The personal soldier of the beautiful president

"quiet!"

Wu Zun Canghai pressed down with both hands, and the voice of Wu Zun's coercion also rolled out.

The noisy square suddenly fell silent.

Everyone's eyes were cast on Canghai Wuzun, and all eyes were on him.

Martial Lord Canghai is very satisfied with the feeling that orders and prohibitions can be responded to everywhere, which is very refreshing.

No wonder so many people like power, it really can make people excited.

"Welcome everyone to come from afar to witness the birth of the first generation of the Seven Sacred Sons... I won't talk nonsense, everyone can't wait, now, I announce that the selection of the first generation of the Holy Son is officially start!"

"and many more……"

Canghai Wuzun had just finished speaking, when an abrupt voice suddenly came in.

Wu Zun Canghai frowned, and was very upset when someone interrupted him suddenly, but he didn't show it.

Following the reputation, a middle-aged man with a refined temperament stood up from the stands.

He looked a little flustered, but he kept his composure.

"Who is this? How dare you interrupt Elder Canghai, are you tired of work?"

"I don't know, maybe it belongs to a small force?"

"Huh? I know him. Isn't this the head of the Tang family in Sichuan Province? What is he going to do?"

"The Tang family in Sichuan Province? Is it the Tang family that suddenly sprang up after the Yun family was wiped out and became the top power in the southwest?"

"That's right, that's the Tang family..."

"What is he going to do?"

"God knows..."

The discussion voices of the people did not hide from Canghai Wuzun's hearing.

It turned out to be the Tang family.

This is a newly sprung up big family in the southwestern region, its political status is not very clear, and its loyalty to the Seven Sacred Sect is not very firm.

After the nine major cultivating families were wiped out by Qin Feng, the power of the second-tier family took the opportunity to rise up, embezzle resources, and become a new cultivating clan.

Martial Lord Canghai smiled slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Patriarch Tang, what's the matter?"

The Seven Sacred Sect is still in the start-up stage, and urgently needs the help of all forces.

The Tang family is worthy of vigorous wooing.

Patriarch Tang coughed a few times to conceal the panic in his heart, first saluted with fists together, and then said, "Elder Canghai, I, I have something to ask."

"Please say."

"This, Holy Son's Choice, can I still sign up now?"

"Oh? Patriarch Tang also wants to participate in the selection of the Holy Son?"

"No, no, Elder Canghai misunderstood. With my meager strength, how can I dare to compete with the three proud sons of heaven?"

"Then what does Patriarch Tang mean?"

"I have a disciple of the Tang family. By chance, he got the inheritance of the ancestor of the Tang family from generation to generation. His strength has improved by leaps and bounds. He wants to compete with the three proud sons of heaven... Cough cough, young people, you are arrogant, especially I got a little adventure, and I feel that the world is invincible, and I want to challenge the world's masters... The future of the Tang family rests with this disciple, and I, the patriarch, can't refuse, so..."

Things are clear.

A disciple of the Tang family has received the inheritance from the ancestor of the Tang family, his strength has skyrocketed, and he wants to challenge the position of the holy son.

"Tsk, it's no wonder that the Tang family has become the top power in the southwest region, so that's the reason."

"The Tang family was really strong in the past, and it shocked the whole of China... If someone obtains the inheritance from the ancestor of the Tang family, maybe it can really make the Tang family brilliant again."

"The Tang family's luck is amazing!"

"This kind of family with rich background really cannot be underestimated. If it is accidentally inherited, it will jump up..."

Everyone in the stands was discussing in low voices.

Everyone is envious and jealous.

In this great world where the aura is revived, there is such a proud young man in the clan, and it will only be a matter of time before he grows up.

"Congratulations to Patriarch Tang... This selection of the Holy Child is for everyone in the Seven Sacred Sects. As long as you think you are strong enough, you can participate at any time. I wonder who is the legendary boy that Patriarch Tang is talking about? "

Martial Lord Canghai smiled slightly and did not refuse.

A young man sitting next to Patriarch Tang stood up, wearing a T-shirt and slacks, rows of throwing knives on his waist and back, and a short sword slung across his shoulders.

There is a rebellious look between his eyebrows and eyes, he is an unyielding young man.

"It's me, Tang Feng!"

The young man stood proudly, facing the eyes of countless people, without stage fright, let alone the slightest fear, but with high fighting spirit.

There is arrogance that looks down on the world and does not take the heroes of the world seriously.

"Okay! He's a good man. Are you sure you want to participate in the selection of the Holy Son?" Wu Zun Canghai was quite satisfied with the sharp Tang Feng, and asked with a smile.

Young people must have such an aura.

"Of course, as long as you are not afraid that I will take the position of the Holy Son."

Tang Feng said boldly.

Even in the face of Martial Lord Canghai, he is not afraid.

It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

"Hahahaha... If you can really become the Holy Son, I will definitely assist you with all my strength and aspire to the world!"

Cang Hai was not angry because of Tang Feng's rudeness, but laughed heartily.

The bravery and fearlessness of young people is really enviable.

Li Shaobai and the others curled their lips, showing disdain.

Even if a disciple of a small family is inherited, how strong can he be?Dare to claim the position of the Holy Son?Where will the three of them be placed?

The three looked at each other.

They have acted together several times, and they have a tacit understanding with each other, just a look, and they understand each other.

"You are very suitable for me. When I become the Holy Son, I will definitely make you the chief manager of the Seven Sacred Sects, and take care of all the big and small matters of the Seven Sacred Sects."

Tang Feng said proudly, he actually took it seriously, and made a promise to Martial Lord Cang Hai in a dignified manner.

"It's better to say it well than to do it beautifully. Since you are so confident, come up."

Martial Lord Canghai laughed loudly.

"Patriarch, please wait with peace of mind, I will bring you back the Holy Son, so that you will have a long face."

Tang Feng glanced at Patriarch Tang, and flew directly over the heads of the crowd, flying towards the huge arena in the middle of the square.

His rude behavior naturally caused a lot of abuse.

This young man is too crazy.

Tang Feng didn't care about those people's abuse at all.

It's as if goshawks don't care about the feelings of ants.

He landed steadily on the ring, glanced around arrogantly, and snorted coldly, as if he didn't pay attention to Li Shaobai and the others at all.

Wanton, insolent.

Li Shaobai and the three were so angry that their faces were ugly.

It was the first time they saw such a crazy guy!
"Hey, if I accidentally kill them, will there be any consequences?"

Martial Lord Canghai was about to announce the start of the selection of the Holy Son when Tang Feng suddenly asked loudly.

There was a dead silence at first.

Then there was a sudden burst of laughter.

Everyone was amused by Tang Feng.

Whether you can win the fight is a big question mark, and you actually want to kill these three proud sons of heaven?Do you think these three are hot chickens?At your mercy?
This boy from the Tang family is too crazy.

Or rather, too ignorant and fearless.

The three of Li Shaobai were all very happy.

The tone is not small!

Originally, they just wanted to teach him a lesson, but now, they decided to abolish this kid.

Nima, the world is really invincible, no one can beat it?How about killing them?
The owner of the Tang family shrank into the chair, put his head in his hands, and made a quail.

Xin Chou and the other four elders couldn't help laughing, as if they were amused by Tang Feng.

What a funny and poor kid, who has no idea what he's about to face!
Martial Lord Canghai frowned slightly, smiled, and said: "Swords have no eyes, life and death have fate!"

"Okay, that's what you said. If I don't control them later and kill them by mistake, don't seek revenge from me."

Tang Feng immediately interjected.

Martial Lord Canghai shook his head and chuckled, the young man was really arrogant and arrogant.

"Are you all ready?"

Canghai Wuzun looked at Li Shaobai and the others.

"Ready, let's start, my sword is already hungry and thirsty." Tang Feng replied first, hitting twenty feet.

The three of Li Shaobai were robbed, and they were very speechless. They all nodded, indicating that they were ready.

"Is there anyone else who wants to participate in the selection of the Holy Son?"

Wu Zun Canghai looked at the audience again and asked loudly.

No one answered.

"Okay, I announce that the Chosen Son, the official start... The last person standing on the stage is the first generation of the Seven Saints!"

Cang Hai Wu Zun announced loudly.

This time, no one interrupted!
The selection of the first generation of the Seventh Sacred Sect's holy son has really started. The arena was instantly filled with violent fighting spirit, and the whole square was boiling, and everyone was shouting wildly, hissing for their favorite target shout...