Chapter 661: Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty

Lin Yuan looked at the old man with calm eyes.

It was only after Lin Yuan turned around that he saw the old man's face clearly.

I saw this old man wearing a long white coat, with his body hunched and his hands behind his back.

And he also has white hair, his face is covered with wrinkles of vicissitudes of life, but his eyes are sharp, like an unsheathed sword.

However, his figure is somewhat transparent.

From Lin Yuan's perception, this old man should be a divine soul.

It can even be said that it is a remnant soul.

The old man waved his hand and said with some boredom in his eyes.

"You're such a boring little kid."

As he said this, his sharp eyes kept scanning Lin Yuan.

The old man touched his beard, and his movements could be said to be somewhat similar to Ji Wuyan's.

Lin Yuan felt a little uncomfortable with this look, as if his whole body was being seen through by this old man.

The old man withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, walked to Lin Yuan's side and asked.

"You are the new disciple of that bastard Ji Wuyan."

Lin Yuan was a little ashamed, but he still raised his hands to the old man and said calmly.

"yes."

When the old man heard this, he nodded slightly and touched his beard again.

"There is actually a perfect holy realm."

As he spoke, the old man glanced at Lin Yuan again and continued.

"The Divine Fire Mysterious Technique of the Divine Fire Domain."

"It's also related to the Divine Fire Domain."

"The techniques are also somewhat familiar."

The old man looked at Lin Yuan and thought for a moment.

"I don't think so, it should be someone I knew before."

After saying that, he blew lightly, and dozens of lights were lit on the wall.

Seeing this, Lin immediately took back the flame in his hand.

"Did Ji Wuyan tell you anything before coming here."

Lin Yuan thought for a while and shook his head.

Apart from teaching me a few sword skills after coming out, he didn't say anything else.

The old man looked at Lin Yuan and shook his head, anger appearing on his face.

"That bastard boy threw you in without saying anything."

"He didn't tell you, so I'll just tell you."

"Here, your only purpose is to compete with me until I am satisfied."

"In other words, you cracked my swordsmanship."

After speaking, he looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan nodded calmly, looked at the old man and asked, "I don't know the name of my senior."

With a trace of memory in his eyes, the old man waved his hand to Lin Yuan and said.

"It's been too long and I don't know what it's called."

"However, that boy Ji Wuyan calls me Patriarch Wanjian."

The old man came to an open space, looked at Lin Yuan with his smart eyes, and laughed.

"bring it on."

Then the old man didn't speak anymore, but hooked his hand at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan didn't say anything. He immediately moved and appeared opposite the old man, looking at the old man calmly.

At this time, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, his lips moved slightly, and he slowly uttered a word.

"Change."

brush!

A strong white light emitted from the cave, causing Lin Yuan to close his eyes subconsciously.

This intense white light only emitted for a moment, and then disappeared.

After the white light disappeared, Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes, but his expression was wary.

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Yuan was slightly startled by what he saw.

What was originally a cave suddenly turned into a forest.

There is a tree every three steps in this forest, and each tree is as thick as a human waist.

Sunlight also shines through these dense leaves.

Lin Yuan could feel the temperature of the sun when he stretched out his hand.

"Boy, I'll give you half a pot of tea to adjust to."

The voice of Patriarch Wanjian came from in front of Lin Yuan, with a slight smile on his face, as if he had encountered something interesting.

Lin Yuan frowned, and only after being reminded by Patriarch Wanjian did he notice something unusual.

Now, he has no vitality and cannot use the power of his soul. He can even be said to be an ordinary person.

"Senior, am I going to fight you like this?"

"Hehe, of course, isn't it interesting?"

"Now you can only defeat me with your sword skills."

"But don't worry, killing you here won't count as real death."

After a pause, Ancestor Wan Jian continued.

"When your swordsmanship improves to another level, maybe you can reach the Divine Martial Realm, and you can also fight at the Imperial Realm."

"You have the perfect holy realm and the body of the Holy Spirit. Maybe you can reach the imperial realm within the next thousand years."

Lin Yuan nodded and looked at the old man with fighting intent in his eyes.

"Senior, come directly, half a pot of tea takes too long."

Ancestor Wan Jian raised his lips when he heard this.

With a movement in his hand, two wooden swords appeared in his hand, and then he threw one to Lin Yuan.

"Let's use this wooden sword to compete."

After saying that, Ancestor Wanjian held the wooden sword in his hand.

Lin Yuan took the wooden sword and looked at Ancestor Wanjian again. This time his momentum changed.

The originally hunched body also became upright at this time, and the figure became sharp like a sword, with sword intent exuding in his eyes.

Seeing the changes in the Ancestor Wanjian, Lin Yuan was not to be outdone. He had no vitality to use, but his sword intention was real, and the tenth grade sword intention exploded instantly.

It's just that the sword intent is much weaker than before.

Now he is just an ordinary person. Even if he bursts out with tenth-grade sword intent, it will be weakened a lot. It would be great to be able to use one tenth of it.

At the same time that Lin Yuan exploded with sword intent, the ancestor of Wanjian moved.

Swish!

The ancestor of Wanjian disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan frowned, turned around immediately, and attacked the ancestor of Wanjian.

The ancestor of Wanjian looked at the sword getting closer and closer, raised his mouth slightly, and moved the wooden sword in his hand.

Bang!

The old man of Wanjian raised his sword and knocked the sword out of Lin Yuan's hand.

"Your sword intention is good."

"But your swordsmanship is still far behind in my eyes."

The ancestor of Wanjian moved his hand, and the sword that was knocked away flew into Lin Yuan's hand.

Lin Yuan took the wooden sword, moved his body, and rushed towards the ancestor of Wanjian.

When approaching the ancestor of Wanjian, Lin Yuan moved his hand and attacked his waist.

The wooden sword seemed to come alive in Lin Yuan's hand, and a trace of cold light flashed across the wooden sword.

The old man of Wanjian looked at the sword and shook his head.

The attack of this sword was too obvious.

Blocked against Lin Yuan's sword.

Lin Yuan changed his moves, and the sword that was originally going to chop at his waist suddenly turned to the neck of the Ten Thousand Swords Patriarch.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Swords Patriarch, and his hand moved.

Bang!

Lin Yuan's wooden sword was blocked by the Ten Thousand Swords Patriarch.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan immediately stepped back with his left foot and retracted the wooden sword.

When it was halfway, Lin Yuan used force with his left foot and stabbed the tip of the sword towards the old man.

But this sword looked a bit ordinary.

The Ten Thousand Swords Patriarch looked at the sword attacking his chest, and the wooden sword in his hand moved.

Bang!

Lin Yuan's sword stabbed into his sword body, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make his sword move.