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But today is destined to be unusual, Ying Shuntian is still sitting in this Tianxin Pavilion at this time, holding a thick roster in his hand, and the names of everyone in the Qingyun Sect are on it, including himself.

He didn't know how many pages he turned, and then he stopped, the light in his eyes appeared from time to time, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he suddenly stood up, "Sixteen years old into Qingyun, thirty-six years old in charge of Scorching Sun Peak, now sixty-eight is you in charge of Qingyun?"

Immediately, Ying Shuntian stepped into the air and headed towards the Scorching Sun Peak, obviously having made a decision.

In the Law Enforcement Hall, the three giants are still sitting inside, although the sky is not yet bright, but a group of disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall have gathered outside the Law Enforcement Hall, about 200 people, in an orderly manner, all standing respectfully outside the hall, carrying various weapons, silent, obviously all have received special training.

"Master, the White Tiger Guard has already been assembled, and they are all waiting outside for the master's instructions. Xiao Ran walked in and said respectfully.

"Well, you go out first. Qing Yunzi said lightly, and Xiao Ran slowly retreated.

The Qingyun Sect Law Enforcement Hall is composed of the Iron-Blooded Four Guards, and the Iron-Blooded Four Guards are named after the four divine beasts, namely the Qinglong Guard, the White Tiger Guard, the Vermilion Bird Guard, the Xuanwu Guard, and the Four Guards only listen to the transfer of the hall master's token.

"Yuan Cen has been in charge of Scorching Sun Peak for more than thirty years, right?

"Big brother, according to what you can see, where does Yuan Cen's confidence come from?Fifth Taishang?" Qing Daozi asked.

Qingyunzi drank tea leisurely, as if thinking about something, and then spoke: "It should be more powerful than the fifth Taishang, but the sect master is not afraid, how can I be afraid of this law enforcement hall." ”

"Does the sect master want us?" asked Qing Daozi again.

"The sect master's cultivation is unfathomable, let's just go, first: the disciples on the scorching sun peak must not lose anything, and second: all the rebellions will be eliminated together. Qingyunzi said majestically.

"I don't know how many Supreme Elders support Yuan Cen, if the eight departments are in chaos at that time, then it is..."

"We should believe in the sect master, if someone wants to make this Qingyun Sect kill each other, it is not so easy, this kind of person is playing with fire and immolating himself, let's go, let's give him a ride." Qingyunzi said and walked out.

"Go up from the back mountain, the movement gives me a little bit, the destination, the scorching sun peak. Qingyunzi stood in front of everyone and ordered, and no one at the bottom echoed him, and they all consciously walked towards the back mountain, which seemed very disciplined, and it was not a secret that there was a way to enter the inner sect in the back mountain.

The Law Enforcement Hall represents the righteousness of the Qingyun Sect, and the successive hall masters have a sentence to say when they take over, and the old hall master says the old words to the new hall master, "You have to be worthy of the plaque in the hall." ”

On the top of this scorching sun peak, it seems that the distance from the vast sea of clouds in the sky is less than one person high, just when the sun has not risen, at this time there is a faint mist, covered by the fog, so that the scene on the top of the mountain peak is confused, hazy, like a fairyland on earth.

At this moment, there is a person standing here, this person is the peak master of the scorching sun peak who has been sleepless all night, Yuan Cen, looking from a distance, dressed in purple, full of righteousness, like a fairy in a painting.

"When I was in charge of Scorching Sun Peak, Ying Shuntian was still a grass-headed disciple, didn't he just have a sect master? Who can stop me!" Yuan Cen smiled very happily, in Yuan Cen's heart, if Ying Shuntian hadn't been the sect master's apprentice back then, how could the current position of Qingyun sect master fall into Ying Shuntian's hands?

In Yuan Cen's heart, for today, he has absolute certainty to kill Ying Shuntian, and then win the position of the sect master of this Qingyun Sect, he seems to be already imagining the scene when he will be in charge of this Qingyun Sect in the future, but a voice that sounded then startled him,

"Oh, Lord Yuanfeng, you want to be the sect master? ”

Yuan Cen was still imagining, and Ying Shuntian had already taken a hundred steps in front of him, and instantly woke him up from his fantasy.

In this way, Yuan Cen was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and said with a smile: "The sect master is actually here, rare guest, don't blame the sect master, I want to be the sect master, isn't this okay? Who doesn't want to be the sect master of the Qingyun Eight Peaks? This doesn't violate the Qingyun Sect Law, right?" Yuan Cen's words did not carry the slightest respect, but carried a strong provocation.

"No, no, I have a matter to discuss with the Lord of Yuanfeng, can I do it?" Ying Shun Tianyun said lightly, as if he never cared about Yuan Cen's attitude in front of him.

"What is the matter with the sect master, he actually went to this scorching sun peak in person?"

Yuan Cen is now faintly happy, Ying Shuntian is this scorching sun peak, for Yuan Cen, Ying Shuntian is a moth to the fire, taking his own way to death, he is now thinking about how to make Ying Shuntian die a little aggrieved, he has full certainty, let Ying Shuntian die here, and he is more confident to take over the position of the Qingyun sect master.

"I want to borrow something from Senior Brother Yuan, if I borrow it, this position of sect master may not be able to be given to you. "Ying Shuntian is still so calm.

Yuan Cen was overjoyed, and said in his heart: "Could it be that this horseman is afraid?" But he still pretended to be serious and said: "Since the sect master has the heart to let Xian, then I should not let it, I don't know what the sect master will borrow?" ”

"You have it," Ying Shuntian suddenly yelled, "borrow your head." ”

"Ying Shuntian, don't think too highly of yourself and want my head? Yuan Cen was immediately furious, Ying Shuntian's words caught him off guard, since he tore his face, Yuan Cen was not afraid here.

"Baiduan, give it to me, I want to see how your sect major is doing today. "A three-foot-long big knife flew straight out of the celestial artifact diagram on Yuan Cen's arm, which should be what he called a hundred breaks, and this kind of cultivation is shocking.

"Okay, today, there is revenge, there is revenge, I want you to know that there is not just one master between us. Ying Shuntian also stroked the celestial diagram on his arm, and the long stick diagram on his arm seemed to be alive, and a stick more than five feet long flew out of the celestial diagram in an instant, and was held in his hand.

The two of them were only a hundred steps away from each other, which was almost an instantaneous distance for them, the fog was shrouded, and the two of them stood here quietly as if they were in the clouds, but the tense atmosphere was not eased in the slightest, and the air between the two seemed to condense, although there was no wind, but their clothes began to swing.

The sound of "click, click" was endless, and the flat ground between the two fell alive, but the two still hadn't made a move.

"My lord, please come out and help me. Yuan Cen shouted behind him, but there was no response, and at this moment he began to panic a little, "My lord, please come out to help me!" Yuan Cen yelled again, this time using cultivation, it spread all over half of the Scorching Sun Peak, but except for the echo, there was still no appearance of the person he imagined.

"Hell-witted. Ying Shuntian suddenly moved, he held the stick in both hands and rose into the air against Yuan Cen is stick and split it vertically, the long stick is not known what material it is made of, at this time the stick body is full of red mangs, with wind and sound pieces.

So far, Yuan Cen forced his composure, he slashed upward, and the blade was full of purple light, he wanted to fight hard to try how far Ying Shuntian's cultivation had reached.

The sticks and knives collided, and a loud bang erupted, deafening, and the aftermath of the powerful Xuanli centered on the explosion point, quickly spreading out in all directions, dispelling the faint clouds and mist around them.

Just this blow, the red mang, the purple light, illuminated half of the Qingyun Sect, everyone looked up at the scorching sun peak, and at the same time, their hearts were full of questions, and someone asked in their hearts: "Is that an immortal fighting?"

Then, Ying Shuntian and Yuan Cen flew up at the same time, breaking away from the peak where they were standing at their feet, and they both flew to the top of the peak, and they were engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air, and they were really in the clouds at this moment.

The speed of the two shots was extremely fast, the sound of the collision and friction of the weapons resounded in the air non-stop, and one after another, the stick qi and knife qi shot out from the place where the two were fighting to the surroundings, knocking out big holes in the surrounding mountain peaks, and countless gravel fell towards the ground under thousands of feet.

Every time the knives and sticks collide, it is like a thunderbolt exploding on this Qingyun Sect, and the scorching sun peak is full of coercion, and the disciples of the scorching sun peak have already involuntarily prostrate on the ground, and they don't know how many powerful divine senses are coming to this scorching sun peak.

In just a few breaths, Ying Shuntian and Yuan Cen quickly fought for hundreds of rounds, and then when the two of them landed on the peak again, they saw Yuan Cen in a mess, and there were many cracks on his originally intact purple clothes, which had become a little tattered.

Yuan Cen's eyes looked at Ying Shuntian with extremely dark eyes, his expression became extremely solemn, and at the same time, the right hand holding the knife kept dripping blood.

On the other hand, Ying Shuntian still had a calm face, no sadness or joy, even his clothes were not damaged, and he appeared for a while, only to see him slowly speak: "I said it earlier, you are a ghost, I want to tell you that I am fighting with you under the pressure of the realm, otherwise do you think that your half-step emperor realm is enough to see in front of me?"

"Are you?" Yuan Cen looked incredulous, the situation today was beyond his expectations, because the person he was waiting for had not appeared, "Impossible!" Yuan Cen yelled.

"Lend your head for it. Ying Shuntian's momentum climbed several times out of thin air, compared to the previous completely different from the same person, the Xuan Force seemed to incarnate out, condensed a Xuan Force Protection Circle around his body, and then killed Yuan Cen with a stick in one hand.

Looking at this stick that came to him, Yuan Cen knew that he had been deceived by that person today, and he should not underestimate Ying Shuntian, the master of the sect.

But Yuan Cen is also a character, he knows that this is an endless situation, how can he give up willingly, with the last glimmer of hope in his heart, he forcibly used secret techniques to improve his cultivation, wanting to block this fatal stick, "Decide a hundred times." Yuan Cen shouted, and at the same time, he didn't know how many knives he swung out in his hand for a moment, and the Hundred Broken Knife was like burning purple flames at the moment, which looked particularly charming.

The moment the weapons met, there was no sound of cracking stones piercing the clouds as before, and the long stick in his hand no longer knew where it was collected by Ying Shuntian, and Yuan Cen's Hundred Broken Knife was as its name suggested, broken into countless segments.

A gust of wind blew, and with a "bang", Yuan Cen's head fell to the ground first, and his body also lay on the ground, his body and head separated, and he couldn't stop bleeding, and he still held the handle of the knife tightly in his hand. The life of the owner of Qingyun Sect's Scorching Sun Peak for more than thirty years ended like this, and his life was ended on the top of this Scorching Sun Peak.

"The ghost is obsessed, well, you see, how dare he come out? Ying Shuntian said, reached out and took out a bloody thing from Yuan Cen's body, this is Xuan Dan, and it is also something that Xuan Cen has worked hard to cultivate in his life.

On the top of the peak, there have been thousands of holes, and the person waiting for Yuan Cen has never appeared, and the sun is slowly rising, but someone can no longer see it.

A person stepped in the air, it was Qingyunzi, he saw this scene, sighed, and then asked, "Sect Master?"

Ying Shuntian shook his head, "I haven't come out yet, but I will definitely let him not get out of this Qingyun Sect, check it slowly, I still have you to thank the Qingtang Master." Ying Shuntian said, picked up Yuan Cen's still bleeding head, and threw it at Qingyunzi, "Take this head to warn everyone, and show it to the lords of the Seven Peaks first." ”

Qingyunzi lifted his head and walked down, still sighing unbearably: "The head is broken and bleeding, everything is empty!"

"The reptile that has fallen into the world is regarded as an adult by you, do you want to be the master of Qingyun with this?

Ying Shuntian looked at the rising sun, just like looking at this thriving Qingyun Sect, and he was in a good mood.