Chapter 1501: I was a friend of the Xu palace and later of the Feng family.

Snap.

Beibei suddenly opened his eyes, and his small body twitched twice like a half-dead salted fish in the pot.

Completely blown away...

When the flashback was over, Xiao Beibei closed his eyes and fainted completely.

Ding!

The dim and discolored Imperial Sword flew down in a spin and was nailed to the side of her head.

It not only covered up the damaged appearance, but also maintained the last dignity of a generation of swordsmen.

The reflective sword reflected Feng Zhongzui, who was holding a preaching mirror. When Feng Zhongzui could see his own eyes, there was no doubt anymore.

He moved the mirror, pointed it at Master Shou, and shouted with all his strength:

"Won!"

"Master Shou wins!"

Feng Tingchen came out at the right time and stood proudly in front of the preaching mirror with his hands behind his back. He turned slightly to one side, showing a pretty profile and half a crane sword around his waist. Tingchen preached calmly:

"In the first battle of the Seven Swordsmen Ranking, Xu Xiaoshou wins!"

brush.

After saying that, he disappeared.

Master Shou reappeared in the preaching mirror.

He, who has red lips and white teeth, a shiny face, and spotless black clothes, is completely two extremes compared to Bei Bei, who is lying on the ground in tatters, with his white robe stained with dirt, and his clothes in rags.

It was as if after this fight, there was no consumption at all for Master Shou, and it was as natural as eating and drinking.

but……

What a solution!

There are also heavenly interpretations of the images of gods and Buddhas!

These are the things that consume the most mind and will of Ancient Sword Cultivator.

Beibei was lying on the ground at the moment. The main reason was of course that her image of Emperor Sword Tianjie was violently dismantled by the image of Extreme Titan.

But part of the reason was that she was overdrafted.

On the other hand, Master Shou...

It's okay!

He is worthy of being a student of Meisi people!

Feng Zhongzui knew the effect very well. He grabbed the preaching mirror and rushed towards him, slapped his face and said excitedly:

"Master Shou, my name is Feng Zhongzui. I have heard of your name in the Southern Territory a long time ago."

"Xiao Wanfeng is my friend. He mentioned you to me several times and said that you are very powerful... By the way, he should be watching you in the Southern Territory now." He first approached you in a conciliatory manner.

Xiao Wanfeng?

Xu Xiaoshou was slightly surprised.

This was the first time he heard news about this young man since Void Island. Unexpectedly, he went to the Southern Region and communicated with the Feng family.

But think about it...

That guy is also a swordsman and travels all over the world.

This time the new list of Seven Swordsmen is released, and they will definitely go to the Southern Region to join in the fun.

After all, in the usual understanding, the main battlefield of the Seven Swordsmen Battle will only be in the Southern Territory - wasn't the Tears of Two Lines also coming from the Southern Territory before?

"Master Shou, everyone is looking at you, can you say something?" Feng Zhongzui raised the small mirror in his hand expectantly.

The camera shot directly in front of my face...

This feeling is a bit magical and a bit familiar, a "live broadcast" for the whole world? Xu Xiaoshou put on a harmless smile, waved and said:

"Hello everyone, I am Xu Xiaoshou~"

As soon as the waving movement stopped, the monk's smile froze.

Everyone in front of the preaching mirror froze, thinking it was an auditory hallucination.

The wind so close at hand made my skin crawl even more.

……Meow?

Gu Jianxiu never doubted himself.

Feng Zhongzui looked at "Master Shou" suspiciously, and with a stiff smile on his lips, he chuckled and said:

"Master Shou, how cute is he?"

Sensing the murderous aura around him, Feng Zhongzui changed the subject in time and spoke very quickly:

"The first battle between the Seven Sword Immortals attracted worldwide attention. Mr. Shou took the lead in defeating the Northern Sword Immortal and won for a while. I wonder how you feel now?"

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath and warned the greedy god fiercely in his mind that he had been quiet for a while and then ran out to act like a monster again in front of the world.

"hehe."

He then put on his smile again, continued waving his hands, and said to the mirror:

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it. I'm just a little lucky, and I beat Beibei Yichimeiao by luck..."

His words faltered, his hand stopped again, and his face became slightly frozen.

"Ah haha." Feng Zhong smiled drunkenly, his eyes wandering, thinking that "meow" was Master Shou's habitual modal word, he also said:

"Master Shou is too humble, meow. Excessive modesty is hypocrisy. Can you please tell the truth, meow?"

I'll give you a thumbs up!

Xu Xiaoshou really wanted to cut off this guy's head with a sword, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he warned Greedy God fiercely...

"Are you serious?" He looked back and pointed at Beibei, "Nothing."

good!

Feng Zhongzui’s eyes lit up.

Not only him, but the spectators from all over the five regions held their breath at this moment, feeling that there was content.

Who wants to hear nonsense?

What everyone wants to hear is these exciting things!

Soon, Feng Zhongzui, who was not too worried about the excitement, glanced at the old owner and interviewed again:

"The Seven Swordsmen have a ranking this year. As the last seat of the Seven Swordsmen, Master Shou has won the Northern Swordsman, who is ranked higher."

"May I ask, what do you want Master Shou to say to the Feng Family of the Southern Region who has formulated the new list of Seven Sword Immortals?"

When Feng Tingchen heard this, anger came out of his heart, and he almost pulled out his crane sword and chopped Feng Zhongzui into pieces.

Are you sick!

Are you not from the Feng family?

Even Xu Xiaoshou was startled. Is your surname really Feng?

"Meow!" Before he could say anything, Greedy God finished participating in a big battle in his body and shouted again excitedly.

Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly spoke out, trying to suppress the cat moan coming from his throat:

"I still agree with the Feng family's ranking. After all, I did use external force in Yunlun Yijian at that time..."

Feng Zhongzui winked, tilted his lips, and said with a crooked smile: "Master Shou, don't you mind telling the truth?"

Meow you!

Xu Xiaoshou was furious, turned around and glared at Feng Tingchen, shouting:

"On your new list of Seven Sword Immortals? Do you have any insight?"

"With my strength, if you ask me to be the goalkeeper of the Seven Swordsmen, do you want no one to be able to enter the Seven Swordsmen this time?"

Feng Tingchen was really sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky. He was dumbfounded by the scolding, and subconsciously moved closer to Mr. Siren, "It's not Feng's row, it's Jianta row..."

"Then let your Feng family keep their eyes peeled for that bullshit Wind Sword Tower before ranking!" Xu Xiaoshou scolded the greedy god and also scolded the Feng family. He had been unhappy for a long time. Who likes to be ranked seventh?

Feng Zhongzui carefully explained: "The sword tower is a tower, not a person, it has no eyes..."

"If he doesn't have eyes, give him a pair!"

Wow, oh wow, Master Shou is indeed just as Xiao Wanfeng said, he is a wonderful man... Feng Zhongzui glanced at the old family master again, and was just about to continue to support the fire, when suddenly a chill ran down his spine, and he felt a murderous aura.

He didn't dare to mess around anymore, so he quickly changed the topic and cut the interview to the main topic:

"Master Shou, I have a question for you on behalf of the ancient sword cultivator from the Five Realms."
To be continued...