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Chapter 915 Being Boasted To The Sky

Everything the Star Lord did was reflected in the little drug boy's dirty eyes. For this human spirit who had lived for a long time, even he couldn't see through the reality of the Star Lord.

That mask full of fake smiles also made the little medicine boy shudder. He had always heard people say that there was a knife hidden in a smile, but he had never seen anyone worthy of these four words.

But from the moment he saw Star Lord, these four words have never been erased from his mind.

"I said Xu Xiaozi, this shit star master must have malicious intentions, you have to be on guard at all times."

The little drug boy's reminder naturally made Xu Ming pretend to be meditating while observing the attention of these two top masters, and focused on the star master again.

Starfield City is notoriously mysterious, and Xu Ming was also deeply impressed by those mysterious monks who kept their heads hidden.

The epic battle between the Star Lord and the Blood God in the extraterritorial battlefield is still vivid in his mind, and he has the only domain treasure in the world, such as the Undead River, which is enough to make the entire Kyushu proud of the world.

Even the Craftsman God, who has already reached the pinnacle of refining techniques and no one can surpass him, thinks that with his current refining methods, it is impossible to refine domain-type treasures like the Undead River.

And even he didn't know how the Immortal River fell into the hands of the Star Lord. This also showed the power of the Star Lord from a level.

Xu Ming being with these two people is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, and it may not be enough to be cautious.

I'm afraid it would be more appropriate to use the words "walking on thin ice"
Right now, Xu Ming can only deal with the two of them in a state of closing his eyes and meditating in an unchanging manner. Fortunately, the attention of the star master and the sword master is not on him, otherwise the feeling of being stabbed in the back will only be Getting heavier and heavier.

The Alchemy Conference at Xianshan Mountain in the South China Sea naturally attracted many people, so in the past two days, countless lonely boats that looked like dead leaves have also been rushing to and fro on this endless sea.

Many people from Ten Thousand Realms and Nine Provinces came here to see what is the mystery of the Nanhai Xianshan, which is really in the limelight. After all, the power that caused Wuhen Sword Palace to suffer a lot is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

As the saying goes, everyone makes money, and this rumor is becoming more and more unreliable because of its spread.

These rumors like all-pervasive mosquitoes spread into the ears of the sword master, which made the real master of the Wuhen sword palace very angry.

If he hadn't changed his appearance so that others could not recognize him, he would have slaughtered these gossip-like monks long ago.

Naturally, the Cultivation Alliance would not send people if they lost face. Moreover, there are already two top masters, the Sword Lord and the Star Lord, who have come to the Cultivation Alliance.

Just these two people are much stronger than those mobs.

The Nanhai Xianshan has never been so lively, and most of the monks who came here have a new view of the so-called leftist monks because of the previous incident of returning to the ruins and letting Shangguan Changkong smash his halberd.

Therefore, the one mouthful of a Taoist friend is also very useful to Shen Guixu, who has been regarded as a bluffing and deceitful stick. This feeling can really not be described in words.

Of course, there are also some juniors who are as unruly as the sword master, but Shen Guixu doesn't pay attention to these trivial people at all.

For a time, this place with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers also became a treasured place for the monks to gather and communicate.

"I saw that the Nanhai Xianshan really has some skills. Just because of this faintly fairy-like layout, it can be seen that it is from the hands of famous masters."

"Yeah, I didn't expect such a paradise-like existence to exist in this endless sea."

"Brother Shen, you are really lucky to be able to realize Taoism and cultivate truth here."

Shen Guixu, who was praised for a while, was naturally smiling, and his heart was greatly benefited.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be low-key, clasping his fists in return.

"The two fellow daoists are absurd. I just got the honor of those seniors. Otherwise, how can I create this fairy mountain in the South China Sea with my stupid talent?"

"What you said is a bit too modest. Not long ago, Brother Shen, you were able to defeat Shangguan Changkong of the Wuhen Sword Palace."

"Although I haven't come here in person, Brother Shen's reputation has already spread throughout the Ten Thousand Realms and Nine Provinces."

"That's natural. It can make Shangguan Changkong, a peerless genius who is known as the master of swordsmanship, be ashamed. Just this incident is enough for me to catch up for hundreds of thousands of years."

Shen Guixu was proud even at the corners of his eyes when he heard the words, indeed he had trampled Shangguan Changkong under his feet this time.

In the entire Myriad Realms and Kyushu, it has a good prestige.
Of course, there is also Shangguan Changkong's help in this, whose nature is rebellious and acts like the second master of the sword.

It's just that he doesn't have the absolutely convincing strength of the sword master, so there are too many people who offend him on weekdays.

But because of the reputation of Wuhen Jiangong and Shangguan Changkong's own strength, those people were only too angry to speak out.

But Shen Guixu's Lei Ting made a move, but it was also a coincidence that he let out a bad breath for them.

So it's not surprising that Shangguan Changkong ended up being beaten by thousands of people.

And these words fell into the ears of the sword master verbatim, and he, who cared most about face in his life, was trying his best to restrain the monstrous killing intent in his heart.

But the slightly trembling body is enough to explain the anger in his heart, but fortunately, the concentration that he can cultivate to such a level is naturally very attainable.

This did not lead to the bloody tragedy, but who can guarantee that when the alchemy conference is over or the sword master gets what he wants and the truth he wants to know, this direct disciple of Lu Zu will not Let's kill!
If those monks who are talking nonsense at this moment know that their words have been listened to by the sword master, I am afraid that no one will stay here again, and likewise no one will not regret participating in this shit alchemy conference.

And at the time when Shen Guixu had a lot of opportunities, and he was getting closer to those monks by calling each other fellow Taoists.

The evil old man who stood side by side earlier at the same time also appeared beside Shen Guixu like a ghost, and the gusts of evil wind brought along with it also led the eloquent monks to shut their mouths obediently.

The proud Shen Guixu was also taken aback by the old man, and before he could speak, the gloomy old man spoke coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, the leader is calling for you."

Master! !
As if a ladle of cold water was suddenly poured on his head in three or nine days, Shen Guixu's previous high emotions also fell to the bottom in an instant.

Thinking of the bronze door that was closed all day long, Shen Guixu's face turned pale.

But he quickly settled down and said.

"Several, I still have some things, please feel free"

After saying that, he hurriedly walked through the crowd with the evil old man and disappeared in front of everyone.
(End of this chapter)