Li Feifan could not help but look solemn and did not dare to be careless at all.

The power of Su Changqing's sword is really terrifying.

The low-level martial arts of the heavenly level was fused with the sword of annihilation. With one swing of the sword, he almost exhausted all his true energy.

"Boom!"

Thunder gods formed, Li Feifan unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and a cold light passed by.

"Three swords of Fengyun, three swords!"

Li Feifan's speed was very fast. The Three Swords of Fengyun was a low-grade martial arts of the Taixuan Sect. It was extremely powerful. With the help of Fengyun's power, he was extremely fast.

When the surrounding disciples saw this, their mouths opened wide, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Damn, this... this is too scary."

"Oh my god, Senior Brother Su's attack is no less powerful than Senior Brother Li's."

"Is this the talent of Senior Brother Su? Who in the entire Tianwu Continent in the past and present can rival him?"

"…………"

"..."

Countless disciples swallowed their saliva and stared at all this with their mouths agape. The power that the two people unleashed was really terrifying.

"boom!"

The two people's sword energy collided, instantly forming a sword energy vortex. Countless sword energy collided within a radius of tens of meters, and the entire space seemed to be slightly deformed.

Some disciples with weaker cultivation were directly knocked away by this terrifying sword energy, with deep horror in their eyes.

On the stage, Mo Ming and others were stunned and felt that they had lived in vain for so many years.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Several terrifying explosions sounded in succession, and the stone bricks in front of the two people sank, forming a huge pit. The air around them was filled with dust, and everything seemed to be over.

In the field, countless disciples swallowed their saliva and looked at everything in front of them in horror. No one spoke, they were all looking in the direction of the two of them silently.

When the smoke cleared, Su Changqing and Li Feifan stood with swords in hand.

However, at this moment, Su Changqing's true energy was gone, but he was smiling and his eyes were calm.

"Junior Brother Changqing, I lost!"

Li Feifan handed over his hand, his eyes full of awe.

Although if the fight continued, Su Changqing would undoubtedly be defeated, but he was a peak Tiangang realm warrior. Under his full attack, Su Changqing withstood hundreds of moves without falling behind at all. The number of his methods was terrifying.

Su Changqing is still just a warrior in the middle stage of Dharma Realm!

If this were spread, who would dare to believe it?

Su Changqing heard this with a smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Li, you are serious. Your strength is truly extraordinary. If we continue to fight, Junior Brother will definitely lose."

Su Changqing's words immediately made Li Feifan feel ashamed.

Listen to this magnanimity and style!

If he doesn’t become the Son of God, who will?

Su Changqing is the one everyone hopes for.

Li Feifan had something to worry about.

In the battle just now, Su Changqing completely impressed him. As long as such a being does not fall, let alone the holy realm, he might be able to get a glimpse of the imperial realm!

If you follow Su Changqing, you may be able to obtain the benefits of throwing the sky in the future. Not to mention breaking through to the Supreme Realm, even the Holy Realm may not be impossible.

Thinking of this, Li Feifan's mind suddenly became active, and his eyes gradually became intense, as if he had made some decision. He looked at Su Changqing firmly.

"I'm so stupid that I questioned Junior Brother Su just now. Junior Brother's talent is invincible. In the future, he will dominate the world and be invincible. The position of the Holy Son must be reserved for Junior Brother. I am willing to serve as the Holy Son's vanguard!"

"Li Feifan, meet the Holy Son!!"

After saying that, Li Feifan knelt straight down.

His every word fell on everyone's ears.

Shock!

Extremely shocked!

In front of all the disciples of the sect, Li Feifan knelt down without any hesitation.

"Holy shit, Senior Brother Li actually knelt down."

"Oh my god, this is the sect master's personal inheritance. The top being of Taixuan Sect is actually kneeling in front of Senior Brother Su."

"You are stupid. With Senior Brother Su's talent, let alone the Saint Realm in the future, even the Imperial Realm is not a bad idea. Senior Brother Li is kneeling not only to the Holy Son, but also to the future Emperor Realm experts."

"Holy crap, it makes sense, it makes sense."

"…………"

"..."

In the audience, the eyes of all the disciples changed instantly.

When Mo Ming saw this, not only did he not feel dissatisfied at all, but he put a smile on his face and murmured to himself:

"Not bad, not bad, I finally got the idea."

Su Changqing smiled, then turned to look at the disciples in the audience.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

The plain words seemed to carry an endless pressure, making countless disciples feel in awe.

Immediately afterwards, all the disciples looked at each other, and then all knelt down on the ground.

"I'm waiting to see the Holy Son!!"

"I'll wait to see the Holy Son!"

"…………"

"..."

The terrifying sound came like a tsunami. The outer sect, inner sect, core disciples and even the true disciples all knelt on the ground at this moment, their words full of reverence.

Although Su Changqing's cultivation level is not high, his talent and strength are unparalleled, and all the disciples also want to recommend Su Changqing as the Holy Son from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially Li Yunfei.

He was the first to kneel down just now, shouting the loudest, for fear that Su Changqing wouldn't hear.

There's nothing he can do, he's afraid.

If Su Changqing was dissatisfied with him, it would be unclear whether his status as a true disciple could be maintained.

Not to mention that he can't beat Su Changqing now.

Seeing the grand scene of all the disciples kneeling on the ground, and the sound like a tsunami in the ears, Su Changqing showed a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He took a step forward and cast his gaze towards the sky.

The aura around him was sharp and full of murderous aura, surrounded by the air of ice. Countless terrifying auras surrounded him, and his eyes were stern, as if they contained everything in the world.

"I, Su Changqing, am the Holy Son of Taixuan Sect from now on!"

"If I were here, Taixuan Sect would flourish and be immortal forever!"

"If I survive, Taixuan Sect will be invincible and respected in all realms!"

Boom!

Just as he finished speaking, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, and a thunder rang out. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the wind howled, blowing his clothes.

Su Changqing's dark robe kept shaking in the air, and his long black hair was flying in the air, reflecting his handsome face.

His purple eyes were calm, as if describing a fact.

Su Changqing's voice reached everyone's ears clearly.

Shocked, extremely shocked.

These words were too arrogant. I am afraid that no one except Su Changqing would dare to be so arrogant. Countless disciples stared blankly at the scene in front of them. The young man was unparalleled and looked down upon the world.

Li Feifan was even more excited and trembling all over. He knew he was following the right person.

In an instant, countless disciples knelt on the ground again, shouting loudly.

"I am willing to follow the Holy Son!!"

"We are willing to follow the Son!"

"…………"

“…”

The roaring sound shattered the dark clouds in the sky.

The Holy Son of Taixuanzong, Su Changqing! !

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