of years ago.

When the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin was activated, the sword energy spread out like a disc, the swords with owners kept buzzing, and the swords without owners flew into the sword energy disc and merged into the sword energy that matched themselves.

Two breaths later, Lin Feng's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin gradually took shape.

Lin Feng stretched out his right hand, put his two fingers together like a sword, pointed at the crowd below, and shouted, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin."

Buzz buzz buzz, all the sword-wielding warriors below found that the long swords in their hands were out of control, and they were all trembling.

The enemy's acquired and innate warriors were all trembling with fear.

Zhou Haitian and Ji Xuanwu heard Lin Feng's shouting, their hearts jumped to their throats, they stared at Lin Feng with wide eyes.

This kid is not bluffing.

Li Chunqiu and Mu Chenxiao retreated without hesitation when they heard Lin Feng shout the four words "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin".

When Lin Feng was halfway through activating the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, he suddenly felt a resonance. It seemed that countless swords cheering and leaping in the distance were about to merge into the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect.

The place where the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect resonated was the Buried Sword Valley between the five peaks of the Sword Sect.

There were countless swords buried in the Buried Sword Valley. If there was no one to inherit the swords of the dead disciples of the Sword Sect, they would be thrown into the valley by their fellow disciples.

Lin Feng continued to stimulate his mental power and true energy.

The resonance in the Buried Sword Valley became stronger and stronger.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh, countless swords flew out of the Buried Sword Valley like pilgrims. Most of these swords were rusty, and some still retained a trace of metallic luster.

After these swords flew out, they merged with the sword energy of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect and emitted a dazzling light.

Ji Xuanwu pointed in the direction of Lin Feng with a trembling finger, "This, this, this is really the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect.

After thousands of years, the martial arts of my Sword Sect, the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, has finally reappeared in Shenzhou."

The disciples of the Sword Sect were all excited.

Wu Jinlei opened his mouth wide and looked at Lin Feng in the sky and sighed: "Is the junior brother still human? He even made the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin."

Lin Feng's other brothers had similar thoughts. They felt that Lin Feng deserved the title of martial god.

Mr. Hong was shocked when he saw the millions of sword qi condensed by Lin Feng.

No one present knew more about the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin than him.

The number of sword qi of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin was related to the mental power and true qi. If the mental power was not enough, so many sword qi could not be condensed.

If he was asked to perform the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, at most he could condense dozens of sword qi, and it was impossible to make such a big noise.

The strength of his disciple improved too fast.

This was also the first time that Lin Feng performed the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin. He did not expect to make such a big noise.

He was also carefully experiencing the peculiarity of this martial art. He found that the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin was fundamentally different from the Ten Thousand Snakes Out of the Cave.

Every sword energy of Ten Thousand Snakes Out of the Cave is almost the same, while every sword energy of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is different, with its own characteristics, representing a direction of the sword.

The long sword flying out of the Buried Sword Valley is integrated into the sword energy, adding a certain artistic conception to the sword energy and greatly increasing its power.

Lin Feng felt that using Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect to deal with the acquired warriors below was like using a cannon to hit a mosquito.

However, it is still necessary to fight. Most of the swords flying out of the Buried Sword Valley have lost their spirituality and need to be activated with blood.

Lin Feng pointed his finger downward.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh, countless sword energies flew downward, as fast as lightning.

Many acquired warriors on the ground had already escaped a distance, but were caught up by the sword energy in a breath.

Bang bang bang, the sword energy passed through the bodies of these warriors, and these warriors were directly exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The bang bang bang sound was so dense that the number could not be heard, and the ground was covered with blood mist.

The essence and blood of these warriors were absorbed by the swords in the sword energy.

The sword energy of Wanjian Guizong will not disappear after hitting the enemy, but will continue to circle looking for the next enemy until Lin Feng's mental strength and true energy are exhausted.

In a few breaths, the ground was already a river of blood.

Millions of post-natal warriors were slaughtered.

The entire Yunjian Peak was silent, leaving only the whistling sound of sword energy flying in the air.

Lin Feng's total amount of true energy barely supported him to control so much sword energy.

After killing these post-natal warriors, Lin Feng merged the sword energy.

Millions of sword energy became 200,000 sword energy.

The extra swords were quietly stored in the storage space by Lin Feng.

These swords flying out of the Burial Sword Valley cannot be thrown away. When using the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin in the future, they can be taken out and integrated into the sword energy to double the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin.

The warriors of Yunjian Peak on the ground were dumbfounded. It only took a few breaths, and all the enemies were dead.

It seemed that everyone had no other work to do except cleaning up the battlefield.

The sword god Zheng Haotian, who ran to a distance, still felt his legs weak when he looked at the sky full of sword energy.

Before Lin Feng's sword energy condensed, he felt something was wrong.

He was decisive enough, and immediately used his secret method to escape several miles away, thus escaping the disaster.

Now he didn't want to compete with Mr. Hong at all. Mr. Hong's disciples were so awesome, and trouble with Mr. Hong was tantamount to seeking death.

Li Chunqiu and Mu Chenxiao in the distance had changing expressions.

They were shocked by Lin Feng's Wanjian Guizong, and the martial arts that had been lost for thousands of years suddenly appeared in front of them.

Li Chunqiu frowned and stared at Lin Feng.

He said to Mu Chenxiao: "Let's go together and kill this kid."

Mu Chenxiao felt that the situation was a little out of control, and he had already thought of retreating, "The chance is not great, the old guys on the main peak will not let us kill this kid.

Looking at the surprised expressions of the Sword Sect disciples below, it is clear that this kid is obviously performing the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect for the first time.

The old guys on the main peak must have seen it, and they will not let the two of us touch this kid."

"If we leave like this, where will we put our old faces?"

"Let's fight first, and kill this kid if we have a chance.

If there is no chance, it won't be too late for the two of us to leave after the old guys on the main peak are lured out."