Sun Ruoyu turned around, her beautiful eyes full of anger, and scolded: "Elder Du, what do you mean? Brother Ma is my friend, and he is also the person designated by my grandfather to be the future sect leader, you are so impudent!"
Elder Du looked surprised, looked Zhuo Wen up and down, and sneered: "Is this the trash of Heavenly Dao Master? Miss Ruoyu, it's not that I don't believe in heavenly arithmetic, I think the old sect master must have made a mistake in his calculations.
If the trash becomes the leader of our Giant Spirit Sect, it will only lead our Giant Spirit Sect into the fire pit."
"Elder Chen Yuanshui is the most suitable candidate. He is not far from the second step of enlightenment and can break through at any time. As long as our Giant Spirit Sect has a strong destiny master, it will not decline and will continue to grow.
Continuously prospering.”
At this point, Elder Du's tone became very rude and continued: "Miss Ruoyu, you are too obsessed with the art of divination. Just like the old sect master, those things are all false in my opinion.
It is because you have always been obsessed with the art of calculation that the Giant Spirit Sect has become what it is now."
Sun Ruoyu was very angry and looked at Elder Du in disbelief. She did not expect Elder Du to have such thoughts.
"Elder Du, please pay attention to your words. The art of celestial calculation is the foundation of our Giant Spirit Sect, and it is a powerful Taoist law passed down from generation to generation. You..."
Before Sun Ruoyu finished speaking, she was immediately interrupted by Elder Du: "Miss Ruoyu, if you weren't the granddaughter of the old sect leader, I would teach you a lesson right now."
"Let me ask you, since the art of divination is so magical, why has our Giant Spirit Sect declined to this point? We have always placed our hope in the old sect master, hoping that the old sect master can make our Giant Spirit Sect rise."
"But what we are looking forward to is disappointment again and again. We have had enough. What bullshit fortune telling, what bullshit destiny heirs, everything is bullshit! I, Du Yu, only believe in the things in front of me, and
I don’t believe in the illusory destiny.”
The more Elder Du talked, the more excited he became, and he screamed at Sun Ruoyu.
Sun Ruoyu's pretty face turned pale. She couldn't help but take a few steps back and murmured: "Is this what you think?"
"It's not just me, all the brothers in the sect think so. We have had enough of the old sect leader for a long time. It would be best for him to die now. We won't bother the so-called heaven of the old sect leader when it comes to choosing the sect leader.
By math, we will decide the real heir on our own."
"Elder Chen Yuanshui is the best candidate for the next sect leader. Miss Ruoyu, you don't have to interfere in this matter. You are still too young and don't understand anything. If you let your temperament choose the successor, you will only destroy the giant spirit.
Zong was led into the abyss."
After Elder Du finished speaking, the dozen monks also echoed in unison, looking at Sun Ruoyu with cold eyes.
Sun Ruoyu was devastated. She did not expect that the disciples and elders in the sect would have such deep resentment towards her grandfather.
Sighing softly, Sun Ruoyu seemed to have lost her vitality. She looked at Zhuo Wen who was stopped by Elder Du, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Ma, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect that my grandfather and I were attacked in the sect."
So many people’s criticism and opposition have hurt you this time!”
As he said that, Sun Ruoyu looked at Elder Du and said quietly: "It's up to you to handle the matter of the sect leader's succession, but this is my friend, please let him go!"
When Elder Du saw Sun Ruoyu surrendering, his face showed disgrace. He glanced at Zhuo Wen with disdain and said arrogantly: "Leave? Miss Ruoyu, didn't the old sect master say that the young man with two scars on his face is the real heir?"
"Since he is the heir calculated by the old sect master, there must be something extraordinary about him! In order to prove that the old sect master is wrong, today I will kill the heir calculated by the old sect master."
The moment Elder Du saw Zhuo Wen, he already guessed that the latter must be the monk the old sect leader mentioned before his death.
"Chen Yu, go meet this destined heir!" Elder Du crossed his arms, took a few steps back, and sneered.
"yes!"
A young man in blue walked out from among the dozens of monks at the entrance of the hall. With a clang, he pulled out a sharp divine sword from behind. With murderous intent in his eyes, he stepped forward and rushed towards Zhuo Wen like a flying fairy from the sky.
.
The young man in blue used his killing move as soon as he made his move. He obviously wanted to kill Zhuo Wen with one move.
Sun Ruoyu stamped her feet angrily and was about to step forward to stop him, but was intercepted in advance by two monks with sharp eyes and quick hands around him.
Zhuo Wen had been watching quietly, and now seeing that Elder Du actually wanted to use him as a target, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen could still laugh at this moment, the young man in blue couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It's a shame you can laugh when death is imminent."
"Death is imminent?"
Zhuo Wen asked in reply, and slowly stretched out his right hand, pressed the void suddenly, and then a magical scene appeared.
I saw a young man in blue holding a divine sword, his whole body radiating with light, like a flying fairy from the sky. Before he could fly to Zhuo Wen, he inexplicably fell from mid-air to the ground.
On the ground where the young man in blue was, a palm print larger than the body of the young man in blue appeared.
The young man in blue struggled hard to get up, but to no avail. He seemed to be suppressed by some powerful force, and blood was spitting out of his mouth desperately.
This unexpected scene made everyone stunned.
The young man in blue who was so charming just now fell from the air inexplicably and lay on the ground like a dead dog, vomiting blood.
Zhuo Wen walked slowly in front of the young man in blue, lifted the young man in blue's chin with his toes, and said calmly: "You just said that my death was imminent, it seems that you said the opposite!"
The young man in blue was extremely frightened. He didn't know why a strange and terrifying force suddenly appeared on him to suppress him, but he soon understood that this strange force must be the work of the young man in front of him.
"me……"
The young man in blue was trembling all over and couldn't speak clearly.
"You dare!"
Elder Du was the first to react. He kicked off his right foot, and terrifying ripples erupted from the sole of his foot, spreading in all directions. Elder Du disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Zhuo Wen.
"Die!"
Elder Du roared angrily, and a blazing white light burst out from his right palm, slamming into Zhuo Wen's heart.
This Elder Du is a master at the peak of Dao Yuan Master. If this palm hits, even a strong man in the early stage of Hunyuan Master will suffer serious injuries.
Boom!
Elder Du's palm finally penetrated Zhuo Wen's heart, and a terrifying white light burst out, like a blazing sun rising. All the dozen or so people in the hall squinted their eyes, unable to see clearly what was in the white light.
Something happened.
"This kid is so arrogant that he provoked Elder Du to take action. This time he is doomed!"
"I saw with my own eyes that Elder Du blasted out that guy's heart with one palm. I'm afraid that guy's skin will peel off even if he doesn't die."
"..."
Under the stimulation of strong white light, many monks could not clearly see the situation of the battle, but they were full of confidence in Elder Du. After all, Elder Du really blasted all the offensive into Zhuo Wen's chest.