Douluo: I Have Been Wielding Swords in the Liuli Sect for Twenty Years

Time Travel Douluo, with level one innate soul power, his martial soul is an iron sword known as scrap. Chen Fan was judged by everyone to have no hope in life and could only work as a sweeper in the Qibao Glazed Sect. "Ding! The god-level sword swinging system is activated!" "Swing the sword a thousand times a day, soul power +1!" "The sword has been swung a hundred thousand times in total, and the martial soul has evolved into the 'Qingfeng Sword'!" "Swing the sword a million times in total, and you will be rewarded with the soul bone 'Wind Sword Bone'!" "Swing the sword a total of 10 million times and be rewarded with a 100,000-year soul ring!"... Twenty years, seven thousand three hundred days and nights, Chen Fan's name has long been forgotten. Until that day, the powerful men of Wuhun Palace came to the city, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was in danger, and both Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were bleeding. At the moment of despair, a figure forgotten by everyone, holding an iron sword, slowly walked out from the handyman's office. "My sword took twenty years of effort." "Can you guys stop me?"