no way……

Seven Swordsmen, this title is too big!

Rao Yaoyao, Hua Changdeng, Gou Wuyue... which one is not the best among men?

Even the Eight Masters, who were not one of the Seven Sword Immortals, became famous among the people of the Central Region because of their reputation as the "Eighth Sword Immortals".

"Mr. Zhou, your news is really reliable. Is the Seven Swordsmen really re-ranked?"

"Of course Wuxu! You don't even think about it. On Void Island, Mr. Jiren was canonized, Fairy Rao was canonized... They have all become saints. How many immortals are left among the Seven Sword Immortals? Is this not allowed to be changed?"

"Wuyue Sword Immortal, there is also the missing Yu Tu, Hua Sword Immortal..."

"Tsk, tsk, brother, your information is too outdated. I heard that almost all of the Seven Sword Immortals have been canonized, and Fairy Rao is the latest one."

"Ah, Moonless Sword Immortal..."

"Haha, the secret must not be leaked. I don't want to bring trouble to the clan. Anyway, a new era has arrived...Guess who are the new Seven Sword Immortals?"

Everyone who sells this product has itchy teeth.

Now everyone just wants to see the list in Master Zhou's hand as soon as possible. They are all impatient, but they can only bear it.

"I once heard that above Yunlun in the Eastern Region, the Holy Slave was killed by my sword to kill monsters and monsters. He must have a place in the new Seven Sword Immortals!"

"Shit! Xu Xiaoshou is nothing! Haven't you heard that he borrowed external power? Everyone has seen it. If they really want to kill him, he can't even block my sword! I am also a sword cultivator!"

"I guess Senior Brother Shenyue Xiancheng, the leader of the new generation of ancient sword cultivators in the Eastern Region, this one is right..."

"Shit! Are you talking about that Xiao Kongtong? Shenyue Immortal City is in dire straits right now, and I don't know when it will be gone. It's good that Xiao Kongtong can survive tomorrow, but can he become the Seven Swordsman?

"

"The three brothers of the Gu family who are buried in the Sword Tomb must take three seats..."

"Hahaha, the three brothers of the Gu family? Is it Gu Qingyi who has always held a famous sword and has no achievements, all because of his bragging? Give me that sword and I can do it!"

"Hey, have you heard about the new leader of the foreign department? He seems to be an ancient sword cultivator..."

"Xi? You're just a person who is engaged in intelligence work and people spread the news. Do you still take it seriously?"

"Brother, you are too crazy! I advise you to restrain yourself. There seems to be a brother who was buried in the Sword Tomb here..."

"who?"

"I!"

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't stand it anymore.

He just wanted to hear a list of the Seven Sword Immortals. Who is this? This is the dog barking here!

"Who are you?" The arrogant man wore a sword robe and carried a black sword on his back. He looked sideways and looked full of arrogance.

Grandmaster...Xu Xiaoshou's eyesight went dark, he was too lazy to speak, and threw away the paper fan.

"Is this Xu Gusheng?"

The man in white clothes and black sword read in a low voice and laughed loudly: "Where did this young boy come from, Xu Gusheng, I have never heard of it!"

Mr. Zhou held the list in his hand and took a step back.

Everyone on the side moved in the same way, and each of them stopped talking. They all made space and showed expressions of watching the show.

On the contrary, some of the beauties at the sick young master's table just now frowned slightly, as if they wanted to step forward, but were held back by the sisters next to them.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't notice, he shook his paper fan and said with a smile but not a smile: "Then, may I ask your surname?"

"Feng! Xiao!"

The man in white clothes and black sword proudly raised his chest, and his whole sword spirit erupted with anger, causing the tables and chairs of Yougui Pavilion to tremble wildly in shock.

The surrounding area became quiet for a moment.

"Throne of Swordsmanship..."

The master's spiritual energy fluctuated, and no one present paid attention to it.

But when the throne sword intention came out, it meant that this person was also an ancient sword cultivator.

To be able to achieve such an achievement at the age of about thirty is an extraordinary talent. Feng Xiao really has crazy capital.

Xu Xiaoshou also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

what's the situation……

I thought it was a joke, but it turned out there were really two brushes?

The Throne of Swordsmanship, I didn't realize it just now, this guy is using the Hidden Sword Technique, how can he hide it in a decent way?

"Feng Xiao?" Xu Xiaoshou shook his fan and looked this man up and down, as if he was getting to know him again, "I remember you."

"Ha!" Feng Xiao sneered. He didn't even look at the sick young man in front of him, but looked around, "The bullshit new Seven Swordsmen are not even rated by me. I will pick them one by one in the future, and I will be shocked. His Feng family’s dog eyes!”

So brave!

These words, combined with the sword intention of the throne, calmed everyone around him.

Indeed, the Swordsman Throne is qualified to challenge the title of Seven Swordsmen. Could it be that Feng Xiao is hiding something else?

Xu Xiaoshou smiled.

He recognized this man's strength in swordsmanship.

But it doesn't mean that you can see the slightest trace of the Seven Swordsmen from the guy in front of you.

He looked left and right, horizontally and vertically, and finally discovered where Feng Xiao's strange roots lay.

This clearly smells of deformed imitation everywhere... Xu Xiao held a paper fan against his chin and said thoughtfully: "Are you imitating the Eight Masters?"

"Uh." Feng Xiao's anger froze and he turned his head, as if someone had stuck him in his throat.

"Pfft..." Xu Xiaoshou laughed suddenly. After realizing that this was a bit rude, he covered his face with a paper fan, "Sorry..."

I can’t hold it in any longer!

Ba Zun is crazy, but he is not crazy like this!

Is this guy here to embarrass you?

Does he know the Eight Masters? No, I should say, has he studied the Eight Masters?

What Xu Xiaoshou didn't expect was that his ruthless laughter would anger someone who was serious.

"Keng!"

Feng Xiao held the sword on his back and slowly pulled it out at an extremely slow speed: "Mr. Xu, what are you laughing at?"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly restrained his expression.

He was so relaxed and relaxed that it was as if his smile just now was fake.

After putting down the paper fan, he looked away from the fourth-grade spiritual sword and said indifferently:

"I laughed at you for being serious."

"You are laughing at an ancient sword cultivator!" Feng Xiao's eyes widened angrily. When the tip of the sword tilted, a black line was torn open in the space, so sharp!

This fourth-grade spiritual sword was used against the sick young master.

When the situation was tense, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood something.

Why did the Eight Masters know that famous saying...

Why does he never show mercy when facing challengers and kills them all...

"I advise you to put down your sword."

"Hahaha, what if I don't let you go?"

"Fuck him."

As soon as the words fell, the wind arose in the void.

The onlookers didn't even see who made the move, and the black sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Feng Xiao's chest dented, and he smashed through the private room on the second floor of Yougui Pavilion, broke the skylight, and flew out.

"boom!"

But in an instant, he felt like he was being punched from outside, and he was hammered back into Yougui Pavilion, where he was hit hard at the feet of the sick young master.

Open your mouth and make a popping sound.

The pig-headed lady is hard to distinguish, the ground is covered with blood and teeth.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

The Throne of Kendo is lying down now?

This sick young man hasn't even taken action yet. His bodyguard has taken action? Invisible man?

"Twilight……"
To be continued...