When Li Zhennan thought of all kinds of scenes, he was already trembling with excitement. His eyes when he looked at the saint became more and more enthusiastic. He quickly said with sincerity and no respect: "Don't worry, Saint, although we are not talented, we must contribute to the sword hall we respect together. If there is such news, I, Li Zhennan, will definitely inform Saint as soon as possible!"
"That's great..." The saint said calmly, but Li Zhennan and others felt that they had been recognized by the saint, and they were excited about it.
Of course, all this was in the eyes of the saint, but she didn't care at all. Anyone was lighter than a feather in front of the three sword priests she could worship in the future, like a speck of dust floating by, and could never have any flashes in his life.
But... she paused and said, "Since I have received the news from that woman, I cannot let it go. Now all of you follow me and go and kill her! Then seize the sword finger!"
The saint said it lightly, but Li Zhennan and his men became even more excited. No matter whether they could find clues about the apostle, as long as they help the saint kill that saint, they would have made great contributions. At that time, as long as the saint raises their hand, their status will be greatly improved immediately?
Many of the already down-and-out subordinates were blushing at this moment, as if they had already foreseen their glorious future.
Seeing the saint turn and leave, Li Zhennan asked Hei Shou's men and immediately stepped forward, bent down slightly and pointed to the direction.
Many swordsmen followed one by one, while the black and thin swordsmen kept commanding the psychic birds to bring the latest news back. He only hoped to get more information now, so that his role would be more important and might be favored by the saint.
Everyone had different ideas, but they walked away excitedly. No matter what, this opportunity was not something that anyone could encounter.
However, when the group gradually drifted away and could only see a small back in this desolate place, a slender note fell down with the wind. In the breeze, a few grains of sand quickly pressed down on its edges, making people directly ignore its existence.
At this time, a pair of adventure boots made of high-quality buffalo leather stepped on the note, looked at the back in the distance with a proud look, and then stretched out a white hand to pick it up.
Just after a glance, the man's cold eyes immediately flashed with a strange light, and the coldness and arrogance all over his body broke out for a moment. He couldn't help but say, "What? The Saint Maiden's fingers of the sword madman? The apostle and the fifth sword among the Supreme Seven Swords defected together?"
"What? Two Saints? Another one disappeared a year ago? There is also a powerful sword treasure like the finger of the sword madman? Oh my god! How many good things are these!"
"The Apostle and the Sword Lord defected? No? Are they both the innermost and uppermost existences of the Sword Hall?"
"That's right, their current status is something we can't even touch the edges in our lives, so why did we defect? Could it be that we stole some peerless treasures, right?"
"I think it is possible that the things that can make them defect must be huge enough for us to imagine. Maybe it will be a peerless sword treasure!"
As soon as Li Zhennan and others left, a team of people appeared here at the right time. For a moment, more than thirty sword students were shocked by the information they read on the note, and various speculations also emerged one after another.
A slightly mature Jiansheng was surprised and quickly walked to the boss and said in admiration: "The boss is amazing. I am afraid that all Jianshengs who came to participate in the trial would not imagine it. When the boss came in, he dispersed more than a dozen trusted subordinates, made them dress up in a down-and-out manner, joined those teams, and waited for an opportunity to seek valuable information. It seems that this time, the boss is still the biggest winner!"
"Yes, the boss is the boss, and the far-sightedness is not something we can imagine."
Many subordinates wanted to say something, but when they saw the boss wave his hand and slowly turned around, the man's cold and arrogant face showed, which was Cheng Zifeng, the sword slave who had been following Leng Jian!
His breath was as light as the breeze. Although the defection of the Apostle and the Supreme Fifth Sword was the biggest event in the Sword Hall in history, it would definitely be a shocking event that would cause storms in the world, no matter how big the matter is, as long as it is in this trial place, it will be in his own control.
Cheng Zifeng glanced at his subordinates with a cold and arrogant look and said calmly: "You must always remember that no matter where you are, you should not ignore the most inconspicuous little people, because everyone will have their own uses. If a little person wants to do something, his success rate will be greatly increased by those who are concerned."
The mature subordinate was shocked after hearing this. The boss said nothing wrong. Many people are used to paying attention to the strong, believing that only these people are the biggest opponents, and often ignore the existence of small people. However, the boss uses these small people to constantly obtain the most valuable information. Now we have obtained a sword at the great sword master level, and there are countless swords of sword masters and ghost swordsmen at the great sword master level.
This time, there is no problem with my team ranking in the top three. If I get some information and suppress Qing Yuanzhou's recognized first genius, my team is likely to win the first place.
Thinking of this, this Jiansheng admired even more. Besides, he has been with Cheng Zifeng for more than a year or two. He has also heard of the boss's history of making a fortune. He transformed from a sword slave who was despised by others into a disciple of the sword saint sword. It can be said that countless people admire him. The endurance of humiliation can be written into the local history of the legend. As the boss's status improves, these stories will definitely be widely circulated in the sword energy continent in the future!
Cheng Zifeng smiled and looked at the note in his hand. He urged the sword energy to turn it into a pile of debris. Then he raised his hand and the information drifted without a trace with the sound of the wind.
Seeing the paper scraps dispersed in the wind, my subordinates admired them endlessly. Only by following such a boss can they learn more. These are things that they cannot learn from those Jiansheng who claim to be genius. Moreover, the boss’s history of making a fortune is a true role model for others.
Zha!
Just as many sword students were thinking about how to learn the knowledge of the boss, they suddenly found a sword light flashing with the sound of the sword being sheathed, and the straight sword tip was nailed straight into a sword student's chest.
"What's going on?" Everyone was shocked and all of them were surprised. However, the one who was surprised was Jiansheng who was in the sword. He stared at the direction where the sword was flying, but it was the boss he was admiring, Cheng Zifeng.
"Boss?" The men were completely stunned, "This...what is going on, Boss?"
"Yes, boss, this... we don't understand at all." A Jiansheng looked at Cheng Zifeng with a shocked face, then he grabbed the boss's sword behind him, pulled it out under Jiansheng's dying eyes, then wiped it on him, and sent it to the boss's hand, respectfully saying: "Please explain it to us!"
Cheng Zifeng took back his sword, raised his hand and pointed at Jian Sheng, who was covering the wound of his heart with both hands, and said, "This person is a small person. He is inconspicuous. Sometimes even I will ignore him, so I can't be sure if he is Jixi sent by another team. In order for us to successfully complete the trial, killing him is the safest."
"So that's how it is." All of the subordinates were relieved. Of course, there were still another wave of flattery. In the midst of joy, the Jiansheng, who was in the sword, died silently in the sound of flattery, just like he was originally in the team, but still failed to attract anyone's attention.
However, at this moment, many Jiansheng had already secretly reminded him that although he was arrogant, he was too smart. He always prepared for things in advance and mastered everything just right. It seems that he should pay more attention in the future!
However, the sword students are more excited. After all, they are still alive, and with such a boss, it is difficult to not be able to achieve fame and fortune!
"Boss, we need people now, we need strength and strength, and the intelligence information is even more in the hands of the boss. As the saying goes, everything is ready, just wait for the boss to speak!" A Jiansheng next to him said excitedly.
"Yes, now with the boss's words, we can immediately catch up, intercept the saint halfway, and then we will snatch the sword finger back directly."
"No!" Cheng Zifeng raised his hand and stopped his subordinates' suggestions. He looked at several subordinates and said calmly: "You guys are good at speed. Now set off immediately, bypass the team of saints in front, grab them in their heads, and find the team of Leng Jian and the others. You must remember one thing. No matter whoever finds them first, you must tell me, saying that someone is coming to snipe you, so that they can be prepared, go."
The men who were named were stunned, but now it was not the time to delay time. With questions, the few people had to leave behind a scattered dust and ran forward.
"Boss, why is this?" The mature Jiansheng looked full of question marks: "If we don't inform Leng Jian and the others, we will definitely reduce many opponents by then, and we can almost enjoy the fruits!"
"Yes, boss, I think this is a thankless thing!" Jian Sheng next to him also looked at Cheng Zifeng's actions, and suddenly he was confused. (To be continued.)