The spiritual refiner in Yujing City saw a ray of light in despair.
But when they saw that the dawn was a little girl, their eyes dimmed again.
"What? Why didn't the half-saint go out to fight and instead asked a little girl to come up?"
"Has the master of Xuanji Palace been brutally killed? Did he send out troops and generals to do this?"
Naturally, some people quickly recognized Beibei’s identity:
"Brother, that's the Seven Swords Fairy, the Taoist Master in white. Her name is Beibei!"
"Beibei? Sword Immortal? Then let me ask you, is Xu Xiaoshou a Sword Immortal?"
"Uh, yes..."
"Xu Xiaoshou is also a spiritual refiner, mastering the mysteries of life, Beibei? Sword Immortal?"
"Well……"
"Xu Xiaoshou is also a Tianji Warlock. He can control the Xuanji Formation and instantly kill the master of the Xuanji Palace. Beibei? Sword Immortal?"
"..."
"Xu Xiaoshou is still..."
"That's enough, how can you increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige!"
"Brother, you can't deceive yourself or others and be blindly arrogant. He is Xu Xiaoshou, Master Shou!"
"...That's true."
The dawn of Jade Capital City was not ushered in after all.
Everyone seemed to know the outcome in advance. The majestic Northern Sword Immortal was like a small soldier who was brought up before the battle and used as cannon fodder!
Such a desperate situation can be seen clearly when one is high in the sky.
Although Beibei has a good nature, he is also feeling resentful at the mournful atmosphere in Yujing City.
Failure is not terrible.
The Taoist Palace Master also admitted that he was defeated in the battle on Void Island!
But after working hard, he was still able to lay out the secret realm of the Four Symbols, cleverly borrowed the power of the Holy Emperor, and drove the pigs into the pen step by step, and finally almost caught the arrogant Xu Xiaoshou on Qingyuan Mountain.
If it weren't for Xuan...
Oh, forget it.
Just don’t mention it.
What's terrible is that my spirit has been shattered!
Isn't the current situation in Yujing City a sign that everyone cannot see the future and that all their hearts have been defeated by Xu Xiaoshou's sword?
United as one!
What's the matter with being so decadent?
Beibei held the Emperor's Sword obliquely, his clothes fluttering, and he stared at Xu Xiaoshou. His momentum was building up little by little, and finally he opened his red lips:
"I am..."
"You are the Taoist Lord in White and the Immortal of the Seven Swords. Why are you not qualified to challenge me?" Xu Xiaoshou interrupted with a flick of his sleeves and spoke for the other party.
Ah! Damn it...
Beibei's momentum faltered. It was already uncomfortable enough to be robbed of his words. But when his lips moved again, he heard that Xu Xiaoshou said again:
"Listen! You even used the word 'qualification' in front of me."
"It doesn't matter whether we fight or not. From this beginning, you have placed your position below mine. How can you defeat me?"
Bei Bei nearly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and scolded: "You are talking to yourself! What you mean by 'qualification' or not is all your own words. I never said it!"
"Okay, let's ignore the 'qualifications' first and discuss other things..." Xu Xiaoshou looked at the Emperor Sword in the distance, grabbed his hand in the void, took four swords, and said loudly:
"You have the Emperor Sword, and I have the Ferocious Sword. They are both the five great artifacts of Chaos."
"You are the Seven Swords Immortal, and I am also the Seven Swords Immortal. Well, let's just say your ranking is still ahead of mine."
"But apart from these, you have the breeze on your sleeves and a barren body. To me, the fierce sword and the swordsman are all extra names..."
After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou's pupils stood up, and his voice was like thunder, and he shouted:
"My personality is above yours!"
"What are you going to do to win me over? Are you going to use your passion and self-impression?"
Beibei gasped and two streams of air came out of his nostrils, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he just opened his mouth...
Xu Xiaoshou interrupted in a cold voice at the right time: "Even if I give you a hand, you can't beat me."
"Xu Xiaoshou!" Beibei shouted with his eyes closed, his little face wrinkled.
"exist."
“Can you let someone say a word?!”
"Okay, you say."
There was sudden silence everywhere.
Everyone's eyes fell on the furious Beibei, including those in Yujing City...it could be said that everyone was paying attention.
Eh?
Beibei's brain suddenly short-circuited.
explain?
Yeah, say something?
What did I just want to say?
——The words that were prepared to set off the appearance, show off the power of the sword, and reverse the decline of Yujing City, were all forgotten after this interruption!
After one breath, two breaths, three breaths...
Beibei finally remembered something, but Xu Xiaoshou couldn't wait any longer and frowned:
"I asked you to talk, but why didn't you say it again? Is it because you are born not to talk?"
"That being the case, why are you so brazen and asking me to give you time to speak?"
"I thought you had such eloquent opinions that you would never stop talking without surprising me, or that you were going to be like that Eighth Sword Immortal and recite a song before going into battle..."
"Ah, shut up!" Beibei almost spit out a mouthful of blood, swung his sword and interrupted the spell.
She didn't dare to delay any longer, so she chose to get straight to the point and took out the bronze letter of challenge from her arms.
"I came here this time because..."
"That's right!" High in the air, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly slapped his thigh, completely ignoring the other party's intentions, turned to look at Mr. Siren and said:
"Beibei, you are a junior."
"Mr. Siren is right here. You haven't even performed the birthday ceremony yet, and yet you come up here and embarrass yourself. How dare you ignore me?"
"Oh, now that you've become the new Seven Swordsmen, you won't pay attention to any of the old Seven Swordsmen, right? You're such a bad boy!"
Beibei grabbed the letter of challenge, his pupils suddenly lost focus, and he couldn't say anything for a long time, as if his language function was disordered.
Her mood at the moment was like that of a cow eating grass and eating the toughest part of the root. Just as she was about to tear it off and swallow it, she found that it was covered in another piece of dog shit!
I couldn't move my mouth when I thought about it, so I wanted to turn around and leave. But I also felt that I had already eaten half of it, so I couldn't bear to taste it for a long time, so I was quite unwilling to leave just like that.
But that stinky shit is stuck in front of your mouth, and you're in a dilemma, which can make you go crazy with manic depression!
"ah--"
Beibei really wanted to shout in front of everyone and vent his panicked emotions.
no!
She is the ruler in white clothes, so she needs to be careful.
If Xu Xiaoshou was given a few words to push her to an emotional breakdown, even her predecessor, Wuyue Sword Immortal, would be disgraced if word spread!
To be continued...