Whew!

The sound of the blade rubbing against the stone surface, seeing the holy sword in the stone being pulled out so easily, the five saints couldn't help but glance at each other, flashing inexplicable eyes at each other.

Just took a step forward and wanted to speak, Zhang Xiaopang took the lead in running to the wine saint, holding his big hands with both hands, and said 'enthusiastically'.

"My lord, the little one has lived up to the trust and taken out the sword for you."

The respectful and enthusiastic appearance, as well as the 'Fengjian' who knew the current affairs, suddenly swept away the 'prejudice' that the Five Sages had had against him.

The spoils obtained on this occasion belong to the Federation, which is something that every soldier of the War Fortress knows, and Zhang Xiaopang will not commit such a big thing.

It's just that the corners of his mouth are hooked up without leaving a trace.

Whether to sacrifice the sword or not is his business, but whether he can take it away or not is not his responsibility.

Fu Ji raised his hand slightly, his palm covered the hilt of the sword, and just when he wanted to raise his hand and raise his sword, this magnificent holy sword suddenly rioted.

A solemn murderous aura permeated the entire space.

Caught off guard, the husband had to let go of the hilt of his sword.

Then, the entire holy sword instantly pierced through the void and fell back to the stone platform.

It's still so magnificent, it's still that king.

Fu Ji was silent for a moment, staring at the holy sword that had returned to the stone platform, and said in a deep voice.

"We probably won't even be able to hold this sword."

"The Holy Sword is psychic, unless he is recognized by the Holy Sword like him, he can only watch the Holy Sword stand here."

Everyone was silent for a while, and the Demon Saint nodded at the other four, signaled to each other, and then stood up, walked towards Zhang Xiaopang, and said.

"Tell me your name."

Zhang Xiaopang squirmed and looked very shy, and replied. "Zhang Feng."

"Okay." The Demon Saint Old Lady nodded and said to him solemnly. "From today on, you are a special member under the Seven Saints, directly under the jurisdiction of the Seven Saints, and you are no longer an ordinary person."

Immediately, she turned her head, her gaze fell on the holy sword in the stone on the altar, pointed to the sword, and continued.

"And the holy sword, from now on it will also be yours."

"But don't do it without permission, and don't act recklessly like before, understand!"

Zhang Xiaopang nodded hurriedly, and the excitement on his face was unobstructed. But behind the 'silly' smile, there is a strategizing indifference.

He had once said that unless it was absolutely necessary, neither of him nor Mo Tian could be exposed to the sight of the Fortress Federation, because once exposed, it was likely that another person would be involved.

The time when Mo Tian appeared, the time period when he disappeared, the review of his strength, and the time point when he entered the virtual God of War network, if someone at the top of the Federation wanted to check on him, it would be easy to associate it with the mysterious masked man who defeated the Six Saints.

But this time is different from the past, in the past, there was no opportunity for him to come forward, but now he was given such an opportunity, no one will investigate his surrounding network in depth, let alone worry about whether Mo Tian will be exposed.

He and Mo Tian, one in the light and the other in the dark, will benefit and do no harm to the future plan. Even in the future, once the Avalon in his body is exposed, he will be able to cover up the past with the absurd explanation that "under the guidance of the Holy Sword, he took Avalon from a mysterious person".

Some things, when viewed from a different angle, can be explained in a plausible and convincing way, even if they seem absurd from another point of view.

"Alright, don't pestle, draw your sword quickly."

The husband smiled at Zhang Xiaopang, who was smirking, waved his hand and signaled.

"Adults really don't want it? The little one thanked the adults! ”

Zhang Xiaopang hurriedly bowed down, turned around and pulled out the holy sword from the altar, and held him in his hand, looking like he couldn't put it down and looked satisfied.

"This kid...... Although it looks silly and tender, it is very fine. Seeing Zhang Xiaopang's appearance, the old lady of the Demon Saint shook her head and said with a smile.

"It's normal to have your own way of doing things in troubled times."

The husband smiled and nodded. For some reason, Zhang Xiaopang's behavior obviously made them angry, but from the bottom of their hearts, they couldn't hate Zhang Xiaopang, on the contrary, they had an indescribable liking.

"I'll train this little fat man, and I'll make sure that he's cleaned up properly." Ye Cailing, who was behind her, showed her cute little tiger teeth and said with a grin.

"CRBT, don't make trouble, the matter of this little fat man should be reported to Brother Dongfang, and then make a decision." The husband quickly rejected him for the Demon Saint.

Joke! The people who fell into the hands of Ye Cailing, whether they were friendly soldiers or not, have not returned intact so far.

"Hmph......" Ye Cailing smacked her lips when she heard this, and her cute little lips rose angrily, and she snorted.

"Alright, we've been delayed long enough on the second floor, hurry up and move on to the next floor."

I don't know when, after Zhang Xiaopang pulled out the holy sword again, behind the edge of the altar, an extremely inconspicuous place actually opened a flash space tunnel.

Different from the deep darkness of the second layer, the color of this tunnel leading to the third layer is dark red, there is no killing intent, and there is no momentum, but it is full of a familiar 'scholarly anger'.

"Everybody keep up."

At the call of the Demon Saint, everyone ignored it and walked towards the teleportation tunnel at the edge of the altar.

"Wait!"

However, at this moment, the Demon Saint at the front suddenly paused, his face tightened, he glanced at the sky suspiciously, then shook his head, sighed lightly, and said.

"Hey, forget it, go back and prepare to send troops to Cloud City, you don't have to go to the third layer."

Why didn't you go all of a sudden?

The people in the rear, you look at me, I look at you, and they suddenly fell into doubt.

Not only that, but the Demon Saint's words did not arouse the opposition of the other four, on the contrary, the other four Saints also turned around with a wry smile and motioned for them to go back.

"Did you hear from someone?" Only Zhang Xiaopang squinted slightly, revealing an indifferent look, glanced at the sky filled with clouds and mist, and said nothing.

"Hey, behind Gabriel...... Injured? ”

Suddenly, when he turned his head, Zhang Xiaopang suddenly noticed that Gabriel on the other side of the crowd had a faint black mark behind him, not like something dyed, but more like he had been traumatized.

"Isn't this where I manipulated the holy sword to stick to it just now?"

Zhang Xiaopang thought to himself.

From the moment he was rescued before, Gabriel kept his eyes closed, as if he was in a state of recuperation, and he didn't care about the outside world.

"Could it be that I was just injured by my holy sword? That's not right, I didn't use the holy sword to attack, right? Zhang Xiaopang suddenly became suspicious.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't think of a reason, so Zhang Xiaopang could only give up. Recalling that this time he didn't make Gabriel suffer much, Zhang Xiaopang sighed and said with a little unhappiness.

"It's a pity that the ambush I arranged below doesn't need him......"