Villain: Master Forbidden Empress, I am invincible!

Li Feifan couldn't help but look solemn, not daring to be careless at all.

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

The lower-grade martial arts of the heavenly rank was integrated with the sword of annihilation. With one swing of the sword, he almost exhausted all his true energy.

"Boom!"

Thunder God burst out, and the long sword in Li Feifan's hand was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed.

"Fengyun Three Swords, Sword Three!"

Li Feifan's speed was very fast. Fengyun Three Swords was a lower-grade martial arts of the heavenly rank of Taixuan Sect. It was extremely powerful. With the help of the power of wind and cloud, the speed was extremely fast.

Seeing this, the disciples around him opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of disbelief.

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

"Oh my god, the attack that Senior Brother Su unleashed is not inferior to Senior Brother Li's."

"Is this Senior Brother Su's talent? Who in the entire Tianwu Continent can defeat him from ancient times to the present?"

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"……"

Countless disciples swallowed their saliva and stared at all this in amazement. The power that the two of them unleashed was really terrifying.

"Bang!"

The sword energy of the two collided, and a sword energy vortex was formed in an instant. Countless sword energies collided within a radius of dozens of meters, and the entire space seemed to have deformed a little.

Some disciples with weaker cultivation were directly blown away by this terrifying sword energy, with a strong look of horror in their eyes.

On the stage, Mo Ming and others were stunned, and instantly 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 sank, forming a huge pit. The surrounding air was full of 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, and they all looked in the direction of the two silently.

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

However, at this moment, Su Changqing's inner qi was gone, but he smiled and his eyes were calm.

"Junior Brother Changqing, I lost!"

Li Feifan bowed his hands, his eyes full of awe.

Although Su Changqing would definitely lose if he continued to fight, he was a peak warrior in the Tiangang Realm. Under his full-strength attack, Su Changqing held on for a hundred moves and did not lose at all. His many means were terrifying.

Su Changqing was only a warrior in the middle stage of the Dharma Realm!

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

Su Changqing heard this with a smile on his face.

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

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

Listen to this, this bearing, this style!

If he doesn't become the Holy Son, who will?

Su Changqing is the one that everyone wants.

Li Feifan has a plan in mind.

In the battle just now, Su Changqing completely convinced him. As long as such an existence does not die, let alone the Holy Realm, he may even be able to get a glimpse of the Emperor Realm!

If he follows Su Changqing, he may also get a lot of benefits in the future. By then, let alone breaking through the Supreme Realm, even the Holy Realm may not be impossible.

Thinking of this, Li Feifan's mind instantly became active, his eyes gradually became warm, as if he had made a decision, he looked at Su Changqing firmly.

"I am short-sighted, and I actually questioned Junior Brother Su just now. Junior Brother's talent is invincible. In the future, he will definitely dominate the world and no one can defeat him. The position of the Holy Son must be Junior Brother. I am willing to be the vanguard of the Holy Son!"

"Li Feifan, meet the Holy Son!!"

After saying that, Li Feifan knelt down straightly.

Every word he said fell into everyone's ears.

Shock!

Extremely shocked!

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

"Damn it, Senior Brother Li actually knelt down."

"Oh my god, this is the sect master's personal disciple, the top existence of Taixuan Sect, and he actually knelt in front of Senior Brother Su."

"Are you stupid? Senior Brother Su has such a talent. In the future, let alone the Saint Realm, even the Emperor Realm is not impossible. Senior Brother Li is kneeling not only to the Son of the Saint, but also to the future Emperor Realm."

"Damn it, it makes sense, quite reasonable."

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"……"

Under the stage, the eyes of all the disciples changed instantly.

Seeing this, Mo Ming not only did not show any dissatisfaction, but instead smiled on his face and muttered to himself:

"Not bad, not bad, finally got it."

Su Changqing smiled, and then turned his eyes to look at the disciples under the stage.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

The plain words seemed to carry an endless pressure, which made countless disciples feel awed.

Then, all the disciples looked at each other, and then knelt on the ground.

"We pay our respects to the Holy Son!!"

"We pay our respects to the Holy Son!"

"…………"

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

Although Su Changqing's cultivation was not high, his natural strength was amazing. All the disciples wanted to recommend Su Changqing as the Holy Son from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially Li Yunfei.

He was the first one to kneel down just now, and his voice was the loudest, as if he was afraid that Su Changqing could not hear him.

There was no way, he was afraid.

If Su Changqing had any dissatisfaction with him, it would be hard to say whether he could keep his position as a true disciple.

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

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

He took a step forward and cast his eyes to the sky.

The aura around him was cold and murderous, surrounded by icy air, and countless terrifying auras surrounded him. His eyes looked down on everything in the world.

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

"If I am here, Taixuan Sect will flourish and last forever!"

"If I am alive, Taixuan Sect will be invincible and respected by all the worlds!"

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 was howling, blowing his clothes.

Su Changqing's ink-colored robe kept shaking in the air, and his long black hair was flying in the air, setting off his handsome face.

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

Su Changqing's voice was clearly heard by everyone.

Shocked, extremely shocked.

This was too arrogant. I'm afraid that except for Su Changqing, no one would dare to be so arrogant. Countless disciples stared blankly at the scene in front of them. The young man was so handsome and looked down upon the world.

Li Feifan was so excited that he trembled all over. He knew that he had followed the right person.

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

"We are willing to follow the Holy Son!!"

"We are willing to follow the Holy Son!"

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"..."

The overwhelming sound waves shattered the dark clouds in the sky.

The Holy Son of Taixuan Sect, Su Changqing! !