However, when the name Sun Quan was spoken, no one dared to question it again, and all the provocative voices from the disciples below disappeared. Who is Sun Quan? Perhaps not many people in the entire Central Continent don't know, just the Yuan Emperor level powerful he killed
There are at least three of them, one of them is the powerful Yuan Emperor's Second Kill, and the other is Feng Wuhui, one of the Seven Young Emperors. If the Seven Young Emperors represent the pinnacle of the younger generation, then Sun Quan has vaguely surpassed the Seven Young Emperors.
Even Yan Sanwen, who was very arrogant before, could only look up at the man above him, with no fighting spirit in his eyes. It was not on the same level.
"He is Sun Quan? Lord of the Empty City?" Lian Wuxian said in surprise. In her imagination, Sun Quan should be a very domineering person. Everything he did seemed to be very domineering. Now she saw the man sitting on the white jade throne.
That very ordinary young man, it is impossible to connect him with Sun Quan.
"Only in his twenties, is he one of the strongest among the contemporary disciples? Even our disciples from the previous generation have no one who can compete with him. Sun Quan is like this, Wang Jianfei is like this, and even Dugu Keming seems to be like this." Su Peng laughed
He said helplessly.
"The senior brother didn't show up, everything is still unknown," Qu Bufan said indifferently. Only when he mentioned this senior brother did he show a different expression.
Ruan Meiyan looked at Lian Wuxian curiously and asked, "Senior Sister Lian, is the senior brother you are talking about Yin Qiubai, the swordsman among the disciples of the previous generation?".
Lian Wuxian nodded and said expectantly, "If any of the disciples from the previous generation can compete with the three above, it is only the senior brother. I wonder if he is back now."
"Yin Qiubai? I remember he once taught Wang Jianfei, right?" Huang Pushan said uncertainly.
Qu Bufan nodded and said with a smile, "I did teach Wang Jianfei. The disciples of the previous generation were so overwhelmed by these three people that they could hardly lift their heads. Although we are conceited, we dare not say that we can defeat the three people above. We can only wait for the senior brother."
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The noise below gradually increased. Sun Quan looked up at the sky. It was almost noon, and the sect competition was about to begin. Then he looked below. In his perception, there were dragons and tigers hidden below. There were many disciples no better than those of this generation.
There are so many true disciples, and each of them is deeply hidden.
Sun Quan saw Rong Ling, Yuan Tianfei, Bai Qianshan and other true disciples, Wang Lianhai and Ximen Tao, and many young disciples who were eager to try. Around them, many older disciples were not bad in strength.
, "Disciples from the previous generation? It seems that if it weren't for the three of us, the protagonists of this sect competition would still be the disciples from the previous generation." Sun Quan glanced at the Lian Wuxian and others gathered together, his eyes rare and solemn.
Even though they are at the peak of the Half-Emperor level, they have attracted his attention. This shows that these people are powerful, far surpassing Rong Ling, Bai Qianshan and others.
What caught Sun Quan's attention the most was the elegant man in white standing in the corner. He looked at everything in front of him indifferently. He didn't care. Sun Quan felt a faint threat from him. Only a Yuan Emperor-level powerhouse could bring him a threat. The previous generation
The disciple is not weak.
Not long after, there was a vague spatial fluctuation in the sky not far from the Broken Finger Peak. A group of people stepped out of the void and slowly appeared in front of all the disciples. Yuan Emperor-level pressure was unabashedly suppressed, except for some strength.
The stronger disciple makes it difficult for other disciples to even stand.
Standing on the strongest side was the sect leader Wang Tage. Behind him, five inner sect elders lined up. Three supreme elders stood quietly beside them. In addition, there were two strange middle-aged men without any traces.
Fluctuating, but Sun Quan stared straight at the two men, with strong fear in his eyes, and a fierce aura rushed towards him. The two men seemed to crawl out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, giving people a scalp-numbing vicious aura.
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"At least they are the masters of the Yuan Emperor's Second Slash. Looking at the confused looks in Wang Jianfei and Dugu Keming's eyes, you can tell that they have never met these two people. Are they members of Huoshan in the Imperial Alliance?" Sun Quan secretly asked.
Just when everyone was looking at the sect master and his party, Wang Tage also looked at the three young people sitting on the white jade throne in surprise, with a smile on his lips, like a spring breeze, and glanced at several Yuan Emperor Yi Zhan level powerful men hidden around them.
Well, these people were arranged by Wang Tage early around the Broken Finger Peak to prevent accidents from happening. When Wang Tage looked at it, a figure hurriedly jumped into the air and said with shame, "I'm sorry, sect leader, my subordinates can't stop these three people from climbing up."
"Go ahead." Wang Tage waved his hand and said softly, "I don't blame you. With your strength, you really can't stop them. Go down." "Yes." The figure looked at the two strange men in fear and retreated.
"Sect Master, let's start quickly. There is a waiting list for the Imperial Alliance. Several sects have already submitted their lists," one of the men urged.
Wang Tage nodded. Behind him, Elder Lu stepped forward and suppressed the power of rules. For a moment, all the disciples did not dare to make any noise.
"At the beginning of the sect's competition, the disciples who thought they could go up to the Broken Finger Peak went up on their own. Next, I announced five names, and each of them stood guard under a Broken Finger Peak. Only after defeating them can one go up to the Broken Finger Peak.
The disciples are qualified to challenge. The sect master will select candidates from Wan Zong to come to the court based on the disciples' strength." As he spoke, Elder Lu paused and looked at the disciples below, "Yuan Tianfei, Rong Ling, Ruan Meiyan, Bai Qianshan, Huang Pushan, Wu
Everyone stands under a broken-finger peak, and the sect competition begins."
Elder Lu's words surprised the five of them. They did not expect that they would be Peak Guards. Among this generation of true disciples, five are Peak Guards, and there are two others, one is Wang Lianhai and the other is Sun Quan. Sun Quan obviously cannot guard the Peak.
, otherwise no one would be able to defeat him. Wang Lianhai was purely made up of medicine, and he was only slightly stronger than other disciples.
Yuan Tianfei walked to the foot of an unmanned Broken Finger Peak without saying a word. Rong Ling walked to the foot of another deserted Broken Finger Peak. Ruan Meiyan laughed playfully and came to the foot of Wang Jianfei's Broken Finger Peak. Bai Qianshan naturally walked to Sun Quan.
Under the Broken Finger Peak, Huang Pushan glanced complicatedly at Dugu Keming, who was sitting on the throne, and slowly walked to the foot of his Broken Finger Peak. The five peak guardians each stood still, indicating the beginning of the sect competition.
Below, countless disciples are eager to try, among which the disciples of the previous generation are the most excited. In their eyes, this generation of disciples are not very good even if they are true disciples. If they defeat them, they may be able to enter the eyes of the sect master. Tens of thousands of sects will come to court, and the prosperous age of thousands of years will be defeated by them.
Caught up.
Suddenly, an elegant man in white clothes appeared in front of Rong Ling. He whispered, "Junior brother Rong, can you let me go up?" The voice was soft, full of magnetism, and gave people an unspeakable feeling.
Feeling of trust, Rong Ling looked at the man in front of her doubtfully, then thought of something, and asked uncertainly, "Brother Yin?" The man smiled and nodded, as if he was very familiar with Rong Ling.
Rong Ling said excitedly, "Brother Yin, is it really you? Are you back?" The man smiled and said, "Of course, we haven't seen each other for so long. You have grown up and you can hardly recognize each other." Rong Ling laughed twice.
, got out of the way, and said respectfully, "There should be a Brother Yin on Broken Finger Peak, please." The man looked up at the white jade throne above his head, stepped on it, and sat down directly.
"Wait, why can he sit on it? It's unfair. Can he get on just because you have a good relationship?" Yan Sanwen said angrily. His words also represent the aspirations of countless disciples. That man has no strength at all.
Knowing that, he sat on it and the disciples accepted it.
Rong Ling sneered and said, "Strength? You were still playing in the mud when Brother Yin broke into the Central Continent. Let me tell you, he is Yin Qiubai, the senior brother among the disciples of the previous generation."
"Yin Qiubai? He is Yin Qiubai? Didn't you hear that he died seven years ago?"
"I heard that Yin Qiubai fought with Fenggu's top disciple seven years ago and both disappeared. He is still alive."
"That's right, it's Senior Brother Yin. Senior Brother Yin has changed so much after not seeing him for seven years that I didn't even recognize him at first."
"Senior Brother Yin is back"
Lian Wuxian, Qu Bufan, Su Pengxiao and others looked excitedly at the man sitting on the throne. They didn't know what to say. Yin Qiubai is a monument in the hearts of the previous generation of disciples, representing the pinnacle of sword madness.
His reputation is resounding throughout the Central Continent, no less famous than the Seven Young Emperors today.