"Be prepared to take over as the master of the Zhanchen Sect!"
Ye Qian said lightly that in his eyes, the Fan family brothers would definitely die.
It's perfectly normal to be replaced by Sun Zhijun, who signed the slave blood contract and is the elder of Zhanchen Sect's inner sect.
"Oh!" Sun Zhijun nodded confusedly. If Ye Qian hadn't interfered to disrupt the situation, whether it was the Fan family brothers or Elder Gong, there were people from the sect master. It is most likely that this time the sect master and Shen Wu
The Supreme Sword was separated by chance, one for each family.
With Ye Qian here, she might really be able to get her wish and become the leader of the Zhanchen Sect. But what's the point of being such a puppet leader?
Since following Ye Qian, Sun Zhijun has lived a different life, hiding away, and has more free time to regret. If she regrets it, it will turn into accepting her fate without exception. She doesn't know where Ye Qian comes from.
Such a weird slave blood contract, one night, she even wanted to blow herself up and kill herself, but she couldn't do it.
"Here we come!" Ye Qian said calmly. The Huasheng knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a sword energy composed of purple-gold magic source spiritual power, the sixth cut of the nine illusory consecutive cuts was carried forward with the breath of the Law of Killing.
"Who!" A furious voice came from the front. Not far away, a middle-aged man in white was holding half a long sword in his hand. Bright red blood flowed from his shoulder. He was already using spiritual power and elixirs to restore the wounds, but the effect was weak.
, there is a strange murderous aura at the wound, which will destroy the spiritual power and medicinal power.
"Are you Elder Gong of the Supreme Sect?" Ye Qian came fifty meters away from the middle-aged man in white who was at the peak of the seventh level of the Peeping Dao Realm. He looked at the other man in white clothes who was at the early stage of the seventh level of the Peeping Dao Realm. He was obviously hurt.
A slightly frightened middle-aged man, this man looks a lot like Feng Yuji, the old master of the Zhanchen Sect, and he should be Feng Yuji's son Feng Tianlun.
"Yes, I am Gong Xihua of the Supreme Sect. Who are you and why did you attack us?" Gong Xihua, a middle-aged man in white, asked with a cold face, covering his bleeding arm, if he hadn't turned away just now, the whole
His right arm would be cut off by that sword energy.
"It's just a hello. Who would have thought that you would pick it up? Most people would choose to dodge at this time!"
Ye Qian rolled his eyes in his heart and said expressionlessly. To be honest, Ye Qian actually didn't expect that the knife just now could hurt this person. I can only say that Elder Gong is a bit unlucky. He transformed the Taoist weapon into a living knife, and Ye Qian
With his current level of cultivation, Gong Xihua hurriedly took the sixth cut of his illusory nine consecutive cuts with the aura of the Law of Killing. Ye Qian could only say that the ignorant are fearless and their courage is commendable.
"..." Gong Xihua's face turned dark. Is this how you say hello to your family? How about you stand there and let me stab you with the three hundred swords and give me a warm welcome?
"I am Ye Qian, the elder of the outer sect of the Zhanchen Sect. Next to me is Sun Zhijun, the elder of the inner sect. I want to make a deal with Elder Gong!" Ye Qian didn't want to talk nonsense. He was in a great mood from the moment he stepped into the Zhanchen Palace today.
She has never been very beautiful.
"What deal?" Gong Xihua in white had actually discovered Sun Zhijun a long time ago. He had had several encounters with Sun Zhijun, but they were not familiar with him. He had heard before that Sun Zhijun, Mei Su and the Gao brothers had all fallen, and they had died.
In the hands of Ye Qian and others recruited by the Fan family brothers, he didn't quite understand the current scene. Sun Zhijun stood respectfully behind Ye Qian. Not only did he not die, but he also took refuge in Ye Qian?
If Sun Zhijun is not dead, Mei Su must be fine. Is he hiding around? It seems that the situation in Zhanchen Sect is more complicated than he thought! When Gong Xihua thought of this, his pressure became even greater.
"Ye is short of people now. How about Elder Gong coming to help? When it comes to Zhanchen Sect's understanding of the Supreme Sword, Ye can make the decision and leave it to Elder Gong. However, the position of the sect leader must be taken by Elder Sun next to me!
"Ye Qian said calmly, his tone was calm, as if he was telling something ordinary.
"Elder Ye really knows how to joke!" Gong Xihua endured the pain in his shoulder. This Ye Qian was much stronger than he imagined. Even the sword in his hand gave him the same feeling as the Supreme Sword he had touched once.
.
If anyone dared to talk to him like this in ordinary times, Gong Xihua would have been furious and stabbed the person three hundred times. But now, the pain in his shoulder and the wound that would not heal reminded Gong Xihua that it was best not to be impulsive.
"What about Elder Gong's life?" When Ye Qian said this, he had already appeared less than half a meter behind Gong Xihua, and the hot breath from his mouth could spray to the back of Gong Xihua's head.
"What!" Gong Xihua was so frightened that he turned around instinctively. The broken sword shot backhand at Ye Qian behind him with milky white light, but his whole body burst out, turning into a milky white light and shooting into the distance.
This supreme sect elder Gong actually abandoned Feng Tianlun and ran away without even half of the power of the great sect elders.
"What a pity!" Ye Qian sighed softly, and the Taoist transformation knife in his hand flashed. The broken sword in Gong Xihua's hand was only the hilt. Immediately, Ye Qian disappeared again, and a purple-gold knife
Light appeared on Gong Xihua's lower body, cutting it into two parts.
Ye Qian was in mid-air and kicked Gong Xihua, who had split into two pieces, to the ground, throwing up a large amount of dust.
"Give you a chance, do you have any last words?" Ye Qian asked indifferently, looking at Gong Xihua who was vomiting blood on the ground. He would only die faster if he tried to escape. Of course, resisting would have the same result. It all depends on him.
It's a matter of mood that can be solved with a few cuts.
"Spare my life!" Gong Xihua coughed blood. His eyes were full of fear and despair at this time. How could there be such a strong person? He still had a great road ahead. The opportunity to understand the Supreme Sword was just around the corner. He was going to
Breaking through the realm and becoming an ancestor of the eighth level of the Dao Peeping Realm, he became the strongest existential question in this world. He didn’t want to fall here halfway.
"Wouldn't it be better if we could do this so quickly!" Ye Qian threw the slave blood contract next to Gong Xihua and said calmly: "Sign your name on it with blood to remind you to completely give up on yourself and serve me as your master wholeheartedly.
You must have sensed your current situation before you can sign it. Even if you get a glimpse of the seventh level of Dao Realm, it won't be delayed for long!"
Ye Qian made things very complicated last time. Now Ye Qian wants to try to see if a simple threat to his life can really make a seven-level master of the Peeping Dao Realm completely give up on himself, become a slave, and serve others.
"Okay! I sign! I sign!" Gong Xihua lay in a pool of blood and grabbed the slave blood contract beside him. He wanted to write his name without even looking at it, but no matter how he wrote, he couldn't write it on it.
Write your name.
"How is it possible? Write it for me! Write it!" Gong Xihua felt the rapid passing of vitality in his body and the gurgling blood. His face was pale and he desperately wrote his name on the slave blood contract over and over again.
But it just doesn't work.
"Why! Why..." Gong Xihua muttered to himself almost collapsed. He felt that he was already a little dizzy. This was caused by excessive blood flow. If it was just a cut in half, with his cultivation, he could stop the bleeding in minutes, but
This time, there was a strange aura lingering in the wound, making it impossible to do it.
"Don't ask for anything, give up yourself, and serve the master wholeheartedly!" Sun Zhijun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly walked up to Gong Xihua, pointed his finger at Gong Xihua's temple, and the cold and bone-chilling voice was transmitted to Gong Xihua along with spiritual power.
"Give yourself up and serve your master wholeheartedly!" Gong Xihua looked at Sun Zhijun with difficulty, as if he saw hope, and murmured to himself, finally writing the words "Gong Xihua" on the slave blood contract.
"Congratulations, Master!" Sun Zhijun bowed and complimented, but she was actually very uneasy. She didn't know why she suddenly went to help. She just saw Gong Xihua's appearance and thought of her own appearance before walking over.
"Well done!" Ye Qian lightly praised him. He didn't stop Sun Zhijun. Naturally, he still wanted to take Gong Xihua under his command. After all, Gong Xihua was the elder of the Supreme Sect. Once he conquered it, he would become the leader of the Supreme Sect.
's first tentacle.
However, even if he cannot be subdued, Ye Qian will take action at the critical moment to rescue Gong Xihua. This person is related to Ye Qian's subsequent plans and cannot die, but a scare can obviously make Gong Xihua understand the situation clearly.
Ye Qian put Gong Xihua's broken body back together, took back the murderous court spiritual power in Gong Xihua's body, and then gave Gong Xihua an eighth-grade flesh and blood regeneration pill. After about a quarter of an hour, Gong Xihua could barely walk, but his face was bleeding.
Many, some are too pale.
After doing all this, Ye Qian's eyes fell on Feng Tianlun, Feng Yuji's son who was standing beside him, trembling. He knelt down in panic and begged: "Senior, have mercy on me! Senior, have mercy on me! I was forced, I
I don’t want to be the master of the Zhanchen Sect, my senior has learned from me!”
"..." Ye Qian was speechless. This guy was even more cowardly than Gong Xihua. He had no temper at all.
"Okay, shut up!" Seeing Feng Tianlun still wailing for mercy, Ye Qian frowned and scolded him. He still had a very good impression of Feng Yuji. How could that person give birth to such a thing?
"According to what I just said, Elder Sun will take over the position of sect leader. When I go to the Zhanchen Sect, you will definitely support it, right?"
Ye Qian asked Feng Tianlun in a calm tone. Judging from this person's appearance, he would definitely not object, but some people would be stupid to new heights. This was the reason why Ye Qian gave Feng Tianlun his request in detail. He was afraid that Feng Tianlun would then
Add drama to yourself to please him.
"You must follow the orders of your seniors! The villain must say less and do less!" Feng Tianlun said with a flattering smile.
"That's good!" Ye Qian has no intention of wasting the place in the slave blood contract on Feng Tianlun. After this guy returns to the Zhanchen Gate, Ye Qian has no intention of letting him go. To be honest, he will wait until Ye Qian enters.
As the master of the Supreme Sect, he didn't mind letting Feng Tianlun go. He was dishonest. When Sun Zhijun's position as the leader of the sect was stable, he would directly kill him to refine the origin of the world.
Feng Tianlun only has two world origins in his body, which is not ordinary, but no matter how little mosquito meat there is, it can still be regarded as meaty...