Originally, the disciples of the Dixuanmen all clenched their fists a little nervously.

I couldn't help but look up at the other side.

The disciples of the Tianxuanmen had arrogant expressions and were looking at them with contempt and contempt.

There was provocation in that gaze.

Zhang Chi gritted his teeth, suddenly took a step forward, and stood beside Yan Tao, "Young Master, we will let Uncle Shi and you stay even if we do our best!" ”

"Yes!"

The age is over there, and the disciples of the Earth Xuanmen are a big step behind the disciples of the Tianxuanmen, and they can't catch up in a short period of time.

However, in the face of Wang Changning's almost contemptuous eyes, the young disciples clenched their fists, their hearts full of humiliation.

In the past ten years, they have been suppressed by the disciples of Tianxuanmen.

It's almost a kind of demon.

It is clear that Uncle Qi's cultivation is not much worse than Uncle Wang, just because he chose these disciples who were abandoned by Wang Changning back then, he was ridiculed by his peers.

The clay figures all have three points of fire, not to mention that they are still young.

At this time, at the succession ceremony, Wang Changning was contemptuous of Wang Changning as usual, and suddenly, it broke out.

Zhang Chi was the eldest of this group of disciples, he clenched the peachwood sword, and his thin lips pursed into a line, "Who said we can't defeat you!" ”

In the slightly silent atmosphere, Zhang Chi's voice seemed to be a broken cauldron of words, which made everyone's eyes condense slightly.

They couldn't help but look up.

In the metaphysical world, unless you are a person who is amazingly talented, basically your age can represent your cultivation.

The older you get, the higher your cultivation becomes.

The unicorn of that year was an accident for the entire metaphysical world.

It's a crazy surprise.

Zhang Chi stiffened and stood up straight, he raised his head and looked at the disciples of Tianxuanmen on the opposite side with a calm face.

There was no dodge for the first time.

Frank and swaying.

Calm as snow.

Only Zhang Chi knew how nervous he was.

It's like a whole heart is going to jump out of the heart.

Suddenly, plain white slender fingers stretched over from the side put on Zhang Chi's shoulder, Zhang Chi turned his head sideways, and happened to see Yan Tao smiling and raising his eyebrows, "Okay." ”

"Good!"

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted in the corner of the audience, followed by everyone applauding and clapping.

For the sake of this group of young disciples of the Xuanmen.

Sanwudao stroked his beard and smiled, "How many years have passed, the spirit of Xuanmen is here, and there will be no time for it to decline." ”

"Old bald, don't you say?"

The senseless master closed his eyes slightly, pinched the Buddhist beads in his right hand and continued to chant the scriptures, as if he hadn't heard him speak, when three or five was air.

Lu Daochang, who was next to "......", watched the play in silence.

"Fighting is not something that can be won by being brave and bloody, and young people still have some self-knowledge."

Wang Changning smiled and spoke, he turned to the position under the stage, and saluted the three seniors from afar, "Today's gambling contract also asks the three seniors and all the peers present to help as a witness, whichever side wins will have the qualification to inherit the Xuanmen, and whichever side loses will get out of the Xuanmen immediately!" ”

As he spoke, Wang Changning glanced at Yan Tao from afar.

But I saw that the young man was lazily leaning on the man next to him, his handsome face was like jade, but his eyes were distracted, and he was obviously distracted.

Wang Changning......!!

"In that case, I'll preside over this fight."

The saintess of Miao Jiang's vein spoke softly, she couldn't see clearly while wearing a veil, her voice was distant and ethereal, revealing three points of ethereal.