Super Martial God

"You know your own mind."

Jiang Ye is fearless. The relationship between the Jiang family and the Yang family is not good. How can he be afraid to offend the Yang family leader.

"I think Lin Mu is highly suspected."

"Without solid evidence, how can we be convicted at will."

With the debate between the Jiang family and the Yang family, several other forces joined in.

Some people support the killing of Lin Mu, while others oppose it.

"All right, all right."

Seeing that the people were arguing endlessly, Fang Jue had to interrupt them. "Some words of Jiang Yi are really right. It's about the bloody sword slave. It's not too much to pay attention to."

"Of course, we can't kill people at will just because of suspicion. Since Lin Mu is suspected, we'll investigate whether he is a bloody sword slave. It's easy to distinguish. If he is, we will kill him. If not, each family will make some compensation to him. "

"Just listen to elder Fang."

As soon as Fang Jue's words came out, everyone no longer had any opinions.

After all, in terms of prestige, Fang Jue is higher than tianyuanhou and still has great prestige.

"What about the iron fist club? Do you want to cut off the news? "

Jiang Yi asked.

"No, it's better to spread the news. In this way, people can pay more attention to the bloody sword slave and realize his bloody nature."

Fang Jue waved his hand. "Now each family leaves some people to deal with the aftermath of the iron fist club. Let's leave the others for the time being."

When the fighters of various forces returned to Tianyuan City, the news about the iron fist Club immediately spread like a storm in the city.

"The bloody remnant sword more than 900 years ago reappears in the world."

"The bloody sword slave is extremely ferocious. More than 1000 disciples of the iron fist club were slaughtered in one day."

"A bloody war is about to set off..."

Similar discussions were only discussed in a small scope at first. In less than half a day, they spread all over the city and made a lot of noise.

In an ordinary restaurant.

"Have you heard that the iron fist club was killed a few hours ago."

"Who doesn't know this now? It is said that the murderer is a bloody sword slave. He only knows killing and has no humanity."

"It's terrible. None of the thousands of disciples is alive. It's really inhuman."

Several martial artists talked while drinking wine.

"I also heard through the grapevine that the head of the Jiang family and many big people suspected that the bloody sword slave was Lin Mu."

Suddenly, a square faced man whispered.

"Lin Mu? Not long ago, Lin Mu said that he broke through the fifth floor of the Seven Star Tower and killed martial master Ge Tianhai with the cultivation of seven rank martial artists? "

Countless eyes gathered around.

"Who else but him? Lin Mu himself has a grudge against iron fist, and so many big people think so. It won't be groundless."

The square faced man was noticed by the public. He looked mysterious, but his eyes were full of pride.

"Say what you just said again."

Just then, a cold voice sounded.

"Who? Dare you speak to me like this. "

The square faced man patted the table and got up. Turning his head, he suddenly saw that in a corner of the restaurant, there was a young man in black with a long bow on his back, looking coldly here.

"Boy, if you want to ask me a question, you have to use the word please. In this imperative tone, are you itchy?"

Seeing that the other party was so young, the square faced man didn't pay attention, sneered.

Before the voice fell, the young man in black opposite had disappeared.

The square faced man's pupils tightened. Before he could react, he felt a big foot on his back and trampled him on the table.

Pooh!

Then, a chopstick penetrated the palm of the square faced man and nailed him.

"Ah, sir, spare your life, spare your life. I said, I said, everything."

The square faced man screamed bitterly.

The people nearby were all in the mood of watching a good play. This time, they were also frightened, and many people ran away in panic.

Of course, there are those who have the courage to stay and continue to watch.

"Say what you just said again."

The young man in black didn't lift his eyelids and said indifferently.

"Lin Mu has a feud with the iron fist Club..."

The square faced man was about to repeat.

Halfway through, he was interrupted by the young man in Black: "last sentence."

"I doubt that Lin Changsha is a great swordsman."

The square faced man trembled.

"Get out."

One foot kicked the square faced man away, and the young man in black showed a thoughtful color on his face, "bloody sword slave?"

Then, the color of thinking turned cold: "whether you dare to kill my disciples of Nanping villa or not."

Seven Star College, seven star garden.

"It is impossible to suppress the bloody remnant sword with only a dozen relics. We must have a new plan."

In the garden, the old star looked at Lin Mu solemnly.

At first, under the influence of more than a dozen Buddhist relics, Lin Mu barely recovered a trace of Qingming.

However, after a long time, the will of the blood ghost once again suppressed the pure Yang power of the relic, and Lin Mu's thinking was confused again.

"Fortunately, your will is strong enough to be expected. If you were someone else, you would have been possessed and become a real sword slave, and you can always maintain a trace of yourself without completely losing consciousness."

The old star continued, "now, there are two schemes."

"First, collect more relics. We only have the relics I competed for and obtained from the iron fist club. A total of 24 relics are far from enough."

"Second, rely on yourself to suppress the bloody ghost remnant sword."

Lin Mu's eyes were red with blood. When he heard the speech, he clenched his teeth and said, "how to suppress it?"

"The bloody ghost remnant sword is a magic sword, but in the final analysis, it is still a sword. To suppress a sword, we naturally need to have a deep understanding of kendo."

"In the future, the higher your understanding of kendo, the stronger your power to resist the bloody ghost remnant sword. Even when one day you reach an unprecedented height in kendo, it may not be impossible to completely control the bloody ghost remnant sword."

"Master the bloody ghost remnant sword?"

Lin Mu was stunned.

What he has been thinking about is how to get rid of the bloody remnant sword, and he has never thought about controlling it.

But after a while, when he recovered, he could not help frowning: "I seldom touch the sword and know nothing about the sword way. Can it really work?"

"Everything depends on misfortunes and blessings. It's a misfortune and it's not a bad thing to have a bloody remnant sword into your body."

The old star said slowly, "misfortune means that once you can't resist the will of the blood devil, you will become a sword slave and be controlled by it."

"The good thing is the bloody remnant sword. It is a peerless sword. With it in your body, you can feel the supreme sword spirit all the time. This is a dream for anyone who practices sword."

"Of course, the premise of a good thing is that you can resist its will. Otherwise, like the previous sword slaves, they have no reason and only know how to kill. How can they understand Kendo?"

Lin Mu nodded, but his doubts were not completely relieved. He said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I can't go beyond the shadow of the bloody remnant sword if I understand the sword so passively?"

"So you still need external training."

Xinglao stared at Lin Mu deeply, "have you heard of the saying of 'fist flesh and sword bone'?"

Lin Mu shook his head and his eyes flashed slightly.