What kind of sound is that, with the vicissitudes and longings of time, quietly ringing at the top of the river.

The ethereal sound almost penetrates through the ages.

The iron wood in front of you is like the long river of Chu Yun across time and space, talking to the sages who had been thousands of years ago.

Chu Zhengliang and others were immediately shocked.

A pair of old eyes, staring hugely!

Even Chu Yuan showed an incredible look on his old face.

He never dreamed that this puppet would lose control at this moment.

What made everyone even more incredible is that they actually felt a little sadness and longing on this iron-wood puppet.

"This...how could this happen?"

"Isn't this iron wood a puppet made with secret techniques?"

"It is inanimate, it is lifeless."

"But, since there is no life, why does it appear in human emotions?"

"Ancestor Tiemu, can he become a spirit?"

The entire Chumen Mountain was shocked.

Obviously, Tiemu's reaction has surpassed everyone present.

Although the secret method of refining puppets is rare in the martial arts world today, it is not without it.

According to legend, in the Miaojiang area in the hot summer, the art of puppet refining was extremely popular.

However, any puppet is ruthless and has no desires and obeys the orders of the master.

But now, Tiemu seemed to have consciousness. Not only did he kneel down on the ground, but he also called him dad in the direction of Ye Fan?

This scene also made Tang Yun look so beautiful that she felt incredible.

Even Ye Fan himself was a little confused.

Especially when Tiemu called his father, Ye Fan subconsciously glanced at Tang Yun.

That way, it seemed like I was asking Tang Yun, did you have this iron wood?

Of course, this bizarre idea just flashed through Ye Fan's mind.

He has only known Tang Yun for several years. Even if Tang Yun really gave birth to a child for him, he would not have grown up so fast or so big.

But now is no longer the time to wonder. No matter what the reason is, this iron-wood puppet must not be kept.

If Chu Yuan can command it in a while, Ye Fan will have no chance of turning the tables.

Therefore, while Tiemu kneeled down and took it down, Ye Fan's Yunyang Ancient Sword still did not hold back.

Seven swords came out in succession, and the lateral force swept across the sky.

The sword lights in the sky slashed on Tiemu without reservation.

"Temu, go!"

"What are you doing when you kneel down?"

"I am your master. Even if you kneel down, you should kneel down to me!"

"How can you not obey my order?"

Feeling the majestic power above Yunyang’s ancient sword, Chu Yuan was undoubtedly panicked.

He was really afraid that this ancestor's thing would be destroyed by his hands.

However, with the moon god blocking him, he could not go over and help, so he could only give orders to Temu angrily.

However, Tiemu turned a blind eye to it.

He still kneeled down and conquered his faith, as if he was the most devout believer.

Even after seeing the sword energy blooming from the Yunyang ancient sword, Tiemu not only did not hide at all, but also opened his arms, as if a child leaving home, saw his parents' arms, and rushed into the arms of the sword sea with attachment.

boom!

The endless sword light finally slashed on Tiemu.

Ye Fan originally thought that the Yunyan Sword Technique should be able to tear open Tiemu's defense.

But he miscalculated it after all.

The endless green light fell on the iron wood, just like the spring breeze and drizzle pouring on its body.

The majestic sword energy did not leave any trace on Tiemu.

"This...this..."

Ye Fan was stunned.

He looked at this scene in disbelief.

Tang Yun was also full of horror.

She could hardly imagine that the Supreme Sword Technique of the Tang family could not hurt Tiemu at all.

"Ha ha ha ha...."

"You abandoned your son, you still want to hurt my Chu family's holy relics?"
Chapter completed!