Xu Xiaoshou shook his head and sighed, not blaming him harshly. He turned to look at Fu Xing. When the guy was about to refuse, he stretched out two fingers and tapped in the void again.

"Think about it carefully."

Fu Xing: "..."

Xu Xiaoshou!

I think you are taking revenge on me!

Looking at this guy's sword finger, Fu Xing suddenly wanted to die.

"Well said, the heroes of Tiansang County need to stand up, and sword cultivators must not be so weak!"

Fu Xing suddenly became energetic and said with enthusiasm: Everyone, challenge Xu Xiaoshou, as long as you can win, you can get ten places!"

Everyone present was immediately shocked.

"this……"

"Damn it, Fu Xing really got his brain kicked by a donkey? How can you agree to this?"

"Ten spots!"

"Who can do this better than Xu Xiaoshou?"

Even Vigil looked at Fu Xing with some surprise, and his focus was different from others.

What he cares about is that under the eyes of everyone, especially the elderly people present, it is obvious that as a young man, it is impossible for Fu Xing to agree to such conditions!

But the result was exactly the opposite. Fu Bank actually challenged the rules?

"Good boy..."

"This guy is also a promising person!" Vigilance immediately looked a little higher.

…

"Can't!"

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Originally, there were not many places in the White Grotto, and Kendo could only give out twenty places.

If Xu Xiaoshou were to kill half of them, what else would he do to the next guy?

"Xu Xiaoshou, why can you get ten places? I don't accept it."

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at him immediately.

"Everyone is not convinced!"

The man immediately added.

"Clothes?"

Xu Xiaoshou never used force to suppress others, he always convinced them with reason.

"You seem to have heard wrongly. What Fu Xing said is that whoever can beat Xu Xiaoshou will get ten places."

"I am just like you, I also want to beat him, but I still need to win ten games in a row."

"This is a fair competition, why don't you accept it?"

He paused and continued:

"Besides, if you don't accept it, it's better not to accept it!"

"If you don't accept it, won't you achieve the purpose of me, Xu Xiaoshou, in trying to encourage the rise of sword cultivators in Tiansang County?"

"Kendo requires this spirit of disobedience, don't you think so?"

In the last sentence, Xu Xiaoshou was not asking anyone else, but took out a black sword from his arms.

This is a ninth-level spiritual sword with a simple black scabbard.

As if he hadn't smelled the air outside Yuan Mansion for a long time, he moaned with excitement as soon as "Zangku" came out.

A loud sword cry directly overwhelmed all the chatter present.

The sword cultivators here are all amazed.

"This is……"

"Ninth-grade spiritual sword?"

"But how can a ninth-grade spiritual sword have such a clear spirituality? This is simply worse than..."

Many swordsmen turned their gazes sideways at the same time, falling on the Three Musketeers at the wine table not far away.

This kind of spirituality is completely beyond the scope of ordinary spiritual swords, and it is almost comparable to famous swords!

Swordless Master Gu Qingsan was also shocked.

He was stunned for a moment, with enthusiasm in his eyes.

"What a sword!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, your sword... is a good sword!"

"First senior brother, second senior brother, this sword has the qualities to become a famous sword!"

Looking back this time, Gu Qingsan's words no longer contained the usual questioning, but were full of affirmation.

Gu Qing'er was also shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's sword.

Such a humble person can actually have such spirituality.

One can imagine how much thought the guy in front of him put into raising his sword!

"I have the same opinion as my junior brother. This sword must be extraordinary. If you can master the art of Yunjian..."

"Um?"

"wrong!"

"How come there are still people in the outside world who know how to raise swords?"

Anyone who is a swordsman knows the legend of famous swords.

Naturally, we also know that many famous swords also followed the legendary figures of the past, grew up step by step, and were finally cultivated.

But the method of raising a sword, apart from the common understanding of keeping it company day and night, there are basically no shortcuts in the outside world.

And if it was a regular companionship, Xu Xiaoshou would definitely not be able to develop such a spiritual sword at his age.

Gu Qing touched the trembling ancient sword in his arms.

He could feel the joy coming from there as the leader of a famous sword to see such a spiritual sword, and he also felt the passion of trying to conquer the battle.

Gently shaking his head, Gu Qingyi rejected the two junior brothers' ideas.

"The sword is a good sword, but there are too many swords in the mainland that have the qualifications to become famous swords."

"There are only twenty-one famous swords."

Gu Qingyi did not continue, but everyone heard his point of view.

Watching the night was a little surprising.

These three guys are also the ones he focuses on.

But as soon as the leader's senior brother said this, he seemed to have widened the gap between him and his two junior brothers.

"This kid has a very high vision..."

Watching the night fell on the gray sword, and could clearly feel the awe-inspiring evil energy sealed inside that was completely invisible to outsiders.

"Yue Lian is lonely and cold..."

He narrowed his eyes and fell behind the Nine Musketeers again.

There are nine swords stuck in the sword wheel behind his back. The one in the middle is as red as blood, and it is full of foreboding.

"Stunning enchantress..."

Vigil tapped the table and thought for a moment.

"So, is it the 'Sword Burial Tomb' that's here?"

"This is too far!"

"However, if it's 'Four Swords', it's really worth it..."

…

Thousands of people were shocked when a sword came out, the frost moved and the hall became cold.

It’s true that Xu Xiaoshou hasn’t paid much attention to “hidden suffering” for some time.

But because I have been practicing the "Guan Sword Code" recently when I have some free time, this sword seems to be really about to transform.

Perhaps because of being too close, he only realized that this guy was completely different after everyone marveled at "Tibetan Ku".

"It's almost the eighth grade..."
To be continued...