At that moment, a disciple whispered: "Master Zhu, please draw your sword."
"Yes, Master Zhu, please draw your sword quickly."
"Uncle Ling, isn't this bad?"
"Uncle Ling..."
Zhu Tianzhi was popular, but there seemed to be more people supporting Ling Wushang. For a moment, there was a commotion outside Liuyun Valley. The surrounding area had long been illuminated by many torches and glowing ores.
Bi Xuanshan was silent. No matter how the elders winked at him, he ignored them. Just ignore them. He even touched his beard and muttered in a low voice: "Oh my, I'm really old. I can't see."
I understand, my old eyes are dim, ugh..." Several elders almost vomited blood after hearing this. Who just said with a majestic look that he was not old yet, and now he is talking to himself, overturning what he said before.
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Zhu Tianzhi was actually happy at this time. And Bi Xuanshan didn't say anything, which meant that he acquiesced in Ling Wushang's behavior. Taking his sword? Haha, Yelang is really arrogant, Ling Wushang thought he was
Who is it? It’s just a sword strike. From now on, Ling Wushang will no longer compete with him for the position of the next sect leader. Will he refuse such a good thing? Of course not!
"Junior Brother Ling, don't act impulsively..." Zhu Tianzhi also wanted to put on the airs of a senior brother and say a few words with sincerity, so as to highlight his magnanimity without exposing his ambition. But he has not finished speaking yet.
, was interrupted coldly by Ling Wushang.
"Don't talk nonsense, draw your sword. I said, as long as you take my sword, I will withdraw from the battle for the next sect leader." Ling Wushang's voice was as cold as a thousand-year glacier.
Zhu Tianzhi was also a little angry. Being repeatedly despised by Ling Wushang made even a clay figure angry. He finally slowly pulled out his sword, frowned, and exuded a compelling aura.
"Late Tianyuan period!" someone exclaimed.
Zhu Tianzhi's cultivation has actually reached the late Tianyuan stage! Remember that the last martial arts competition was only in the early Tianyuan stage, right? In just a short period of time, he passed from the early stage of Tianyuan to the middle stage and was promoted to the late stage of Tianyuan. Zhu Tianzhi's qualifications and cultivation are really impressive.
Astonishing, he is worthy of being the disciple of the sect master.
"Junior Brother Ling, draw your sword!" Zhu Tianzhi said in a cold voice with great momentum. In his opinion, tonight is the inevitable victory, and it is also the time when the dust has settled. In the future, he will definitely take over as the leader of Liuyun Sect.
By myself.
Elder He and others looked at this scene in a daze. How did things turn out like this? It was originally supposed to deal with the matter of outsiders trespassing into Liuyun Valley, why did it become a bet between Ling Wushang and Zhu Tianzhi? And this
The bet on the plane is too ridiculous. Where does that leave the current sect leader? As for the sect leader, why don’t you stop such a ridiculous bet?
The elders collectively turned to look at Bi Xuanshan, only to see Bi Xuanshan looking at the sky and picking his nose...
Oh... no, this is not their wise and powerful sect leader. The elders turned away sadly, no longer looking at Bi Xuanshan, but turned to watch the duel between Ling Wushang and Zhu Tianzhi.
Ling Yichen and the others had also arrived early, and they had seen everything that happened in front of them. Of course, they understood what was going on.
"Do you think Brother Ling will have any problems?" Lan Xinyu asked in a low voice.
"The loser will not be Brother Ling." Ling Yichen's voice was very soft, but there was absolute trust in Ling Wushang in his tone. Yes, Ling Wushang will not lose! He will definitely not lose!