Chapter 407: The sword master Song Lin dominates his generation!"What's going on? That gray duck suddenly caught fire!" "I feel a strange power! It's not the power of the mind, but... what kind of power is that? I can't say it, and I can't even describe it." Raging flames gushed out from the gray duck's body, transforming into a blood-red flaming sword. No. It was clearly a knife, or perhaps a halberd. A peculiar artistic conception filled the void. That strange weapon looked like a knife, a sword, and a halberd. It was a realm above both the sword and the knife - a combination of the sword and the knife! The knife of the first life, the halberd of the second life, and the sword of the third life, at this moment, finally had moves that released common characteristics and were completely integrated into one. from now on. Song Lin no longer needed to distinguish between knives, swords, and halberds. All the variations of weapons were in his mind. "Wow—" The gray duck suddenly opened its tightly closed eyes, and a long, unyielding cry resounded through the world.

next moment. It spread its wings, like a demon that had broken free from its fate, and flew straight towards Cang Jiuge, ignoring the wind that was everywhere around it. Once, twice It seems to be flying towards the return journey of life. "How is this possible!" Cang Jiuge's eyes were filled with surprise. As the thought of dodging flashed through his mind, an illusory long spear pierced through his body in an instant. "Sword Twenty. Destiny." Song Lin's body turned from virtual to real, and his face gradually changed from Zhou Yuan's original handsome and enchanting appearance. His eyes were like those of the gray duck of destiny, silently burning with wisps of blood-red flames. He was wearing a blood-stained robe and holding a long sword at an angle. He exuded a strange charm. The demon of destiny! A word suddenly popped up in everyone's mind. this moment. There was silence in heaven and on earth. Cang Jiuge, who had played all his cards, was definitely an outstanding existence in the Life Pill Realm. But even so, he was still killed by Song Lin with one sword. It turns out that this sword is not called "Duck Kill", but is called - Destiny. Because that gray duck is a demon of destiny. What it is best at is to break free from destiny. From the first life, it has never forgotten its original intention! therefore. This sword not only integrates Duck Kill, but also integrates the way back. With the Holy Spirit Sword Technique as the skeleton, Duck Kill's unyielding as the blade, and the determination of the way back as the intention, it completely transcends the limits of the human world. It is a sword that represents the unity of 'sword, spear and halberd', 'body, mind and spirit', or in other words 'spirit, energy and spirit'. "Destiny, what a sword of destiny..." Cang Jiuge muttered to himself. The body suddenly dissipated with the wind, turning into dust all over the sky and drifting across the earth.

Cang Jiuge is dead. Two people who originally did not want to fight for their lives eventually embarked on the journey back to life because of their respective positions. But he doesn't regret it. Being able to force Song Lin to complete this sword was the greatest honor in his life. Perhaps it was a peak that he would never be able to reach in the next three lives. He also contributed a bit to this unparalleled sword move! A long time, a long time. Finally someone reacted and cheered loudly. "Song Lin!" "Song Lin!" "Song Lin! Song Lin! Song Lin!" "Sword Immortal——Song Lin!" On Jiuzhangyuan. Countless people looked at the figure in the sky in amazement, their eyes full of admiration. This young man created a miracle! Create a legend of your own with your own hands! From now on, he will become a legend in the land of Donglin, comparable to all the geniuses in the past ten thousand years, and dominate an entire era! From Sanjiang Jiuquan to the east of Cangzhou. he made it! Song Lin held the sword in his hand, savoring the wonderful feeling. It will be the top of the list, and the mountains are small. This is the scenery that truly belongs on the top of a mountain! Sanjiang is a mountain, Cangzhou is a mountain, and Donglin is a mountain. He has just climbed the Cangzhou mountain, and there is still a long way to go in the future. at this time. Reactions from all parties were different. The people of King Cang's faction were completely dejected, and they lowered their heads in silence. Song Lin, who was standing on the clouds, seemed to be glowing, and the dazzling light made him dare not raise his head. "He is indeed... the man of destiny." Cang Tianxun clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, as if he was ready to make a move. however. He seemed to suddenly remember something and glanced at the crowd below. He put away the viciousness in his eyes. "Old man, you really know I'm here."

The mysterious old man hid in the crowd, chuckled secretly, took the wine jug from his waist, and took a sip. He shook his head and said, "Wonderful, wonderful! Seeing this sword in my life is more joyful than having a long dream for 300 years!" A hill in the east. A woman leaned lazily on a crane, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "The show is over, and it's time for us to leave." She stood up, patted the crane behind her, and then rode on it. "Ho~" The crane turned its head and looked back at Song Lin's figure reluctantly, then spread its wings and flew into the night sky. "Gone, gone." One person each from the west, south and north left silently. tonight. Donglinxianya won a great victory, and they, the protectors, can have a good rest now. The bright moon falls in the west. The long night is finally over. When the sun rose in the east, Donglinxianya and his group walked out of the core area of ​​the Cangwang clan and headed towards the distance, starting the next stage of this experience. No one made things difficult for them. In front of Donglinxian Cliff, the defeated Cangwang clan could only shrink their heads and continue to wait for the opportunity. For seven thousand years, they have been accustomed to this. Three days later. The forty-nine people slowly left the Cangwang clan, preparing to go their separate ways and continue their own training. And as the people who left Jiuzhangyuan scattered in all directions. The details of this battle were also thoroughly spread throughout the 360 ​​prefectures of Cangzhou, and reached the ears of billions of people. It was spread to the five mysterious peaks of Donglin Xianya, and to each of the immortal gates in the secular world. It even reached the ears of many secret beings in the East China Sea and the South China Sea. Crazy Sword Master——Song Lin. This name then became famous all over the world and he became a well-known figure. Although Song Lin was famous in the past, he was just a junior after all. now. He has proved himself with his strength, not just talent. "This is a peerless genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years!" "He's going to dominate the world! He's definitely going to dominate the world!"

"From five hundred years ago to five hundred years from now, this generation will be shrouded in his dazzling light and be eclipsed." "He is in his twenties and was born in a remote area. Both his parents are dead, and he is destined to be a son-in-law. It is really hard to imagine how such a person rose to prominence...his previous life..." "Once he steps into the Golden Body of Dragon and Elephant, the word 'Crazy' in 'Crazy Sword Immortal' will probably be removed!" "Jianya Xuanfeng has found the sharpest sword in the past seven thousand years! Like the Sword Master of that year, he has the potential to become a peerless sword immortal!" Dominate the generation, peerless swordsman! This is the unanimous evaluation of Song Lin by the Donglin Immortals. Since the end of the last catastrophe, Jianya Xuanfeng has been in a state of disarray and its inheritance has been cut off. Now that Song Lin has appeared, Jianqi Donglin has become famous all over the world and has finally taken up the banner of Jianya Xuanfeng. of course. The other forty-eight true teachings, which also made significant contributions in this battle, also spread throughout the world. half a month later. There is a list compiled by a curious person, called [Record of Donglin Immortals], which records in detail what everyone present saw and heard that day, and writes down the specialties and appearances of the forty-nine people one by one in the list. among them. Shui Qianrou, the reincarnation of the 'walking immortal', the first true disciple of the Five Great Mysterious Peaks, Xie Muxue who killed the golden body with the Divine Mansion in his first battle... As long as they shine in the flag-grabbing battle, the news is very detailed. As soon as this book came out, it sold like hot cakes. Various piracy, reproductions and imitations continued unabated, further accelerating the spread of "Record of the Immortals of Donglin". Especially the major families in Cangzhou, all rushed to buy it. Not for anything else, just to guard against Song Lin. "It is said that the Crazy Swordsman Song Lin loves to play dumb and eat the tiger. He first offends people and then seeks revenge. When he was in Sanjiang, he was the most famous troublemaker. He hacked his way through from beginning to end and finally wiped out the Song clan!" "From Demon Sword Song Lin, I hacked him all the way to become Crazy Sword Immortal." "This is a ruthless man who has been wanted by the King of Cangzhou for many years, yet he is still able to walk around like a ruthless man." "If you don't want your children to offend this evildoer for no reason, it's better to notify them as soon as possible!" Tongming Prefecture. Song Lin and Shui Qianrou stood in front of a bookstall, listening to the bookseller chattering. I was dumbfounded. "Senior Sister Shui, is he really talking about me?" Song Lin looked at Shui Qianrou and asked, pointing at his nose. "The Demonic Sword Song Lin, the Crazy Swordsman, the Flying Sword Immortal, the Crazy Sword Immortal Song Lin... Well, I think there is no one else except you." Shui Qianrou covered her mouth and laughed. "..."

Song Lin was speechless. He really didn't have the habit of playing dumb to gain advantage. Everything was just the will of heaven, and with the guidance of fate, so many things happened. At most... I just like to take over other people's identities. "Hahaha" At this time, Shui Qianrou had already bought a book. She opened the first page and pointed to the first name and said, "Look, this is how you are evaluated above." "The crazy swordsman - Song Lin. His mind is like a demon, and his actions are ruthless. He rose from obscurity and climbed to the top of Jiuzhang... From Sanjiang to Jiuquan, then to Huangquan Mansion, and worshipped Jianshan..." Shui Qianrou said with a sigh, "In just one month, they have investigated your past deeds so thoroughly. You are indeed the most outstanding figure in Donglin today. I'm afraid your current reputation has been spread back to the Three Rivers and Nine Springs by those people, right?" "I wonder what your old friends would think when they hear this!" "Hehe~~" Song Lin scratched his head and smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. The truth was revealed when Song Lin and Zhou Yuan's identities were combined. All his deeds were naturally dug up, and each one was indeed somewhat horrifying. Looking back, it’s only been a few years, and I’ve experienced a lot. correct. Zhou Yuan from Baijianmen must have accidentally fulfilled his wish of becoming famous and bringing honor to his family with the help of him. "Let's go back and show everyone how awesome you are!" Shui Qianrou smiled complacently, as if she was also proud of herself. She carried nine copies of [Records of the Immortals of Donglin] and walked towards the inn where they were staying temporarily. It was already September. The autumn wind blows gently and the fallen leaves fly. As soon as Song Lin and Shui Qianrou entered the room, they saw Xie Muxue practicing hard in the courtyard. "Come on, come on, let's take a look at the newly released [Record of the Immortals of Donglin]. Hahahaha... every one of us is on the list, and we are in the limelight!" Shui Qianrou's cheerful voice spread throughout the inn. "Thank you, nephew. Here you go." A book flew into Xie Muxue's hands. She silently turned a page and saw Song Lin's name at first glance. "Song Lin, Zhou Yuan... In the Nine Springs, fighting Yang Qingyuan... In Dongyang Prefecture, destroying the Song clan..." Xie Muxue bit her lip subconsciously, and her face suddenly turned pale. "Mu Xue." Song Lin's voice rang in his ears.

In the golden autumn season, leaves fall. In this situation, he felt that he should do something. "If you have time, walk with me..." (End of this chapter)