It was a terrifying scene, and even if only one thought flashed through their minds, it already made the souls of these people tremble.

"Kill, we have to kill it, the Thousand Swords Sect cannot perish, we are the masters of the Tiger Gate, and no one can take away our status. ”

The crowd began to roar, and someone's eyes began to turn red, and they really raised their swords, and they were not afraid of death towards the Xuanmen Killer.

This scene was unexpected by everyone, even if it was him Li Xuan, he couldn't help frowning into a Sichuan character.

Yes, Li Xuan couldn't understand the thoughts of these Thousand Swords Sect disciples, let alone their sense of superiority that was integrated into his bones.

"Those who resist will not be killed. ”

These external things can't affect Li Xuan's words and deeds, since the other party has to look for death, he won't get used to it.

After receiving Li Xuan's order, the disciples of Xuanmen were like tigers and wolves, killing all directions.

Human heads rolled down, and soon rivers of blood flowed from the peaks, and the entire mountain was stained brown and red with blood.

The killing continues, and the blood flows.

When there were no more people from the Thousand Sword Sect standing, the focus of this battlefield was once again focused on Li Xuan.

Countless monks trembled inexplicably in their hearts.

They suddenly realized that the young man standing in front of them was the master of this tiger gate from today onwards, and it was indisputable.

This title invisibly draped Li Xuan in a noble gauze robe.

He still had the same expression, the same demeanor.

In the eyes of the monks of the world, there is a unique temperament that is proud and independent.

Li Xuan's gaze looked around, and all the monks in the place where he looked, whether hostile or neutral, couldn't help but lower their heads, as if Li Xuan's gaze was like a knife, and their eyeballs would be burned if they looked at them.

"The Thousand Swords Sect will cease to exist from now on, and today this sect master announced that the Xuanmen will be called the Lord of the Tiger Gate from now on, and you ...... Do you have any objections?"

Li Xuan's fluttering words echoed like thunder.

The thousands of monks, countless mortals, after a riot, voluntarily or forced, all bowed slightly, and a tsunami of cries and tsunamis.

Li Xuan's gaze looked ahead, and the people there were darker and shorter.

"We would like to respect Xuanmen as the lord of the Tiger Gate. ”

As far as Li Xuan's gaze could see, there was another low tide in the black ocean.

"We would like to respect Xuanmen as the lord of the Tiger Gate. ”

As far as the eye can see, it is a low tide.

By the end, the voice had been blurred, and only the seven big characters of "Xuanmen" and "Lord of Humen" could be heard, which were deafening under the sky.

The decisive battle is over, and the ownership of the lord of the tiger gate has settled.

The monks and mortals who stayed in the Xuanmen went down the mountain separately.

It was just less than a day's work that they suddenly realized that the sky in the entire Humen had changed.

Some people sigh, some people sigh.

A few families rejoiced and a few were sad......

After the decisive battle, Humen was low-key and calm.

Time flies like flowing water, and in this kind of silent day, time passes quietly.

These days, after experiencing the initial excitement, Genmon has gradually returned to its normal state.

The elders of the Xuanmen disciples, each doing their own thing and performing their duties, can see that although everyone is busy, they have a happy smile and a hopeful hope on their faces.

Yes, the hardest and most painful days have been overcome, so what reason do they have to be worried?

Xuanmen is like a rising star, shining in Humen, all Xuanmen are silently making dedication, they hope that the future Xuanmen can go to a higher glory, and this glory can record one of their names, as well as that part of history......

These days, a lot has also changed in the Xuanmen.

First of all, the genius disciple who Binglan went out to recruit back, under Li Xuan's teaching, grew up rapidly.

Secondly, Li Xuan's cultivation broke through again, and his cultivation progress also caught up.

In addition to these two things, the Xuanmen filled the Xuanmen Peak Hall the day after Li Xuan left the customs.

Such a change was astonishing, and it shook the entire Humen, including the disciples of the Xuanmen, and it was also a miracle.

Only Li Xuan, as the sect master, knew that the change came from the improvement of the formation and the increase in the concentration of spiritual energy, because of the infrastructure formation rewarded by the system and his own formation attainments.

Right under the feet of the busy disciples, they trampled on the Dao Dao Formation back and forth.

What Li Xuan expected was that the appearance of the so-called miracles, whether among the people or in the cultivation world, was actually spread by word of mouth to form a storm of public opinion, which made the Xuanmen, which originally wanted to be low-key, once again on the cusp.

The sect forces that had had festivals and frictions with the Xuanmen began to feel fear and unease, and they couldn't live in fear.

And the sects that are friendly with the Xuanmen, or have some friendly contacts, are hyping up the various powers of the Xuanmen.

As for the neutral forces, they finally stopped watching from the sidelines, and under the general trend, they began to send envoys to expel a humanoid dragon from the mountain gate of Xuanmen with generous gifts.

......

On this day, Li Xuan was urging his disciples to cultivate at the top of the main peak.

Suddenly, I heard the shouts of disciples from the other direction.

Li Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and his figure exploded.

This is an open space, and the two figures on the open ground are fighting fiercely together, and the fight is in full swing, and they cannot be separated.

Around the battle circle, there were still many disciples around, including the elder Tie Mu and the black-clothed young man who had just joined the Xuanmen.

The young man in black didn't look very good, and he had been beaten again.

The two people who fought fiercely, one was the genius disciple Tie Lei, and the other was Yang Zifeng.

The two of them have the same ninth-level warrior cultivation, Tie Lei has the attribute of thunder xenogene, and he has the exercises given by Li Xuan, so Tie Lei has always occupied the absolute initiative in this battle.

Yang Zifeng is not weak, since he was taught by Li Xuan alone.

Whether it is combat experience or keen insight into the battle situation, he is far more than the disciples of the Xuanmen Sect, and even some elders are slightly inferior to him.

Therefore, when the two fought, it seemed that under the appearance that Tie Lei had the initiative, it was actually Yang Zifeng who was controlling a rhythm.

This rhythm is very subtle and can only be grasped by heart, but any monk with some combat experience should know that this rhythm is often the key to the outcome of the battle.

Sure enough, just when the two were at a stalemate in the battle, Tie Lei, who lacked combat experience, began to show impetuousness, and the failure of the attack after a miscalculation made him quickly fall into a constraint.

Yang Zifeng grasped the fleeting opportunity, and a series of attacks fell like a storm.

After bombardment again and again, he finally knocked the iron thunder away with one palm.

Boom!

The two of them landed separately, and the spiritual energy consumption in their bodies was equally intense, but Yang Zifeng landed standing up, while Tie Lei landed on his back.

In this way, the judgment is made!

At this moment, Li Xuan paced from afar.

"Sect Master. ”

"The disciple pays a visit to the sect master. ”

Everyone bowed respectfully, Li Xuan seemed to have become a banner of the Xuanmen, and countless disciples respected the existence of a god in their hearts.

"What happened, why did you two fight each other?"

Li Xuan asked coldly.

Judging from the strength of the two of them before, it is definitely not a competition in the ordinary sense.

In addition, Xuanmen has a clear rule that disciples can go to the martial arts arena to learn from each other. Elsewhere, private fights are prohibited.

"Sect Master, it's Tie Lei's fault. ”

Tie Mu was the first to stand up, bowing his head with apologies on his face.

"Oh?"

"Sister... I'm not wrong. ”

Tie Lei, who was lying on the ground, had already begun to refute before he could stand up.

"Shut up for me. ”

Tie Mujiao snorted, and anger flashed in her eyes.

Tie Mu's personality is somewhat similar to that of Baiyi, and he has always given people a sense of gentleness and loveliness, and such a stern side is probably only witnessed by others when facing his only brother Tie Lei.

Today's battle is funny, at the beginning, Tie Lei heard that Xuanmen had recruited a new mysterious genius disciple, who was personally taught by the sect master, that is, this black-clothed young man.

For the young man in black to join, Donglai was originally very welcome.

But soon after, Tie Mu found that the resources he used to use for cultivation were inexplicably much less, and after inquiry, he learned that he had been partially distributed to the black-clothed young man by the Elder's Branch.

These things, Tie Lei can still bear it, but unfortunately in recent days, because of the mystery of the black-clothed young man, there are constantly some subordinate disciples discussing, and over time, this mysterious black-clothed young man has faintly become a highlight of Xuanmen.

Tie Lei was originally the undisputed first day talent of the Xuanmen, but after the appearance of the black-clothed boy, he seemed to be snubbed all of a sudden.

After all, he was just a child, and this contrast made Tie Lei gradually more hostile to the young man in black.

And early this morning, Tie Mu refined another furnace of elixir to assist in cultivation.

Tie Lei wanted to ask his sister for a few.

According to the rules of the Xuanmen, this situation is not allowed.

So I was reprimanded by my sister and refused.

In normal times, this kind of thing is normal.

The problem is that Tie Lei thinks that it is his sister Tie Mu who wants to leave these pills for the black-clothed young man who has been taught by the sect master alone these days.

The boy in black whose name is still unknown.

This made his little heart have a sense of frustration that his sister and sect master were robbed of his love and affection by the elders.

So Tie Lei came to the door angrily, and fought with the black-clothed young man who didn't know who he was at all.

Heiyi was only thirteen years old, and he had only started to cultivate, so naturally he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't take revenge after being beaten.

But this matter was still widely spread by the disciples of Xuanmen, and others were fortunate to only regard it as a fight between children, but it somehow alarmed Yang Zifeng.

What's even more puzzling is that Yang Zifeng, who heard the news, suddenly came to the door with a menacing momentum after thinking for a while, and the only thing he said to the Tie Mu sisters and brothers was: "The way of cultivation, genius is not eternal. And I'm just an ordinary cultivator. ”

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