General, So You Weren't Dead?

Lin Feng put the Demonic Sword into his Storage Space.

Then, all three bodies drew Demonic Swords from the Storage Space at once.

The Star Pavilion Master stared in disbelief. "How could there be three Demonic Swords?

"The Demonic Sword doesn't have the ability to split.

"This is another trick of the eye. It has to be a trick of the eye."

After leveling up, the Demonic Sword could freely split into anywhere from two to seven copies.

The Star Pavilion Master had suffered more shocks today than he had in the past several thousand years.

Again and again, Lin Feng was overturning everything he thought he knew.

Then, the Star Pavilion Master felt himself being locked onto.

Lin Feng said calmly, "Have you heard of the Strongest Sword?"

The Star Pavilion Master thought back and recalled the most dazzling genius of the Celestial Era—the Celestial hero, Lin Feng, Great General of the Nation.

He had once heard from a Half-blood friend that Great General of the Nation possessed a sword technique that fused multiple Star Martial arts and was known as the Strongest Sword.

But Great General of the Nation had already perished completely, and the Strongest Sword had been lost. It could not possibly reappear.

This had to be a coincidence.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—three rays of sword light flashed.

Bang, bang, bang—the Star Pavilion Master's Qi Shield was blasted open with three huge holes.

One sword struck his waist and another his back, blood seeping from the wounds.

His Qi Shield shattered directly into countless white motes of light.

The Star Pavilion Master raised another Qi Shield and reached out to clutch his injured kidney.

Lin Feng said evenly, "If you're someone reincarnated,

"you should have heard of me.

"I am Lin Feng, leader of the Half-bloods, Celestial