Chapter 390: The Fisherman Gains
Two dogs fight, play off.
Compared to the two fierce swords, Lin Mu was extremely insignificant.
But because they all took a fancy to Lin Mu's body and had no intention of destroying Lin Mu, Lin Mu became a fisherman instead.
"It turns out that to deal with the Blood Fiend Broken Sword, you don't necessarily need relics. You can also fight poison with poison."
Lin Mu didn't expect that the headache he had been having was temporarily relieved in this way.
The big iron sword entered his body and restrained the bloody sword.
In this way, from now on, the Blood Fiend Broken Sword will no longer be able to find time to mess with his ideas.
At the same time, because of the existence of the Blood Fiend Broken Sword, Zu Jian had no time to obliterate Lin Mu's consciousness.
This supposedly fatal crisis was skillfully resolved.
Of course, he will still have to find a more appropriate way to subdue these two vicious swords in the future, otherwise they will still be time bombs.
call!
The breeze blew by, and as the two fierce swords restrained each other, the sword intent gradually subsided.
Before the two completely compromised, they unleashed an unprecedented sword attack.
The impact of this sword intention defied heaven and earth, just like the rules of swordsmanship, and directly broke through the seals placed by the old men of the nine martial arts sects in an instant.
The eyes of the strong men of the Iron Sword Way burst out with light, as if they were shooting out of sharp swords. .
They were not unhappy that Lin Mu had broken the seal, but were even happier.
With Lin Mu's cultivation level, it is absolutely impossible to break through the seal. The only one who can do this is the Ancestral Sword.
Immediately afterwards, the aura on Lin Mu's body completely subsided and became ordinary.
All the strong men of Iron Sword Dao were extremely nervous and stared at Lin Mu.
Zu Jian, has he succeeded?
Although judging from various signs, it should be successful.
But as long as the answer is not fully revealed, they dare not relax at all. After all, this is related to the great cause of Iron Sword Dao.
After about ten breaths, Lin Mu opened his eyes.
At this time, although the two fierce swords had temporarily compromised, the sword intent in Lin Mu's body had not yet been completely restrained.
In an instant, his left eye was black, his right eye was blood red, and two three-inch long sword lights were projected out.
As these two sword rays were projected out, his whole body exuded overwhelming sword energy, like a peerless sword.
"This sword intention..."
Everyone in Iron Sword Dao spends their entire lives practicing swords, and they are most sensitive to the sword's intention.
It was immediately judged that the sword intent emanating from Lin Mu surpassed all of them, as if Lin Mu was not a person but the embodiment of the sword.
"The Ancestral Sword, only the Ancestral Sword has such sword power."
"It's successful, haha. After waiting for thousands of years, it's finally successful."
Every swordsman in the Iron Sword Way looked like crazy, dancing and cheering.
"presumptuous."
At this moment, a voice as cold as a sword and as majestic as a sword came from Lin Mu's mouth.
From the aura of the big iron sword, it was not difficult for him to judge how domineering the sword was, and he naturally knew what to do at this time.
Bang bang bang!
After hearing his scolding, everyone in Tie Jian Dao was not angry, but instead became even more excited and knelt down one after another.
"The ancestral sword is mighty."
"After thousands of years of waiting, Master Zu Jian finally comes to the world again."
The nine Wuzong-level old men all kowtowed to the ground, making a loud banging sound.
"Ancestral sword?"
Lin Mu's eyes were desolate, as if he had traveled through endless years, and he said coldly, "From now on, there will be no ancestral sword in the world, only Lin Mu."
He didn't know much about Zujian, so he could only try to be concise and concise.
So he didn't explain anything, as if what he said was an order.
In the eyes of everyone in Iron Sword Dao, his behavior was normal, and it was in line with Zu Jian's temper.
The Ancestral Sword existed thousands of years ago.
They are strong men in front of outsiders, but in front of Zu Jian, they are just a bunch of brats at best.
If it were them, they wouldn't be interested in communicating with a bunch of brats.
"I'll understand later."
The nine elders kowtowed together, "From now on, our Iron Sword Dao will only have Supreme Elder Lin Mu, and no more ancestral swords."
Lin Mu ignored them and walked directly towards the largest tent.
Now he knows nothing about Iron Sword Dao, and he will make mistakes if he talks too much.
Entering the tent, he said coldly: "The authentic successor of this generation of Iron Sword Dao has come in. I have something to ask."
"yes."
"The Supreme Elder has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years. He needs someone to understand the recent situation in the world."
Without Lin Mu's explanation, the nine elders would figure out what he said and find the most reasonable explanation.
Sitting in the tent, Lin Mu rubbed his brows and put down his disguise.
Now he urgently needs to communicate with Fatty Feng to understand the specific situation of Iron Sword Way, otherwise the secret will be exposed sooner or later.
And he himself has a powerful soul, so he doesn't worry about the people of Iron Sword Dao using their soul power to supervise him.
What's more, these people are obviously in awe of Zu Jian and don't have the courage.
After a while, Fatty Feng walked in.
The people in Iron Sword Dao had already released him. In the eyes of everyone in Iron Sword Dao, Lin Mu had become the ancestral sword, so there was no need to imprison Fatty Feng.
After all, in name only, Fatty Feng is still the authentic successor of Iron Sword Dao.
"Feng Guang, the nineteenth generation successor of Iron Sword Dao, pays homage to the Supreme Elder."
On his face, Fatty Feng remained respectful to Lin Mu, but in reality he showed a deep sense of alienation.
In his opinion, it was this ancestral sword that was transformed into the Supreme Elder and killed his brother's son.
If he wasn't an authentic heir of Iron Sword Dao, he would know very well how terrifying the ancestral sword was, and he would have wanted to kill the person in front of him.
But he knew that, let alone him now, even if he practiced for another hundred years, he would never be a match for the Ancestral Sword, so he could only endure.
With that said, he was about to kneel down to Lin Mu.
This Fatty Feng was most likely his father's good brother. How could Lin Mu possibly ask him to kneel down.
He quickly stepped forward and reached out to stop him.
Fatty Feng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
Lin Mu immediately raised his right hand and raised his middle finger to his lips.
"Very good, you are quite talented as a junior. Tell me about the development of Iron Sword Dao and the changes in this world since I fell asleep."
Then, his voice remained dignified and he said coldly.
A touch of excitement appeared on Fatty Feng's face. Through Lin Mu's actions, he already understood the truth.
He did not suspect that Zu Jian was pretending to be Lin Mu to deceive him.
What kind of existence is Zujian, it is impossible to pretend to be a human to deceive him as a junior.
Therefore, there is only one truth. The person in front of him is still Lin Mu.
At the same time, he also knew that Lin Mu would ask him about the Iron Sword Dao and Zujian information at this time to avoid exposing any flaws.
Naturally, he couldn't hide this, so he tried his best to explain to Lin Mu.
Outside the tent, although the elders could not see what was going on inside the tent and did not dare to monitor and peep, they could still hear the conversation inside.
When they heard that Fatty Feng did not neglect Zu Jian in the slightest and was so dedicated, they all had a look of satisfaction on their faces.
It seems that Feng Guang has accepted the reality.
This is right. With the Ancestral Sword, Iron Sword Dao can once again regain its former glory. A small Lin Mu is nothing.
Meanwhile, inside the tent.
From Fatty Feng's story, Lin Mu gradually understood the cause and effect.
