Chapter 1651: All the Holy Mountains Are Full of Assorted Soldiers, and the Ground Is Full of Semi-Saints.

Chapter 1655: All the holy mountains are full of miscellaneous soldiers, and the ground is full of half-saints.

"Master Shou has returned!"

Like a plague, these four simple words quickly spread throughout the spiritual worlds of the five regions.

Everyone rushed to the nearest preaching mirror, surrounded the viewing platforms in various places, and caused a violent sensation.

Of course!

To this day, in the month-long battle of the Seven Sword Immortals, even the old spiritual masters who stay at home have heard a little about the list of the new Seven Sword Immortals.

Everyone fought back and forth, and the battle was in full swing.

For so long, no one can shake the position of Master Shou, who has been on the top of the list shortly after the list was opened.

"The First Sword Immortal!"

How heavy are these four words?

Earlier, the "Eighth Sword Immortal" was not on the list, but it was recognized by the East Region, which caused violent turmoil on the continent and rewrote the pattern of the next thirty years.

This session of the Seven Sword Immortals has a direct ranking.

Under such circumstances, there are still people who can defend the top position for so long with three battles.

It can be said that its gold content is as high as 100%, almost without any water!

The most important thing is...

If you get to know "Shou Ye" carefully, you will find that "the first sword fairy" is just one of his titles, not all of them.

Before getting the title of sword fairy, "Shou Ye" had already won the throne of the second-in-command of the dominant dark force, the Holy Slave, as the first among the young generation, against all odds.

The Holy Slave's first seat Ba Zun An is his backer...

The Lei family's Yu Gu Lei Xier is his junior sister...

The fourth son of the Holy Palace, Sang Qiye, is his master...

He fought against the White-clothed Daoist Overlord Gou Wu Yue in the Eight Palaces, killed the Red-clothed Daoist Overlord Rao Yao Yao in the Void Island, tore apart the Holy Emperor Qilin of Bei Huai Guan, contracted the Holy Beast Tan Shen of the Xu Yue Hui Palace, and became the mainstay of the ghost beasts in the Void Island, the "Four God Pillars"...

There are too many, too many!

Compared to these, the "First Sword Immortal" who has been fighting for so long and no one has been able to snatch it is even just a very insignificant title on him.

And all these messy threads can be traced back to the same thread:

Shou Ye, the opposite of the Holy Temple!

The Holy Temple represents justice and represents the will of 99% of the Holy Continent.

From this perspective, it is not an exaggeration to say that Xu Xiaoshou is standing on the opposite side of the world.

"How can a young man in his early twenties have more experience than us old bones?"

The half-saint who has been in seclusion in the Five Realms did not believe that the great era was coming.

After checking the history of Xu Xiaoshou's rise, everyone returned to their youth, with blood surging and ready to move.

Under that series of "abnormal" resumes, the eight masters of "three breaths of innateness, three years of swordsmanship" have become so dim, who wouldn't look forward to it?

The ten masters are very famous!

But it doesn't matter if you haven't witnessed how the last nine evildoers of the Ten Thrones came into being.

This time, the whole continent has opened its eyes, and no one dares to miss this opportunity, and they are all waiting eagerly.

Everyone wants to see whether the domineering Shou Ye will be defeated by the arrows of the Emperor Cangsheng, or continue his undefeated path until he conquers the Holy Mountain and even kills his way to the heavenly ladder?

"Saint slave, Saint slave..."

"Even a half-saint must imprison himself, who is not born a saint slave?"

"If Xu Xiaoshou can tear open a corner of the cage of the Holy Divine Continent, how can he change his fate against the will of heaven?!"

...

"How dare you!"

"You are so arrogant, quickly put down Bei Jianxian and surrender!"

"First, you killed someone with a borrowed knife and played tricks on Old Qiu, then you detained the descendants of the Feng family and preached for you alone... You, Xu, do you really think you are the son of destiny, who can change your fate against the will of heaven and suppress the entire holy mountain by yourself?"

This is completely opposite to the relaxed mentality of many onlookers in front of the preaching mirror outside.

On the holy mountain, once the influence of being isolated from the world passed, after realizing who the Lord Shou was and what he wanted to do, the half-saints sent by foreign aid were so angry that they blew their beards and glared.

Qin Duan, who has gray hair and is only over 300 years old, is a hot-blooded old man who still wants to make achievements. He picked up a red lion-head halberd with a murderous aura, opened his tiger eyes, and pointed at it from a distance:

"Xu Xiaoshou, this saint will count down ten times!"

"Put down the two people in my hands immediately, and give you a chance to fight head-on and die!"

When this "this saint" came out, the soul refiners in front of the Five Domains Mirror burst into a clamor.

What?

Half-saint?

It turned out to be a half-saint strongman!

As we all know, Taixu is the peak of the continent's combat power in most people's minds-this is a realm that can be achieved with actual efforts.

For the concept of "half-saint", ordinary soul refiners don't even know which saint each half-saint family respects.

They only know the names of the Palace Master Dao Qiongcang and the Three Emperors Ai Cangsheng, but they can't even call out the full names of Zhong Yuanzi and Fang Wenxin.

Now, this old senior holding a gun and calling himself "this saint" is something that the world has never heard of. At a glance, even through a preaching mirror, one can feel his energy rushing straight into the bullfight, and his momentum can penetrate the rainbow sky. He is really unstoppable!

And it is such a "saint"...

There is a row of people holding their heads high on the left side of the holy mountain, and another row of people hanging their heads on the right side. It is really eye-opening.

Compared with him, compared with them.

Although the title of "Shou Ye" has "Ye" in it, and his posture of being high in the clouds is indeed free and easy, his aura is as plain as water when seen from a distance.

If you look closely at him, you can see something else...

Feng Zhongzui also understood what everyone was thinking. After hearing what Qin Duan said, he pointed the preaching mirror at Shou Ye.

However, this guy, apart from being handsome, has nothing good at first glance!

"Is it a return to the original state?"

"It seems that Master Shou cannot be measured by the level of spiritual refinement, but in fact he only has the fighting power of a half-saint, right?"

"When he tore the Qilin with his bare hands, I heard that the Qilin seemed to be extremely weak, and his strength was drained by the Four Symbols Secret Realm..."

"Didn't all the half-saints who entered the ruins of the beheading priest die? Even if Xu Xiaoshou survived this time, he must have suffered a lot of injuries, right? He must be pretending!"

"Where did he get the courage to face more than ten saints alone? Isn't this pure blasphemy?"

"You must know that saints cannot be insulted!"

"Well said, Master Qin, kill him!"

...

"Being watched, passive value, +9999."

"Being hated, passive value, +9999."

"Being loved, passive value, +9999."

"..."

The Master Shou, who was the focus of the world's attention and was pointed at by the preaching mirror, was like a deaf person.

Qin Duan had counted to five, but he didn't know what he was still pretending to be. He didn't say a word, but just smiled with his mouth crooked.

His smile was three parts cold, three parts sarcastic, and four parts careless, as if he had practiced it specially.

The contempt that came from the depths of his soul made all the wanted criminals in the Southern Territory Sin Land curse loudly, and they directly switched from the position of the Lord to the position of the Holy Temple temporarily.

Supporting justice is everyone's responsibility.

When Qin Duan's face was as dark as ink, he counted to "one" and was about to explode after accumulating strength.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly snorted, raised his hand slightly, and pointed a move.

Feng Zhongzui was forced to move closer.

The preaching mirror gave a close-up of Xu Xiaoshou's head and side profile, and cast a contemptuous look at him as a half-saint, and passed it equally to the people in front of the preaching mirrors in all the five regions:

"Sir, who are you?"

Qin Duan was holding a red lion-head halberd and was about to rush out. Seeing Feng Zhongzui's preaching mirror cut the screen at the right time, he raised his eyebrows, straightened his body, and shouted in the air with full energy:

"Qin family of Siamese barbarians in the northern region, half-saint, Qin Duan!"

Yes, if this was a private personal battle, Qin Duan would never give Xu Xiaoshou ten breaths of time.

If you can cultivate to half-saint, face is dispensable. He dares to cheat, steal, and assassinate as long as he can succeed.

But not now!

Xu Xiaoshou has the right time.

He sits on Feng Zhongzui and controls the preaching mirror. He is enough to manipulate the public opinion of the continent.

The current battle is destined to be recorded in the history books and praised by the five regions.

He, Qin Duan, can be shameless, but the Qin family of Siam cannot, at least not in front of the world.

What do you want from fighting Xu Xiaoshou?

Of course, it's for fame, profit, and a just cause and integrity!

If you attack while he's talking, even if you have said it before, the preaching mirror will broadcast this scene, and the Qin family will still be an unfair victory, which will be despised by the world.

But if you report all the names and family members of the Holy Temple, if... no, you will definitely win, Qin Duan will be the first meritorious official, and the Qin family will have the merit of following the dragon.

After all kinds of rewards, are you still afraid that the clan will not be able to cultivate the third semi-saint after him, Qin Duan, and Qin Guan?

It's possible that he will directly join the ten-member council!

"Qin... Duan..."

Xu Xiaoshou muttered to himself, and swept his eyes across the audience without paying much attention, and laughed dumbly.

Very funny!

It's really too funny!

He just tried it a little, but he never thought it would be so effective.

Mastering the preaching mirror that can control all the good-looking people in the world, Xu Xiaoshou no longer needs to guide or calculate.

A drunk person in the wind can be equal to 30 million Tianji lions in the Daoqiongcang, and the deterrent power is infinite!

What kind of miscellaneous half-saint Qin Duan is, Xu Xiaoshou is not interested in knowing more, he is interested in the passive value of his Kuku soaring when the other party counts.

And since the main owner is not this person, his eyes quickly skipped that Qin Moumou and cast on Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair.

Without any extra movements, Xu Xiaoshou swept his eyes over the miscellaneous half-saints in the square, and dared to speak like this:

"Ai Gou, is this your trump card?"

...

Wow!

The five domains were boiling directly.

The preaching mirrors in various places were almost shattered by the sound waves.

What did Shouye say? Was he really going to shock people to death? He dared to call Emperor Cangsheng... Ai Gou?

"What a wonderful nickname!"

"I unilaterally declare that from today on, the world's most arrogant person will no longer be that rubbish eight-fingered cripple, but only me, Shou Ye, can enjoy this title!"

"Hahaha, you made me laugh so hard. The dignified ancestor of the Qin family of Siamese was ignored by Shou Ye. Is he really not afraid of the red-braised lion head halberd? That is the artifact of the ancient monument!"

"Look, look, Ai Gou hasn't said anything yet, Qin Duan... uh, Mr. Qin's face is black. He really wants to watch the fight on the spot. How can they not fight?"

Insolent!

So insolent!

Qin Duan's beard was almost blown off by him.

Xu Xiaoshou's naked disregard really made him furious.

A kid in his twenties, not even a fraction of my age, dares to be so disrespectful to this extent. Who gave you the courage?

"Give me the saint, die!"

The red lion head halberd flipped in his palm, and the halberd head shone brightly.

Qin Duan was filled with murderous energy, and red light burst out around him. He bent his knees, lowered his elbows, and glared with his tiger eyes. At that moment, there was a terrifying lion's roar.

"Blood punishment and killing halberd!"

Blood shot into the sky, and half the sky was dyed red with murderous intent.

The red lion-headed halberd came in a flash and pointed directly at Xu Xiaoshou's forehead. It was so powerful and heavy that it would have broken his head with one blow.

"What a fierce momentum!"

Everyone in front of the preaching mirror held their breath.

Everyone wanted to see if the world-famous young man could catch the semi-saint-level old ashes in the first battle.

Lord Shou, look sideways.

He, the number one swordsman, has never used his sword.

He didn't even try to tear Qilin apart.

The picture shown by the missionary mirror was that of the arrogant boy whose nose even touched the halberd. He was still calm and unhurried. He only raised the corners of his lips and spoke like beads:

"Old dog, get out!"

…

Boom!

At this moment, no matter it was the scene of the battle up and down the Holy Mountain, or the people of the five realms in front of the preaching mirror, their hearts sank.

Time seems to be frozen...

Space seems to be a mistake...

No!

Time just stopped!

The space is also fixed!

Feng Zhongzui, who was carrying the preaching mirror, could see the situation clearly than anyone else.

He saw it with his own eyes. At that moment, Master Shou's eyes changed. In the entire Holy Mountain Square, even the drifting osmanthus flowers stopped in mid-air.

Everyone stopped moving and breathing.

Half-Saint Qin Duan's action of holding a halberd and smashing his head was directly in front of Master Shou, but Master Shou sneered without moving, with a cold light flashing in his eyes...

This is the final picture!

Feng Zhongzui just resisted the mirror and slowly circled around the two of them.

The world doesn't move and only I move. This feeling is so wonderful, as if I am the destined protagonist!

After Feng Zhongzui slowly spun around in a circle, he quickly woke up with a shock - he was pulled in by the space sphere again, and was forced to give Master Shou a close-up of his eyes...

…

"Boom!"

The strange and dazzling road map of meaning flashed away.

The bright silver sword thought suddenly burst out from the bottom of Master Shou's eyes.

In an instant, a heavy momentum, like a giant pressing down on his head, blasted out from his eyes and spread in all directions.

The terrifying aura cut off the freeze of time and space, drove him back drunk in the wind, forced the preaching mirror to pull a panoramic lens, and included Qin Duan in the mirror...

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

"Tsk!"

After the protective spiritual weapon exploded, another crisp sound was heard, and Qin Duan's clothes were directly torn into strips.

There was no time for fear to appear in the old man's eyes.

The skin of the hand holding the halberd had criss-crossing cracks, and blood suddenly burst out.

Immediately, his naked body was dented by the infinite aura contained in this glance, which hit his chest as hard as a heavy hammer and shot to the back.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The scene of elderly nudity, which is not suitable for children, only lasted for a blink of an eye in the Five Realms Missionary Mirror, but it tainted the hearts of the audience.

Qin Duan, whose body was covered with broken bones, could not even scream in agony or repent. He had blasted through the Holy Temple from the front mountain square, blasted through the back mountain cave sky, and hit the guard of the Guizhe Holy Mountain with a bang. Above the mountain spirit formation.

"my God……"

It was so fast that Feng Zhongzui had no time to let out a complete exclamation.

Suddenly, the space sphere that trapped him rose again, pulling him to fly high again.

After spinning for two weeks, he stopped and what he saw on the mission mirror was a bird's-eye view of Guizhe Holy Mountain...

The world is quiet again.

This time, what appeared in the mirror were tens of thousands of spiritual masters on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain who were standing in the spiritual array points to watch the battle. They were so carried away that they did not know that the disaster was coming.

"Isn't it?"

Druid's pupils dilated in the wind as he watched the mountain-protecting spiritual array transform from invisible to tangible, and then slowly surge out into waves, and then the waves converged, like a tsunami twisting and changing.

He just let out an incredible murmur, and the next breath...

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The mountain-protecting formation was directly blasted through by the remaining energy of this glance.

From the mountainside to the foot of Guizhe Holy Mountain, there is blood and lightning all the way, and countless people are blown away by the backlash of the spiritual array, which vividly explains what it means to "turn a person upside down"!

…

"Wow!"

Everyone in front of the preaching mirror jumped back, and the power and power contained in this eye shocked their hearts from a distance.

In contrast, the roar of the explosion on the Holy Mountain pushed a huge mushroom cloud into the sky, and what remained was the dead silence of the mountain.

"Gulu~"

Feng Zhongzui swallowed hard.

He finally understood completely that he was just a two-legged human-shaped stand holding the preaching mirror.

From shooting techniques, to geometric storyboards, to tight rhythm, to panoramic and detailed switching... Mr. Meng has his own ideas, and there is no need for outsiders to intervene!

So, what role can I play?

I am worthless, am I just a chess piece that can be discarded by Master Shou?

After feeling the deathly silence in the entire place and catching a glimpse of Master Shou's careless face, Feng Zhongzui quickly understood.

I can also play a role in providing emotional value!

Feng Zhongzui took back the preaching mirror, pointed it at himself, and roared with a ferocious expression:

"Jian Nian!"

"The secret of the great road of meaning!"

"This is the perfect combination of ancient swordsmanship and Shen Shen Nian. It is the new oppressive She Shen Nian that Cao Erzhu said. It is another brand-new cultivation path that Master Shou is practicing!"

"This is history, a milestone, and will surely be another feat across the ages!"

"What happened just now? Didn't you see clearly? It doesn't matter! Let's take a look at the replay..."

Feng Zhongzui really wants to watch the replay.

He held the mirror and gave the details directly.

After confirming that it was really a combination of sword thoughts and the secrets of soul refining, he slapped his forehead with one hand and shouted in disbelief:

"How exquisite this is!"

"With one glance, Master Shou shattered Qin Lao's clothes, severely injured him, and blasted him out of the battlefield. At the same time, the remaining force broke the Holy Mountain formation, and directly gave the Holy Temple a warning?"

"He is lawless, invincible without a saint!"

"The Holy Slave is like this, the First Floor in the Sky is like this, Master Shou is so strong, this Ai... No! Emperor Cangsheng, how should we deal with it?"

That being said, Feng Zhongzui knew what position he was standing on now, who he should speak to, act, and make a name for.

He understood the ancient sword cultivation too well!

He knew that if he didn't pretend after the fight, it was almost the same as not fighting.

He was carrying the preaching mirror and was about to rush in front of Master Shou, giving him time to say a word...

Swish!

Feng Zhongzui was directly pulled behind Master Shou by the space sphere.

He immediately knew that he had crossed the line. His preaching talent had no chance to be used in front of Shouye.

He could only barely take a picture of Shouye's back, which was not good enough... Feng Zhongzui adjusted his position and included the small Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair in the camera, trying to observe his micro-expressions.

Nothing has been seen yet.

The texture suddenly changed!

The world suddenly dimmed, a silver moon appeared in the sky, and a lonely building rose in the void. I don't know when Shouye turned into a black-clothed man, standing coldly on the top of the lonely building, with the hem of his black clothes fluttering in the wind.

He put his hands behind his back, looking down at the whole scene from a high place, with an unfathomable posture of the first sword immortal that Beibei had most desired to reach but had never succeeded even once, shaking his head and sighing:

"Ai Gou, if that's all, I'm very disappointed in you."