Let's see how good this young master is today!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone stopped holding back, and the wind swept up as their true energy surged, and they all rushed towards Yuan Buwei. The seven masters of the magic way joined forces to attack, and their power was extremely shocking.

The young man was not in a hurry, and he flicked his long sword lightly, and the sword body suddenly made a light hum.

His figure was like a phantom, and at the moment of the attack, he transformed into many afterimages. The long sword that was still bleeding moved with him, and the sword light was swung out.

Sometimes it was like the moonlight, misty and hazy; sometimes it was like a river backflowing, with mighty waves; sometimes it was like a sudden rain and a strong wind, and every move and every style went straight to the flaw, making it difficult to resist; sometimes it was like a raging fire. Lan, although his skills are not exquisite, seems to carry the power of heaven and earth. The combination of hardness and softness, unpredictable, makes it difficult to guess from which direction, at what angle, and with what force the next sword move will suddenly pierce.

Gradually, the unpredictable sword light began to fill the entire courtyard, and the people became more and more frightened as they fought.

They originally thought that even if this young man had outstanding martial arts talent, he was still young after all, and his combat experience would certainly not be as good as theirs, and his internal Qi was also limited. What's more, wouldn't everyone working together be better than him alone?

But until now, the opponent has been calm from beginning to end, without any sign of exhaustion, and the sword light It was getting more and more fierce. Instead, they gradually began to struggle and were caught in the huge net formed by the endless sword light. The space around them was getting smaller and smaller. If they were not careful, blood and flesh would splatter. Finally, they were forced into a dead end.

Originally, everyone was fighting together. However, the fighting skills of this young man seemed to have been tempered a thousand times, and he was even particularly good at dealing with group attacks. By using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force, he directly separated the seven people and defeated them one by one.

The sword chanting continued, and the besiegers continued to lose people. The increasingly bright sword light continued like a thread, gradually interweaving into a mighty river, rolling down.

The night was dark, and the sword light was brighter than the moonlight.

With the last bang, Xu Zhan, who was the strongest and lasted the longest, was finally chopped away and fell heavily on the iron wall, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The courtyard was dead silent.

Li Xuanfeng huddled in the corner pretending to be a grass, and the seven magic masters fell to the ground with pale faces, listlessly, in pieces.

And Yuan Buwei was slowly wiping the blood on the edge of the sword, sheathing the sword as if no one was around, with a calm expression. The moonlight slid down along the lines of his handsome face, and in the silence, there was an unspeakable danger.

"Good! Good! Good boy!"

Chi Wanwan couldn't help laughing any more, breaking the dead atmosphere. She clapped her hands gently, walked to Yuan Buwei, her tone was extremely gentle, and her eyes looking at him were full of love.

"Axue, you did a good job! You are worthy of being my good son! From now on, the three branches of the Holy Sect belong to us, mother and son. Once that unfaithful man is gone, everything will be yours. "She laughed out loud, her expression extremely joyful, and she glanced at the listless crowd again, and dragged out her tone, "Do you have any objections?"

Including Xu Zhan, no one dared to protest, but they were unwilling to bow their heads and flatter this crazy woman, so they all chose to remain silent.

It was only then that they realized that the four iron walls were clearly prepared by Chi Wanwan in advance, just to prevent them from running away in the middle of the battle.

They couldn't beat them, and they couldn't escape. In addition, the position of the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect did have the rule that the strong were superior. Even if they were dissatisfied with this crazy woman who relied on her son to get to the top, what could they do?

"I have objections. "

A voice suddenly sounded, startling the disheartened crowd. They all raised their heads to see who was so stubborn.

After seeing this, everyone looked confused.

The young man in white who had been standing quietly on the side raised his eyes at some point, and looked at Chi Wanwan with a pair of calm eyes.

Chi Wanwan didn't react at all. After a breath or two, she realized what Yuan Buwei said, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared: "Axue, what nonsense are you talking about..."

"I don't want to." Yuan Buwei stared at her eyes without blinking, and spoke again, "I can have all this right now, why should I wait until the future?"

In Chi Wanwan's shocked and angry eyes, the young man suddenly showed a brilliant smile: "Why should I give up the position of the Holy Lord that I snatched with my own ability to others? Such a simple truth, mother should also understand it, right? "

This was the first time in so many years that he called Chi Wanwan so intimately, but Chi Wanwan didn't feel relieved at all. Instead, she felt a chill climbing up her spine, making her whole body chilly.

"You!" Chi Wanwan's eyes widened, she was shocked and angry, her lips trembling with anger, but she was suppressed by an invisible true energy and couldn't move.

Yuan Buwei tilted his head slightly to look at her, and a seemingly weak hand rested on the woman's shoulder, suppressing the other's violent true energy. His eyes were clear, his expression was full of innocence, and he asked doubtfully:

"Is mother too happy? Indeed, I am no longer the child I was back then. Not only have I grown up, but I am also so smart. Mother should be happy. "

Chi Wanwan: "..."

She was still a little confused and almost suspected that she was dreaming. She stared at Yuan Buwei in disbelief, but saw only calmness and indifference in the depths of his smiling eyes.

Chi Wanwan finally recognized the reality, but she found it hard to accept.

The moment before, she was still jubilant, thinking that she would soon be able to take revenge on Chu Tiannan and Rong Qingyue. The next moment, she found that all this was in vain, and she was stabbed in the back by her own son. Such a tragic reality, how could Chi Wanwan, who had devoted all her heart and soul to this matter for so many years, accept it! She almost collapsed!

The most painful thing in the world is not that there is no hope from beginning to end, but that you have gained hope, and have worked hard for many years with hope, but at the moment of success, the hope is shattered, and you fall into despair completely.

Chi Wanwan's face twisted and she screamed.

"No--!!!"

Yuan Buwei frowned slightly and picked up the long sword that had just been sheathed and knocked it.

Chi Wanwan fell straight down.

This sudden change caught Chi Wanwan off guard, not to mention Xu Zhan and others.

Only after watching the whole drama did they understand what had happened. They could not help but cast their curious eyes on the seemingly gentle and harmless young man in front of them, and they were horrified.

Xu Zhan spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up: "Young people are formidable! I didn't expect that the Burning Flame Holy Sect had been silent for many years, and now there is a person like you."

Yuan Buwei stared at him calmly.

"Life and death, victory and defeat, are just like this. When did our Holy Sect start to judge people by age and seniority?"

Everyone was silent and had to admit this fact. As a result, the eyes looking at Yuan Buwei were particularly complicated.

Before Yuan Buwei could put on the domineering style of the big boss of the magic way and finish today's affairs, a figure had already run out from the corner, straightened his clothes, raised his hands and bowed, and said loudly: "Seven Emotion Sect Sect Master Li Xuanfeng greets the Holy Lord!"

Everyone was stunned.

Li Xuanfeng did not wait for them to speak, and continued: "Master Chi Shao has unparalleled magical powers. He can overwhelm the masters of the nine sects at the age of less than twenty. The position of the Saint Lord of our Holy Sect belongs to you. With such a Saint Lord, the Holy Sect will surely flourish and suppress the righteous in the future." He turned his head and looked at everyone, raised his neck and said passionately, "If others are dissatisfied, I, Li Xuanfeng, will be the first to disagree!"

Everyone: "..."

... You have said everything, what else can we say? After all, you are the dignified leader of the Seven Emotions Sect, in charge of one of the nine sects of the Demon Sect, but you are so shameless that you kneel down to a junior who is old enough to be your son. I can't believe that you are such a Li Xuanfeng!

The next moment, Yuan Buwei's eyes followed the direction of Li Xuanfeng's pointing and looked at them. He smiled faintly.

"The three veins and nine sects of the Holy Sect all have the same origin. But they have been fighting for many years. What else can we talk about? From now on, the position of the Holy Lord belongs to me, and the three veins and nine sects of the Holy Sect will be unified. Are you dissatisfied?"

The same sentence, spoken by different people, has different weight. Even if his tone is plain and relaxed like a casual chat, no one dares to underestimate him.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was silent. The large lanterns hanging high were affected by the fighting of the crowd and had been extinguished at some point. Only the soft moonlight fell.

The four iron walls that had been blocking the surroundings were removed at some point. Many disciples of the Demon Sect who followed the instructions stood outside the courtyard at a loss, staring at this scene in amazement. ΘThis work was organized and uploaded by ΘSiTu online readers.

With a thump, Li Xuanfeng bowed without hesitation to show his submission. After a moment, Xu Zhan, the leader of Guihan Sect, also sighed and bowed his head.

The night was so quiet that even the slightest movement was particularly obvious.

The leaders of the other six sects all bowed their heads, and many disciples of the Demon Sect also knelt on one knee on the ground one after another.

The three veins of heaven, earth and man, the nine sects of the Demon Sect, from the leader to the disciples, all bowed their heads in front of this young saint and chose to surrender.

The sky was bright, and Yuan Buwei walked out from the kneeling figures in the hall, smiling at the first ray of morning light.

"...It's sunny again? I like it."

Chapter 71 Grandmaster 23

Overnight, the Demon Sect was unified.

When Chi Wanwan woke up, everything was a foregone conclusion. The three sects of the Demon Sect have all accepted Yuan Buwei as their leader, and even the Burning Flame Holy Sect, which was originally Chi Wanwan's base, has changed its owner.

The nearly 100 people who came with Chi Wanwan this time are almost the backbone of the entire Burning Flame Holy Sect. From elders and guardians to disciples, they have all been cultivated by Chi Wanwan for revenge over the years. More than ten of them are her absolute confidants.

However, when the Burning Flame Holy Sect changed its owner overnight, the former young master quietly became the master, and Chi Wanwan, the former master, got the title of elder without any real power, and almost everything was taken away. None of these confidants who had been cultivated by her for many years questioned this, let alone opposed it.

It seemed that Yuan Buwei's rise to power and Chi Wanwan's resignation were natural, and naturally, they accepted all this calmly and calmly.

This dealt a heavy blow to Chi Wanwan again.

The magnificent ship was moored at the bank of Luoshui River. In the cabin decorated magnificently by Chi Wanwan, the middle and high-level figures of the Burning Flame Holy Sect gathered. The lights were bright all around, and there was a stove burning in the cabin. Even though frost had begun to fall outside, the cabin was still warm as spring.

Chi Wanwan only felt a chill all over her body.

The son who once seemed to her to be silent but well-behaved and would never show his claws to her was now sitting on the main seat symbolizing the leader of the Burning Flame Sect, with a casual posture and one hand on his chin. He tilted his head slightly and looked at her casually with his smiling eyes.

Below, stood the left and right guardians of the Burning Flame Holy Sect, the four elders, and more than a dozen talented disciples - all of whom Chi Wanwan had worked hard to discover over the years, and whom he thought he could rely on in the future. .

At this time, these people just looked at the young man above them respectfully, and kept throwing out all kinds of complimentary words in their mouths, without even giving the slightest bit of spare time to Chi Wanwan. It seems that the former sect leader has become a nobody worthy of attention.

Chi Wanwan was so angry that she was trembling all over and looked at this scene dumbly. She was greatly shocked.

She once spurred her son wholeheartedly, just to avenge Chu Tiannan in the future. After being awakened by Yuan Buwei, Chi Wanwan finally had a sense of responsibility as the leader of the Burning Flame Saint Sect, and was motivated by revenge. Over the years, she had worked hard to bring down the Burning Flame Saint. The sect developed and grew.

Unexpectedly, in the end, she made a wedding dress for Yuan Buwei, and the entire Burning Flame

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