The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits. (Baidu Search Gives Power Literature x.)

Compared to the two fierce swords, Lin Mu couldn't be smaller.

But because they all took a fancy to Lin Mu's body and didn't intend to destroy Lin Mu, Lin Mu became a fisherman instead.

"It turns out that to deal with the bloody sword, you don't have to be a relic, you can also fight poison with poison."

Lin Mu didn't expect that the problem that had been a headache would be temporarily alleviated in this way.

The Great Iron Sword entered his body and restrained the Bloody Sword.

In this way, in the future, the bloody sword will no longer be able to spare the effort to fight his idea.

At the same time, because of the existence of the bloody sword, the ancestral sword had no time to erase Lin Mu's consciousness.

This crisis, which should have been fatal, was skillfully resolved.

Of course, in the future, he still has to find a more appropriate way to surrender both fierce swords, otherwise they will still be time bombs.

Call!

The breeze blew, and as the two fierce swords restrained each other, the sword intent gradually subsided.

Before the two could completely compromise, they erupted in an unprecedented sword intent impact.

This sword intent impact, contemptuous of heaven and earth, just like the rules of the way of the sword, directly broke the seal laid by the old man of the Nine Great Martial Sects in an instant.

The powerhouses of the Iron Sword Dao burst with light in their eyes, as if they were shooting with a sharp sword.

For Lin Mu to break the seal, they were not displeased, but even happier.

With Lin Muxiu, he must not break through the seal, and the only one who can do this is the ancestral sword.

Immediately afterwards, the aura on Lin Mu's body completely converged and became ordinary.

All the powerhouses of the Iron Sword Dao were extremely nervous for a moment, staring at Lin Mu.

Zu Jian, did you succeed in the end?

Although judging by all indications, it should have been a success.

But as long as the answer is not fully revealed, they don't dare to relax in the slightest, after all, this is related to the great cause of Iron Kendo.

After about ten breaths, Lin Mu opened his eyes.

At this time, although the two fierce swords were temporarily compromised, the sword intent in Lin Mu's body had not been completely eliminated.

In an instant, his left eye was black, his right eye was blood-red, and two three-inch-long sword rays projected out.

As these two sword rays projected out, his entire body exuded a monstrous sword aura, like a peerless sword.

"This sword intent ......"

The people of Iron Sword Dao have cultivated swords all their lives, and they are the most sensitive to the perception of sword intent.

Immediately judged that the sword intent emanating from Lin Mu's body surpassed all of them, as if Lin Mu was not a person, but the embodiment of the way of the sword.

"Ancestral sword, only ancestral sword, can have such sword power."

"It worked, haha, after 10,000 years of waiting, it finally succeeded."

Every sword cultivator of the Iron Sword Dao looked like crazy, dancing and cheering.

"Presumptuous."

At this moment, a voice as indifferent as a sword and majestic came from Lin Mu's mouth.

From the aura of that big iron sword, it was not difficult for him to judge how domineering this sword was, and he naturally knew what to do at this time.

Bang bang bang!

Hearing his shout, the Iron Sword Dao crowd was not only angry, but even more excited one by one, and knelt down one after another.

"The ancestral sword is mighty."

"After ten thousand years of waiting, Lord Ancestral Sword has finally come to the world again."

The nine martial sect-level elders all slammed their heads to the ground, slamming the ground into a bang.

"Ancestral Sword?"

Lin Mu's eyes were desolate, as if he had traveled through endless years, and said coldly, "From now on, there will be no ancestral sword in the world, only Lin Mu." ”

He didn't know much about Zu Jian, so he could only try to be as concise as possible.

So he didn't bother to explain, as if what he said was an order.

His performance, in the eyes of the Iron Sword Dao people, is very normal, so it is in line with the temper of the ancestral sword.

Ancestral Sword, that was the existence of 10,000 years ago.

They are strong in front of outsiders, but in front of Zu Jian, they are at most a group of little children.

In other words, they are not interested in communicating with a group of little kids.

"I'll get it."

The nine elders kowtowed in unison, "In the future, I will only have Elder Lin Mu Taishang in my Iron Sword Dao, and there will be no ancestral sword." ”

Lin Mu ignored them and walked directly towards the largest tent.

Now he doesn't know anything about the Iron Sword Dao, and if he says too much, he will lose.

Entering the tent, he said coldly: "The authentic heirs of the Iron Sword Dao of this generation come in, and this seat has something to ask." ”

"Yes."

"Elder Taishang has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, and he needs to find someone to understand the situation in the world recently."

Without Lin Mu's explanation, the Nine Great Elders would make up for his words and find the most reasonable explanation.

Sitting in the tent, Lin Mu rubbed his eyebrows and put down his disguise.

Now he urgently needs to communicate with Feng Fatzi to understand the specific situation of this iron sword dao, otherwise he will be exposed sooner or later.

And he himself has a powerful divine soul, but he is not worried that the people of the Iron Sword Dao will supervise him with soul power.

What's more, these people are obviously extremely in awe of the ancestral sword, and they don't have the guts.

After a while, Feng Fatzi walked in.

The people of the Iron Sword Dao have already loosened his bonds, and in the eyes of the people of the Iron Sword Dao, Lin Mu has become the ancestral sword, so there is no need to imprison Feng Fatzi.

After all, nominally, Feng Fatzi is still the authentic heir of Iron Kendo.

"The nineteenth generation descendant of the Iron Sword Dao, Feng Guang, meet Elder Taishang."

On his face, Feng Fatzi was respectful to Lin Mu, but in fact, he was deeply alienated.

In his opinion, it was the ancestral sword of this incarnate Supreme Elder who killed his brother's son.

If it weren't for being an authentic descendant of the Iron Sword Dao, he knew 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 not to mention him now, even if he cultivated for another hundred years, he would not be the opponent of the ancestral sword, so he could only endure it.

As he spoke, he was about to bow down to Lin Mu.

This Feng Fat Man is very likely to be his father's good brother, how could Lin Mu let him kneel.

Hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him.

Feng Fatzi was stunned for a moment, and then, his eyes revealed an incredible color.

Lin Mu immediately raised his right hand, and his middle finger was on his lips.

"Very good, your junior talent is not bad, tell me about this seat, since this seat has fallen asleep, the development of Iron Kendo, and the changes in this world."

Then, his voice remained majestic, and he said coldly.

A touch of excitement appeared on Feng Fatzi's face, and through Lin Mu's actions, he had already understood the truth.

He didn't suspect that it was Zu Jian who disguised Lin Mu to deceive him.

Ancestral Sword is such an existence, it is impossible to disguise a human to deceive his 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 had to ask him about the Iron Sword Dao and the Ancestral Sword at this time, so as not to reveal the flaws.

It was naturally impossible for him to hide this, and he tried his best to explain it to Lin Mu.

Outside the tent, although the elders could not see the situation inside the tent and did not dare to monitor and peep, the conversation inside could still be heard.

Hearing that Fat Feng did not neglect the ancestral sword in the slightest, and was so dedicated, a look of satisfaction appeared on their faces.

It seems that this Feng Guang still accepts the reality.

That's right, with the ancestral sword, the iron sword can once again return to its former glory, a small Lin Mu is nothing.

At the same time, inside the tent.

From Feng Fatzi's narration, Lin Mu slowly knew the cause and effect.