Fan Shuang's pretty face turned extremely pale. After Zhuo Wen said these words, she knew that there was no room for recovery.
The many hall masters of Mingxinhui all drooped their heads. They could fully imagine Zhuo Wen's tragic situation next.
Although Zhuo Wen shocked them violently by killing Yu Tianxiang instantly, Di Wenxing was far more powerful than Yu Tianxiang.
They don't think Zhuo Wen is Di Wenxing's opponent.
Di Wenxing was stunned. This was the first time he saw such an arrogant guy.
"you wanna die!"
Di Wenxing stopped talking nonsense with Zhuo Wen and jumped down from the eaves. At some point, a purple-blue sword appeared in his right hand.
Di Wenxing, who was still in the air, held a big knife in his right hand and swung it towards Zhuo Wen.
The terrifying sword light swept away, like a giant dragon, arriving in front of Zhuo Wen instantly.
Zhuo Wen used the Divine Soul Sword Intent, and pointed at the target. The sword intention was like the wind, and the sword light was easily broken by the Divine Soul Sword Intent.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen also moved and rushed directly towards Di Wenxing, who was still in mid-air.
"court death!"
When Di Wenxing saw Zhuo Wen advancing instead of retreating, the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.
The sword in his right hand danced rapidly and faced Zhuo Wen.
"Ghost head nine swords!"
Di Wenxing used his most powerful magical power, the Nine Ghost Head Swords. He quickly swung the nine swords, and the terrifying light of the sword turned into pitch black, and then turned into nine ghost heads.
Nine ghost heads immediately surrounded Zhuo Wen. They opened their big mouths and sprayed out thick black mist, completely submerging Zhuo Wen's figure.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Di Wenxing's mouth. When he used this magical power, he knew that Zhuo Wen was dead.
The Nine Ghost Head Blades can create nine ghost heads, and the nine ghost heads are combined together to form a terrifying barrier.
The barrier was filled with strange knife shadows, each of which was extremely sharp and powerful.
The monks within the barrier will basically be blasted into dregs by the sword shadow, and there will be no chance of survival.
Bang bang bang!
But soon, Di Wenxing's expression changed, and he discovered that nine ghost heads exploded one after another.
When the ninth ghost head exploded, a figure rushed out like a god. He was surrounded by nine divine swords, each of which was burning with terrifying green lotus flames.
"Die to me!"
Zhuo Wen's voice was very calm. The moment he approached Di Wenxing, nine divine soul swords struck Di Wenxing at the same time.
Di Wenxing quickly waved his sword to resist the offensive of the Divine Soul Sword Intent.
But he soon discovered to his despair that the power of the Divine Soul Sword Intention was much more powerful than he imagined.
His broadsword shattered, and his body was pierced by nine divine soul sword intentions, exploding into a ball of blood mist in mid-air, and he could no longer die.
After killing Di Wenxing, all nine divine soul sword intentions disappeared into his eyebrows, while Zhuo Wen slowly landed in the courtyard.
In the courtyard, it was eerily quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
After a long time, all the hall leaders of Mingxin Guild knelt down and shouted long live the vice president.
The Ten Sword Guards even fell to the ground in admiration, kneeling on the ground and shouting the name of the village master.
The monks looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and they all knelt down and bowed to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen has proven himself with his strength, and today is the day of lord selection, so Zhuo Wen is already the well-deserved new lord.
Zhuo Wen stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking around at the people who were kneeling and worshiping him. He felt a little sad in his heart.
In the Baidu Realm outside the boundary, it really depends entirely on strength.
As long as you are strong enough, you can get all respect and all resources.
Here, the strong will always be strong and the weak will always be weak.
If you don't want to be eliminated, then keep getting stronger, and be strong enough to have a foothold in this huge world.
"No way! Then Di Wenxing and Yu Tianxiang were both killed? Was it the young man who just entered?"
"Let me go, is this guy really the fifth weakest in cultivation? How can he be so strong? It's unbelievable how strong he is!"
"..."
The monks who were watching outside all entered the courtyard one after another.
They witnessed the scene of Di Wenxing being destroyed by the Divine Soul Sword Intent, and saw the scene where the Mingxin Society and the monk army reached an agreement and knelt down to worship Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, they were also infected, their discussions stopped, and they knelt down involuntarily.
They looked at Zhuo Wen with curiosity and awe.
"From now on, I am Lord Yunjin, and everything in Yunjin Ling is decided by me! I am the rule of Yunjin Ling!"
"I also demolished the original Lord's Mansion and exiled all Yu Tianxiang's clan members to me. From now on, the Gujian Villa where I am located will be the Lord's Mansion."
After Zhuo Wen finished speaking calmly, he took Ten Sword Guards and Fan Shuang through everyone and left the courtyard.
When Zhuo Wen left, everyone in the courtyard breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhuo Wen put too much pressure on them.
Strong men like Yu Tianxiang and Di Wenxing were easily eliminated by this person. How could they dare to offend such strong men?
With the help of others, Shen Wang reluctantly came to the leader of the monk army and said in a deep voice: "Where is our President Lu now?"
The leader of the monk army was a rather young man. He replied: "Hall Master Shen, don't worry, President Lu is not alive now and is still in the lord's mansion!"
Now that Lord Yunjin has been replaced and Yu Tianxiang is dead, there is no need for the monk army in their Lord's Mansion to lock up Lu Yichuan.
Shen Wang nodded and said in a deep voice: "Take us there quickly!"
The leader of the monk army acted straightforwardly and led the monk army, Shen Wang and others towards the lord's mansion.
Although the leader of the monk army has a higher status than Shen Wang, he knows very well that the new lord is the vice-president of the Mingxin Society and has an unusual relationship with the Mingxin Society.
Now, he must establish a good relationship with the Ming Xin Society, otherwise, he may not reap any good fruits in the future.
This is also the reason why he is so cooperative.
"Master Zhuo, if you kill Di Wenxing, I'm afraid you will be in trouble! That Di Wenxing is from the Murong family, one of the four major Mu families in Jizhou!"
Fanshuang followed closely behind Zhuo Wen and said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter. It was obviously Di Wenxing who targeted me first. If someone from the Murong family really comes, I will record today's scene here and show it to the people from the Murong family!"
Zhuo Wen didn't care, he knew very well that his strength was much stronger than that of Di Wenxing.
After the Murong family found out, the most likely thing was not to kill him, but to win over him.
At least while the Murong family knew about this and came to Yun Jinling, Zhuo Wen was still safe.
"Fanshuang! I may have to trouble you with the trivial matters in the Lord's Mansion! I also need to prepare the things needed to overcome the tribulation as soon as possible! I need to break through as soon as possible!"
Zhuo Wen realized that he had stayed in the fifth decline for too long.
This time he can successfully survive the great catastrophe. Based on his accumulation during this period, he will directly advance to the later stage of the Fetal God Transformation.
And after breaking the sky, he can truly practice the "Ancient Hongmeng Jue".
With the magic of "The Ancient Hongmeng Jue", his combat power may undergo transformation again, and he may gain power that far exceeds that of the Fetal God Transformation.
Although Fan Shuang was worried, she did not dare to disobey Zhuo Wen's order. She responded and headed to the Lord's Mansion.