"No matter what the outcome of this battle is, I, Bansheng Ye, Mr. Yu, Mr. Fang, Mr. Zhong and other saints should all care about the mainland and not take action again to avoid the loss of lives."

"Is it possible for you to honor me and make this appointment?"

After saying this, the saints had not yet reacted, and the people in Yujing City below were so moved that they were confused.

As soon as Master Shou arrived, he threatened to blow up the city, slaughter the city, and even kill people on the Holy Mountain. He was even crazier than the God of Killing.

The master of Xuanji Palace is not a good bird either. In her eyes, the life and death of ordinary people are no different than ants.

Give in if you can.

But if you really hit your feet, you will still step on them.

Only Meisi people, only this Mr. Siren, treat people as human beings and care about the lives and lives of the people below!

He deserves to be called "Sir"!

Lei Shuangxing sent a message through his mind. After some exchanges with Lei Xi'er, he was the first to speak out: "I agree."

Mr. Yu and Mr. Zhong raised their hands at the same time: "Nothing to say."

Fang Wenxin, on the other hand, glanced at Xu Xiaoshou who had transformed into a ghost beast, frowned and said nothing, then quickly moved his ears and said: "I agree."

For such a big thing, can I represent the Holy Temple?

Beibei saw that the three saints on his side were all defeated, but he did not dare to act recklessly.

The Half-Saint can agree not to take action, but she is absolutely not qualified to handle this matter for the Master of Xuanji Hall.

Because if there is another order later, saying that she wants to continue fighting, should Beibei respect the order of the master of Xuanji Palace, or the order of Mr. Siren?

"I……"

Beibei looked hesitant, then his ears moved, and the voice of the master of Xuanji Palace came: "Promise him."

At this moment, many things flashed through Beibei's mind.

Given the temperament of Palace Master Xuanji, this is probably just a delaying tactic, and she will fight again later, right?

Beibei still hesitated.

A solemn and more solemn voice came to my ears again: "Promise him!"

Beibei was helpless: "I agree."

…

Just like Bei Huai's "teaching", with a few words of approval, Xu Xiaoshou saw the two people's souls boiling.

Fang Wenxin’s, Beibei’s.

They didn't agree on their own, but were forced to agree?

It's a pity that the Xuanji formation was not controlled in time to block possible sound transmissions...

Mr. Siren looked at himself.

Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to look at all these realistic developments so idealistically.

Dao Xuanji will definitely betray her, as soon as her reinforcements arrive...

Although Yu, Zhong, and Fang Saints agreed to do so at this time, if there is an order to be conveyed later, they will still have to take the responsibility...

This verbal covenant seems to be endorsed by many semi-saints. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that it is just a thin piece of paper and cannot be broken.

Even if Mr. Mito goes so far as to say this...

Should I agree?

Xu Xiaoshou raised his hands and feet at the same time: "Mr. Siren, anyway, I agree with your words with both hands and feet!"

Is Mr. Siren naive?

No, I am an old fox. It is impossible that I cannot think about this.

Although this covenant can be broken in the future, under the witness of all people, a righteous "name" will be constructed.

If everyone really acts according to this name in the future, everything will be good.

If the Holy Temple is defeated by then and still wants to renege on the agreement, then Xu Xiaoshou will be the one who has a good reputation.

Of course, massacre of the city would not happen. Xu Xiaoshou had always just threatened him like this and never thought of carrying it out like this.

But those who uphold justice will take unjust measures - exposing their true faces. Xu Xiaoshou likes to do this kind of thing.

At this moment, he had thousands of extremely irritating thoughts in his mind, which he could use to deal with the dirty side of the Holy Temple.

"This is a great kindness."

Seeing that everyone was giving them face, Mei Siren naturally had a spring breeze on his face, and then looked at Ye Xiaotian with a smile:

"Then I'll trouble Ye Bansheng to go to the Southern Territory to take people with him."

"I think Ye Bansheng should know the location of the Feng family?"

Ye Xiaotian felt weak for a moment, and after saying "hmm", he stepped on the secret formation diagram under his feet and disappeared without saying a word.

…

Southern Territory, Feng Family.

This clan, located in Sinful Land and adhering to the spirit of the ancient sword cultivating era, can be said to be unique in the Southern Territory.

They are one of the few non-bounty recipients!

Anyone with the surname Feng, as long as you don't do anything too offending in the Southern Territory, even if you are not a member of the Feng family... don't carry a sword around your waist, and everyone who sees you will give him a thumbs up.

The Feng Family rules a city, simply called "Feng Family City".

Fengjia City is actually very small, far less than Dongtianwang City, but more like a small city like Tiansang City.

In the Southern Territory, although there are counties and cities divided by the Holy Temple, the Holy Temple has no say, and the people of the Southern Territory do not recognize it at all.

Therefore, the land in the Southern Territory is very fragmented, divided by insurgent armies, and a mixture of fish and dragons. Those who can occupy a nominal city are already an extraordinary force.

Fengjia City is only divided into the main city and the auxiliary city.

The Feng family mansion, built on the three world-famous resorts of "Qiheju", "Sword Tower" and "Tingfeng Pavilion", is the main house.

Built around the main house and spread out like a Bagua formation, the thirty-three streets for those who are good at swordsmanship are the auxiliary city.

At this moment, the Feng family mansion was filled with excitement.

Servants and maids in gray clothes walked in and out quickly, conveying messages in a hurry;

The Feng family members in different-colored clothes walked through with their swords as fast as thunder.

"Hurry up!"

"Mr. Siren personally delivers the order, please note, it is 'in person'! Children of the Feng family, move quickly!"

"Everyone, please listen to me... The head of the family has ordered that you immediately go out when you are free and contact the preaching mirror holders in the major royal cities in the five regions. The first internal ranking battle in the Sword Immortal War is about to begin!"

"Especially the preaching mirror on the Sword God's side of the Eastern Territory, there must be no trouble, and the people there must open their eyes to see... The Eighth Sword Immortal has ruled the ancient sword cultivation circle for so long, and Shenyue Immortal City is the one who

The rising stars will overshadow us... It’s time for this man to take back our Feng family!"

"yes!"

"Where is Feng Xiaohan? The head of the family ordered that you go immediately to activate the first viewing platform in Fengjia City's auxiliary city. Sword Immortal Beibei and Sword Immortal Xu Xiaoshou must record their pre-war demeanor...especially Master Shou! The viewing platform

The place over there is already heating up, everyone is waiting, go quickly!"

"yes!"

"Where is Feng Xiaoshuang? The head of the family ordered us to immediately go to 'Qiheju' to ask Senior Yang Laoyang to Xi, and go to 'Tingfeng Pavilion' to wait for the saint... Ye Bansheng is coming. This is a grand event for the Feng family.

Don't be lazy! Remember, the semi-saint's surname is Ye. If you call me by the wrong name, you don't have to come to see me. You can just kill yourself!"

"yes!"

"Where did the wind stop? The head of the family ordered, go to the 'Sword Tower' immediately, respectfully invite He Jian Tingchen to come out of the tower, burn incense, wash the sword, test the gold, seal the sheath... you are responsible for all the processes of inviting the sword! Remember,

This is your honor, you only have one chance, so go quickly!"

"yes!!!"

"Why are you drunk in the wind? You are secretly drinking again, my dear boy! The master of the house ordered..."

Buzz!

The Feng family, who was in a hurry and as excited as if they had been beaten to death, suddenly paused and shot up into the sky.

In the auxiliary city of Fengjia City, the spiritual masters holding swords were full of enthusiasm and expectation, and suddenly they raised their eyes to the sky.

The first viewing platform, in the center of a huge square that can accommodate 100,000 people, is a hundred feet long and wide, and can transmit sound, scene, and message in three dimensions. In front of the mother mirror, each sword cultivator suddenly felt something.

, look up.

"Master Xu..."

In the crowd, Xiao Wanfeng touched his heart, and the sword intent in his chest was hot.

His eager eyes then turned from the halo of light on the preaching mirror to the sky.
To be continued...