The back Lang of the Yangtze River pushes the front Lang, and the front Lang dies on the beach.

A generation of swordsman Jiang Poxiao fell under the young man's sword in this way.

However, under the Yellow Spring, he doesn't have to be sad. Because in the ten years that followed, there were countless swordsmen who were even more outstanding than him, and they would go to him one after another to visit the scenery of the Nahe Bridge.

Fan Jun looked at the dead Jiang Poxiao, and scolded in his heart: "What a useless guy." ”

Ye Junlin's face gradually softened, and he looked at Fan Jun's bitter melon-like face, and instantly became inexplicable.

"What's wrong? Senpai. Ye Junlin asked.

"It's okay!" Fan Jun seemed a little angry.

Ye Junlin was still immersed in the small excitement of killing Jiang Poxiao, so much so that he didn't notice the slightest change in Fan Jun's face. He grinned and put away his trophies: the 'Whirlwind Sword' and Jiang Poxiao's Space Ring.

Fan Jun removed the space blockade, he looked at Ye Junlin's back, and sighed secretly: This guy, maybe only after suffering a big loss can he realize his own problem.

Relatively silent, in the next half day, several of the high-level members of the 'Sword Casting Villa' who came to the 'Purple Cloud Sea' to participate in the 'Succession Ceremony' died unexpectedly.

This made Luo Yi secretly anxious.

In an extremely secret room, Luo Yi was anxiously pacing back and forth, as if there were thousands of ants crawling back and forth, so that he could not catch it.

Next to Luoyi, there was an old man sitting. The old man seemed to be very old, and he was only heard coughing incessantly. But the aura emanating from the old man's body was extremely terrifying.

If Murong Yelun was here, he would definitely shout in shock.

Because this old man is the guardian elder of the 'Sword Casting Villa' - Jiang Huyu.

This Jiang Huyu is already one hundred and twenty years old, and half of his foot has already entered the 'Xuanling Level', if it weren't for the fact that the other foot was still outside, he was afraid that with just one hand, he could easily kill Ye Junlin.

Jiang Huyu looked at Luo Yi, who was like ants in a hot pot, and his face showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

"I said Xiaoyi, can you be quiet, you are dangling around, making my eyes dizzy. Jiang Huyu said.

"Yes, Ancestor. Luo Yi answered and sat down quietly, but the anxious mood was still beyond words.

"Saying that you are not as good as your eldest brother, you are still not convinced. Jiang Huyu said: "When you encounter something, you are so anxious, how can you do great things!"

"Yes, Ancestor, I will definitely change. Although Luo Yi said this, he was still very anxious in his heart.

"Forget it. Jiang Huyu sighed, and then said slowly: "I will let people settle this matter." What you have to do now is to keep an eye on the people of the 'Purple Cloud Sea' safely, and you don't have to worry about anything else. ”

After Jiang Huyu finished speaking, he waved his hand at Luoyi.

Luo Yi wanted to defend something, but when he saw Jiang Huyu's impatient eyes, he had to retreat.

"Loan. Luo Yi walked out of the secret room and shouted.

"Sir. An extremely obscene looking uncle walked out and replied with a flattering face.

"Have you done what I asked you to do?" Luo Yi was reprimanded by Jiang Huyu, and he was angry that he didn't fight anywhere, so there was a little anger in his words.

"Master, don't worry, the old slave has already done what you ordered. Luo An said.

"Humph!"

After hearing this, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Luo Yi's mouth: "Murong Mingyu, just because you are also worthy of being the sect master?"

There was no word all night, and the east gradually turned white.

On this day, from the early hours of the morning, the entire 'Purple Cloud City' became extremely lively.

Several rumbling cannons came from the 'Ziyun Mountain' outside the city, bringing this city, which had stood for thousands of years, into a happy and peaceful atmosphere.

The residents of the city, all sleepless all night, held purple flags that symbolized the glory of the 'Purple Cloud Sea', and danced in the streets.

Murong Mingyu got up very early, or he didn't sleep all night, because today, he will be the protagonist of this grand event.

Ten days ago, Murong Yelun used a 'Xuanshi Pill' to promote his cultivation from a high-level Xuanshi to a low-level Xuanshi. With the help of the elixir, Murong Mingyu successfully condensed the 'Wind Attribute' Xuanfu and stabilized the realm at the 'Xuanshi Level'.

Today, he wears a purple brocade robe, and the robe is embroidered with purple clouds. This is the 'Purple Cloud Robe' that only the Sect Master is qualified to wear.

Murong Mingyu, under the escort of the 'Purple Cloud Eighteen Iron Guards', slowly walked towards the Donglai Palace. Along the way, the warriors who met Murong Mingyu all gave way and stood on the side of the road with a respectful face.

This is the least respect they have for the new sect master.

Murong Mingyu was not domineering because he became the sect master. Instead, he became more humble, smiling and nodding to everyone along the way.

Fan Jun dragged Ye Junlin, who was yawning, and watched all this quietly. When he saw what Murong Mingyu had done, he couldn't help but sigh sincerely: "What a loyal person." ”

Under the guidance of 'Elder Fu', Murong Mingyu walked into the 'Donglai Hall' with dignity.

At this time, the 'Donglai Hall' was already full of people.

From the Protector Sect Elders, to the current elders of Luoyi and Guan Ping, to the third-generation disciples such as Murong Ziling, they all waited quietly in the main hall.

Murong Yelun sat on the top, and his old face was full of extremely excited looks.

He looked at Murong Mingyu and said loudly: "Murong Mingyu, the new sect leader of the 'Purple Cloud Sea', stepped forward. ”

"The disciple is here. Murong Mingyu said, slowly kneeling on the main hall.

Murong Yelun took out a jade seal and walked down slowly. That jade seal is a symbol of the supreme power of the 'Purple Cloud Sea'.

Luo Yi's excited eyes straightened when he saw the jade seal, because he knew that in addition to being a symbol of power, this jade seal itself also contained a 'peerless mystical technique'.

Murong Yelun walked up to Murong Mingyu and lifted the jade seal high above his head, and he lifted it very widely, almost to the maximum he could.

Everyone couldn't help but sweat for him, for fear that his old man would accidentally drop the jade seal.

Murong Yelun was very excited at the moment, and his excitement even exceeded that of Murong Mingyu.

Murong Yelun took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions. Then, I only heard him say slowly: "I, Murong Yelun, in the name of the eight hundred and seventy-seventh generation sect master, will pass on the position of sect master to Murong Mingyu. Murong Mingyu, do you have the confidence to be qualified for the position of this sect master?"

"Although the disciple is dull, he will also do his best to govern the Purple Cloud Sea more prosperously. Murong Mingyu said and took the jade seal.

Murong Yelun retreated to the ordinary seat under the throne, and Murong Mingyu sat on the throne.

From this moment on, Murong Mingyu was the new sect master of this 'Purple Cloud Sea'.

After the succession ceremony was over, all the people followed behind Murong Mingyu and headed towards 'Ziyun Square'. Because, Murong Mingyu, the new sect master, was going there to review the most elite combat power of the 'Purple Cloud Sea'-the 'Flying Bear Army'.

The Flying Bears are a thousand men, and they use black bears as mounts, carrying heavy armor and spears. Although its movement speed is not good, its combat effectiveness is the highest among all armies in the 'Red Sky Mortal Domain'.

The 'Flying Bear Army' of the Purple Cloud Sea, the 'White Horse Righteous Servant' of the Sword Casting Villa, the 'Wolf Cavalry' of the Wild Wolf Gang, and the newly established 'Thousand Cavalry Brigade' of the Chixiao Chamber of Commerce are the elite of the four major forces.

Many people, when mentioning these four teams, can't help but secretly compare, not knowing which of these four teams is the strongest.

The ground rumbled violently, and about 100 horsemen of the 'Flying Bear Army' gathered on the 'Purple Cloud Square' from all directions in a neat and orderly manner.

The crowd of onlookers cheered, and on the viewing platform, the high-level leaders of several other forces couldn't help frowning when they saw the situation.

Ye Junlin disappeared in the crowd, and also secretly admired: It seems that the 'Purple Cloud Sea' is not very weak!

The 'Flying Bear Army' sent a total of more than 100 horsemen to participate in the exercise, but from their neat drills, the demeanor of the other 900 horsemen could be faintly reflected.

Luo Yi looked at the Hundred Horsemen 'Flying Bear Army', and his heart was extremely excited, because after that, such an elite would be in his pocket