It's the second day of February in the new year, as the saying goes, the second dragon in February raises its head, Pan Ziling chose this day to ascend the throne of the head of the Kunwu faction, and the elder Qiu Hei in the faction actually agreed, and I don't know what kind of deal these two people secretly have.

The ceremony of the ceremony is meticulous, and a high platform is set up on the square, which reflects each other under the double dragon wall, which is solemn and majestic. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoPan Ziling had already bathed and fasted three days ago, and today he dressed up on the stage and is reciting the three major precepts of the sect and the seven must-kills: "Do not deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, do not indiscriminately kill innocents, do not kill people with the same family, kill those who commit adulterous wives and daughters, and kill those who steal property......"

After the reading was completed, the elder should have presented the Kunwu Sword, the token of the master, but now the Kunwu Sword fell into the hands of Luo Cheng due to Yan Feixue's death, and then handed it over to Yan Qing, there was no way for Pan Zilin to find it.

Pan Zilin's face changed, and he shouted: "Quiet, can you wait for a rebellion?"

This kind of fierce shouting not only had no effect, but there was an uproar below, Qiu Hei, who was shrouded in black robes, ignored these opposing voices, and after handing over the gold medal in his hand to the other party, he said in a low voice: "Master, the gold medal has been handed over, and it is up to you next!"

Pan Zilin took the gold medal and dragged it in his hand, glanced at the cronies in the audience, Xue Liuzhong and Song Daoling in the crowd understood, and led hundreds of disciples to suddenly pull out their long swords and kill those noisy disciples. For a while, thousands of people began to fight in the field, and people continued to be injured and fell, and a civil war broke out in the Kunwu faction......

At this critical juncture. A figure suddenly appeared from the stone steps in the distance, only to see him leap over everyone's heads and fall directly onto the high platform, Pan Ziling saw that the person who came was obviously frightened, and took three steps back in succession, and Qiu Hei didn't know what he was thinking, he silently retreated to the side. It seems that the life and death of the Kunwu faction are not at all cared for.

The person who came was Yan Qing, he raised the Kunwu sword in his hand high, and shouted: "Yan Qing is here." Whenever my Kunwu disciples listen to the order, stop killing each other immediately, otherwise Yan will take his life first!"

The voice directly spread throughout the audience with a strong internal force, and everyone's hearts were shocked. Many disciples who didn't know the truth saw the Kunwu Sword in Yan Qing's hand. Their hearts began to waver, and then they withdrew from the battle circle one after another. However, the die-hard elements belonging to Pan Ziling did not let go of this opportunity, especially Xue Liuzhong, who had been a grandson in the faction for many years, and suddenly climbed to a high position, how could he help the master to ascend to the position, and the dozens of disciples led by him were still rampage in the crowd, and the scene was even more chaotic for a while.

And Song Daoling's house is a grass on the wall after all. As soon as he saw Kunwu Sword, he judged that something was wrong, and Pan Ziling's martial arts were not as good as Yan Qing's. The statement was even more incomparable, and under Mingzhe's belief in protecting himself, he immediately restrained his disciples and quietly hid behind the crowd.

Sure enough, everyone didn't see Yan Qing's movements clearly at all, only heard a terrible scream from the crowd, Xue Liuzhong's headless corpse immediately fell, Yan Qing held the sword in his right hand, and raised Xue Liuzhong's head high with his left hand and said: "Who else dares to do it, this guy is an example!"

Xue Liuzhong's head was still dripping blood, his eyes were bursting out, and he couldn't blink his eyes, and the same people who were standing around Yan Qing retreated one after another, and everyone was shocked for a while, and no one dared to act rashly.

At this time, Pan Ziling said hoarsely on the high platform: "It's this Yan Qing, I saw with my own eyes that he colluded with Luo Cheng, the great enemy of the Kunwu faction, and the two of them were embarrassed to kill the head of the house in the suburbs of Luojing. As the new head of the Kunwu faction, Pan orders you to immediately kill this traitor who committed rebellion and deceived his teachers and destroyed his ancestors!"

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and they don't dare to step forward, Pan Ziling immediately bewitched: "Kill Yan Qing, this seat will make him an elder, and reward him with 100,000 gold, don't give me a hand!"

The temptation of the reward still encouraged some greedy disciples, at least hundreds of people were eager to try, originally there was a two-zhang radius around Yanqing, but now it is getting smaller and smaller. Once he fell into the quagmire of melee, Yan Qing's martial arts after recovering from his injuries would definitely be chopped into flesh, but he was very calm, looking at the people who were slowly approaching, he clenched the Kunwu sword in his hand, intending to fight to the death......

And at this critical moment, Qiu Hei, who was hidden behind the high platform, suddenly attacked, he stepped forward like a ghost, and slapped the defenseless Pan Ziling with a palm.

Pan Ziling's martial arts were more than a step lower than the other party, not to mention that Qiu Hei still burst into a sneak attack, feeling the killing intent behind him, he only had to turn around quickly, and Qiu Hei's palm was firmly imprinted on his chest.

The heart-shattering true qi penetrated through the body without hindrance, and for a while, Pan Ziling only heard a crackling sound in his body, and all his internal organs were suddenly shattered, and the seven orifices on his face were oozing blood, and he saw that the Da Luo Immortal could not be saved.

In the face of this scene, the entire square was silent, and even the sound of Pan Ziling falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

The main master is dead, then his promise immediately became an empty word, and the disciples in the faction didn't know what to do, and after Qiu Hei killed Pan Ziling, he walked to the high platform and said loudly: "Kunwu Sword has always been the token of the head of this faction, whoever is in the hands of the Kunwu Sword is the master of the Kunwu faction, the old man supports Yan Qing to ascend to the position of the head, you choose where to go, the old man will never leave difficulties." ”

Seeing that Qiu Hei, the old fox, actually supported him, Yan Qing was a little surprised, he jumped to the high platform, in order to deal with this guy who was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, he was a foot away from the other party.

Regardless of the three seven twenty-one, Yan Qing held the Kunwu faction high and said: "I, Yan Qing, will succeed as the head of the one hundred and thirty-sixth generation of the Kunwu faction from now on, anyone who is dissatisfied can stand up, if Yan's skills are not as good as others, immediately abdicate and make way for Xian!"

The needles in the square could be heard, and no one objected at all, so Yan Qing immediately ordered: "Zhuo Qingdeng takes the order!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"Immediately put Xue Liuzhong's subordinate disciples who participated in the rebellion today into the prison, and all of them will be executed at noon tomorrow!"

"Yes, my subordinates have orders!"

Now that Xue Liuzhong is dead, dozens of subordinate disciples are leaderless, and they are immediately overwhelmed by the crowd, when Zhuo Qingdeng commanded his disciples to drag these people down, the sound of crying father and shouting mother is endless, and Song Daoling, who is hiding behind, is worried in his heart, he lowers his head and keeps praying that Yan Qing can let his horse go.

Yan Qing's eyes locked on Song Daoling's body through the crowd, and the disciples immediately moved out of the way, as if they didn't want to be contaminated with the mildew on him, feeling the abnormal movement of the people around him, Song Daoling looked up, just in time to meet Yan Qing's devouring gaze, he was shaken, his knees were weak, and he immediately fell to his knees.

Yan Qing suddenly smiled, now that the situation has been decided, the chicken has been killed, and the monkey has been shocked, he put down the big stick in his hand lightly and said: "Song Daoling knows that mistakes can be changed, and he is very good, and he will reflect on it behind closed doors for three months, and if he dares to help him abuse him in the future, this seat will not be spared!" (To be continued.) )