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But those disciples were quite hesitant, cowering, and did not intend to immediately rush to the ring to challenge Huang Rong's intention.

Huigen looked at them: "Why, you don't want to compete for the position of the leader?"

They looked at Hui Gen a little timidly: "It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare."

"Well, if you don't dare, it's fine."

Kunpeng did not expect that Hui Gen's transformation would be so fast, and he did not urge, hanging in the air, waiting quietly. One night last night, Huigen sent someone to frame them. They didn't succeed. Today they may be guilty of conscience and dare not be so arrogant, but it is understandable.

After waiting for a while, no one dared to challenge.

"Is anyone still competing for the position of the head?" Kunpeng's voice rolled over the square like thunder.

No response was received.

After waiting for another stick of incense, Kunpeng had no choice but to direct the spearhead at Huigen and call the name: "Elder Huigen, you ask your disciples or elders if there is any competition for the position of the leader. If no one is competing, then we Ending this ring match early and determining the head early will also be conducive to the early stability and development of the sect."

Hui Gen was a little dumb for a while, but immediately seemed to understand what Kunpeng meant: "Kunpeng, you are the host, this matter is up to you."

"Although you are the host, you are also the great elder of the Maoshan Sect. You have a high reputation and a very influential influence. Don't you want to do something for the Maoshan Sect?"

Kunpeng's words sounded something to him, but on the surface there was nothing wrong with him, so he had to say: "Then, why don't you ask the boss?"

"The head is the boss, he wants to avoid suspicion. And when the head is away, you are in charge of the Maoshan Sect, so you are familiar with the Maoshan Sect. Now I ask you, do you still want to shirk?"

There was no way, Huigen had to say: "I can't represent all the disciples and elders. However, my disciples, no one wants to compete on stage."

Kunpeng sneered, and raised his voice again, the sound was like a huge thunder, making all the elders and disciples on the field shocked.

"Let me give you a stick of incense time to consider. If you want to compete for the head, you should quickly challenge yourself in front of the ring. If no one is competing for the head, then we must determine the head as soon as possible. Once determined, everyone will You must obey, otherwise there will be no mercy!"

Immediately one of the disciples whispered: "You are not our head or elder, you still kill without mercy?"

His words are small, but everyone around him can hear them, and Kun Peng's ears are sensitive, and they can also hear them. Raising his hand, an invisible air current pierced out from the air like a sword. No one had noticed yet. The disciple who spoke was already out of breath. His soul flew up in the air in horror, but was used by Kun Peng as the Soul Dispersion The technique broke up immediately.

The other disciples hadn't found out what was going on, only saw a soul suddenly emerge from the body and then be destroyed. But the disciple beside him knew very well and was frightened for a while.

Kunpeng really did what he said, killing without mercy, not a lie.

"If you want to take the stage to challenge, hurry up. A stick of incense, a lot of time has passed."

If there is no incense, say a stick of incense, that is basically a stick of incense, and no one is too serious.

The audience was silent, waiting quietly. It was almost time for a stick of incense, but no one came forward. ..