Lin Feng jumped, jumped off the plum blossom stake, walked to the weapon stand, pulled out a sword, turned around and said to Zhang Xinde, "Master, please."

Lin Feng's words shocked Lin Rong and Lin Zheng who were practicing swords. Both of them stopped and looked at Lin Feng at the same time.

Lin Feng stood on the ground holding the sword, holding the hilt in his hand, holding it naturally, without posing, and standing there naturally.

On Yunmeng Continent, Lin Feng's attainment in swordsmanship can be said to be the ones who have never come from before and after. He has cultivated the third level of sword spirit and has evoked the Tongtian sword spirit that he can suppress all power, including magic, and can also turn all things into giant swords to kill people invisibly. He also transformed thousands of sword moves into one sword. So if he had not lost all his cultivation and had no memory, then no one would know how to use swords better than him.

Although Lin Feng's cultivation was completely damaged, when he saw Zhang Xinde dancing with his sword, the sword energy still vaguely resonated with something deep in his brain, and gave him a sceptical understanding of the sword.

Zhang Xinde looked at Lin Feng who was naturally unconscious and he was slightly stunned. He was already full of confidence, but at this moment he began to shake. Lin Feng's state of being full of flaws all over his body suddenly made him unable to find a place to start, because as long as Lin Feng changes these flaws at will, the flaws will not be flaws.

After weighing it, Zhang Xinde felt that his idea was very unreasonable. Lin Feng had never learned sword moves, so how could he know how to use swords? So, he thought too much about everything. So Zhang Xinde said, "Are you sure you let your teacher take the move first?"

Lin Feng nodded and said, "I also want to prove whether my guess is correct."

Zhang Xinde shook his head helplessly and said, "Feng'er, remember, being too curious is not a good thing sometimes. If a person dies quickly, he is often curious..." Zhang Xinde's body floated up while speaking, and the sword changed various moves in the air to force Lin Feng.

Seeing this sword force, Lin Zheng and Lin Rong couldn't help but take a deep breath, especially Lin Rong once again couldn't help but cover his eyes, turned his back to Lin Feng.

In order to maintain his majesty, Zhang Xinde has used all his life's learning. Of course, he did not activate his true energy. He just used his moves, so that he would not cause harm to Lin Feng.

Zhang Xinde's sword tip pointed directly at Lin Feng's throat, as if he was a sword to be a marquis. However, Lin Feng only stood with his sword, without dodging or dodging.

Seeing that Lin Feng had not changed his sword posture at this time, Zhang Xinde thought to himself: "It seems that you really can't use a sword. Even if I don't change this sword, you have nowhere to escape. Well, I will open your eyes today and know what it means to be unable to defend." Zhang Xinde thought about it, the sword that was originally stretched in front suddenly stopped, and his body floated out like teleportation. At the same time, the sword that was originally holding in his right hand had fallen into his left hand and handed it out from the bottom of his left armpit.

Lin Zheng's eyes widened. This could be said to be the most exquisite sword he had ever seen. He thought that if he was in Lin Feng's position, he would never know how he was hit by the sword.

Finally, Zhang Xinde's body stopped.

Because Zhang Xinde's body blocked Lin Zheng's view, he could not see Lin Feng's expression at this time, but in a moment, he heard Lin Feng's faint voice: "So... it's true."

Zhang Xinde's body couldn't help but shake, and the sword seemed to be unable to hold it steadily. He took a few deep breaths, shook his head slightly, and said, "Incredible, incredible..."

When Lin Zheng and Lin Rong heard this, they both looked at each other, jumped off the plum blossom stake, ran up to see what happened. At this time, what was reflected in their eyes was Lin Feng's hilt blocking Zhang Xinde's sword, and the tip of the sword was approaching Zhang Xinde's throat.

Lin Rong and Lin Zheng were stunned. After a while, Lin Rong screamed in shock: "Wow, this..."

Lin Feng withdrew his sword, but Zhang Xinde shook and retreated. After a series of breathing, he said: "Impossible...Impossible... This is the best sword technique among the disciples of the Yuhua Sect...How is it possible? Haha... I have nothing to teach you anymore."

Seeing this, Lin Feng knelt down with a pounce and said, "The master has to teach a lot. The disciple has achieved what he has achieved today. It all depends on the master's careful guidance. If it weren't for the master, how could the disciple have judged the master's sword path?"

Zhang Xinde sat down, and Jian was still on the side. After sighing, he let out a long frown and said, "Okay, it's okay. I didn't expect that Zhang Xinde could accept such a disciple in my lifetime. I have no regrets in this life, hahahaha..."

At this time, Lin Zheng, who was standing aside, turned low. After he was silent for a while, he started practicing sword again. Lin Rong sat on the ground with a sigh and said to himself: "Hey, the young master doesn't need me to protect him in the future. Hey... I'm such a waste... hey..."

Zhang Xinde heard Lin Rong sighing, then turned to look at Lin Rong, and shouted loudly: "Don't sigh to me, practice the exercises quickly."

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed like this, and the annual martial arts competition was about to begin. The capital is now very lively, and elites from all over the world gathered in the capital.

The day before the competition, Lin Feng was called to the study by Lin Ao and Zhang Xinde.

Lin Ao took out the long-clogged dragon sword from the bookshelf, and opened the cloth layer by layer, and finally smashed the candle on the sword.

Lin Feng no longer knew Long Jian, but when the candle on the sword was knocked down, the whole sword began to shake, and Lin Feng's hand felt like he couldn't control himself and wanted to grab the sword.

The sword was in Zhang Xinde's hand, and at this moment he could not grasp the sword, put the sword on the desk. He looked at the sword and asked Lin Feng: "Feng'er, do you recognize this sword?"

Lin Feng felt a violent excitement in his heart when he looked at the sword on the desk, but he could no longer remember the sword. At this moment, he only had a hazy feeling. He seemed to have an incomprehensible relationship with the sword, so he said, "I don't know it, but I seem to be very familiar with it."

Long Jian trembled violently on the desk, and a striking sound was made on the desk. Zhang Xinde and Lin Ao were both worried that the sword would break the desk, so they hurriedly pressed towards the sword. However, before the two of them reached their hands, Long Jian stood up suddenly, frightened Lin Ao and shouted: "Oh..."

Zhang Xinde was shocked and quickly reached out to grab it. However, before his hand reached Long Jian's side, the Long Jian's sword flashed and passed Zhang Xinde's hand like lightning.

Zhang Xinde was furious and grabbed it again, and the dragon sword flashed again.

Grab again, flash again...

...

For several rounds, in the space as big as the study room, Zhang Xinde could not catch the dragon sword. He couldn't help but stop, shook his head and said, "Immortal weapon, this must be an immortal weapon, it is worthy of being an immortal weapon..."

Lin Feng was in a daze. Seeing Zhang Xinde stopping, he heard him talk about the immortal weapon again, so he asked curiously: "What is the immortal weapon the master mentioned?"

Zhang Xinde thought that these things had not been told to Feng'er, and it was normal for him to not understand them, so he said: "In this world, there are various magic weapons, and different magic weapons have different levels of division. Generally, they are called magic weapons. The better ones are spiritual weapons. For example, flying swords and other spiritual weapons are spiritual weapons. The next level is treasure weapons. It is difficult to find treasure weapons. Better than treasure weapons, it is called Taoist weapons. Taoist weapons are rare magic weapons. An ordinary person, as long as he has a Taoist weapon, even thousands of troops cannot stop him. In the human world, there are not many Taoist weapons in the entire cultivation world. As for immortal weapons, let alone, as long as one sect has an immortal weapon, he cannot think that it is impossible to do the big sect."

Lin Feng was happy and said, "Master means that this sword can be regarded as an immortal weapon?" Lin Feng said, "As soon as he stretched out his hand, he went straight towards the dragon sword.

Just as Zhang Xinde nodded, he saw the dragon sword flying into Lin Feng's hand as if it was returning to his master. His eyes suddenly widened, so big that he was just about to fall off on the spot.
Chapter completed!