Chapter 663: The Swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor

Ancestor Wan Jian paused and looked at Lin Yuan with a stern look in his eyes.

"These are just ordinary warriors you face. When you face the real genius."

"You will find that there are people more powerful than you."

"They can even crush you with just sword skills and sword skills."

Lin Yuan listened carefully to Patriarch Wanjian's lesson.

"Today, I will open a small stove for you."

"Practice your sword will and improve your sword skills."

After saying that, he went to Lin Yuan Gong.

The speed of his attack was so slow that it could even be clearly felt.

But now Lin Yuan was unable to avoid it and could only watch the wooden sword appear in front of him.

But this time, Wan Jian Ancestor did not kill Lin Yuan, but put the sword on his neck.

The tip of the wooden sword suddenly sent out a wave of air and rushed behind Lin Yuan.

boom! ! !

The dense trees behind Lin Yuan were instantly cleared into a long line. At a glance, it was impossible to see how far behind Lin Yuan was.

All I know is that this sword is very powerful.

"You should also have seen my sword intention and sword skills. How long you can learn it and how much you can learn it depends on you."

After speaking, the old man moved his hand and put away the sword in Lin Yuan's hand.

Just as the sword was put away, the surrounding scene changed again, and he returned to the cave.

Seeing that he had returned to the cave, Lin Yuan checked his body.

It seems like nothing has changed at all.

Old Man Wan Jian also came out at this time, and his tall and straight figure also turned back to rickets at the moment he came back.

And his spirit became stable, as if it could dissipate at any time.

Seeing the situation, Lin quickly stepped forward and expressed concern.

"Senior, your..."

But before Lin Yuan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Patriarch Wang Wanjian.

Ancestor Wan Jian waved his hand and said.

"It's okay. I used too much force this time. I need to take a good rest for a while."

"Then why don't senior..."

Lin Yuan wanted to say why the senior didn't seize a warrior.

Ancestor Wan Jian was a little angry and said: "I can't do that kind of thing."

"Okay, you go out, I want to rest."

After Ancestor Wan Jian finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

Lin Yuan looked at the place where Patriarch Wanjian disappeared and saluted him.

The Ancestor Wanjian probably became weak after using that sword. Lin Yuan must have saluted.

"Senior, I'll come see you when I have time."

After saying that, he saluted again and turned to leave.

Just when Lin Yuan was about to move, Ancestor Wan Jian appeared again, looking at Lin Yuan's retreating back, and nodded with satisfaction.

"His talents and character are good. Thinking about it, he should be able to lead the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty to become the number one dynasty in the Divine Continent."

Thinking of this, Ancestor Wan Jian touched his beard and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yuan walked to the stone door, pushed the stone door gently with his hand, looked at the scene of black fog outside, and walked out.

Just as he came out of the cave, the stone door behind him slowly closed again.

Lin Yuan jumped into the air and looked up at the sun.

The sun was in the middle at this time, and it was obviously noon.

"Junior Brother Lin."

When Lin Yuan was looking at the sun, Jianliu flew over from a distance.

"What took you so long to come out?"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan was slightly stunned and looked at Jian Liu with some confusion.

Jian Liu looked at Lin Yuan and explained to him.

"You've been in there for almost half a month."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan's pupils trembled.

"The flow of time inside is different."

While Lin Yuan was thinking, Jianliu continued.

"Now that you're out, let's go back and rest first, and then go to the master tomorrow to learn swordsmanship."

Lin Yuan nodded and followed Jianliu back to the small bamboo house.

After saying goodbye to Jianliu, Lin Yuan returned to the room.

Lying on the bed, Lin Yuan's consciousness sank and he came to the Ancient Bronze Palace again.

Just when Lin Yun arrived at the ancient tripod, two figures appeared beside him.

The Holy Spirit girl looked at Lin Yuan and asked with displeasure on her face.

"Why do you want to come to this ancient palace?"

Lin Yuan smiled awkwardly, and after saying hello to the Great Wilderness Goddess, he looked at the Holy Spirit girl and said.

"We've run into some trouble in Shenlu."

After explaining, Lin Yuan revealed his purpose.

"I want the training room here to face the ancestor of Wanjian."

Although the Holy Spirit girl was a little unhappy, she still brought Lin Yuan to the practice room.

Just when Lin Yuan entered, the figure of Wan Jian Ancestor appeared in it.

He straightened his back, still holding the wooden sword in his hand.

Lin Yuan thought, and the Great Wilderness Sword appeared in his hand.

Then he said softly.

"start."

Lin Yuan just finished speaking.

boom!

Lin Yuan flew out of the practice room, with disbelief in his eyes.

"He is so strong?!"

Lin Yuan stood up and walked into the practice room again.

"start."

boom!

Lin Yuan flew out again.

He didn't even see clearly how Wan Jian Ancestor drew his sword before it flew out.

"Come again."

Lin Yuan roared softly and entered the practice room again.

This time, his spirit was locked on the ancestor of Wanjian.

"start."

This time, Lin Yuan finally saw a trace of his movements, but he flew out before he could respond.

Lin Yuan began to recall his moves during the previous battle with Ancestor Wan Jian.

After an incense stick, Lin Yuan opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Then he jumped and entered the training room again.

"Begin."

Lin Yuan stared at the old ancestor of Wanjian and shouted softly.

When Lin Yuan finished shouting, the shadow of the old ancestor of Wanjian moved and rushed towards Lin Yuan.

This time Lin Yuan saw his movements clearly, and he moved his body and burst out with all his strength to block the wooden sword.

Lin Yuan was happy, but the next moment.

Bang!

Lin Yuan flew out again.

Even if Lin Yuan could see his moves clearly now, he couldn't stop him with his strength.

In the following night, Lin Yuan could not keep up with his speed except for seeing his moves clearly.

The next morning.

Lin Yuan withdrew from the ancient temple, stood up, and walked out the door.

Pushing open the door, the sky was not yet completely bright, and Lin Yuan stood at the door, watching the sun rise in the distance.

But in his heart, he was thinking about the moves of the old ancestor of Wanjian.

"Junior Brother Lin, come to the training ground."

At this time, Jian Liu sent a message.

Lin Yuan retracted his gaze, calmed down, and jumped towards the training ground.

At this time, only Ji Wuyan and Jian Liu were here.

Ji Wuyan looked at Lin Yuan and nodded.

"You have seen the Wanjian Ancestor."

"You should learn his swordsmanship well. Only people from the Wanjian Divine Dynasty are qualified to watch his swordsmanship."

Lin Yuan had come to the opposite side of Ji Wuyan and saluted him.

"Master."

Then he said.

"I have seen the swordsmanship of the senior."

The Wanjian Ancestor's swordsmanship was already demonstrated when he competed with Lin Yuan.

Ji Wuyan nodded again.