Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

The Shaolin people coordinated seamlessly and had already rushed to Lin Heng, less than an inch away.

At this time, Lin Heng held the sword in his hand, and the Mountain and River Sword was suspended in the air the next moment.

Lin Heng stretched out two fingers and waved them slightly downwards.

In an instant, the Mountain and River Sword broke through thousands of swords, creating a violent sword wind.

Wherever the tip of the Mountain and River Sword pointed, a powerful sword energy suddenly emerged.

The sword energy crisscrossed and rushed out with a bang in just a moment.

A cloud of dust suddenly flew up around, disrupting the momentum of the entire formation.

The heroes below could no longer see the specific situation on the arena.

All I saw were shadows of swords flashing across the arena.

The cold light was sharp, leaving a gully wherever it passed, which showed how strong its power was.

Lin Heng's figure kept changing.

People only heard a thud and several Shaolin monks were thrown out of the formation.

The young Shaolin monks didn't know what was going on and hurried over to support the elders.

When they saw these elders, they were vomiting blood, unable to stand up, and their faces were filled with fear.

"This sword is extremely evil!"

Lin Heng's steps were extremely fast, and his sword skills were unstoppable.

He actually used the Shaolin monk's moves to counter them, blocking all of them and returning them one by one.

The speed is jaw-dropping.

Abbot Xuanci shouted to his fellow disciples in a panic.

"Quick, change the formation, we will attack together."

Lin Heng suddenly found it a little funny.

How come he suddenly became the public enemy of Shaolin Temple?

"Even if we attack together, it won't change anything. The formation is very powerful, but it's nothing in front of absolute strength."

"So-called attack and defense are relative to others. For me, it's just a matter of one sword breaking it."

As soon as Lin Heng finished speaking, he flipped his hand and the Mountain and River Sword immediately fell into his hand.

A powerful sword energy emanated from his body and wrapped around the blade of the Mountain and River Sword.

The Mountain and River Sword vibrated violently, and a dazzling golden light began to emit from the hilt.

All the heroes present suddenly felt that the swords in their hands were out of control and began to vibrate violently.

It seemed to be responding to the sound of the Mountain and River Sword.

When one sword is struck, ten thousand swords respond.

Lin Heng just waved his hand, stroked the blade of the Mountain and River Sword with his fingers, and injected his internal force into it.

Abbot Xuanci secretly said that something was not right, and then exchanged glances with several elders.

They approached Lin Heng at a very fast speed, trying to force their way in. However, at this moment, Lin Heng's sword also moved.

"I have a sword named Guarding Mountains and Rivers. The mountains and rivers thousands of miles away should still be there, and the sword will be a flying dragon!"

The Mountain and River Sword flew across the sky and chopped down fiercely.

The boundless sword energy carried with it endless destructive power, coming suddenly like a violent storm.

The entire Shaolin was shaken.

The Mountain and River Sword overturned the entire arena, and the monks surrounding Lin Heng retreated one after another.

Some were even thrown off the arena.

Now, only Abbot Xuanci and three elders are left on the arena.

They were all seriously injured, and were hurt internally by Lin Heng's sword.

I wanted to fight with all my might, but I no longer had the strength to fight.

Lin Heng's sword energy lingered for a long time, and he rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

Then he put the sword behind his back.

He used 70% to 80% of his strength in this sword strike.

However, in order not to hurt too many people, he had to try his best to restrain his strength and stop the power of the Mountain and River Sword in time.

Everyone below couldn't help but gasp.

These are all famous figures in Shaolin, yet they were defeated by Lin Heng when they attacked together.

Its power is so terrifying.

There was an added hint of excitement in Jiumozhi's eyes.

This Xiaoyao Sword Immortal has such high martial arts skills that he can generate sword intent to protect mountains and rivers. He must have a peerless sword technique.

If he could secretly learn this sword skill of guarding mountains and rivers, he would be the best in the martial arts world in no time.

At this time, Lin Heng spoke coldly to Abbot Xuanci.

"Thank you. Do you Shaolin monks have any ideas now?"

Abbot Xuanci slowly stood up with the help of the young monk.

When he looked at Lin Heng again, there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

However, since Shaolin has already made a promise, it is not easy to go back on its word now that everyone is defeated.

"Amitabha, Master Lin's martial arts skills are the highest I have ever seen in my life, but the evil sword Fu Yuan is too resentful and murderous. Since Master Lin uses the sword as his way, why not try to subdue this sword?"

"If the donor can tame this sword and prevent it from harming the martial arts world, then it will be a good deed for the entire martial arts world."

"By then, I believe all the heroes in the world will be willing to nominate Master Lin to take the position of leader of the martial arts world."

Lin Heng immediately laughed sarcastically.

It seems like he is waiting for me here.

But he was not a timid person, so he agreed immediately.

"Alright, I want to see how evil this magic sword is to make the Shaolin people so afraid of it."

Abbot Xuanci turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to Lin Heng.

"Please lend me a step to observe the sword, Mr. Lin."

Lin Heng followed Abbot Xuanci into the interior of Shaolin.

After walking for a distance, I saw a formation in front of me.

Several Shaolin monks sat in different positions, silently chanting scriptures, with a sword trapped in the center, as if trying to purify it.

But their foreheads had already started to sweat.

Many people had frowns and chapped lips.

It can be seen that purifying this magic sword took up a lot of their energy.

Lin Heng thought to himself, no wonder.

There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Shaolin.

There are still some high monks holding the magic sword here, so it is impossible for them to come out and fight with me.

As Lin Heng approached, he saw that the magic sword suddenly became unusually active.

It began to vibrate continuously, making sharp sword sounds.

It seemed that he felt the sword energy around Lin Heng.

The sword began to rush around, causing several monks around to feel pressured.

They tried to suppress it, but the sword was out of control and moved towards Lin Heng like crazy.

Seeing this, Lin Heng took two steps forward.

"Thank you for your hard work, Masters. Leave the rest to me."

Lin Heng suddenly stopped and raised his hand slightly, and the sword flew to Lin Heng's hand.

But after it came to Lin Heng's side, it seemed to have completely changed its face, becoming extremely quiet, and just kept circling around Lin Heng.

The Shaolin monks couldn't help but widen their eyes.

They have controlled this magic sword for so long, but they have never seen this face of the sword before.

Lin Heng stretched out his hand, and the sword immediately flew into the palm of Lin Heng's hand.

"Demon Sword Fu Yuan, do you recognize me as your master?"

The magic sword vibrated violently, as if responding to Lin Heng's words.

Lin Heng just nodded slightly and stroked the sword with his hand.

The magic sword just hung in the air, enjoying Lin Heng's touch very obediently.

"The sword also has a spirit. This sword has recognized me as its master!"

Abbot Xuanci was shocked.

"This... this sword really picks on the weak!"