When he saw Cao Qingyang's eyes, he looked like he wanted to eat him alive.
Wang Chengyun's face turned green, and he felt regretful in his heart. If he had known that Di Zhengrong was so mean, even his father's Supreme Order was brought out just to make a fuss, what did he do to provoke him?
In the main hall.
There was silence!
Everyone's eyes fell on him, looking at him with a strange expression.
Wang Chengyun was also extremely depressed. He knew that if he didn't solve the Supreme Ling's problem today and allowed the Yuhua Sect to create a Grandmaster-level Supreme Elder out of thin air, Cao Qingyang would really tear him alive. He twitched the corners of his mouth a few times.
, looked at Di Zhengrong, and earnestly advised him, saying: "Elder Di, the Supreme Lord's matter is related to the face of the sect. How can it be such a child's play? You should take the token back!"
"Since when did this elder become a childish person?"
Di Zhengrong snorted, looked at him sideways and sneered, saying: "This token was taken out by my father when he was dying. His original intention was to let me choose a supreme elder who can inherit his mantle.
, if the sect master and the elders are not satisfied, they can call everyone back and change this rule, and I have nothing to say."
Change the rules?
You said it so lightly.
Cao Qingyang snorted, his back molars almost shattered, and he couldn't help but cursed in his heart. How could the rules set by his ancestors be changed at will?
He glanced at Wang Chengyun coldly and said in an indifferent tone: "Elder... elder, you can do whatever you want."
He is not my Supreme Commander.
What am I looking at...
Hearing Cao Qingyang's ultimatum, Wang Chengyun also went crazy. He looked at Di Zhengrong with a livid face, clenched his fists so hard that they made a 'pop', 'pop' sound, and said: "Fifth Elder, you have thought clearly.
If outsiders knew that our Yuhua Sect’s Supreme Elder didn’t even condense the Golden Core, how big of a joke would it be?”
"What joke?
I said, Senior Ye’s strength is no worse than those of those who return to the void."
Di Zhengrong's path is inaccessible to oil and salt.
"You...bastard, you..."
Seeing his father, he was so angry with Di Zhengrong that he was a little incoherent. The middle-aged man standing aside looked at Ye Xiu, then walked out and said with a smile: "Father, calm down first.
Since the Fifth Elder said that this Master Ye is not as weak as Hui, let the child go and give it a try. After all, the previous Taishang Elder contributed to the Yuhua Sect. We will not bully others. As long as he can be in my position
The late Nascent Soul can survive ten...twenty breaths of time under his hands, so what's the harm in giving it to him?"
Drawing fire under the cauldron?
Many elders' eyes lit up.
This is a good idea, absolutely impeccable. Didn't you, Di Zhengrong, keep saying that his strength is no worse than that of the Return to the Void Realm?
We won’t bully you, and we don’t even need to fight in the God Transformation realm. Since he is no worse than Huixu, in the hands of a late Nascent Soul, it should be easy to survive twenty breaths, right?
If you can't even do this, what shame do you have to force the Supreme Commander's order on him?
As for the odds of winning…
They didn't even think about it.
How big is the gap between Grandmaster and Yuanying?
It can no longer be said to be a gap, but to be regarded as heaven and earth. Many people couldn't help but laugh out loud and looked at Di Zhengrong jokingly. In their opinion, even if Ye Xiu is really talented, with his cultivation at the master level
, he can compete with a pill-forming warrior like Luo Yuheng, but there is no way to compare with Yuanying. The two are not on the same level. In such a competition, he can resist Wang Bingyuan, not to mention that he can last for twenty breaths.
The breath he exhaled without causing any injuries was enough to surprise these elders.
Even Cao Qingyang showed a long-lost smile and looked at Wang Chengyun meaningfully.
Its meaning is self-evident.
Wang Chengyun smiled and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He raised his eyelids and looked at Di Zhengrong and asked calmly: "Elder Di, what do you think of this proposal?"
"Made, you are all old foxes. There will be times when you will regret it."
Di Zhengrong cursed secretly and turned pale. If it wasn't for Qingyun Valley and he didn't dare to lie, he really wanted Ye Xiu to take out the Qingyun Immortal Order and throw it in these people's faces to see if they dared
He didn't dare to chirp, and as for the competition, he didn't dare to make the decision for Ye Xiu, so he could only look at him with a questioning face.
"The late Nascent Soul stage?
Then give it a try.”
Ye Xiu smiled and nodded. He did not refuse Di Zhengrong's kindness. He looked harmless to humans and animals, but it made many elders laugh. This supreme elder of the Yuhua Sect was of great benefit to him, so he was naturally reluctant to part with it.
Missing it, I saw Wang Bingyuan and walked out eagerly. Luo Yuheng, who was standing not far away, looked at him with sympathy.
I really sympathize...
This method is indeed a good one. Thinking of his words of 'don't bully others' and 'no need to become a god'... She who never liked gossip could not help but guess at this moment that Wang Chengyun's only son, after the competition,
Will he be beaten to death by his father?
How dare a late Nascent Soul be so inflated?
If you knew that he could even slap Dugu Qiu to death at the peak of Nascent Soul, and that he could crush the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation with one sword, would you still be so optimistic?
She also did not remind Cao Qingyang. After all, it was something she would like to see Ye Xiu take the position of Supreme Elder and be tied to the Yuhua Sect.
Everyone else had little confidence in Ye Xiu, but she was the only one who knew how terrifying this young man who couldn't understand his realm was.
"Master Ye...Alchemy, this place is too small. Do you want to change places and go to our Yuhua Sect's martial arts arena?"
Wang Bingyuan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Ye Xiu with a smile.
"No."
Ye Xiu shook his head and said calmly, "It's just a matter of a few slaps anyway."
"Haha, I do have self-awareness."
Wang Bingyuan sneered in his heart. Although he thought Ye Xiu was mocking himself, he just nodded lightly and did not use words to ridicule him. The other party was an alchemist after all. Regardless of his rank, he might be begging for help in the future. See
When they arrived at Di Zhengrong, Luo Yuheng retreated far away, and he no longer hesitated. The aura of the late Nascent Soul was "Bang!"
A loud sound swept out, and he looked at Ye Xiu silently and said: "Master Ye, your fists and feet have no eyes, I will not show mercy."
"Open Heavenly Sword."
Buzz buzz!
Wang Bingyuan roared, jumped up suddenly, and the true energy in his body instantly turned into majestic sword energy, condensed into sword intent, and slashed Ye Xiu with one strike: "Broken!"
"How dare you use this little sword power to show your shame?
If you can survive three breaths, Your Majesty will order me to return it immediately."
Ye Xiu's face turned cold and he snorted in his nose. Now he was competing for the position of Supreme Elder. Naturally, he would no longer hide his clumsiness. It didn't matter whether he was the son of the Supreme Elder or not. If he didn't convince him, he wouldn't even be able to convince him.
I'm afraid Di Zhengrong will regret it and leave the Supreme Commander's order to him, right?
I saw that he ignored the intention of the knife, stretched out his hand to grab Wang Bingyuan's ankle, and said in a cold voice: "Get off here."