A phantom flashed from the sword behind Chen Rui and appeared in front of everyone. When everyone looked at it, they saw that the phantom was an old man in his sixties or seventies, with a square head and big ears and a long beard.
"Great Elder." Wei Chong, Hao Liantong and Linghu Tong shouted almost at the same time, and the surprise on their faces was revealed. The soul elder has always been highly respected in the clan's reed, and his status and strength are not inferior to the clan leader. With him here, the Soul Sacrifice Clan may be saved.
"Master." Jin Hun also screamed in shock.
The old man couldn't help but walked out.
"Well, it's rare that you all remember me." The old man smiled with satisfaction.
With a plop, Jinhun knelt on the ground and cried, "Master, why did you become like this?"
"Well, it's okay, I'm very satisfied with the old man who is not dead. Get up." The old soul smiled.
"Since the master is still alive, the position of the clan leader is naturally the master." Jin Hun stood up and said hurriedly.
Hun Lao said: "I am not dead or alive like this, how can I be the patriarch? What I mean is—"
He suddenly pointed at Chen Rui and said, "I mean to let this young man be the patriarch."
Chen Rui didn't expect that the old man of Soul would call him the leader of the clan, so he waved his hand and said, "With Senior Brother Jinhun here, how can he be the leader of the clan? Let the senior brother Jinhun be the leader of the clan."
Hun Lao said, "Don't worry. If I say you want to be the patriarch, just be the one who doesn't want to be the mother-in-law."
The elders and deacons looked at each other. Although this young man had good talent, he was just a junior Wushu Sect. He was even less powerful than the deacons present. He was also a disciple who had just joined the clan. How could he convince the crowd?
Jinhun's face turned red and white, and he said, "If the master wants to be the leader of this clan, his disciple will naturally be willing to be willing to do so. But this little brother is too young and his strength is not high, even if the disciple has no objection, the others The elders and the deacons probably won’t agree.”
Wei Chong said: "Yes, yes, Jinhun makes sense."
The old man of Hun said to Jinhun: "Okay, since you want to be the patriarch, then I ask you, are you sure to take your disciples to avenge the Soul Sacrifice Clan?"
"This..." Jin Hun was speechless, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
After all, there is too much difference between the primary and senior martial masters, so how can he have that ability? Wei Chong suddenly said: "Great Elder, what do you mean is that this young man can avenge our Soul Sacrifice Clan now?"
"Yes, yes." Everyone looked at Chen Rui, and they didn't believe it if Chen Rui had the ability to do the best now.
"It's not now, but in the future. This young man has been with me for the past few years. I know his potential. It won't take long before he can shoulder the heavy responsibility of revenge." The old soul sect.
"Master, in a few years, the disciple will definitely be able to improve to the strength of a high-level martial master, and then go to Ouyang Bushi to take revenge." Jin Hun said.
"You can't do it. Five hundred years have passed, but you are still at the strength of a junior martial master. It is almost impossible to become a senior martial master further." The old soul said without hesitation.
He continued: "Chen Rui is a body of ten thousand golds, and his future is limitless. Although he is only a junior Wuzong now, in time, he will definitely become a martial saint or even a martial emperor who dominates the continent."
Jin Hun pursed his lips tightly, feeling extremely unwilling, and said, "The future is unpredictable. If this young man wants to be the patriarch, he will wait until his strength reaches the level of Martial Master."
Seeing that he was reluctant to give up the position of the clan leader after talking, the Hun Old Master couldn't help but feel angry and said, "No, in order to revitalize the Soul Clan one day, I must choose Chen Rui." Hun Old Master was not polite, and his tone was in a state of sacrificing his tone. There is no room for negotiation.
Wei Chong and others looked at me, and I looked at you, but I didn’t know what to say.
Jin Hun snorted and said, "Okay, if you want me to let his patriarch, you can do it, but he has to defeat me first."
The old man laughed and cried: "You are aged 500 or 600 years old. Do you still want to compete with a young man who is only eighteen years old?"
"Okay, I won't take advantage of him. In this way, as long as he can stand my three palms, I believe he will have this ability in the future." Jin Hun said, and he thought to himself, as long as the other party agrees, I will shock him to death with one palm. Look Master, what else do you have to say?
Wei Chong also wanted to see what Chen Rui had, so he hurriedly said, "This method is good. If Chen Rui couldn't even block three palms, it would be meaningless to say that he is our hope for the future."
In fact, he also agreed that Jinhun was the leader of the clan, but Hun Lao insisted on his own opinion, and he did not dare to express his objection openly. If Chen Rui did not dare to accept the three palms of the golden soul, Hun Lao insisted on letting him be the leader of the clan. No one of the people present has ever convinced him, so it is impossible for him to be the patriarch.
When everyone heard this, they said, "Okay, that's it."
The old man of Soul also happened to take this opportunity to let Chen Ruilu shock everyone and manage the Soul Sacrifice Clan in the future. He said immediately: "Okay, just as you said."
He turned around and asked Chen Rui, "Do you have any objections?"
Although Chen Rui was not very interested in this so-called patriarch, he respected the old man in the soul and said, "Okay, since Master said that, I will receive the three palms of Senior Brother Jin."
When he called him Master, everyone was shocked. It turned out that Chen Rui was also the disciple of Hun Old, no wonder Hun Old wanted to be the leader.
They originally thought that Chen Rui would definitely retreat and give up, but when they saw that Chen Rui actually agreed to the challenge, they couldn't help but secretly admire Chen Rui's courage. Even if a junior martial master priest slapped a high-level martial sect to death with one palm, it would be easy, let alone a Junior Wuzong.
When Jin Hun heard this, he laughed and said, "Junior Brother Chen is really proud, so I'm not polite to you, senior brother."
After saying that, he jumped into the air, and Chen Rui also jumped up, and the two stood in the air, facing each other from afar.
The golden soul shouted and rushed towards Chen Rui like lightning. With his arm stretched out, several intermediate souls gathered together and turned into a huge phantom and attacked Chen Rui. Everyone on the ground saw that the golden souls took several intermediate souls as soon as they made a move. His subordinates did not leave any room for anything, and they couldn't help but plot to worry about Chen Rui.
Chen Rui smiled, and a golden light flashed, and a golden light shield was set up in front of him, blocking him. With a bang, the phantom's palm hit the golden light shield hard, and the two exploded almost at the same time. The white light splashed everywhere, filling the entire sky. When he looked at Shen Rui again, he took more than ten steps away, stepped on his feet, and returned to the original place. A faint spiritual power flashed in front of him, following the wind As he scattered, he actually used his mental power as the second barrier to block the further invasion of energy.
"I've got the first palm, and I have two palms." Chen Rui smiled.
The golden soul changed color slightly and snorted: "It's not bad, but the second palm is not that easy to get."
He said to himself: "I will shake your mental power by this palm, and you will still be proud of it."
Chen Rui shrugged and said, "Senior brother, don't hold back, just let the horse come over."