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Chapter 1586 New God and Old God

"The first style of the Burial Sword style was created by our ancestors when they were young and is called the Sharp Sword!"

The long sword in the bearded hand emits white light, "At this moment, his sharp edge is revealed, and his sword moves are extremely fierce. Watch his moves!"

brush!

The big beard swung at Feng Lin several times, and the white sword attacked Feng Lin densely.

Feng Lin's eyes widened in disbelief. This sword energy looked different from other people's sword energy.

Feng Lin had seen a lot of sword energy, most of which were arc-shaped, like a crescent moon.

But the bearded sword energy was a straight line, as thin as a cicada's wings.

It is extremely fast and seems to be able to cut through the air.

Feng Lin didn't react at first, but the sword energy had already arrived in front of him.

He can only use Divine Counterattack.

Swish, brush, brush!

Sword energy suddenly passed through his body.

"The second style of the Burial Sword Style was created by our ancestors in his middle age, and is called the Invisible Slash."

The long sword in the bearded man's hand suddenly disappeared without a trace. "The ancestors showed off their sharp edges and gradually became restrained, killing people invisible!"

The bearded man suddenly flashed in front of Feng Lin and kept waving.

Feng Lin looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. Not only the sword in his hand, but also the sword energy that he slashed out had disappeared.

He could only feel the energy coming towards him.

Even though he dodged quickly, his arm was still easily scratched.

"The third style of Burial Sword Style was created by our ancestors in his old age and is called Setting Sun Killing."

The long sword in the bearded man's hand reappeared, "The ancestors' former enemies began to appear while the ancestors were old, and they often joined forces to kill the ancestors alone."

As he spoke, Big Beard swung a five-meter-long sword energy at Feng Lin.

Feng Lin immediately planned to avoid it, but found that the sword energy moved extremely slowly, like an old man in his twilight years.

No ordinary person can walk as fast as normal.

Then, the bearded man accelerated a few steps and easily passed through the sword energy.

But the sword spirit still exists.

Seeing this, Feng Lin felt huge waves in his heart and took a few steps back in shock.

An expert like him could see the power of this move at a glance.

Fight with people, especially one against many.

It can completely slash several sword energy in all directions.

The sword energy moves slowly, but it always exists.

When he was fighting, he could shuttle back and forth in the sword energy he slashed out without getting hurt at all.

But the enemy is absolutely impossible.

"The Burial Sword Style only has these three styles, the Sharp Sword, the Invisible Slash, and the Setting Sun Slash."

The bearded man stabbed the long sword on the ground, "As for the secrets of the two moves of the Burial Sword Style after sublimation, the Death Knell and the Elegy, you can only rely on yourself to understand them."

"Thank you, senior."

Feng Lin looked excited. He felt that these three moves were powerful enough.

"What about...the exercises? I want to learn them now."

Feng Lin took a few steps forward and cupped his hands.

"What are you thinking about? I just gave you a taste. Next, my thinking will stagnate and I will turn into a ruthless killing machine. I will use these three tricks intermittently. Whether I can survive and how much I can learn depends on your luck."

Boom!

The bearded man suddenly raised his head and his eyes burst into white light.

The terrifying Qi Jin turned into a storm and almost blew Feng Lin away.

He picked up the long sword and walked towards Feng Lin step by step.

With every step he took, the surrounding earth seemed unable to support him, and several sword marks appeared.



On the other side, Cen Caixuan finally defeated the black shadow and came to this grassland.

"Feng Lin!"

Cen Caixuan shouted to everyone around her, but no one responded.

She jumped into the air and spotted the thatched hut in the distance, and immediately rushed over.

She raised her hand to touch the thatched house, but it was like a shadow, unable to be touched at all.

Cen Caixuan walked in and passed through easily. It was indeed a projection.

"what happened?"

While Cen Caixuan was thinking, she discovered the transfer token on the lawn in the distance.

She immediately ran over and picked it up, "This is the one-way transfer token from the Tantai family. It seems that he went in."

After about ten minutes, Cen Caixuan looked into the distance.

Su Zishu also walked in.

"Sister, you are so powerful. Even if you are not good at using a sword, you are here."

A smile appeared on Cen Caixuan's face and she ran over.

"You underestimate the learning ability of the Yin Yang Crusaders."

Su Zishu looked around and asked strangely, "Where is Feng Lin?"

"It's possible to get in, but we can't get in."

Cen Caixuan turned back and pointed at the thatched house.

Su Zishu walked over, touched the thatched hut, and passed his hand through it, "This formation should be aimed at one person. Is there a secret method here?"

"I didn't see it, it must have been taken away by Feng Lin."

Cen Caixuan shook her head, "Let's wait until he comes out."

Su Zishu nodded secretly and could only wait for now.

The two sat on the grass and were silent for a while. Su Zishu broke the calm first.

"How...how did you become Feng Lin's wife?"

"I was..."

Cen Caixuan didn't know how to answer either.

She had been enlightened for a long time when she accompanied Feng Chen to the alien land.

In layman's terms, don't be so ambitious, be a good person, and Feng Lin will treat her well.

If she could still reproduce asexually, Fengchen's suggestion would not be considered at all.

But she had a child and lost her eternal life.

So I was thinking in my heart whether I should relax and live my life without having to live so tiringly.

"We are related because of the Spring Night Leaf."

Cen Caixuan randomly found a reason, "I have his child."

"Haha, you Jiuyou clan and us are two extremes. Your chances of having children are very high, and ours are very low."

Su Zishu smiled and shook his head, "Perhaps this is the balance God wants. If it was easy for us to have children, there might be no other races."

"You should be...the Yin-Yang Crusader at the headquarters, right?"

Cen Caixuan gritted her teeth and clenched her fists gradually, "In the land of gods, the descendants of the new gods."

"As expected of the Jiuyou Clan, he knows more than me."

Su Zishu chuckled lightly, "I am from the headquarters, but a little person like me is not qualified to know about the New God and the Old God."

Cen Caixuan lay on the grass and smiled bitterly, "That's right, after all, it's been so long."

Su Zishu had nothing to do and asked Cen Caixuan about Feng Lin.

Cen Caixuan did not hide anything, nor did she deliberately say anything bad about Feng Lin.

At least in her eyes, Feng Lin is a good person. His only criticism is that he has too many wives.

But this criticism is at least 90% blamed on his father and has little to do with Feng Lin.



The two people who were chatting looked startled at the same time and looked into the distance.

He Xingzhen and others appeared here.

Next to her is Chensha and three ninth-level masters.

Except for a little blood stain on the corner of He Xingzhen's mouth, the rest of the people were in a panic.

"not good!"

Cen Caixuan looked flustered.

She had forgotten what Feng Lin had said before, and she could still get here by taking another road.

He Xingzhen's strength is stronger than the average Yin Yang Crusaders captain, and she has so many masters under her.

The cost of trial and error is very low.

As long as people die in front, it will be easy to pass.

"Just you two..."

He Xingzhen looked around and asked with a smile, "Where is Feng Lin?"

"Master Demon Queen, Feng Lin is inside!"

Cen Caixuan pointed to the thatched house behind her, stood up and said.

"Haha, Chensha, it turns out that the other traitor is your maid!"

He Xingzhen's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Cen Caixuan secretly thought that something was wrong, she was only at the seventh level and Su Zishu was at the eighth level.

Even if cinnabar is added, he is still no match for He Xingzhen!


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