Campus Beauty, Scamp Master

When Old Seven heard this, he pouted and muttered in a low voice.    

... "" Zhan Lu's face sank, and his eyes flashed with an endless cold light.    

The Shadow Bearing Sword was an elegant sword, how could it possibly like the wretched character of the seventh brother!    

This was simply the greatest insult to the Shadow Bearing Sword!    

Zhan Lu's eyes once again erupted with a shocking killing intent. He had an impulse to kill his brother!    

"Second Brother, don't bother about Seventh Brother. He is a person with a cheap mouth!"    

Fourth Brother, Tai Eh, could tell that something was wrong with Zhan Lu's facial expression. He quickly spoke to ease the atmosphere.    

When Zhan Lu heard this, his gloomy expression eased up a little.    

When Tai Eh saw this, he hurriedly said, "Second brother, these seven swords recognize a master. There is naturally fate within them. You should also remember very clearly how we obtained these seven swords three years ago!"    

"The swords in your seven brothers' hands are all famous Famous Swords. How did you obtain them?"    

Wang Xiao, who was sitting on the throne, also turned his head at this moment and asked Zhan Lu and the others curiously.    

After Xuanyuan attacked, Yamamoto Tatari didn't need him to deal with him anymore. Therefore, Wang Xiao was happy to have some free time.    

"Replying to my lord, this matter is a long story. I'm afraid we will have to talk about it for a period of time." When Zhan Lu heard this, the gloomy expression on his face disappeared completely. He cupped his fists at Wang Xiao and said respectfully.    

"It's fine. We have plenty of time now. When you finish speaking, your boss should be finished."    

Wang Xiao waved his hand and said with a smile.    

The experts of the Soulreaper Hall and Seal Demon Hall had already surrounded the middle ninjas of the East Ocean Continent. The figures of the Seal Demon Guard of the Seal Demon Hall were very strange. They had killed a person with a single strike.    

The current situation could be said to be a one-sided battle, and he didn't even need to attack.    

When Zhan Lu heard this, he was silent for a few seconds. Then, a nostalgic look emerged in his eyes, and he spoke to Wang Xiao.    

It turned out that Zhan Lu and his seven brothers had grown up in an orphanage. Although they were not related by blood, they were as close as brothers.    

In the orphanage, there were only the old dean and the seven brothers. There were no other orphans. The old dean would rank them according to their age, and their names would be called by numbers.    

Since he had become sensible, the old dean had been carried by seven wooden swords and taught them swordsmanship.    

At first, the seven brothers found it interesting, so they picked up the wooden swords and learned them. Every day, they would play with wooden swords against wooden swords.    

It had to be said that the seven brothers' talent in sword practice was not bad. In less than a few years, they had mastered the basic sword moves taught by the old dean.    

As they grew older, the brothers began to wonder why they practiced these things.    

In today's society, even these things, could it be that they went out to sell their skills?    

One day, Zhan Lu could not help but find the old dean. Why did they practice the sword like this every day? This wooden sword did not have any power, and in this world, it was not like fighting and killing could fill one's stomach!    

The old dean smiled and patted his head. He said that it's not time yet. When the time comes, he will naturally tell them why they practice the sword!"    

Zhan Lu was young at that time, so he didn't know what the old dean meant. He wanted to ask more, but the old dean didn't want to say more.    

Therefore, Zhan Lu could only give up.    

Until three years ago, when the old dean was in critical condition, before he died... He called the seven brothers to the bedside and handed them a map. Only one sentence was left: "Children, it's time, your basic sword moves have all been mastered. It's time to retrieve what belongs to you! "    

After saying that, the old dean left on his crane.    

"Why does this story sound like a calabash doll to me?"    

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao rubbed his nose and muttered in a low voice.    

"Grandfather actually didn't die of old age, but was killed by bad people, and then seven calabash dolls went to seek revenge on the bad people?"    

... "" Zhan Lu and the other three had very sharp hearing. When they heard Wang Xiao's words, the corners of their mouths twitched. Six pairs of eyes stared at Wang Xiao with resentment.    

"Cough cough..."    

Sensing the gazes of the six people, Wang Xiao awkwardly coughed a few times. He said to Zhan Lu again, "I have a rich imagination. Continue!"    

Zhan Lu then looked away. He was silent for a few seconds, as if he was sorting out his words. Then he continued to speak.    

Not long after the old dean died, the orphanage was also demolished. After the seven brothers discussed, they decided to follow the map and search for what the old dean had said that belonged to them.    

They spent a month to finally find the mark on the map. It was a huge cave.    

When they walked into the cave and saw the seven tombstones in the cave, they were all shocked. When they saw the Famous Sword stuck in the tombstones, they could not help but hesitate.    

The sixth person was tall and strong, but he was very timid. He was a little scared when he saw the tombstones, but he held back his fear. He asked the other brothers about the things the old dean asked them to retrieve... It should be the sword on the seven tombstones, right?    

The other brothers were also confused. At this moment, the eldest Xuanyuan also spoke. It seemed like there were only these seven tombstones and seven swords in the cave. These seven swords should be the thing they were looking for.    

After saying that, their eldest brother, Xuanyuan, asked them to go and retrieve them together. Zhan Lu had a feeling that these seven tombstones must have something to do with the seven brothers.    

"The sword tomb that buried the seven Famous Swords? I'm afraid that the owners of those seven tombstones aren't ordinary people!"    

When Wang Xiao heard this, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but say.    

Since ancient times, swords were the weapons of gentlemen, and the Famous Sword in the Famous Sword Manual were even more intelligent.    

Those who could have Famous Sword were definitely not ordinary people!    

"Mm!" Zhan Lu nodded and said, "They are all the previous generation's Seven Swords Swordmasters, but there is no name on the tombstone, and they all have a sword language!"    

At this point, Zhan Lu's expression became serious as he said in a deep voice, "These seven Famous Swords seem to have their own consciousness and will choose their own master. It seems that only our thoughts are similar to the previous generation's Sword Master's, and the words on the tombstones are similar. Talent! We will be able to obtain the approval of the Famous Sword!"    

"Oh? Then what is the sword language of the Famous Sword in your hands?"    

When Wang Xiao heard this, his face revealed an expression of interest as he asked.    

Regarding the matter of the Famous Sword choosing its master, he did not find it strange. This was something that was commonly heard since ancient times.    

When a sword fell into the hands of a person who was acknowledged by the sword, it would be incomparably sharp. If it fell into the hands of a person who wasn't acknowledged by the sword, the sword would rather break than be firm!    

"Sir, my Zhan Lu's Sword Words are: Holding my sword and performing the courtesy of a gentleman. Are you willing?"    

Zhan Lu stroked Zhan Lu's sword in his hand as he spoke to Wang Xiao.    

His body exuded the aura of a gentleman. It was as if Zhan Lu's sword had nurtured his noble temperament.    

"Oh? Interesting." The interest on Wang Xiao's face intensified when he heard this. He glanced at Xuanyuan, who was engaged in an intense battle with Yamamoto Tatari, and asked:    

" What about your boss's Xuanyuan Sword? "    

Hearing Wang Xiao's words, Zhan Lu's expression instantly became solemn. He straightened his back slightly, and the few brothers behind him also had solemn expressions.    

Seeing Zhan Lu and his brothers suddenly become so serious, Wang Xiao could not help but become serious.    

"Boss' Xuanyuan Sword is the Sword of Yan Huang, its sword language is..."    

At this time, Zhan Lu also opened his mouth, and his voice was loud and powerful.    

"How fortunate I am to have the blood of the Yellow Flame flowing in my life, and the body of the Yellow Flame!"    

Hearing Zhan Lu's words, Wang Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in Xuanyuan's hand.    

When the bronze sword was swung, the sound of a dragon's roar echoed in the air...