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Chapter 1277 Qianjian Yuanzun takes his own humiliation

The red copper talisman represents the leader of a sect!

Now the Red Copper Yuan Talisman is in front, but no one rushed forward immediately. None of the twelve people, including Luo Yunyang, rushed out immediately.

They are waiting for an opportunity to kick their opponent out directly.

The way Taixu Xuanmen chose the sect leader this time seemed simple and crude, and it could even be said that there was no strategy at all, but there were endless strategies in it.

A sect leader must first have super strength and support from others. If these two things cannot be done, then becoming a sect leader is not an easy task.

Now, the red copper talisman thrown out actually contains these two tests.

Among the twelve people, several are recognized as the strongest, and some of them have hidden wings on their bodies, which shows that they have an invincible advantage in speed.

"I think some weak people should be eliminated first!" Tianjiao Yuanzun wore a red Taoist robe, giving people a feeling of shining light in all directions.

As soon as he said that, he immediately attracted the recognition of several top strong men. They nodded almost at the same time and said, "It's reasonable."

Several contenders who felt that they were not strong enough quickly transferred their bodies to the strong ones they surrendered to.

For a time, twelve people formed four or five small teams.

The reason why there are four or five teams is that among these twelve people, Luo Yunyang is alone and has a gap with the other four small teams.

The lonely Luo Yunyang gives people a feeling of being at the end of his life.

Because the head of the sect is openly competing for this time, this deserted small world has long been used by people to use mirroring techniques using great magical powers.

Any disciple of Taixu Xuanmen can watch the dispute between the sect leader through specific methods.

Where the Taixu Xuanmen Sect is located, Zheng Rulai and other disciples are outside a hall, watching the battle scene reflected in the sky.

Looking at the lonely Luo Yunyang, a disciple who was full of respect for Luo Yunyang said angrily: "This... this is too bullying!"

However, no one responded to this disciple's words. Although they also felt that this was bullying in their hearts, they were powerless in such a situation.

Zheng Rulai shook his head and smiled bitterly. Although he felt the difference between him and Luo Yunyang, he was really not optimistic about Luo Yunyang's participation in the competition for the leader.

After all, the ones who participated in the competition this time were the strongest beings among the twelve Yuansheng disciples. Those names were like stars in the sky to Zheng Rulai, which shocked him.

That's right, it's just terrifying!

It can be said that he grew up listening to these people's names, and once regarded these people as his goal.

However, as his cultivation increased, Zheng Rulai felt how naive his dream was. The gap between him and these people was too big.

Whether it is cultivation or other things, it is a world of difference.

"roll!"

A handsome man in white clothes and swordsman looked at Luo Yunyang and shouted in a deep voice. His voice was filled with disdain.

This word "get out" was not concealed or reserved at all, and he shouted at Luo Yunyang rudely.

Now, almost all the disciples of Taixu Xuanmen are watching this competition. In this on-site competition, failure is not embarrassing, but just now, someone was scolded to get out of here. This is simply a slap in the face.

And it was a heavy slap in the face!

Jinluo Yuansheng and Xuanhe Yuansheng floated high in the void, and the words of the man in white-clothed sword naturally fell into the eyes of the two of them.

Jin Luo Yuansheng still had a certain impression of Luo Yunyang. When he heard this shout, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

They are all disciples of the same sect, and it is really unkind to scold their fellow disciples like this. Seeing him frowning, Xuanhe Yuansheng said lightly: "Junior Brother Ziyun is really a bit reckless."

"But it's true nature!"

Jin Luo Yuansheng looked at the position where the man in white clothes was standing, and knew that the man was an ally of Tianjiao Yuanzun. At this time, he stood up to humiliate Luo Yunyang, which probably catered to the wishes of his senior brother.

Although he did not agree with the small actions of Xuanhe Yuansheng, Xuanhe Yuansheng was a senior brother after all, and there was no need for him to offend Xuanhe Yuansheng because such a small thing offended Xuanhe Yuansheng.

What's more, King Fei Shangyuan is already dead, so he has no intention of winning over his declining disciples.

"Yes, I'm still young, and I can't help but be more reckless."

Since he chose to compete for the position of head, Luo Yunyang never thought that others would give in to him, but he did not expect that the competition had just begun, and someone was so arrogant that he barked him with a dog.

Luo Yunyang heard this shout, knowing that at this time, he could not retreat at all, and immediately retorted: "This is the place to compete for the position of the head. Why did he hear the dog barking for no reason?"

The man in white dressed with a sword originally wanted to use Luo Yunyang as a stepping stone to gain more attention from Tianjiao Yuanzun. In his opinion, with the direct lineage of King Fei Shangyuan, he would give them three points to their disciples of the twelve Yuan Saints.

Now the direct lineage has become a rat crossing the street. The reason why I participated in this competition for the sect leader is simply to save face.

For their behavior, I don’t have to worry about it at all. It’s best to just give them a blow.

But I didn't expect that my words would be hit with such a counterattack. If I couldn't use any powerful means at this time, then I might become a laughing stock of overestimating my abilities next.

"Junior, you are looking for death!" As the man in white spoke, he waved his palm towards Luo Yunyang. Although the cultivation level of the man in white did not reach the Yuan King, he was also the peak of the Shentian Taiyi Yuanzun.

As the direct disciple of Ziyun Yuansheng, not only has resources that exceed the ordinary Shentian Taiyi Yuanzun, but also has stronger skills than those Shentian Taiyi Yuanzun.

Even some Yuan kings are not as good as him in terms of martial arts! Although they dare not say that they can defeat Yuan kings, they dare to compete with Yuan kings.

The man in white-clothed sword was full of confidence in his palm, but what he never expected was that the moment his palm was swung out, a slap was already heavily on his face.

The slap was extremely fast. Under the slap, the man in white-clothed sword had no room for counterattack. As the slap was swung out, he flew backwards directly under the slap.

Although the slap was not weak, it did not mean to kill him. Although the man in white-clothed sword was slapped for hundreds of miles, his body was not damaged much.

But at the moment when he landed, the man covered his swollen face and knew that at this moment, he had become the laughing stock of the entire Taixu Xuanmen.

"So fast!" Some of the contestants who were watching the battle exclaimed sincerely. He was wearing strong outfits and was equipped with nine golden darts under his ribs.

Tianjiao Yuanzun and the man in armor also flashed a hint of surprise in their eyes. They were very clear about the cultivation of the man wearing a sword in white, so they were not very interested in this battle.

Because in their opinion, the outcome of this battle was actually decided. The man in white was just to replace them and drive out a fly who was ignorant of advancing and retreating.

But unexpectedly, the man in white not only did not take advantage of the words, but was slapped out.

"Hahaha, my main meridian is still someone. That Thousand Sword Yuanzun is really embarrassing. This time he will become the laughing stock of the entire sect!" someone shouted loudly by the disciple of the main meridian of Taixu Xuanmen.

In places like Taixu Xuanmen where people are yelling, they will be punished. But at this time, no matter whether it is Zheng Ruta, the highest-ranking Zheng Ruta or the disciples of the Precepts Hall, they all say nothing.

For them, the current situation makes them feel very comfortable, enjoyable and pleasant!

This slap made them feel the dignity of becoming increasingly far away, and at this moment, they returned to their side again.

"Uncle Luo, you must fight for our position as the leader!" Someone yelled, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Zheng Rulai also felt that he wanted to yell. Although yelling at this time was a shame for him, he still couldn't help but feel such an impulse in his heart.

But also, some people said worriedly: "That Qianjian Yuanzun is a proud disciple of Ziyun Yuansheng. I heard that his own Qianjian Slash had even defeated the Yuan King. This time he was bullied by Master Yunyang, and next, I am afraid that Master Yunyang will be in trouble."

Just as he was speaking, the Qianjian Yuanzun, who was wearing a white sword, had already roared and said, "My evil, I treat you kindly, you actually attacked me. Today is your death date, Thousand Swords Slash!"

As Qian Jianzhan roared out, sword shadows appeared in front of the man wearing a sword. Each of these sword shadows contained a broken law of heaven.

Thousands of incomplete laws of heaven gather together to form a law of heaven that is not only complete but also powerful.

This law is hidden in the rolling sword light, and at the moment it slashes horizontally, it implies a momentum that changes the color of heaven and earth.

Thousands of swords, swords slash the world!

Neither Jinluo Yuansheng nor Xuanhe Yuansheng spoke, but the two of them frowned when the Thousand Swords were slashed out because they felt that the Thousand Swords Yuanzun was really too impatient.

It’s wrong for a master to fight, it’s not right to be impatient.

Just as their thoughts were surging, Luo Yunyang's figure had already rushed towards the rolling sword light.

As his figure dipped into the sword light, a slap like a rainstorm suddenly rang out in the void!

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