You believe me!?
You beat me up like this, so how am I supposed to believe you!?
Lin San seriously suspected Qin Feng had done it on purpose, just to take the opportunity to beat him up.
"See? You've misunderstood me again!"
Qin Feng hurriedly suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and gave him a look that promised he wouldn't fight back.
"Fine!"
After catching Qin Feng's look, Lin San chose to believe him one more time.
He immediately unleashed his ultimate move. A terrifying sword intent surged from the Wuchen Sword in his hand, sweeping outward like an endless, raging tide, as though it would devour the entire world.
Divine might blazed; one sword severed the ages!
A sword beam that could shake the entire Ancient Wasteland shot straight into the Ninth Heaven. Sword Qi surged for ninety thousand miles, shaking heaven and earth, as if one sword had cleaved through the past and future.
"So this is Brother Lin's One Sword Breaks Myriad Ages!?"
The moment Qin Feng saw the sword, his heart stirred.
Ever since Lin San comprehended One Sword Breaks Myriad Ages, Qin Feng had heard about it many times and seen it several times, but he had never experienced it firsthand.
Now he was about to ascend to the Upper Realm. If he didn't experience it now, he'd never get the chance!
Buzz! Buzz!
Heaven and earth suddenly dimmed, and endless sword cries rang out across the world.
Qin Feng stepped forward, the ancestral demonic sword in his hand. Proud and aloof, he resembled a snow lotus swaying in the wind atop a sheer cliff, radiating a force that struck straight to the heart.
He lowered his head—and drew his sword!
A dazzling sword light, standing apart from the world, appeared among