Chapter 317: Fencing with Tom? Feng Ge smiled confidently: Let it win

Feng Ge looked at Shen An in horror.

He knew that Shen An and Chen Xin were equal in swordsmanship, as the saying goes, there is no false person under a great reputation.

So he held Shen An's swordsmanship in high awe.

But when Shen An showed his sword intent, Feng Ge felt that he had underestimated Shen An.

What kind of sword intent is this? This sword intent is so sharp that it is simply not something that ordinary people can produce.

In Feng Ge's eyes, Shen An is no longer a person at this moment, but a peerless sword.

Shen An just stood there quietly, giving people a feeling that this space may be torn apart at any time.

At this moment, the sky and the earth are big, but in Feng Ge's view, none of them are as big as Shen An.

Can the old thing Chen Xin compare with him? ? ?

Feng Ge couldn't help but feel puzzled.

He had met Chen Xin and knew how powerful he was.

It's no exaggeration to say that when he looked at Chen Xin, it was at most like peeping at the moon in a well. Although I can't compare, I can still point fingers at you.

It can be seen that Shen An, like a mayfly seeing the blue sky, is enough to make all sword practitioners bow down and worship him, and feel submissive.

"What is Master Feng thinking about?" Shen An continued to laugh, and as he spoke, the sword intent that permeated the surroundings and pointed directly at people's hearts all dissipated.

Feng Ge breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "The Fengjian Sect has always been the most loyal supporter of the Spirit Hall. Whenever there is an instruction, it will be followed without hesitation. Feng must insist on the leadership of His Majesty the Pope!"

Just kidding, he wanted to delay it, but Shen An showed his sword intent, which was just a show of fists, right?

In terms of the strength shown by Shen An, it is not an exaggeration to say that one person can destroy their Fengjian Sect, and he must slide to his knees decisively.

Feng Ge now understands that in terms of strength, the Spirit Hall may not lack the spirit master power of the Fengjian Sect.

However, the Spirit Hall values ​​the reputation of the Fengjian Sect.

In any case, the three upper sects and the four lower sects are all holy places for soul masters in the hearts of the mainland soul masters, and they have a very strong reputation among the soul masters on the mainland.

Shen An also laughed. These sect leaders are so sensible that it is no wonder that they can make the sect bigger and stronger.

However, he did not want Fengjian Sect to be loyal to Bibi Dong, but to let them join Qian Renxue.

"Is there a more private place? Some things cannot be said here."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Feng Ge quickly took Shen An to a secret room, while Tom and Jerry stayed outside.

"Elder Yan, this secret room is made of special materials, which can isolate both mental power and sound."

"So, what instructions does Elder Yan have? Do you want us to jointly write a letter to support His Majesty the Pope to ascend the throne on the day of the re-election of the seven major sects?"

Feng Ge is a smart man and quickly guessed what the Spirit Hall wanted Fengjian Sect to do.

His expression also had a hint of expectation. Since he had decided to jump on the pirate ship, he had to perform well and gain more weight for Fengjian Sect.

Shen An looked over with approval. He was a smart man. The smarter the man, the more he knew the current situation. They would only stand on the stronger side.

"That's what Sect Master Feng said. At that time, Fengjian Sect and the other six major sects will need to jointly submit a petition, but not to support Bibi Dong, but to support Qian Renxue, the young master of Wuhun Hall."

Bibi Dong? Qian Renxue?

Hearing these two names, Feng Ge's face turned pale. An extremely bad premonition arose in his heart. He seemed to be involved in some terrible vortex.

Moreover, why did Yan Chixia, the confidant of the Pope, call him by his name? This was unreasonable.

Also, who is Qian Renxue? Wait, the young master of Wuhun Hall, with the surname Qian?

Feng Ge had a very immature guess in his mind.

"Elder Yan, did His Holiness the Pope ask you to deliver this?" Feng Ge said cautiously.

His heart was trembling at this moment.

Shen An smiled and said, "Pope? What is the Pope? Master Feng just needs to remember that she is just a wage earner."

Feng Ge's scalp was numb when he heard this. He wanted to escape from here, but his feet were out of control and he was just shaking wildly in the same place.

"Why, Master Feng, do you think I'm wrong?" Shen An said, looking at Feng Ge who was sweating on his head.

"Yes, yes, Elder Yan is right." Feng Ge said with a smile that was uglier than crying.

Shen An nodded with satisfaction: "But since Master Feng thinks I'm right, why don't you agree?"

"Could it be that Master Feng is a die-hard fan of Bibi Dong?"

"Elder Yan is joking, Feng has no such intention." Feng Ge was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Oh, then follow me and say that the Pope is a big idiot!" Shen An's eyes showed a dangerous light.

When Feng Ge heard this, his legs softened with a snap and he fell to the ground.

Shen An summoned a ray of sword energy as if unintentionally: "Hey, why is Sect Master Feng kneeling on the ground?"

Feng Ge waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Elder Yan, you don't know that Feng likes to talk on his knees."

Then Feng Ge's face was determined, like a warrior who was going to sacrifice himself for justice. He said with all his might:

"The Pope is a big idiot!!!"

The high-pitched voice echoed in this closed secret room for a long time, and the sound was so loud that even Shen An couldn't help covering his ears.

After saying this, the Sect Master of Fengjian Sect looked like arsenic, as if he was going to die, like a puddle of mud.

'I scolded His Majesty the Pope! '

He knew that this was a secret room and there would be no other people, but he still couldn't help but worry.

It was so outrageous that he actually scolded Bibi Dong, who was known as the strongest pope. If word of this got out, there would probably be no one left alive in the Fengjian Sect. No, even the egg whites would be shaken away.

But under the intense fear, there was even an inexplicable excitement and pleasure in his heart.

It's so cool, I dare to scold the Pope.

Shen An laughed loudly: "I knew that Master Feng was a wise man."

Feng Ge tremblingly said at this time: "Elder Yan, I would like to ask who is behind our young master. Is he the person I think of?"

Uh-huh!

Shen An threw out the token given to him by Qian Daoliu. Feng Ge took it and looked at the token in his hand, his expression changed.

"Sure enough, this Qian Renxue is the descendant of that one." Feng Ge thought about the token in his hand, as if it was a reassurance.

He is not like Flanders. As the sect master of the lower four sects, he has inherited it for a long time, so he naturally knows what happened in the previous era.

The top thug in Wuhun Palace, an angelic holy sword slashed from Tiandou to Xingluo, and together with Tang Chen of Haotian Sect, he was known as the two brothers in the soul master world.

This person was the pinnacle of the soul master world back then. No one can guess what level of cultivation he has reached now.

"Do you understand? The Hall of Worship will fully support Qian Renxue. As long as the seven major sects of you submit a joint letter, then the matter will be a sure thing."

It's stable, after this wave of questions, the worship hall, which has always been aloof and unconcerned with worldly affairs, has come to an end. All we can say is that they are still close.

Feng Ge's eyes flashed and he shouted: "The Feng Jian Sect will insist on the great leadership of His Highness Qian Renxue!"

"loyalty!"

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After Shen An and Feng Ge confirmed the details of the day, they walked out of the secret room together. Shen An was surprised to find that his cat and mouse were missing.

Then, a thousand meters away, he saw a group of Fengjian Sect disciples surrounding him one layer at a time, and they also let out bursts of incredible exclamations.

The two of them took a closer look and saw that it was Tom who was wearing a swordsman uniform and was fighting a sword with a disciple of the Wind Sword Sect.

But compared to the rigorous preparations of the disciples on the opposite side, Tom seemed very relaxed.

Faced with the opponent's exquisite sword moves, Tom would directly hit the key point of his sword skills with a simple sword strike.

This made all the disciples around him call him awesome.

It stands to reason that it is difficult to explain that a soul beast has such excellent swordsmanship, but thinking that it was Shen Anyang, Feng Ge said it was barely understandable.

'That's true, but this dog's swordsmanship only ends here. He uses a simple and neat sword style. He just overpowered my disciple, but he was still a few hundred million points behind me. ’

Feng Ge secretly thought to himself, but he didn't know that there was another kind of swordsmanship in the world called "Strength when strong".

"Sect Master, you are here. This dog's swordsmanship is so powerful."

"Yes, Sect Master, who is better, your swordsmanship or this dog?"

All the disciples looked at Feng Ge curiously. In their opinion, Tom always attacked people's vital points, which was simply miraculous.

Feng Ge couldn't help but smile when his disciple asked who was stronger among them, and wrote in a nonchalant tone: "Let him win."

As the leader of a sect, Feng Ge naturally couldn't say how awesome he was, and considering Wuhundian and Shen An, he decided to be humble.

However, when he said this, he didn't think that Feng Ge would think that his swordsmanship was inferior to that of his opponent.

It’s more about showing an indescribable confidence. I can beat you, but I’ll let you win~

Originally, Tom was enjoying everyone's longing gazes on him, but Feng Ge's words directly stole the limelight.

Tom's face fell, and he pointed at Feng Ge with the sword in his hand. The meaning was obvious, let's see who is stronger.

"Sir, Sect Master, it's time to show off the style of our Fengjian Sect. Sect Master is the most powerful!"

Feng Ge laughed and looked at Shen An: "Elder Yan, look at this?"

Shen An laughed loudly: "Since the disciples of Sect Master Feng are so enthusiastic, then Sect Master Feng will fulfill their wishes. Of course, remember to use your full strength and show no mercy."

Feng Ge smiled and nodded: "Then I'll be embarrassed."

It's just that the confidence in him has nowhere to rest.

Shen An looked at it with a strange expression. Indeed, you will make a fool of yourself later.

He casually took out an iron sword and stood on the armrest, revealing the demeanor of a swordsman master.

"You take action first." Feng Ge smiled.

But Tom just made a face, his provocation clearly visible, meaning that Feng Ge would take action first.

Feng Ge didn't care at all, and thought to himself, since it is Elder Yan's dog, then I will defeat it within thirty swords, and be a little more humane.

Uh-huh!

Feng Ge stabbed straight with his sword, and his sword was as fast as lightning. A simple sword strike was enough to show his skill.

Bang!

There was a crisp symphony of swords. It was Tom's sword hitting Feng Ge's sword grid diagonally, making it impossible for his long sword to make any further advance.

Then Tom followed up and took advantage of his height. With a sliding shovel, the long sword in his hand almost turned into a ball of light, and he kept attacking Feng Ge's lower body.

Feng Singer hurriedly resisted. The more he hit him, the more he felt something was wrong and he was being suppressed!

The opponent's sword is like a whirlpool, constantly eroding his sword power and strengthening itself.

At this moment, Feng Ge was filled with horror. He realized that he had underestimated the enemy. This cat's swordsmanship was no less than his!

In an instant, Feng Ge walked with strange steps, as if the breeze was uncertain, and at the same time, the contempt in his heart was completely eliminated.

He unleashed his best swordsmanship, and wisps of sword force struck Tom like strong winds.

The two of them fought from the east to the west of the venue, the clash of swords sounded like a symphony, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Feng Ge was suppressed at this time.

Seeing this scene, countless Fengjian Sect disciples seemed to feel their hearts being broken. In their eyes, the sect leader with unparalleled swordsmanship was inferior to a dog.

Feng Ge was already suffering from the beating at this time. Every time he struck out with his sword, the dog on the opposite side would crush him. It was so uncomfortable that he wanted to go crazy.

‘Is it possible that my Fengjian Sect’s reputation will be stepped on by a dog today? ’ Feng Ge shouted in his heart.

But suddenly, his eyes flashed with ejaculation, and Tom actually fell down!

Although I don’t understand why a swordsman of this level would fall, this is undoubtedly a great opportunity.

He stepped forward with his sword and struck three times in succession, but the strange thing was that Tom, who had clearly fallen to the ground, actually moved on his horse and parried his sword while moving with his butt.

Finally, with a harsh sound breaking through the air, Feng Ge seemed to have lost all his strength, and the long sword in his hand clanged to the ground.

Tom's sword pointed directly at his throat.

But Feng Ge's eyes were blank. How could the dog's hand grow an extra meter out of thin air! ! !

At this moment, Feng Ge was dissatisfied. In his opinion, Tom must be from a strange race of soul beasts, relying on his ability to stretch his hands to trick him.

"Look! What's on the sect master's clothes?"

All the disciples' pupils were dilated and they looked at Feng Ge in disbelief.

"Fuck!!! How is that possible!!!"

"How could there be such outrageous swordsmanship in the world!!!"

Even Feng Ge couldn't help but lower his head, only to see a lifelike cat carved out of his clothes by a sword.

Feng Ge suppressed the shock in her heart and looked at Tom in disbelief.

He excitedly turned to look at Shen An: "Elder Yan, you pet, do you want to be the leader of the sect? I, the Wind Sword Sect, have a sword master."

Shen An······

Tom tilted his head: "Meow?"

Fengjian Sect disciples:? ? ?

Um? Why do dogs meow?

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Shen An left Fengjian Sect with Tom and Jerry.

Within a month and a half, Shen An approached the Fire Leopard Sect and the Elephant Armor Sect again, and also talked about the Wind Sword Sect with these two sects.

The behavior of these two sect leaders was exactly the same as Feng Ge's, from the initial rejection to the last one holding Shen An's hand.

“Please be sure to join me in supporting the young master’s ascension to the throne!”

"loyalty!"

As for whether these are just disguises on the surface, they are actually loyal to Bibi Dong.

Shen An could only laugh at this. With the enshrinement hall and his power, there was also the complete Qibao Glazed Sect.

I believe anyone with some brains will know how to choose.

In short, Shen An is now extremely looking forward to the day of re-election of the seven major sects.

At that time, it was time to completely ignore Bibi Dong!

When the time comes, Shen An will feel happy just thinking about what the crazy woman's face will look like. (End of chapter)