The head of the Dongling Sect twitched at the corner of his mouth as he looked at the elder who had been upright and upright just now and turned into a dog-legged figure in the blink of an eye. He didn't know how he felt in his heart.
However, as a spiritual formation master, he also understood what the elders were doing.
What Xiao Han mastered was a powerful weapon that could fundamentally strengthen combat capabilities and improve the status of spiritual formation masters. It almost hit the key points and weaknesses of every spiritual formation master.
After all, who doesn’t have the heart to kill everyone?
He now somewhat understands Xiao Han's confidence in uniting the four sects, but no spiritual master can resist such temptation.
When robbery is unrealistic, joining is the only thing that should be done.
Xiao Han smiled and enjoyed the 180-degree change in Dongling Sect's attitude.
"I take over as the sect leader. Do you have any opinions now?"
"You can bring it up."
Xiao Han said seemingly democratically.
"No."
"We firmly support the decision of the sect leader."
Um?!
Everyone looked at the source of the sound with blank faces.
I saw that the head of the Dongling Sect had an unusually clear attitude in supporting Xiao Han's decision to become the head of the sect, which made people doubt whether Xiao Han occupied his position.
Even the leading sect leader agreed, and the others had no reason to object and expressed their agreement one after another.
"Sect Master, are you planning to incorporate the other three sects?"
When the Dongling Sect's affairs came to an end, Yang Ling, the former Dongling Sect's sect leader and current deputy sect leader, took the initiative to step forward and ask.
"What do you suggest?"
Xiao Han asked rhetorically.
"I suggest that the lord, the sect leader, start from Nanbian Pavilion first."
"What's the explanation?"
Yang Ling said confidently: "For the information of the sect master, although the remaining three families are about the same in terms of overall strength, in terms of combat power, Nanren Pavilion is the leader."
"and……"
"The people in Nanren Pavilion are all a bunch of rough guys." Yang Ling seemed to have remembered something, with a complicated look on his face.
"They believe in the strong. As long as the sect leader can conquer them together in the spiritual formation, they will be conquered with certainty."
"As long as Nanren Pavilion is conquered, the other two forces will be defeated and cannot make any big waves."
"Okay, you will be the guide for this trip to Nanren Pavilion."
Xiao Han finally agreed to Yang Ling's suggestion.
…
"You're being conservative!"
Xiao Han's tone was complicated. When he stood in front of the mountain gate of Nanren Pavilion, he once again had a profound understanding of the former's style mentioned by Yang Ling.
Hearing this, Yang Ling smiled coquettishly, and looked at the messy gate of Nanren Pavilion with a chill in his heart.
Today it was really a knife stabbing my butt - it opened my eyes.
grass!
Can anyone tell him which sect's disciples would fight directly in front of the mountain gate?
If it were an ordinary spiritual power sect, that would be fine. This was still the power of a spiritual formation master.
He is simply more hooligan than a bandit!
A profound explanation of what it means to be "a spiritual formation master who cannot fight hand to hand is not a serious hooligan"!
If the Nanren Pavilion disciples who were fighting were all using spiritual formations, he would have doubted whether he had gone to the wrong place.
"The head of Dongling Sect is here to visit, please let me know."
Yang Ling took the initiative to negotiate.
However, the response given to him by the Nanbian Pavilion disciples was an attacking spiritual formation. The moment the fire dragon rushed in front of Yang Ling, the latter's heart was trembling.
"Sect Master, I'm sorry."
He turned his head and gave Xiao Han a difficult smile, then the spiritual seals burst out overwhelmingly, and he walked towards the melee crowd step by step.
I, a high-level spiritual formation master, can’t deal with a few brats?
"Ten Thousand Binding Spirit Formation!"
Countless chains bared their teeth and claws behind Yang Ling, and shot out at the people of Nanren Pavilion in front.
After ten breaths of time, there was a crisp crackling sound, Yang Ling stared at the Nanren Pavilion disciple who was tied up by the Five Flowers with an expressionless face,
"Tell me, where is your sect master?"
"Are you the leader of Dongling Sect?!"
The disciple's eyes widened, and it was only then that he realized the person in front of him.
"Eh……"
Yang Ling, however, hurriedly denied it and signaled to Xiao Han, who was standing calmly behind him,
"That one is the sect leader of our Dongling Sect."
Then, he met a pair of contemptuous eyes,
"Are you fooling two idiots? Do you really think I don't know the appearance of the four sect leaders?"
"It seems that our pavilion master is right. Dongling Sect has indeed declined. Even the sect master dare not admit that he is..."
"Snapped!"
Yang Ling slapped the Nanren Pavilion disciple on the head.
"Ouch!"
"Did your sect leader also say that you should not challenge a strong person you cannot afford to provoke in person?"
Staring at the Hanhan shaking his head in front of him, Yang Ling felt helpless in his heart. He was a senior and it was not convenient for him to argue with a group of juniors.
This is the bad thing about dealing with Nanrenge. He is a garrulous person and a naive person.
Be angry, it's not worth it, but endure it, you won't be angry!
Two words, uncomfortable!
"Sect Master." Yang Ling returned to Xiao Han again.
"The elder of Nanren Pavilion has probably noticed the strange movement in front of the mountain gate and will be here soon."
"Um."
Xiao Han nodded first, then recalled the way Yang Ling communicated with the Nanren Pavilion disciple just now, and couldn't help laughing:
"You do have a good temper."
"Alas!" Yang Ling's face stiffened and he sighed:
"metropolitan……"
He is not a cruel person, and a harmless offense will not lead to serious consequences.
"Okay, the person we are waiting for has arrived."
Raising his hand to stop what Yang Ling was about to say, Xiao Han focused his gaze on the stream of light roaring in the distance.
"Who dares to cause trouble in front of my Nanren Pavilion Mountain Gate!"
Before the person arrived, the voice had already arrived, and the old man's energetic voice resounded through the mountain gate.
"Bang!"
The figure of a skinny old man emerged from the thick smoke. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't be able to believe that the source of the sound was such an almost frail old man.
"Master Yang?"
The old man recognized Yang Ling at a glance, casually cupped his hand and said hello, ignoring Xiao Han who was standing aside. In his opinion, the former was just a follower and was nothing to worry about.
"Old man Yao, this is the current head of our Dongling Sect."
It was obviously not the first time that Yang Ling had dealt with this skinny old man, so he corrected Old Yao's mistake with his forehead.
"Dongling Sect has changed its leader?"
It was only then that Old Yao looked at Xiao Han seriously, although his tone was still not much better.
"A new face?"
Old Yao moved his eyes flexibly a few times and smiled at Xiao Han.
"Just took over?"
Xiao Han laughed secretly in his heart, but remained calm on the surface and responded:
"I just took over the position of sect leader a while ago."
"Spar with me, old man?"
Old Yao rubbed his hands and said excitedly.
"Old man Yao..."
As soon as Yang Ling's expression changed, he knew in his heart that something bad was going to happen.
He knew the character of Nanren Pavilion very well. Everyone was keen on fighting. Even he, the former master of Dongling Sect, had encountered this kind of competition countless times.
In particular, Elder Yao is the leader of Nanren Pavilion. He is ranked among the top three in the sect. Whenever he encounters a master, he wants to compete with him.
He understood that Elder Yao knew that the beings who were qualified to become the leader of the Dongling Sect were not strong enough and had no hope of winning. Perhaps they were just aiming to challenge the strong ones.
But if the gap is too big, it will be hit. Yang Ling wants to save this lamb that has gone astray.
However……
"Okay, stop talking." Old Yao interrupted nonchalantly.
"I'm talking to your sect master."
"Okay." Yang Ling laughed angrily, stepped aside without saying a word, and watched coldly. This old boy didn't shed tears when he didn't see the coffin. It's all his own doing!
"Okay, let's have a discussion and stop at the end."
Xiao Han followed Old Man Yao's wishes and said in a wise manner.
"Good boy, so refreshing!"
Old Man Yao was extremely excited, "Just say this to you, I will give you three moves."
Yang Ling covered her face: You think your death is not miserable enough, right?
"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey."
Xiao Han slightly cupped his hands and took the lead to take action, the spiritual formation unfolded, and Old Man Yao took the move...
"Elder Yao, I accept it!"
Xiao Han calmly withdrew the lethal spiritual array he was about to release, bypassing Elder Yao who was already on the verge of collapse.
"If I had known today, why did I do it in the first place?"
Yang Ling looked at the nonsense-talking Elder Yao with pity and walked over.