Puff puff puff!

The rest of the people set up their swords to block the sword, but as soon as the sword was placed horizontally on the chest, as if it was hit hard, the body flew out directly.

Suddenly, only Wen Qingye was left with one person and one sword on the wind and thunder platform, the wind was blowing, and the clothes were hunting.

Heaven and earth were silent, and time seemed to stand still.

Wen Qingye indifferently inserted the sword back, glanced at the embarrassed ten disciples below, and said, "I haven't done my best yet, but you have already fallen."

I haven't done my best, but you're already down!

The hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Fire Sword Sect glanced at each other, and they all fell silent.

When Jiang Yang heard Wen Qingye's words, he suddenly felt a strong sense of humiliation in his heart, not only Jiang Yang, but all the top ten disciples were ashamed.

He and the others were the top disciples of the Fire Sword Sect, and they were defeated by the man in front of them in the end, which was simply a great irony.

Sun Undefeated slowly stood up, took a deep breath, looked at Wen Qingye seriously and said, "You Wu Qiren, with the qualifications to become the Holy Son, my Sun Undefeated is convinced."

The swordsmanship that Wen Qingye performed was all the swordsmanship of the Lihuo Sword Sect, and all of them had reached the Perfection Realm, defeated the nine most outstanding disciples of their sect, and were definitely qualified to become the Holy Son of their sect.

"I, Wang Jiuyang, am also convinced"

"Uncle Mo's vision is really right, and I, Xue Baishan, am also convinced"

.........

Sun Undefeated took the lead in speaking, and the sword elders of the Fire Sword Sect around him also stood up and shouted loudly, giving Wen Qingye a very high affirmation.

Hearing the words of the elders of the Fire Sword Sect, the disciples of the Fire Sword Sect were also emotional, and they raised their arms and shouted.

It can be said that Wen Qingye's unparalleled swordsmanship has completely conquered them.

And Qin Yi saw this scene, but his heart sank, if he was given a chance to do it again, he would definitely not offend Wen Qingye, or even befriend him, but since he was offended, there was no chance to do it again.

Qin Tian glanced at Qin Yi and knew what his eldest brother was thinking, he frowned at the moment, and said slowly: "Big brother, forget it, the general trend has been achieved, don't interfere, I think if this Wu Qiren is really my hope for the future of the Fire Sword Sect, he will not trouble the two of us."

Qin Yi's face was slightly gloomy and he didn't speak.

"He is the Holy Son, I am not convinced!"

Jiang Yang stood up with difficulty, glared at Wen Qingye and said, "Senior Brother Beitang is far higher than Wu Qiren in terms of talent and strength, why can Wu Qiren be the Holy Son, but Senior Brother Beitang can't be the Holy Son?"

"Yes, I'm not convinced either"

Han Mei also stood up and echoed: "Wu Qiren's strength is indeed good, but he is still far from being a holy son."

When everyone heard the words of the two women, they looked at each other.

Beitang Jue is the first day of the Fire Sword Sect, and his strength is far beyond that of his peers, even if it is not much worse than some masters of the older generation, although Wu Qiren's swordsmanship is unparalleled, but in the center of the masters of the Fire Sword Sect, he is still a little worse than Beitang Jue.

If Wu Qiren can become the Holy Son, then how can Beitang, who has always been pinned on by everyone and carries the banner of the younger generation of the Fire Sword Sect, not become the Holy Son?

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

Wen Qingye smiled coldly, looked at Jiang Yang and Han Mei, and said, "You don't agree with me becoming a holy son, it seems to be useless, right?" I don't have much strength, so I think about interfering with the sect's plan every day, if the Fire Sword Sect is all disciples like you, I think this sect is really corrupted."

"You!"

Jiang Yang heard Wen Qingye's rebuttal, and his delicate body suddenly trembled with anger.

"It is the meaning of Mo Lao that I become the Holy Son, it is not me who you disagree with now, but the uncle of Mo in your mouth, respecting the teacher is a person's duty, whether you are a disciple of the Fire Sword Sect or not, this is the basic criterion of being a man, you don't even have the bottom line of being a man, how can you become a core disciple of the Fire Sword Sect"

Wen Qingye looked at Jiang Yang coldly, and then said to Sun Undefeated: "Great Elder, I don't think she is suitable to be the core disciple of my Fire Sword Sect."

When Sun Undefeated heard Wen Qingye's words, he was immediately embarrassed.

You must know that although Wen Qingye is good at swordsmanship and superb strength, Jiang Yang is not much worse, he is the second existence from the core disciples of the Fire Sword Sect, and these two palms and backs are all meat.

When the disciples of the Fire Sword Sect saw that they had all beaten a spirit, it seemed that this Holy Son of theirs was planning to establish his authority, and the first target of the sword turned out to be Jiang Yang.

When Jiang Yang heard that Wen Qingye was going to remove his identity as a core disciple, he immediately said angrily: "Wu Qiren, you are talking nonsense, I just think you are not worthy of being a holy son."

"Who are you to question me?"

Wen Qingye laughed, looked at Jiang Yang and said, "Is it just because you are a core disciple?

Jiang Yang's face turned pale, and he felt that there was indeed something wrong with his words, and then hurriedly said: "I'm just fighting for Senior Brother Beitang, his strength and talent are better, why can you become a Holy Son, Senior Brother Beitang can't become a Holy Son"

"Enough!"

Suddenly, an angry rebuke came from afar.

Everyone subconsciously followed the voice, only to see Gongsun Ting slowly stepping into the air.

"Master!" "Master!" "Master!"

When everyone saw the comer, they all bowed down with their fists.

Gongsun Ting's face was angry, he looked at Jiang Yang and the rest of the disciples, and said, "Look at the good things you have done one by one, the Holy Son has already shown mercy to his subordinates, and you still don't know how to be grateful?"

"Master!"

Jiang Yang couldn't help but say, "Our ......"

"Okay, don't say it anymore, whoever becomes the Holy Son has nothing to do with you, you are not qualified to take care of these things, you get out of the way for me now, and I will go back and settle accounts with you"

Gongsun Ting directly interrupted Jiang Yang's words, then looked at Wen Qingye and said with a smile: "This is all the disciple's insistence on going his own way, making the Holy Son smile."

Strictly speaking, the status of the Holy Son is the same as that of the head of the Fire Sword Sect, and Gongsun Ting must speak quite politely.

The most important point is that now Gongsun Ting has recognized the identity of Wen Qingye's holy son.

"It doesn't matter"

Wen Qingye waved his hand indifferently, since Gongsun Ting came forward in person, he couldn't embarrass Jiang Yang anymore, and it seemed that this Gongsun Ting was planning to face him, which made Wen Qingye a little surprised, and then he understood it after thinking about it.

Gongsun Ting nodded, then looked at the disciples and elders of the Fire Sword Sect, and said: "Wu Qiren became the Holy Son of my Fire Sword Sect, it is a joint decision between me and Uncle Mo, and today his strength is also obvious to all, if anyone is not convinced by his identity as a Holy Son, it is not convinced by me and Uncle Mo, you can just come to me, now I am here, ask you, who is not convinced."

(End of chapter)