In the battle of Dragon Blood Island, all sects and factions suffered heavy losses, and now they are licking blood to recuperate, and for a while, in the martial arts, there is peace everywhere, just like the advent of the prosperous era of Datong.

As one of the seven major sects of martial arts, the funeral of Du Feiyun, the head of the Liuyun faction, is inevitable to invite people from all major sects. To witness the succession of the new leader, representatives of various sects and factions must also be present, otherwise the new head will have no face and be despised by the people.

The third day of April was the first day of Du Feiyun's funeral, and representatives of various sects also met to watch the ceremony. As the head disciple of Li Changsheng, he naturally took on the important task of receiving representatives of various sects.

Early in the morning, Li Changsheng stood outside Du Feiyun's mourning hall. At present, the representatives of various sects and factions have not yet come, Li Changsheng is waiting for Du Feiyun's senior brother, and this struggle for power cannot be avoided.

Chen Changfan stood behind Li Changsheng, his face was cloudy, and he was not confident that Li Changsheng could take over the position of head of the house.

"Wow......"

An ordinary disciple hurried over.

"Report to Senior Brother, Senior Uncle He, they have already crossed the mountainside, and they will be here soon. ”

"Got it. Li Changsheng waved his hand and let the disciple go down.

Not for a while.

He Feilong, Chu Feihong and others came with their disciples.

"Nephew Li Xian has worked hard, so I'll leave the rest to me. I have a fight with your master and brother, and I should also contribute to him. As soon as He Feilong arrived, he said this to Li Changsheng.

According to the generation, He Feilong can call Li Changsheng by his name, or call him an apprentice. It's just that Li Changsheng is also the identity of the head disciple, and he has already leveled the joint of the generation. Without tearing his face, He Feilong didn't want to be too ugly, and calling a virtuous nephew could be regarded as bringing the relationship closer.

Although He Feilong seems to be well-intentioned, he has bad intentions.

Who can preside over Du Feiyun's funeral, in the eyes of the representatives of various sects and factions, is undoubtedly the person in power of the Liuyun faction. If Li Changsheng was ignorant of the world, he would really be fooled by He Feilong.

"It's hard to talk about, as a disciple of the head, it is natural to contribute to the previous head. Li Changsheng said.

Li Changsheng directly pointed out that he was the disciple of the head of the sect, the legal successor of the next head of the sect, if you want to make trouble, let the horse come over.

He Feilong was very angry when he saw that Li Changsheng didn't eat his set, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Shi's words, you dare not listen!"

Chen Changfan, who was standing behind Li Changsheng, trembled with fright, and said secretly: How should Senior Brother answer?

"Bring me my wooden sword. I only heard Li Changsheng say lightly.

"Yes, brother. What......" Chen Changfan was stunned halfway through.

"Bring me my wooden sword. Li Changsheng said again.

"Yes, brother. Chen Changfan didn't dare to disobey.

He Feilong narrowed his eyes and said, "What is this going to do?"

"People in the martial arts should be subdued with martial arts. On that day, the position of my head disciple was obtained through a sword competition, and in the future, the head of the Liuyun Sect must also be held by the person with the highest martial arts in my sect. Li Changsheng said.

"Okay!" He Feilong was overjoyed and said, "Just do what the virtuous nephew said." ”

Chu Feihong looked Li Changsheng up and down, and said secretly: Is he stupid? Although he defeated He Dongliu in the last martial arts competition, Senior Brother He is He Dongliu's master, who does he think he is? Do you think you can beat Senior Brother He in martial arts?

Li Changsheng's group of junior brothers and sisters were already frightened, and they didn't dare to pant loudly.

Chu Feihong's apprentices also looked at Li Changsheng with strange eyes, feeling that Li Changsheng was really sick.

He Feilong's disciples also burst into laughter, feeling that Li Changsheng was really funny.

"Dare to compete with the master, who gave you the guts? I think that if you defeat Senior Brother Dongliu, you will be invincible in the world?"

Several of He Feilong's junior disciples shouted even harder, "Ignorant boy, quickly abandon the sword and admit defeat, Senior Brother Feilong has a large number, and he will let you live, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried." ”

These people were all ordinary disciples back then. has not been taught the Eight Classics, and his martial arts are extremely poor, even He Feilong's disciples. They didn't have any ideas except for shooting He Feilong's horse stocks, after all, they were subdued by He Feilong back then, and now they can only rely on He Feilong, who seems to be a strong man.

Only He Dongliu didn't smile, he admired Li Changsheng from the bottom of his heart, although he didn't think that Li Changsheng could beat the master, but Li Changsheng's courage to challenge was something he admired to the extreme. If he knew that Li Changsheng's martial arts had already surpassed his master's, he would definitely feel very embarrassed. If he knew that Li Changsheng's true thoughts were that he would never act like this without absolute certainty, he would be even more embarrassed.

"Senior brother, your sword. Chen Changfan handed the wooden sword to Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng took the wooden sword and said with a faint smile: "Uncle Shi, please." ”

He Feilong looked at the wooden sword in Li Changsheng's hand, and said secretly: He didn't dare to use the iron sword, because he was afraid that I would hurt him with the iron sword! Do you want to use the wooden sword and force me to use the wooden sword? As long as he is not seriously injured, with his age, there is still hope for a turnaround in the future. He thought that I was bullying the small with the big, and he couldn't pull his face down to use the iron sword at this time. At a young age, his scheming is also deep. It's just that I've been waiting for so many years for the position of head, but I can't care about any face.

"Virtuous nephew, in the martial arts, you don't have to pay attention to winning the martial arts. You can change to an iron sword, and let Uncle Shi see your true ability. He Feilong said.

"There's no need to change the sword, just use the iron sword. Li Changsheng said lightly.

"Arrogance!"

He Feilong's brothers and apprentices shouted one after another.

"It's really crazy!" He Feilong couldn't help but say.

"Senior brother......" Chen Changfan said hurriedly, using the wooden sword against the iron sword, he felt that his senior brother was really hopeless.

"Needless to say. Li Changsheng said.

"Good! good!" He Feilong laughed angrily and said, "I will use the iron sword today to measure how much ability Du Feiyun's apprentice has. ”

"My master is Ling Feiyan!" Li Changsheng corrected.

Although Li Changsheng is always called Ling Feiyan's master, in fact, he has long regarded Ling Feiyan as a real master.

"Okay! He Feilong praised.

For some reason, He Feilong was not as angry with Li Changsheng as he was at the beginning. He Feilong has always been fighting against Du Feiyun, and for Ling Feiyan, he still has a certain desire from his youth.

For the sake of the little junior sister, I will spare him a life, He Feilong said secretly.

Li Changsheng was also thinking about whether it was better to kill He Feilong, or to leave him alive? Kill him, and he would be able to become the head smoothly, and others would not have the courage to resist him. It's just that if you kill him, Elder Taishang can't say it. Elder Taishang has traveled all over the world, and he doesn't need to think about it now, but he is afraid that he will settle accounts after the autumn, which will not be conducive to his future plans.