"One sword suppression!" The Mixed Yuan Patriarch was speechless for a while, he thought that Gu Fengfeng would give some ingenious means, but he didn't expect it to be so direct.

However, after being silent for a long time, he still nodded, and had to admit that this was indeed the simplest and most effective method.

Among the monks, strength is respected!

If you don't accept it, you can beat him to obey, which is the most natural thing!

What seniority, qualifications, rules...... In front of the real strong, it's just bullshit.

Mixed Yuan Patriarch glanced at Gu Feng deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Gu Feng, if your senior brothers and their disciples provoke you, I just hope that your subordinates will be merciful and not too decisive!"

Gu Feng nodded, "This is nature!"

Only then did the Mixed Yuan Patriarch nod with satisfaction, and the sound was like a golden bell Dalu, resounding in the sky of the entire Wutai faction.

"I will do my best to refine the Five Poisons Immortal Sword, and during the retreat, I will be in charge of the Wutai Sect on behalf of Gu Feng, if I offend, I will bear the consequences!" Mixed Yuan Patriarch officially announced the identity of Gu Feng's disciple to the Wutai Sect.

"What?

"How can this ancient peak be in such a high position?"

"This kid has the youngest qualifications, how can he not rank up to him in the position of Wheel Leader! What does the patriarch think?"

......

The huge Wutai Mountain was suddenly alarmed, and countless sword lights swept over from all directions.

"I'll leave it to you next!" Mixed Yuan Patriarch said lightly towards Gu Feng.

He is not an indecisive person in the first place, and since he has made such a decision, he will never go back!

His figure gradually disappeared in place, but he didn't know where he had gone and entered the retreat, completely ignoring everything in the sect!

"Good!" Gu Feng stepped forward and sat in the position of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

Although this master walked too fast, and there was a sense of completely abandoning him, it was exactly what he wanted.

The people of the Wutai faction are uneven, relying on the name of the mixed ancestor to do nonsense, making a huge immortal sect into a miasma, and burying the root of the destruction!

Now that he is in charge of Wutai, he is going to break the axe and completely eradicate these scourges, if anyone dares to touch his brow, don't blame his subordinates for being ruthless!

Gu Feng's eyes were faint as he looked at the sword lights that were rushing in, all of them cold.

The sword light fell into the main hall, showing many figures, and walking in front was the older generation of Earth Immortal Maha Venerable Sikong Zhan.

He was followed by many disciples such as the master of the mixed Yuan patriarch Qianchuan, the golden-bodied Arhat Fayuan, the Wanmiao Immortal Gu Xu Feiniang, and Zhu Hong.

The change of the Dao system is such a big event, and many high-level leaders of the Wutai faction are alarmed!

"Where has the master gone?" Gu Feng, what kind of tricks did you brush up to make the master make you the head disciple!" That Zhu Hong's face was distorted, and he couldn't believe this fact!

"Noise, many elders and senior brothers are here, where is your place to speak!" Gu Feng's eyes rolled, his palm flipped, and he held it in the air.

Dao Dao sword qi burst out from between the five fingers, suppressing it from the air.

Zhu Hong's eyes widened, and he only felt a powerful qi machine suppressing down from the air, and before he could react, the whole person was already lying on the ground, unable to move.

That Sikong Zhan, Master Tokto, and Fa Yuan had extremely ugly faces.

Gu Feng didn't care about everyone's face at all, and directly punished his fellow disciples, obviously to give them a dismount!

"Good means!" said the Master of Tokhtar gloomily.

As the first apprentice of the patriarch, he has always regarded the disciples in charge of the sect as his own bag, but now he was robbed by a little junior brother who was killed halfway, how can he be willing?

But he was deep in thought and did not rush to make a statement.

"Uncle Sikong Zhan, you have to be the master of your nephew!" The patriarch suddenly disappeared, but he gave the disciple in charge of the sect to this kid, maybe he has already been killed by him!"

"Hmm! you actually cursed the ancestor, just looking for death!" Gu Feng snorted coldly, his eyes flashed slightly, and a fierce sword qi pierced through the air, full of killing intent, without mercy.

Burst!

Suddenly, a large handprint struck through the air, scattering the sword qi.

Gu Feng's eyes swept away, and it was the Maha Venerable Sikong Zhan who made a move!

He stepped forward and said with a smile: "Senior nephew, why rush to make a move! Although this Zhu Hong's words are a little too bold, there is still some reason! What does Senior Brother think? Why did he suddenly give you the identity of a disciple in charge of the sect? I hope you will explain it clearly!"

"What is the specific reason, why don't Uncle Sikong ask Senior Uncle Lin Yuan, he has been present when the ancestor passed on the throne!" Gu Feng smiled faintly, "As for this Zhu Hong's words to offend the ancestor, it is unforgivable!

After saying that, he pinched the trick with one hand, and the Pure Yang Immortal Sword had already broken through the air and stabbed away.

"What?" Sikong Zhan's face was completely gloomy, as the person with the highest rank on the field, the Venerable of the Earth Immortals, he didn't expect this Gu Feng to give him the slightest face.

"I want to see what you do! Make Senior Brother so loved!" he sneered, his whole body full of demonic energy, "Wuji Demonic Qi!"

The vast demonic qi surged away, condensed into substance, and pressed over like a black cloud.

The power of the earth immortals, how strong!

As if the mountain was pressing on the top, everyone in the Mixed Yuan Hall couldn't resist it, and retreated again and again.

Gu Feng sat on top of the main hall, as if he was in the center of the storm, and could be submerged at any time!

The eyes of Master Totokh, Fa Yuan and others were full of sneers, this son has no respect for his superiors, and he still wants to attack his fellow senior brothers, even if he is loved by his ancestors, he angers Uncle Sikong, and he deserves this catastrophe!

Thinking of this, they were extremely unwilling in their hearts.

How eccentric the patriarch is, if you talk about qualifications and cultivation, the person present is not as good as this little junior brother, but he passed on the disciple to him!

Their eyes were full of sneers, as if they saw Gu Feng's disgraced appearance under Sikong Zhan, when the time came, what kind of face would he have to sit in the position of the head of the sect?

Rise!

A dragon roar burst through the air.

"What?" the crowd looked at in amazement.

I saw that the fairy sword turned into a green dragon, and under the swing of the head and tail, it completely tore apart the black cloud of demonic energy, like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon falling from the sky, and the sword qi overflowed, and it was indiscriminately enveloping all of the people in it, and suppressing them all!

"Good swordsmanship!" Sikong Zhan couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, he didn't expect this kid to be able to crack his own methods so easily!

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart, and he felt as if he had missed something.

"Maha is immeasurable!" he danced wildly in his clothes, his demonic aura was monstrous, and he stretched out one hand, forming a big handprint that covered the sky and grabbed it, trying to restrain the green dragon in one fell swoop!

"Relying on the cultivation of the earth immortals, how dare you hold it up like this?!" The corners of Gu Feng's mouth were full of sneers, and the sword trick was pointed.

The green dragon was good at the wind, and it became a hundred and ten long laughs, and with a big mouth, endless sword qi erupted, shooting that giant hand into a thousand holes.

Immediately after that, the green dragon's claws stretched out, and he had already taken Zhu Hong in his hand, unable to move like a dead man!

"Junior, you dare to attack your fellow disciples!" Sikong Zhan was shocked and angry.

"I should be in charge of the sect, then no one can go against what I have decided, even if the master is here!" Gu Feng sneered and responded, very domineering.