The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Everyone looked at Ye Shaohan strangely. Indeed, it was undoubtedly a miracle in the eyes of everyone that a child from a mere family could become such a strong man.
On the other hand, Wuhen had countless pills, countless techniques, and guidance from countless strong men, but under such generous conditions, he still lost to Ye Shaohan.
Slap in the face! Another slap in the face, Wuhen's face was gloomy, knowing that he could not match Ye Shaohan in terms of words, Wuhen snorted coldly and said: "Today is destined to not be the same as before, and the result is that I win!"
Jian Mei frowned slightly, and the messenger from the Moon Temple frowned slightly. His beautiful eyes were switching between Ye Shaohan and Wuhen. He had to admit that in terms of appearance and temperament, the man named Ye Shaohan was obviously better.
"There are always too many people who feel good about themselves in this world, what do you think?" After saying this, Ye Shaohan said to Zhang Ming and Fatty Xiao: "I'm talking a lot of nonsense today!"
Hearing this, Zhang Ming didn't say anything, but nodded directly, while Fatty Xiao said quite seriously: "There are indeed many, not at all like you in the past!"
"Things are different and people are different. Revisiting old places always leads to nonsense!" Ye Shaohan also said seriously.
Seeing Ye Shaohan and others turning a blind eye, many of the guests smiled bitterly. These guys were really courageous. They didn't see Sect Leader Yue's expression so gloomy.
Most of the guests present were not optimistic about the Ye family. After all, there were nearly eight Lingzong realm warriors in the Sword God Sect, not to mention there were only four in the Ye family.
"As arrogant as ever!" Wuhen took a step forward, and his sword platform shook in vain. He held the sword behind his back and unsheathed his long sword, causing a sharp sound of breaking wind.
"A hundred swords, I only need a hundred swords, and I can defeat you!" With the long sword, the general trend gathered, and the traceless man floated up.
"There is no suspense, it's just a hundred swords!" A shocking sword intent burst out from Wuhen's body, and its shocking sword intent directly penetrated the void above, and the dark space cracks spread out.
This sword intention is integrated with the sword intention in the Nirvana Pill. Therefore, this sword intention is extremely terrifying, at least in Wuhen's view.
The sword intent filled the air, and the guests present felt a coercion. They mobilized their spiritual energy to resist the pressure. They looked at Wuhen in the void with shocked faces, secretly thinking that the sword intent was terrifying.
Feeling this different sword intent from the past, Ye Shaohan rarely glanced at Wuhen. This sword intent was much more terrifying than a few months ago, but how could the two sword intents be unable to merge!
"This sword intention is no longer your sword intention, Wuhen, is this what you rely on?" Ye Shaohan said calmly, always so calm.
Holding the long sword, Wuhen stepped forward step by step. Every time he took a step, the ripples in the space spread out. At the same time, Wuhen's aura surged several points.
"Use my sword intention to break your sword intention!" Wuhen said lightly, feeling the surging power in his body, Wuhen also calmed down.
"If that's all, then the Seven Swords are enough!" Ye Shaohan also took a step forward and said calmly: "If you lose, then you will abdicate. You are not worthy of being the leader of the Sword God Sect!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole place immediately became excited. Seven Swords defeated Wuhen? Is this possible?
Although Ye Shaohan had killed Lingzong realm warriors, could Wuhen be comparable to those Lingzong realm warriors?
The most shocking thing is that Ye Shaohan actually wants to abdicate without trace. Thinking of the succession ceremony a few days ago, some people can see that Ye Shaohan is here to seek revenge today.
Luoxia Peak, on its long sword path, the disciples of Luoxia Peak stood neatly in front of the stone statue of the Moon God, looking out at the figure in the void, that person was the master of Luoxia Peak.
Although Wuhen announced that Ye Shaohan had betrayed the Sword God Sect, the Luoxia Peak disciples always believed that Ye Shaohan was the master of Luoxia Peak, and this would never change.
Hearing this, Wuhen smiled instead of getting angry. He stared at Ye Shaohan and counted his breaths. He shook his head and said, "It seems that your coming today is not as simple as seeking revenge. Is it just seven swords?"
"If you can defeat me with seven swords, then why do you have the face to be the sect leader? If I defeat you with seven swords, then I will abdicate. If not, then you will accompany the entire Ye family. Do you dare?" Wuhen said lightly.
road.
The general trend is condensing, and the general trend of Sword God Sect is condensing on Wuhen. Wuhen's words and words are enough to stir up the surrounding space.
"The entire Ye family!" Ye Shaohan looked at Wuhen with deep meaning and chuckled: "If you want to include the entire Ye family, then it's not just as simple as abdicating the throne, I want to be the leader of the Sword God Sect!"
Before the words were finished, the discussion in the audience suddenly stopped. All the guests looked at Ye Shaohan strangely. Ye Shaohan's ambition was not small. He actually wanted to be the leader of the Sword God Sect?
Wuhen Jian frowned slightly, looked at each other, and the situation around him became more and more terrifying, and he shouted coldly: "If you defeat me with Seven Swords, then why not give up the position of the sect leader to you? If not, then your Ye family is doomed.
Want to be removed!"
Seeing Wuhen making such a promise, the expressions of Yue Jingxian and others changed. Although Wuhen's strength has greatly increased after months of hard training, his opponent is Ye Shaohan after all. The battle a few months ago was very difficult for him.
Yue Jingxian and others were deeply impressed.
But Ye Shaohan, who is now a member of the Ling Sect, has even more terrifying strength. Ye Shaohan dares to say such words, which means that he is confident. Therefore, Yue Jingxian and others think that Wuhen's move is inappropriate.
If he really loses, then it would be child's play to give up the position of sect leader to Ye Shaohan. How can the leader of a dignified sect just give up?
Obviously, Yue Jingxian and others subconsciously believed that Wuhen would lose to Ye Shaohan. Standing up, Yue Jingxian said in a deep voice: "Hen'er, how can you give up the position of sect leader just by saying? This is no child's play!"
Hearing the dissuasion in Yue Jingxian's words, Wuhen's expression changed. He turned his back to Yue Jingxian and said softly: "Does the father think that his son will lose to Ye Shaohan in Seven Swords?"
"Does my father think that I am so weak that I can't take on the Seven Swords?" There is no reason to be angry. If ordinary people said that he was not as good as Ye Shaohan, Wuhen would only sneer. However, the same is true for his most respected father now.
"Jingxian, it's okay, let Hen'er make the decision. If you don't experience the wind and rain, how can you see the rainbow! It's just Seven Swords, I don't believe that my brother Yue will be so bad!"
A voice sounded in Yue Jingxian's ears. Yue Jingxian was no stranger to this voice. It was the voice of his father Yue Feng.
"Father is watching the battle from the side. If Ye Shaohan's strength is really that incredible, as long as his father secretly takes action, Ye Shaohan will never be able to defeat Hen'er within seven swords!" Thinking of this, Yue Jingxian did not dissuade him and said solemnly:
"Remember, beat him!"
Hearing this, Wuhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face again.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan glanced at the sky without any trace, and said secretly: "This old guy is here too, but the result is still the same as the setting and will not change!"
"Fight!" Wuhen stopped, his shouts wafted out like thunder, and the atmosphere in the void immediately became tense.
With fighting intent reaching the sky, he stood with his sword in hand, Wuhen like a god descending to earth, his long hair flying up, hitting the petals around him.
Countless eyes in the audience fell on Wuhen. Undoubtedly, Wuhen's every move attracted the attention of the entire audience.
The past few months of inhuman cultivation were not just for today. Today, I Wuhen will trample your Ye Shaohan's pride until it is worthless.
Wuhen took another step, and the cracks in the dark space spread out. No one knew what he had experienced this month. He was confident that no one could withstand that kind of inhuman training.
In Wuhen's body, a wisp of black energy spread out from the surging spiritual energy. The black energy flow turned away, and Wuhen's spiritual energy surged again.
When Wang Lin was entrusted by Huang Lingtian to hand over the Wuhen Nirvana Pill, the pill already contained a ray of black energy. It was precisely because of this black energy that Wuhen was able to fuse the two sword intentions together.
It was precisely because of this wisp of black energy that Wuhen had months of inhuman cultivation, and the result was that Wuhen's cultivation level skyrocketed.
In Wuhen's view, this wisp of black energy was his lucky star. As the black energy circulated, the surging spiritual energy circulated, hitting the meridians, and a burst of heartbreaking pain swept over him.
The resentment in his heart has taken over his whole body. Wuhen just endures the heartbreaking pain silently. As long as he gets strength, this pain is nothing.
The fighting spirit skyrocketed again, and the momentum gathered like crazy. For a time, Wuhen's momentum reached its peak. Under this momentum, no one dared to underestimate the new sect leader, even the envoys of the three halls.
And in a corner of the endless Sword God Mountain Range, a black shadow emerged from the rocks. The black shadow was wrapped in a loose black robe, making it difficult to see its true face.
The breeze blew, blowing the black hat on his head, and his handsome and heroic face appeared in the sun. It was Huang Lingtian.
Huang Lingtian raised his head, looked at the five peaks of the Sword God, and murmured softly: "Be angry! When the black energy flows throughout the body, then the Sword God Sect will be mine!"
"Quack! Fairy Yue Jing, I wonder what you think when you see your son turned into a puppet with your own hands!" His sneer floated in the mountains and forests, and Huang Lingtian's figure disappeared with the wind.
Following closely behind were dozens of black figures. These figures were like solitary tigers, flying over the cliffs, making no sound and making them look extremely strange.
On the Sword God Peak, the general situation gathered, Wuhen held the sword, and when the fighting spirit reached its peak, Wuhen shouted again: "Fight!"
Feeling this sky-high fighting spirit, everyone seemed to be infected by Wuhen. Even the Sword God Sect disciples from other peaks looked at Wuhen in surprise, not expecting that he actually had such fighting spirit.
For a warrior to have such a fighting spirit is enough to be admired. For a moment, expressions of admiration emerged one after another.
This was something Wuhen didn't expect. At this moment, Wuhen's attention fell completely on Ye Shaohan, his eyes as sharp as a sharp sword.
"The warrior's fighting spirit!" Zhang Ming spoke for the first time, and a burst of spiritual energy circulated, and the pressure of several meters around him immediately disappeared.