The four shields are about to land, everything will return to dust, and Ji Yuan really showed an indescribable ease on his face.?〔＜(

Zheng Ming, although he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, this young man was really the most difficult opponent he had ever encountered in so many years, no doubt about it.

Fortunately, his cultivation is far above this young man. Although this kind of victory is not too glorious, Ji Yuanzhen won the victory after all. But just as a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the four Shields that were overwhelming and powerful suddenly had hundreds of cracks.

The moment these cracks appeared, the four divine beasts of Suzaku Black Tortoise attached to the four magic shields made a cry almost at the same time.

In the midst of the sarcasm, the blue lotus light and shadow bloomed among the Four God Shields. Then, the Four God Shields spread out in all directions like countless hard blocks.

This hard block is as fast as lightning, but the moment the hard block flew, it was like the most gorgeous fireworks in the sky, dissipating between the sky.

Holding a hexagonal heavy sword in his hand and wearing a green robe, Zheng Ming flew out of the crazy blooming lotus phantom like a flying immortal.

The body is like lightning, and the sword is like a stunning geese!

Zheng Ming used to get the true meaning of the Lightning Jinghong Sword Technique, which was urged to the extreme by Zheng Ming.

Ji Yuanzhen, who was already a little slow because of his impairment in his cultivation, had no time to react. Zheng Ming's long sword had already pointed at his throat.

Ji Yuan really disliked this kind of accusation the most, but at this moment, he could only hold it back, because the sharpness in Zheng Ming's sword light had already made him feel a sense of murderousness. He believed that once he made some moves, Zheng Ming would never show mercy.

His Four Age Shields had the idea of ​​putting Zheng Ming to death. Zheng Ming was merciless to his subordinates, and no one could express any complaints.

Ji Yuanzhen was not a timid person, but at this moment, he looked at the gaze of the young man in front of him, and a kind of fear still rose in his heart involuntarily.

He knew that this time was definitely not the time for him to be a hero. If he said a tough word, then the young man's sword light would definitely pierce his throat and make him die.

"I admit defeat!"

Although it was extremely difficult for Ji Yuanzhen to say these three words in his heart, he still said these three words.

At the moment when these three words were expressed, Ji Yuanzhen felt that the long sword that was cold and snowy, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time, was slowly retracted by the boy.

His life was saved, but his reputation was accompanied by this sword and was lost completely. However, from the bottom of his heart, Ji Yuanzhen felt that he did not resent the boy in front of him, and even he felt that he still had a trace of sincere admiration for this boy.

Because, in this battle, the young man did not use any tricks, but defeated himself upright.

"The Song of the Green Lotus Sword!" someone shouted loudly, and the shout was full of excitement.

"It's really the song of the Qinglian Sword. I thought that our unique skills in Wanxiang Mountain would never be born again, but I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would still be able to see the real song of the Qinglian Sword."

"At that time, we used the Qinglian Sword Song to resist the disaster of extermination. Hahaha, now the Qinglian Sword Song is reappearing. It's really God to cheer up my entire lineage!"

"Blessed by the ancestor, blessed by the ancestor, hahaha, I have successors in the lineage!"

Various cheers sounded in an instant, and some people looked at Zheng Ming with an extremely enthusiastic look.

No, or in other words, what they saw was not Zheng Ming, but Zheng Ming’s Qinglian Sword Song, Zheng Ming who performed the Qinglian Sword Song.

Regarding the Qinglian Sword Song, Zheng Ming has always regarded it as a top martial art, but he did not expect that the Qinglian Sword Song would have such a high reputation in the Wanxiang Mountains.

The muscles on Jiang Yuan's face were a little hard, but in an instant, a smile appeared on his face as gentle as the wind and drizzle.

"Nephew Zheng, you have not disappointed the ancestors of all generations, and you have not disappointed all your fellow disciples. Hahaha, the reappearance of the Qinglian Sword Song is really a great opportunity for my rise in Wanxiang Mountain!"

Zheng Ming didn't like Jiang Yuan very much, and even felt a little annoying about Jiang Yuan in his heart. After all, this guy has always been gloomy, giving Zheng Ming a feeling that he is an enemy but not a friend. Although there is a saying in this world that he turns enemies into friends, Zheng Ming does not feel that he and Jiang Yuan have reached this point.

Zheng Ming smiled faintly and said, "This Qinglian Sword Song has been understood occasionally, but it is still impossible to master it."

"Sect Master, the first battle I challenged Wanxiang Peak has ended. Look at this second battle, when will it start?"

Jiang Yuan's smile was still there, but a faint coldness flashed in his eyes. Zheng Ming was so fucking ignorant that he didn't know how to advance or retreat.

He thoughts flashed in his mind. As soon as he was about to speak, someone said coldly: "No need to compare anymore. In fact, just now, you didn't have to waste time at all."

"Because Zhu Feng had an agreement that as long as someone from the Changtian lineage cultivated the Qinglian Sword Song, he would automatically become the sect leader of Wanxiang Mountain."

Although the voice of this speech is not high, it is firm and has an unquestionable taste.

Xiao Wuhui, the person who said this was Xiao Wuhui from the Litian lineage. He stood beside Zheng Ming, with a cold light in his eyes rising from him.

The scene that was originally a bit messy suddenly calmed down, and almost all eyes looked at Xiao Wuhui and Jiang Yuan at this moment.

Although they all knew this agreement, the time passed by this agreement was too long, and Zheng Ming was so young that many people felt that Zheng Ming did not have the ability to take charge of Wanxiang Mountain at all.

So many people instinctively want to downplay this matter, not to mention that in the eyes of many people, Jiang Yuan's ability is quite good. Although he did not lead Wanxiang Mountain to a brilliant situation, he did not make any major mistakes.

At this time, the removal of Jiang Yuan's head made some people unable to accept it for a while.

Jiang Yuan's eyes stared at Xiao Wuhui tightly, and Xiao Wuhui didn't take Jiang Yuan's gaze too much. He stood proudly, like a long sword, full of sharpness and indomitableness.

"Nothing nonsense. Even if he has the ability, how can he become the lord of Wanxiang Mountain instead of my master? This... is really ridiculous!" a disciple of the Wanxiang lineage said hatefully.

This sound broke the awkward tranquility, but in an instant, it made all eyes look in the direction of the speech.

The person who spoke was a boy in his twenties. He was still a little panicked at the beginning, but in the end he was able to look at these gazes.

Jiang Yuan looked at the disciple with his chest raised, and a hint of relief flashed in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xiao Wuhui say coldly: "Jiang Zuo, is it that you mean the same?"

Although he is an opponent, basically, Xiao Wuhui's title of Jiang Yuan is the sect leader. Now he calls Jiang Yuan the sect leader, and the meaning of this is very clear, that is, he no longer thinks that Jiang Yuan is the sect leader.

"I naturally follow the order of the ancestor!" Jiang Yuan's thoughts flashed quickly. After a while, he finally made a decision.

While speaking, he looked at Zheng Ming heavily, then bowed respectfully and said, "All things are in Jiangyuan, pay homage to the sect leader!"

Meeting the sect leader as a member of the Wanxiang lineage is in itself a recognition of Zheng Ming's status.

Wanxiang Mountain, Sect Master!

Although Zheng Ming did not take the strength of Wanxiang Mountain too seriously, this sudden change still surprised him a little. After all, the jump was a bit too big.

Before Zheng Ming could react to Jiang Yuan's actions, Xiao Wuhui bowed to Zheng Ming respectfully and said, "Xiao Wuhui, a member of the Rising Heaven lineage, pay homage to the sect leader!"

The Rising Heaven and the Wanxiang lineage can be said to be the strongest force of the two veins left by the ancestor of Wanxiang. Over the years, the struggles in Wanxiang Mountain have mainly revolved around these two veins. Most of the branches have followed closely by the two.

Their two men recognized Zheng Ming's status. It can be said that Zheng Ming, the leader of the Wanxiang Sect, is already sure to sit.

"Let's pay homage to the sect leader!" Everyone who reacted almost instantly bowed to Zheng Ming at the same time, and their faces were full of respect.

Zheng Ming's eyes flew past these people, and the reputation in his heart grew wildly like a roller coaster.

Ten thousand...twenty thousand...

Compared with the yellow reputation value, the growth rate of the cyan reputation value is much slower. When the yellow reputation value is 20,000, the reputation value of the cyan only increased from 3,300 to 3,600.

The increase of 300 is really not a lot.

"You don't need to be polite!" Zheng Ming's hands were floating, and he gave everyone a call. With this action, Zheng Ming became the sect leader of Wanxiang Mountain.

The sunset and the stars rise, and it is another cycle of reincarnation!

The huge void battle platform has silently sank into the earth, and the Hundred Meridians of the entire Wanxiang Mountain have come to an end.

However, in this Hundred Meridians, what is most exciting is not that a certain lineage becomes a dark horse and picks the old branch of the current position, but that the Changtian lineage emerges.

The Changtian lineage, which was originally about to be removed from the hundreds of meridians, was left with only two people. Now, not only returned to the domineering spirit, but also challenged the Wanxiang lineage and comprehended the unique Qinglian Sword Song from the entire Wanxiang lineage many years ago.

A green lotus breaks the four gods and becomes the Wanxiang Sect for many years. The only sect leader who comes from the Wanxiang lineage is not.

These legends have made many people jealous of them, and even more so many young people admire them.
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