Li Mengzhou looked at Grandmaster Mao with an indifferent expression, although he noticed that the aura on his body was restrained and heavy, which was not comparable to Grandmaster Ouyang, but he still didn't care very much, but compared to Grandmaster Ouyang, he had a better impression of Grandmaster Mao.

Although Sect Master Mao hasn't said a few words so far, this feeling is very subtle.

Grandmaster Mao may not be a person who has a lot of say in the Grandmaster League, and he is not even ranked in the top ten, but his strength is definitely worthy of being in the top three in the Grandmaster League, and he has no right to speak, just like Grandmaster Yang Lin, one of the founders of the Grandmaster League, has retreated into the background, which does not mean that Grandmaster Mao has no status in the Grandmaster League.

The fact that he was able to come to Baihong Town with Grandmaster Ouyang and Grandmaster Huang also showed the importance that the Grandmaster Alliance attached to Zhao Sandao, a forging master.

Hearing Grandmaster Mao's words, Li Mengzhou did not hide anything, and said directly to the point: "I entered the Sword Academy of the Imperial Palace, and I am fortunate to be respected as Mr. Seven. ”

He didn't care that Jianghu Wufuming didn't understand what the identity of Mr. Seven of the Palace Sword Academy represented, but Sect Master Mao was from the Grandmaster Alliance, and he and the Ye clan were on their feet in Fengjiang, so they had a great chance to get in touch with the cultivation world, but they couldn't understand it deeply.

Otherwise, Zao Wou-ki, one of the founders of the Grandmaster Alliance, would not have fallen on the path of pursuing the path of cultivation.

Grandmaster Mao's originally plain eyes really changed, although the Grandmaster Alliance is only a secular force, but after all, it is standing at the peak, even if they can't enter the mysterious gate, they are trying to understand as much as possible.

The Imperial Palace Sword Temple is located in the capital.

Of course, the Grandmaster Alliance knew.

Although they don't know very well what status the Palace Sword Academy has in Jiang Kingdom, in the rumors of the rivers and lakes, the gentleman of the Palace Sword Academy is a highly respected figure, and the Grandmaster Alliance may not have to be afraid of cultivators below the Three Realms, but a cultivator with strong strength and high status, if he wants to crush the Grandmaster League, he really only needs to raise his hand.

Mr. Seven of the Imperial Sword Academy definitely has such an ability.

Sect Master Mao was stunned for a moment, and bowed to Li Mengzhou very respectfully, and said, "I've seen Mr. Seven." ”

Sect Master Huang was a little at a loss, seeing Sect Master Mao's actions, he struggled a little, and said with a little reluctance: "I've seen Mr. Seven." ”

Sect Master Huang and Grandmaster Ouyang's status in the Grandmaster Alliance is naturally not as good as that of Grandmaster Mao, and they don't know as much as Grandmaster Mao, but he also knows very well what it means for cultivators, especially cultivators with status, even if there is a lot of resentment in his heart, he can only admit it obediently.

Even Sect Master Mao and Sect Master Huang saluted Li Mengzhou, turning a blind eye to Grandmaster Ouyang who had fainted, and those Jianghu swordsmen who were watching were even more at a loss, they definitely didn't know what Mr. Seven of the Palace Sword Academy was, but just these three words of cultivator were enough to scare them out.

Ordinary Jianghu martial artists are completely blocked from the cultivation world, even if they have the opportunity to come into contact with the mountain and field monks, they can only know a little about the cultivation world, but one thing is well known, that is, the cultivators in the immortal gate are supreme.

Originally, these Jianghu warriors who came to grab the knife saluted Li Mengzhou one after another, looking respectful, as if they were worshipping the leader of the Jianghu Alliance.

If you want to grab a knife in the hands of a cultivator, it is purely to light a lamp in a thatched house. Although these charlatans are arrogant, they are not idiots either.

Even the martial arts masters of the Grandmaster Alliance have confessed, what else can they do?

Even the few cultivators who stood on the roof and watched were looking at each other, they originally intended to watch those Jianghu swordsmen fight together, and in the end, they took advantage of the fisherman's profits, and they could get the knife in their hands without any effort, but in the current situation, they obviously had no chance.

They jumped off the roof, and after saluting Li Mengzhou, they left Baihong Town without looking back.

That's Mr. Seven of the Imperial Sword Academy!

Although it seems that Mr. Seven is despised by many cultivators in the cultivation world, they are just mountain and wild monks, and their realm is low, so they dare not wade into this troubled water.

But the fact that they dare not wade into troubled waters does not mean that no one dares.

Jing Sansan [58 fo] was in the mood for a light at this point.

He stretched out his hand and brutally pushed aside the swordsman in front of him, ignored the other party's angry eyes, and came straight to Li Mengzhou, looked him up and down with great interest, and said with some excitement: "You are Mr. Seven of the Palace Sword Academy?"

Without waiting for Li Mengzhou to take a stubble, he continued to ask, "Isn't Mr. Seven from the Palace Sword Academy very powerful?"

Relying on Jing Sansan's drawing a knife from Xie Chunfeng, as well as maliciously clashing with the Grandmaster, Li Mengzhou probably knew what kind of person this was, and when he heard Jing Sansan's words, he certainly understood what the other party wanted to do, and shook his head very decisively and said, "Mr. Seven is not powerful at all. ”

Jing Sansan was stunned for a moment, and grinned: "The Sword Academy of the Palace is the only sword cultivation mountain gate in Jiang Country, and the sword cultivation seems to be very powerful, although the self-proclaimed sword cultivators in the mountains are a little unresistant, but my old guy told me that the real sword cultivation is very strong, since you are a gentleman, how can you not be powerful?"

Li Mengzhou said: "It also depends on who I compare with, I am indeed not powerful in the Sword Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, but if I want to win, I will definitely be able to fight." ”

Although Li Mengzhou was not very interested, what he was really afraid of was the old guy in Jing Sansan's mouth, but if Jing Sansan had to fight, he wouldn't mind, even if Jing Sansan's words didn't say that he wanted to fight, the meaning was already very clear.

Compared with Xiao Zhinan's challenge to the strong, Jing Sansan is a real battle maniac.

The so-called battle maniac may not win every battle, but he can always maintain a fighting enthusiasm and will never wane.

And Jing Sansan, who heard Li Mengzhou's words, his eyes brightened a little, and he said with a smile: "Do you want to fight with me?" ”

Li Mengzhou groped his chin, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "You fought with Xie Chunfeng before, it seems that you were beaten badly by him, although Xie Chunfeng only made a sword, but you took that sword is very embarrassing, to tell you, I also fought with Xie Chunfeng." ”

Jing Sansan's expression was a little indignant, and he said with annoyance: "That's because the old guy came forward to stop it, it's very easy for me to take that sword, where is the embarrassment? If I pull out the sword, Xie Chunfeng may not be able to take it!"

Li Mengzhou didn't expose Jing Sansan, he is obviously a person who is not easy to admit defeat, in the final analysis, it is because he didn't really fight with Xie Chunfeng, otherwise once Xie Chunfeng is serious, he will definitely beat Jing Sansan so that his mother can't recognize him.

Because it didn't hurt him, he naturally refused to admit defeat. Jing Sansan's angry expression suddenly paused, and he asked in a slightly curious whisper, "Who won between you and Xie Chunfeng?"

Li Mengzhou smiled slightly and said: "If it stands to reason, I won, but strictly speaking, I lost." ”

The sword in Chaosi Lane was just an agreement, Xie Chunfeng only made a sword, and Li Mengzhou resisted that sword, so naturally he won, but if he really fought, he would definitely lose Li Mengzhou.

Winning but also losing, this is a very reasonable statement.

But Jing Sansan obviously couldn't understand, he scratched his head in distress and said, "What is it that you won logically, and strictly speaking, you lost again?"

Li Mengzhou would not explain these things to him, looking at the stunned expressions of the swordsmen around him, Sect Master Huang's somewhat gloomy face, Sect Master Mao's still calm appearance, and Grandmaster Ouyang, who was lying on the ground and fainted, no one cared, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the important thing is whether you can win me or not." ”

Jing Sansan raised the knife and said excitedly: "That's right, let's fight!"

Seeing this scene, Sect Master Mao didn't say anything, just glanced at Sect Master Huang, and asked those young people with blue noses and swollen faces to carry the fainting Grandmaster Ouyang aside, take care of it, and make room for the battle between Li Mengzhou and Jing Sansan.

Those Jianghu warriors also retreated, but their eyes were still on the knife in the stone pier from time to time.

Sect Master Huang approached Sect Master Mao and whispered with a somewhat complicated expression, "Are we just going to let the knife out?"

Sect Master Mao said lightly: "How do you compare with Grandmaster Ouyang? Even if it's me, it's not the enemy of this young man, do you want a knife or die? For cultivators, they don't care if you are a martial arts master or not, and what kind of identity you have in the Grandmaster Alliance, they will kill you if they want to." Jiang Guo's laws protect ordinary people, but if we, the Jianghu people, die at the hands of cultivators, there is nowhere to seek justice. ”

Sect Master Huang's face was pale, and there was also a trace of fear, this feeling he hadn't experienced for many years, so strange that it actually made him have the idea of going against the cultivator, the fear gradually became familiar, he already realized that his back clothes were soaked with sweat, the breeze was blowing, and his whole body was cold.

Sect Master Mao smiled indifferently and said: "Dare to compete with the Seven Gentlemen of the Sword Academy of the Imperial Palace, the young man who carries the sword is afraid that he is not a mortal, if they are both defeated, except for the few people who seem to be cultivators who have just left, with these Jianghu swordsmen present, how can we stop us from snatching the sword?"

Sect Master Huang said suddenly: "I didn't know that there were still cultivators hidden here, but with the seven gentlemen who left the palace sword academy to declare their identities, they also made the yellow finch fly away, and the rest were some cicadas, although there were still two big yellow finches left here, however, if they fought and lost both, we praying mantis would eat the cicadas, and Zhao Sandao would even have a knife to belong to us." ”

Although Sect Master Huang compared himself and the others to praying mantises, but according to the situation in front of him, it was indeed very suitable, Sect Master Mao only frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "That's exactly the reason. But only if they can really lose both, otherwise, we are just little praying mantis eaten by the yellow finch. ”

Sect Master Huang prayed secretly.

You have to lose both!

It's best for you to have a sword, and I to have a sword, and let's go to Huangquan together.