The first thousand nine hundred and sixty-three chapters Zi Yao Xinghe Divine Sword
Looking at the divine sword filled with purple spirit in front of him, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed satisfaction.
This sword is a divine sword made by Xiao Hei using the sacred sand of Ziyao Galaxy as the material. It has exquisite shape and extremely powerful power.
Zhuo Wen named this sword the Purple Star River Divine Sword. It has to be said that Xiao Hei's refining method is indeed superb, fully highlighting the characteristics of the Purple Star River Divine Sand.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen danced with his right hand, and the divine sword cut through the space. Zhuo Wen found that all the divine consciousness he derived had been cut off by the Ziyao Galaxy Divine Sword. Even after the divine consciousness was cut off, a devouring force of purple intention followed.
With his spiritual consciousness, it spread towards his soul.
Withdrawing his spiritual consciousness, Zhuo Wen showed a look of satisfaction. This Purple Galaxy Divine Sword is not only sharp, but its terrifying ability to cut off his spiritual consciousness may also interfere with the opponent. Coupled with his Soul Captivating Needle, it can be said that it is absolutely powerful.
It's his big trump card.
Moreover, Xiao Hei also has a more powerful and terrifying Ji Dao Fire Sword. If Xiao Hei can successfully refine the Ji Dao Fire Sword as a sword slave, it will be of greater help to him.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Zhuo Wen knew that it was Yun Chuyu who was looking for him. Thinking about it now, it seemed that three days had passed, and the inauguration ceremony of the sect leader was about to begin.
Opening the door, Yun Chuyu and Shao Tong were waiting outside.
However, the two women were fully armed, and they didn't look like they were attending a ceremony at all, but more like they were going to fight.
"Brother Zhuo, I'm begging you!" Yun Chuyu and Shao Tong said to Zhuo Wen with fists in their hands.
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly and said: "Let's go! Miss Yun has the Sect Master's Token on her body. It is not Zhao Yin who has the final say on who is qualified to become the Sect Master of Ziwei Sect."
The Elder Peak of the Ziwei Sect was extremely lively at the moment, with many disciples of the Ziwei Sect swarming into the Elder Peak.
Not only that, the true gods from other forces in the Ziwei Galaxy were also invited.
Six old men were sitting on the white jade high platform, and countless disciples of Ziwei Sect were standing under the stage.
"Since we are electing a new sect leader to succeed us, why isn't our sect master Yin here?"
There was a lot of discussion in the audience. The election of a new sect leader was a major event, and many disciples of the Ziwei Sect gathered here.
But most of the disciples were a little confused about Yin Bingyun's absence.
Regarding Yin Bingyun's affairs, very few people in the Ziwei Sect knew about it. Only a few high-level officials knew about Yin Bingyun's specific situation, and these high-level officials naturally included the Great Elder Zhao Yin.
Among the six old men on the stage, a slender old man in a white robe stood up and pressed his hands forward, and the noise in the audience completely calmed down.
"Today is the meeting for the selection of the new sect leader. Maybe everyone is wondering why Sect Master Yin is absent? In fact, Sect Master Yin is not feeling well and cannot leave the sect master's hall for the time being. Therefore, I will act as the proxy for this new sect leader selection ceremony."
The old man in white robe is Zhao Yin, the great elder of Ziwei Sect. His status is only lower than that of Yin Bingyun. Although many disciples in the sect have noticed that something is wrong, no one dares to disobey Zhao Yin.
In addition, Yin Bingyun has rarely appeared in the Ziwei Sect in the past thousands of years, and has not managed the affairs within the sect. As a result, Zhao Yin gradually took the power of the Ziwei Sect into his hands, and even the other five elders gradually
Became bribed by Zhao Yin.
"Haha, Elder Zhao, the world is dominated by young people now. We older generations don't need to get involved in the position of sect leader. I think in our Ziwei Sect, whether it is talent, strength, or character, I think
Zhao Yang is the most suitable successor to the new sect leader."
A slightly short old man in a blue robe stood up quickly and laughed.
The other four elders also agreed with the short old man's words.
Zhao Yin waved his hand and said rather modestly: "Although Zhao Yang is good, the other disciples in the sect are not bad either. The succession of the new sect leader must be fair and just."
Saying that, Zhao Yin winked at Zhao Yang who was standing in the audience. Zhao Yang smiled slightly, stepped out, landed on the stage, clasped his fists to the many disciples in the audience and said: "The great elder is right,
Whether Zhao Yang is qualified to become the sect leader or not, I would like to ask all the brothers to test it."
"If any of the brothers are dissatisfied, feel free to come up and challenge Zhao. Zhao will take over. If Zhao can be defeated, Zhao will naturally be embarrassed to take the position of sect leader."
As soon as Zhao Yang said this, the audience was completely silent, and no one came up to challenge Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang's talent is good, his cultivation has reached the peak of the gods, and he has the support of these six elders. Even if Zhao Yang talks politely, they don't dare to take it seriously.
"Oh! So that's it. As long as I defeat you, I can succeed as the sect leader. Well, I, Yun Chuyu, challenge you. If you lose in my hands, it proves that you are not qualified to become the new sect leader."
A clear voice came, and then many of the disciples in the audience looked to the back, where three people were walking. The first one was naturally Yun Chuyu, while Zhuo Wen and Shao Tong followed silently behind them.
"It's Senior Sister. I heard that Senior Sister was back before, but I thought it was a rumor? It turns out it's true."
Seeing Yun Chuyu, many disciples looked surprised, and some even showed excitement. But soon, these disciples seemed to be taboo about something, and they all concealed the emotions on their faces.
Zhao Yin glanced at Yun Chuyu indifferently, with a sneer on his lips. He knew that Yun Chuyu was back three days ago.
He originally thought that Yun Chuyu would stay in the sect leader's palace and not come out, but he didn't expect that Yun Chuyu would come out today, and even said that he would compete with Zhao Yang for the position of sect leader.
"It seems that Yun Chuyu doesn't know his current form yet!" Zhao Yin sneered in his heart.
"Yun Chuyu, you are so courageous, you actually dare to come back! You clearly knew that the sect master was in trouble and needed the Ice Flame Xuanhuang Zhi. Instead of giving it to us, you broke into the sect master's palace. You are simply committing the following crime.
, there is no kingly law."
"Originally, we were able to show some mercy to you, but now you are still coveting the position of sect leader. You are really shameless!"
The short old man standing next to Zhao Yin looked at Yun Chuyu who was walking towards him with cold eyes, and scolded him sternly.
Yun Chuyu just glanced at the short old man and said coldly: "As the six elders of our Ziwei Sect, you enjoy the resources of the sect and are respected by the disciples. You are supposed to be a role model for others, but you all follow the trend and violate the laws and disciplines.
, and now they are trying to appoint a new sect leader under the guise of being the sect leader.”
"Are you planning to rebel?"
Wow!
Yun Chuyu's words were exquisite, and he spoke without any scruples, which caused an uproar among many disciples in the audience, and the faces of the six elders headed by Zhao Yin were even more ugly.
"That's nonsense. As a senior sister, Yun Chuyu, you speak nonsense and are guilty of the following. If I don't capture you today, I will pretend to be the elder of the sect."
The short old man's face turned red with anger. He kicked off his right foot and flew straight towards Yun Chuyu, intending to grab Yun Chuyu directly.
Yun Chuyu's beautiful eyes were sharp. This short old man was so presumptuous that he took action even if he disagreed with her.
"This is the Sect Master's token. Now it's clear who is the real new Sect Master. Do you still dare to take action?" Yun Chuyu said coldly.
"It must be a fake sect master's token. Yun Chuyu, you are so brave. You dare to show off the fake token. It seems that I can't keep you today."
The short old man's pupils shrank and his body stagnated, but then he rushed towards Yun Chuyu at a faster speed, with murderous intention coming out of his body, and he actually planned to kill him.
Yun Chuyu was so angry that she was trembling all over. This short old man went too far. He didn't even check the sect master's token, but he insisted that the token was fake and immediately sent out a killer.
The surrounding disciples also realized that something was wrong. No one dared to counterfeit the sect leader's token. The short old man insisted that the token was fake, which was obviously far-fetched.
However, the moment the short old man arrived in front of Yun Chuyu, Zhuo Wen, who was originally standing behind Yun Chuyu, moved.
Zhuo Wen made a move with his right hand and took out the Purple Star River Divine Sword.
The Purple Galaxy Divine Sword turned into a purple shadow and instantly penetrated the short old man's chest.
Poof!
The short old man spat out a mouthful of blood, was carried backwards by the Purple Star River Divine Sword, and was nailed directly to the high platform.
At this moment, the entire scene fell silent, and many disciples stared blankly at the short old man who was vomiting blood and had a pale face.
The short old man is one of the six elders in the sect, but he is a powerful disaster god. Now he was penetrated by a sword without even touching Yun Chuyu's body.
Then, eyes fell on Zhuo Wen behind Yun Chuyu, and they all speculated about this person's origin and identity.
"presumptuous!"
Zhao Yin's eyes were gloomy, he stepped on his right foot, and a terrifying aura suddenly rushed out, while the other four elders followed Zhao Yin with a fierce aura.
"Yun Chuyu, you are so shameless. Not only did you come up with a fake sect leader's token, but you also colluded with outsiders to seize the position of sect leader. You are really hopeless. Today, we, the five elders, will teach Ziwei Sect a lesson.
You three, use this to correct the atmosphere of our Ziwei Sect."
Zhao Yin smiled coldly. He had been waiting for this time. Zhao Yang had already said about Zhuo Wen. This boy was indeed strong, but he was the True God of Two Disasters, and he was assisted by these four elders. He didn't believe it.
This Zhuo Wen is the opponent of the five of them.
Zhuo Wen stood quietly on the spot, and with a move of his right hand, the Ziyao Galaxy Divine Sword that was originally nailed to the short old man fell into his palm again.
When the consciousness of the five Zhao Yin fell on him, he slashed out with his right hand, and the five consciousnesses collapsed instantly. A terrifying force of destruction affected the souls of the five Zhao Yin.
The five people were caught off guard and were hit immediately, their bodies stiffened for a while.
Just for a moment, Zhuo Wen flew out from between the five people like a ghost, and the five sword lights were like the most dazzling stars, rising slowly, bringing five streams of blood.
Bang bang bang!
When Zhao Yin and the other five people came to their senses, they all spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, and their right hands were all cut off.
When the five Zhao Yin people completely fell to the ground, the entire audience fell into a strange silence. Everyone's eyes fell on the embarrassed figures of the five Zhao Yin people. It was obvious that they had not yet recovered from what had just happened.