The whole sect is a dog licking, but the junior sister is a real dog

Shen Zhilan thinks Fengxi is very childish.

If you draw a circle, the sword will be yours?

If that's the case, why don't you just write it on the stone door? This underground sword pavilion will be yours!

She looked at Fengxi with disdain, and then continued to urge the Feihong Sword to make a buzzing sound and circle around the Zhanhun Sword.

Mu Jian said to Feng Xi:

"Master, I knew Shen Zhilan was not a serious person! She actually wanted to use the Feihong Sword to seduce the Zhanhun Sword!

Your method is the best! It's the same as a puppy peeing to mark its territory!"

Feng Xi: "Get out!"

Mu Jian didn't expect that his flattery would hit the horse's hoof, and he immediately fell silent.

It is actually very conflicted.

On the one hand, he didn't want Fengxi to get the Soul-Slaying Sword. After all, he didn't want to have another person competing for his favor.

On the other hand, he also hopes that Fengxi can get the Soul-Slaying Sword to prevent it from being taken away by the unlucky Shen Zhilan.

Which one should we choose: self-interest or justice?

It’s such a difficult decision!

Ugh!

If only it were the Soul-Slaying Sword!

This way you don't have to choose.

Unfortunately, it couldn't be the Soul-Severing Sword. After all, it had always been lying under the Ten Thousand Swords Wall of Xuantian Sect, and it had nothing to do with the Soul-Severing Sword.

While Mu Jian was daydreaming, Feng Xi had already used his spiritual sense to surround the Soul-Slaying Sword and began his old routine.

"Soul-Severing Sword, Soul-Severing Sword, are you feeling lonely and cold staying here? Why don't you follow me out for a stroll? I'll take you to see the colorful world outside!"

"I'll take you to experience the warmth and coldness of life!

I will take you to see all the prosperity in the world!

I will take you across mountains and rivers, up to the sky and into the sea, and make this life worthwhile!"

……

The routine doesn’t have to be new, as long as it works!

Unfortunately, after she kept bellowing for a long time, there was no movement from the Soul-Slaying Sword.

Shen Zhilan was not idle either. In addition to making the Feihong Sword emit a buzzing sound, she also tried to use her spiritual sense to contact the Soul-Slaying Sword.

She wanted to get closer to the Soul-Slaying Sword, but unfortunately there was a movable obstacle, Fengxi, so she couldn't get close at all.

But Fengxi still looked confident:

"You jinx, can't you read? Can't you see that this sword is already mine?! Go where you want!"

Shen Zhilan: "..."

Did you forget that you just called me your good sister?

A good sister when there is trouble, a jinx when there is no trouble?

You are so shameless!

Besides, how did this sword become yours?

Shen Zhilan was already full of anger, and now she completely exploded!

"Feng Xi! I have been putting up with you for so long!

The sword is meant to be obtained by those who are destined to obtain it. Just because you wrote a few words, you think you can monopolize this sword? !

Get out of the way immediately, or else don't blame me for being rude!"

Fengxi tilted her head:

"How can you be so rude? Do you want to fight me? Come on! I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Shen Zhilan clenched her fists so tightly that they made a creaking sound, but she didn't dare to make any move.

She really had no idea.

Although she always said that Fengxi was a waste, she was afraid of Fengxi in her heart because every confrontation ended in her defeat.

Not to mention anything else, Fengxi's pets alone are very difficult to deal with.

For example, the little tea fox who surrendered to the enemy.

Last time she was almost killed by the nine-tailed fox.

Besides, today's main purpose is to obtain the Soul-Slaying Sword, so there is no need to create unnecessary complications.

After some complicated mental activities, she snorted coldly:

"Feng Xi, this is the underground sword pavilion, not a place for competition. If you have the guts, wait for me to get the sword, and then we'll go to the Dao Discussion Stage to decide the winner!"

Feng Xi curled her lips: "You said so much just because you don't dare to fight with me?! I think you should stop calling me Shen Zhilan from now on, just call me Shen Songsong!"

Shen Zhilan: #￥@#@￥#@%

She used all the vicious words she could think of on Fengxi.

But I still feel like I’m at a loss for words.

There was even a moment when she wanted to fight Fengxi regardless of the consequences.

Even if I was beaten to death by Fengxi, it would be better than being angry to death by her!

She held the Feihong Sword and was about to attack when her expression paused for a moment, then she took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to argue with you! Let's just rely on our own abilities!"

Fengxi is so discouraged!

Originally, she thought that if she provoked Shen Zhilan again and again and made her fight with her, she would naturally be unable to take the sword.

In the end, Shen Zhilan was more tolerant than that bastard and actually just let it go.

Next, Shen Zhilan did not deliberately approach the Soul-Slaying Sword, but continued to activate the Feihong Sword.

The humming sound of the Feihong Sword echoed throughout the stone hall.

Fengxi suddenly had a new idea.

She separated a part of her spiritual consciousness and surrounded the Feihong Sword.

"Xiao Feihong, you may not know your own life experience, right? Let me tell you about it!

Back then, you also came from a prominent family, and were tasked with suppressing the aura of death!

It is no exaggeration to say that you are the best among swords, the great hero among swords!

However, I don’t know what conspiracy or tricks this jinx used to get you, making you bear the crime of desertion!

You may not know that those swords that responded to you just now are scolding you!

They are all scolding you for not knowing people well and taking a thief as your mother..."

Feihong Sword: ??? !!!

It is not an ordinary spiritual sword, it has a very high intelligence!

Naturally, I could understand what Fengxi said.

Its first feeling was anger, thinking Fengxi was talking nonsense!

To be honest, it has no memory of what happened before. It only knows that Shen Zhilan is its owner.

As a spiritual sword, it naturally has to be loyal to its master.

It didn't even bother to make a buzzing sound and immediately stabbed towards Fengxi.

Fengxi was prepared and released the wooden sword.

Mu Jian had accumulated a lot of anger since Feng Xi hooked up with Feihong Sword!

This unscrupulous master is so fickle!

It's understandable that you took the Soul-Slaying Sword, but you actually set your eyes on the Feihong Sword!

It really is true what the saying goes, only the new sword laughs, who hears the old sword cry!

Fengxi, you are a scumbag! You are a heartless woman!

You big carrot!

So, as soon as it was released by Fengxi, it shot a golden sword light towards the Feihong Sword!

The Feihong Sword did not look down on the wooden sword and underestimated the enemy.

The first was forced back several feet by the golden sword light and fell to the ground.

This time the wooden sword is really awesome!

"Master, how is it? I just want to ask you if I am powerful or not?

I'm not bragging, but with the Feihong Sword, I can beat eight people by myself!

And that Soul-Slaying Sword, I think it's just a gimmick, it's useless!

If you ask me, don't try to take it. As long as I'm here, all swords should retreat!"

Feng Xi: "..."

You are really good at showing off!

You will shine when you get some sunshine!

However, she was also very satisfied with the performance of the wooden sword. It seemed that this bastard had really become more capable.

She was happy, but Shen Zhilan was furious.

She picked up the Feihong Sword and said to Fengxi angrily:

"Feng Xi, I have been tolerant of you again and again, but you keep pushing me. I will fight you today!"

After saying that, he swung the Feihong sword and stabbed Fengxi.

Fengxi: (???)

I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally Shen Songsong took action!

come!

Let the storm come harder!

Mu Jian was also very excited.

The battle to restore its reputation as the ancestor of all swords is about to begin!

Then, it lost control of the sword and fell to the ground with a thud.

Wooden Sword:? ? ? ! ! !

I don't want to live anymore! Come and kill me with a thunderbolt!