"How can you have the Divine Seal, could it be said that you have entered the First God Realm. The young Sword Sect disciple said in a deep voice.

"Isn't this something obvious?" Ling Zimo said with his hands outstretched.

"I finally know now why the Sect Master must let you represent the Sword Sect in the Eight Sects Holy War. ”

The silver-white hair Sword Sect disciple let out a long sigh and said. Looking at the younger generation of disciples of the Sword Sect, no one was Ling Zimo's opponent. The three Sword Sect disciples became depressed, because from now on they thought that it was impossible for them to win this battle.

Ling Zimo's heart did not hesitate, the Fire God Sword and the Fire God Seal fused into one. The majestic flames and Sen Ran's sword aura burst out and rushed in the direction of the three Sword Sect disciples.

The three figures flew out upside down like kites with broken strings, hitting the walls of Ling Zimo's wooden house.

"I said I could defeat you bastards with just one move, do you believe it now?" Ling Zimo asked with a look of vigour, putting away the Fire God Sword.

The three Sword Sect disciples all lowered their heads, and they didn't speak. On their faces, shame is written.

"Ling Zimo, you killed me. ”

The young Sword Sect disciple's eyes showed a look of determination, and he said in an affirmative tone.

"I have no grievances with you, why should I kill you. Ling Zimo shook his head and said.

"You have a reason why you have to kill me. The young Sword Sect disciple struggled and said.

"What reason?" Ling Zimo asked loudly with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"If you don't kill me today, then I will definitely become very strong in the future and kill you to repay my hatred today. The young Sword Sect disciple said very seriously.

"Your talent is too poor, even if I let you cultivate for a hundred years first, you will not be my opponent. Ling Zimo said in a mocking tone.

"Ling Zimo, remember what I said today, I will trample you under my feet one day. The young Sword Sect disciple gritted his teeth and said viciously. In his heart, the seeds of hatred have been planted.

This young Sword Sect disciple was only fifteen years old this year, but his cultivation had already reached the half-step Primal God Realm. In the eyes of everyone, he was a dazzling genius, but in Ling Zimo's eyes, he became a worthless trash. His hatred for Ling Zimo has reached a point where it is beyond measure.

"Are you finished? If you're done, get out of here. Ling Zimo said expressionlessly, that young Sword Sect disciple was just an ant in Ling Zimo's eyes. If it weren't for the same feelings, Ling Zimo would have killed him a long time ago.

The young Sword Sect disciple wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Sword Sect disciple with silver-white hair.

"Thank you Senior Brother Ling Zimo for your kindness, let's go. The silver-white hair of the Sword Sect disciple bent down and said in a respectful tone.

Ling Zimo didn't speak, he sat down and continued to cultivate, as if those three Sword Sect disciples had never been here.

The three Sword Sect disciples glanced at Ling Zimo with a grim look, and then left Ling Zimo's wooden house in a huff.

It is now the third pole of the sun, and the battle for the candidate for the sect master of the Sword Sect is about to begin. After the fierce battle last night, Ling Zimo was now very sleepy, but this did not prevent him from participating in the battle for the Sword Sect Master.

On the path of the Sword Sect, there were three young men wearing Sword Sect clothes and carrying long swords, they were the three Sword Sect disciples who had been defeated by Ling Zimo just now.

"Senior brother, where are we going?" the young Sword Sect disciple asked.

"Go to the Martial Arts Pavilion. The silver-haired disciple replied.

"What are you doing in the Martial Arts Pavilion?" the young Sword Sect disciple asked again.

"Go to the Martial Arts Pavilion to find a way to be ashamed, a way to defeat Ling Zimo. The Sword Sect disciple with the white long sword said.

"Is there really a way to defeat Ling Zimo in the Martial Arts Pavilion?" Hearing this, a trace of essence flashed in the young Sword Sect's eyes, he wanted to defeat Ling Zimo very much.

"Ling Zimo is not a god, his cultivation to this point must be inseparable from diligent cultivation. As long as we cultivate harder than Ling Zimo, then we will one day have the strength to defeat Ling Zimo. The Sword Sect disciple with silver-white hair said confidently.

"Then aren't we going to participate in the battle for the next sect master of the Sword Sect?" the young Sword Sect disciple asked with some loss.

"If we don't go, with Ling Zimo here, we can't win. It is still a peaceful cultivation, striving to defeat Ling Zimo as soon as possible. The silver-white hair of the Sword Sect disciple sighed and said.

"What Senior Brother said makes sense. ”

The three Sword Sect disciples who were defeated by Ling Zimo looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the Sword Sect's Martial Arts Pavilion together.

The selection of candidates for the Sword Sect Master is the grandest event in the Sword Sect, and it is very popular. In front of the main hall of the Sword Sect, there were tens of thousands of Sword Sect disciples, and they all wanted to see who would win the final victory in this battle for the Sword Sect Sect Master candidates, and who would be the next Sect Master of the Sword Sect.

Half an hour later, Tang Xiao and the four hall masters of the Sword Sect and other important figures were all sitting in the spectator seats.

"See the Sect Master. Seeing Tang Xiao and the others appear, all the Sword Sect disciples knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Let's all get up!" Tang Xiao touched his beard and said with a smile. He was very happy to see that the Sword Sect could have so many outstanding juniors.

"Sect Master Xie. The disciples of the Sword Sect stood up in unison and stood together in an orderly manner.

"Please give the Sect Master a lecture. A Sword Sect disciple said respectfully.

"Today is the battle for the qualifications of the next sect master of the Sword Sect, and whoever wins will be the next sect master of the Sword Sect. I would like to remind you that the temptation of the suzerain's position is great, but the love of the same family is even more important. No matter who you are, you must not harm the lives of others when you are competing. Tang Xiao said with a majestic face.

"Remember the patriarchal. The Sword Sect disciples replied in unison.

"Gunshot. ”

One of the elders commanded loudly.

"Boom, boom!"

Salutes from several large mountains near the Sword Sect rang out together, and the sound was deafening and inspiring.

"Dancing swords. ”

After hearing the elder's order, all the Sword Sect disciples drew their swords and danced in place, and the scene was very lively.

"There are a total of a hundred Sword Sect disciples who have the qualifications to compete for the next sect master of the Sword Sect this time. We will fight by drawing lots, and the final winner will be the next Sect Master of my Sword Sect. Elder Ren stood in front of the ring and announced loudly. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "Martial Refining Heavens, I am the Holy Venerable Claw Book House" for the first time.