Lin Luo walked slowly out of the sword tomb, the black curtain was lifted open, and outside the sword tomb was filled with ink. When everyone saw Lin Luo walking out, they subconsciously took two steps back. Lin Luo still had an unfinished golden sharp sword intent, which forced them to take two steps to avoid the edge.

Liu Qi frowned, and he felt the breath after the war from Lin Luo, but he was still unfulfilled.

"President Lin, I wonder if I have ever had fun talking to the sect leader?" Liu Qi asked.

Lin Luo just won the heart-wrenching battle, and all the depression was like a flood that poured out with the return of the Ten Thousand Swords. Now he walked with a relaxed and happy journey. Facing Liu Qi's question, Lin Luo smiled and said, "I just discussed sword skills with the Sword Saint, and Lin gained a lot. The Sword Saint is worthy of being the Sword Saint, and Mozi's sword skills are well-known!"

Lin Luo had no intention of controlling his voice. In addition to everyone present, Cao Qiudao in the sword tomb must have heard it clearly. This move of pushing Tai Chi would definitely make Cao Qiudao speechless. Others could think that Lin Luo was really exploring sword skills. Otherwise, how could the golden light flourish, the heaven and earth change color, and even all the swords flew into the sword tomb. Such a strange phenomenon?

Only Cao Qiudao, the person involved, could understand that Lin Luo's so-called praise was actually all slander. He gained a lot of things, and he deserved to be worthy of the Sword Saint, but in the end he was asked to destroy it with one move of thousands of swords. At first, he said that he left his big words, the swordsman's undefeated swordsmanship of the same level, and even the Xiansheng of Mo Zhai summoned him, but he still couldn't do anything to Lin Luo. Instead, the swordsman's hat was broken into two pieces.

The hat is close to the head, and the body and hair are loved by parents. Lin Luo cuts the sword saint hat, which is no less shocking than cutting off the sword saint's head. For Cao Qiudao, who has long evolved to the extreme of sword saint and has not been defeated for more than ten years, it is no less than the fatal blow.

Lin Luo can cut his hat at the same level, and when Lin Luo is promoted to the position of Sword Saint, he can cut his head!

Cao Qiudao had a blue face and his fingers were pinching. At this moment, he really wanted to use sword energy to penetrate Lin Luo's arrows into his heart, but he knew that if he did this, he would fall into endless demonic obstacles in his life. If he could not wash away the shame, he would definitely fall into shame. The only way to break this shackles is to defeat Lin Luo and defeat him completely!

As the saying goes, if you have obsession in your heart, you can only transcend the obsession by breaking it. Cao Qiudao even foresees that he has not felt such humiliation for more than ten years. If he can defeat Lin Luo, his sword heart and sword intent will definitely be improved again and become the first among the three true sword saints!

After listening to Lin Luo's words, Liu Qi observed that Lin Luo's words were sincere, but he still felt worried.

"Liu Qi, send Master Lin back to the inn! I hope there will be a chance to discuss martial arts with Master Lin in the future, especially the move of Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" Cao Qiudao's voice came from the sword tomb. His voice was magnificent and could not coincide with the domineering Cao Qiudao in the Lin Luo Sword Tomb.

"Yes!" Liu Qi followed the sect leader for more than 30 years, and with just a pair of ears, he could hear the fluctuations and fluctuations in the sect leader's emphasis. Obviously, things were not as simple as the two said.

Liu Qi could hear it, but the ink masters couldn't hear it. Quan thought it had just happened in the sword tomb. It was indeed a competition between the young leader Lin and the old sect leader.

Liu Qi followed Lin Luo to send Lin Luo back to the inn, but the Mozhes were amazed. The leader Lin looked no bigger than them, and even younger than a large number of the Mozhes. Such a young leader could actually discuss the mystery of swordsmanship with the old sect leader, which was definitely something they could not imagine.

And the old sect leader said before the departure of Master Lin, "I hope there will be a chance to discuss martial arts with Master Lin in the future, especially the move of Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

The name of Wan Jian Guizong appeared in their ears for the first time. What kind of sword technique is this? It dares to be called Wan Jian, Guizong. I think that my sword just now left my body and flew towards the sword tomb. Is it the masterpiece of the leader Lin?

With one person's power, tens of thousands of swords can be crawled, as if the servant saw the master, everyone looked at each other. Such swordsmanship with the aura of a monster emperor was unheard of.

"I heard that Master Lin had been in Longhu Mountain before, and he had cut off the Bailian Waterfall a hundred feet high in Longhu Mountain with one sword. At that time, thousands of people heard it together!" Some of the ink masters walked around the world, and heard about the deeds of Master Lin from Sangqiu and said endlessly.

"How terrible is it to cut off with a sword from Baizhang Waterfall? There is also the Wanjian Guizong today. Although he did not see the extraordinary power of this sword technique with his own eyes, only from the point of seeing the master of Wanjian, it is also an immortal sword technique."

People kept nodding and agreeing. Such swordsmanship, which was so cried by gods and ghosts, was really extraordinary.

After chatting for a while, they recalled their original purpose of coming here, to retrieve the sword summoned by Master Lin.

Looking at the Sacred Land of the Sword Tomb, the Mozhes were waiting anxiously outside, and none of them were willing to leave. They were all swords that they had worn with them since the war. They were not only in harmony with each other, but also made them extremely comfortable.

"Sect Master, our swords are left in the sword tomb. I hope the sect Master will be kind to you, so I will enter the sword tomb holy land to retrieve the swords!"

"I hope the sect leader will be kind to you!" said a hundred other people.

A long time later, a long voice came: "You can enter the sword tomb by yourself to get the sword. In the future, the sword tomb is not a forbidden place. You can enter and exit by yourself! This saint is feeling that you need to stay in seclusion for three years. Liu Qi is responsible for all matters within three years. Unless Jian Mo lives and dies, no one will disturb this saint's practice. Violators will be killed without mercy!"

The sword saint's words contained the boundless sword intent, which made everyone outside the sword tomb frightened and dared not breathe. When the words finished, the momentum disappeared. Cao Qiudao's huge ignition sword split a ten-meter-long Void Sword Realm in the air, and his whole body sank into the Void Sword Realm, wandering outside, and began to retreat.

"The master of the sect, the sword saint is in the sky!"

All the Mozhe crawled on the ground, and the master shouted. Lin Luo, who had not yet walked far, also heard the sound of thunder breaking the void. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, and saw the three-meter-long and wide Void Sword Realm above the Mozhe Guild. Then Cao Qiudao's figure flashed and penetrated into the void.

Lin Luo was shocked. When Liu Qi saw this scene, he looked at Lin Luo with a complicated expression, and repeated in his heart: As soon as the so-called exchange of swordsmanship between the sect leader Lin and the sect leader opened up the sword world and entered it and began to retreat. The complex cause and effect were really unpredictable.

Lin Luo's complacent heart also disappeared. This is the real strength of the Sword Saint. You can break the void with just one sword. Although his Wanjian Guizong is powerful, he can only rely on the most powerful sword in the "Tracks" realm, and the move of the flying immortal from the sky by the Lord of Baiyun City Ye Gucheng, is called the most perfect sword in the "Tracks" realm. However, the real saint in the sword has long realized the "Tracks" realm. The difference between the two is the gap in realm, a gap.
Chapter completed!